Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 923 Nine Nether God of War

Jiuyou's complexion was originally as cold and deep as his name, but now it was even more livid, as if covered by a thick layer of ice. His eyes were like two sharp blades, staring closely at Lin Fan in front of him, as if he wanted to pierce him.

The flat crutch in his hand is a treasure that has been with him since he attained enlightenment. It looks dry and ordinary, but in fact it contains infinite power. However, at this moment, this flat crutch seemed a little powerless in front of Lin Fan's Immortal Killing Sword.

"Sharp-tongued boy, I think you are impatient with life!" Jiuyou shouted angrily, holding the flat cane tightly with both hands, and suddenly swung it forward. The flat crutch instantly enlarged and turned into a sky-reaching giant pillar hundreds of feet long and hundreds of feet thick. It hit Lin Fan fiercely with the force of thunder.

The power of this blow is so powerful that it can turn the color of the sky and the earth, and make the sun and moon lose their light. The thunderous sound echoed in the void, as if it was about to shatter the entire world. Even a slight touch is enough to turn one's body into mud and make one's soul fly away.

However, facing this earth-shattering blow, Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged, with a cold light shining in his eyes. He lightly shook the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, and saw thousands of sword shadows flying out from the sword body, turning into streaks of bright red sword light, criss-crossing in the void, as if weaving into an airtight sword net. .

"Hehe, wood is still wood, how can it be the opponent of immortal gold." Lin Fan sneered, and the immortal sword in his hand vibrated again, and the bright red sword light was like a spiritual snake, quickly slashing on the flat crutch.

 “Ding! Ding! Ding!”

There was a dense sound of metal clashing, and deep sword marks began to appear on the huge flat stick under the blows of countless sword lights. These sword marks are like winding ravines, spreading on the withered yellow flat crutch, greatly reducing its power.

Jiuyou's face suddenly changed when he saw that his treasure was so easily slashed by Lin Fan's Immortal Killing Sword. There was a look of shock and disbelief in his eyes, as if he couldn't accept this fact.

You must know that his flat crutch is an enlightenment treasure that was sacrificed and refined by Taishang Taoist ancestors in ancient times. Although it is not as precious and powerful as fairy gold, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary magic weapons. However, now, it seemed so vulnerable to Lin Fan's Immortal Killing Sword.

"How is this possible?" Jiuyou couldn't help but exclaimed, his voice full of horror and confusion, "What is the origin of your sword? Why can it split my flat crutch?"

Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in his heart when he saw Jiuyou's shocked look. He smiled slightly, and the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand vibrated again, and those bright red sword lights swept towards Jiuyou again. "Do you want to know the origin of my sword? Then kneel down and sing Conquer!" Lin Fan said mockingly, "Or you can try to use your broken piece of wood to resist the attack of my sword."

Hearing Lin Fan's taunt, Jiuyou's face became even more ugly. He knew that he might have kicked the iron plate this time, but he was unwilling to admit defeat just like that. As a descendant of an ancient power, he has been arrogant and arrogant since he was a child. When has he ever been insulted like this?

"Boy, don't be too proud!" Jiuyou gritted his teeth and said, "Even if your sword can split my crutch, you may not be able to win me. I have the blood and inheritance of an ancient power. Not comparable to a nobody like you."

 Speaking, Jiuyou made secrets with both hands and muttered something in his mouth, as if he was preparing some powerful spell or magic weapon. The aura on his body also surged, as if he was about to trample the entire world under his feet.

 However, Lin Fan was not intimidated by Jiuyou's momentum. He looked at Jiuyou coldly, and waved the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand again, and those bright red sword lights swept towards Jiuyou again.

"The bloodline and inheritance of an ancient power? So what?" Lin Fan sneered, "In this world, strength is everything. Even if you have a noble bloodline and a powerful inheritance, if your strength is not strong enough, You can only let others control you.”

As he spoke, those bright red sword lights had already swept in front of Jiuyou. Jiuyou was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect Lin Fan's sword light to be so fast and sharp. He quickly waved the flat crutch in his hand, trying to resist the attacks of those sword lights.

However, those sword lights seemed to have spirituality, cleverly bypassing Jiuyou's crutches and striking straight at him. Jiuyou suddenly felt a sharp pain, and saw that his body had been hit by several sword rays, leaving deep wounds.

"Ah!" Jiuyou screamed, his body was shaky, as if he would fall down at any time. He looked at Lin Fan in horror, his eyes full of fear and disbelief, "You...you can really hurt me?"

Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in his heart when he saw Jiuyou's frightened look. He smiled slightly and waved the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand again, and those bright red sword lights swept toward Jiuyou again.

 (End of this chapter)