Fuck you!
They were supposed to take the main road, so how had he run into them on the side road?
They had agreed to wait, so why were they trying to kill him the moment they met? Did they have any professional ethics at all?
A burly Sunshine Sect disciple charged at Lin Fan with a nine-ring saber in hand, his killing intent boiling.
"We'll talk after you're dead."
The blade gleamed dazzlingly, the nine iron rings along its spine clattering as the wind whistled. One stroke would absolutely cleave him in two.
Lin Fan was furious, truly furious. Trying to hack him to death the moment they met-what a complete lack of manners.
He spread his hand. With a bang, his originally slender arm suddenly swelled, a curtain of light flowing over his palm as he grabbed straight for the nine-ring saber.
The nine-ring saber struck as though it had hit stone, unable to cut even a fraction of an inch deeper.
Lin Fan rejoiced inwardly. After reaching the body tempering fifth stage, his flesh was incomparably tough, like solid rock. This fellow actually wanted to hack him to death? You've got to be fucking dreaming.
His other palm slammed viciously into the Sunshine Sect disciple.
An immense force crashed into him. The Sunshine Sect disciple's eyes bulged, as though he had never expected his opponent to be so powerful. His mouth opened wide, and he violently spat out a mass of blood.
Lin Fan stomped the disciple underfoot, then looked ahead and said irritably, "I'm just asking, can we talk?"
The Sunshine Sect disciples about to charge over were all dumbstruck at the sight.
"How is that possible? Senior Brother was a powerhouse at the body tempering fourth stage, and his Nine-Ring Consecutive Slash was at the pinnacle of perfection. How could he lose in a single move?"
"Did you hear that sound just now? Flesh like stone-that's the sign of the body tempering fifth stage. This fellow is a powerhouse at the body tempering fifth stage."
These fellows already considered someone at the body tempering fifth stage a powerhouse?
They really hadn't seen a fucking thing.
With the Sunshine Sect disciple underfoot, Lin Fan looked at the densely packed crowd ahead, muttering inwardly. There were so many of them, at least two thousand, and he didn't even know whether any powerhouses were among them.
The fellow beneath his foot was clearly cannon fodder, a simple-minded idiot.
But things had already reached this point. Could he really chicken out?
Although he was already feeling a little chicken, he absolutely couldn't show it.
Lin Fan clasped his hands behind his back, his foot planted on the disciple, his gaze sharp. "Who's leading you? I'm just asking, can we have a chat?"
Just then, a man stepped forward. Dressed in blue, with narrow, elongated eyes, he looked like a sinister, crafty sort at a glance.
"You're a Flame Magnificence Sect disciple. What do you want to discuss?" the man asked darkly, his gaze sizing Lin Fan up.
In his eyes, this Flame Magnificence Sect disciple was at least at the body tempering fifth stage or higher.
But what puzzled him was why there was only one person. Could there be an ambush behind him?
Lin Fan had long since started cursing inwardly. This was fucking illogical. They should clearly have appeared on the main road, yet he had run into them on the side road.
Stay steady. I have to stay steady.
Then he gave a light cough and maintained his composure. "You started swinging a blade at me without distinguishing black from white. Couldn't you first ask what I'm here for? With the way you act, if I'd come to join you and wanted to give you some intelligence, how would I do that?"
In this situation, he had to run.
By the look of things, Lü Qiming and the others were at least safe, while things on his end were going to be exceptionally dangerous.
As for Heavenly Peak City, what the hell did that have to do with him? He had no family or friends here. Getting away came first.
"Senior Brother, be careful. This could be a trick," a disciple said cautiously, then looked at Lin Fan with fury in his eyes.
Because the burly man beneath Lin Fan's foot was his elder brother.
His elder brother was incredibly powerful, yet he had never expected him to be trampled to the ground, without the slightest room to resist. It infuriated him.
Qiu Li watched Lin Fan coldly. He didn't believe this fellow could stir up any waves. If he was alone, the two thousand disciples here could hack him to death with a slash apiece.
Besides, quite a few of their disciples were at the body tempering fifth stage, while he himself was at the eighth level of body tempering. His bones and marrow had both been cultivated to perfection, and he was a powerhouse on the verge of entering the body tempering ninth layer.
Killing him would be like slaughtering a dog.
But since the other party intended to join the Sunshine Sect, he could offer him a way to survive. Perhaps he could extract some useful information and earn a reward after returning.
At that moment, Qiu Li's expression softened considerably. "Fine, speak. As long as you sincerely wish to join us and provide useful information, I can spare your life. I can even show you special mercy and let you become a Sunshine Sect disciple."
Lin Fan waved his hand. "No, I think you've got it wrong. I'm not here to join anyone. What I mean is, I happened to pass through here. I have absolutely nothing to do with them. Let's pretend we never met. You go burn, kill, and plunder, and I'll slip away quietly. How about giving me some face?"
At this moment, Qiu Li's expression turned terrifyingly dark. "Are you toying with me?"
"No, I really am not. I really was just fucking passing through. Can't we pretend we never met? As for this fellow, how about I let him go?" Lin Fan said.
Qiu Li had never imagined that trash from the Flame Magnificence Sect would toy with him. His fury immediately became impossible to quell. "Kill him!"
The moment Lin Fan heard this, he exploded.
"Why are you all so bloodthirsty?"
"Motherfuckers! If you can hack me to death, I'll take your surname!" Without another word, Lin Fan grabbed the nine-ring saber and harvested the burly man beneath his foot.
Points +40
Huh!
He hadn't expected to gain forty points from killing one person. Not bad at all.
What the hell did he have to fear now? He had an immortal body. At worst, he would fight a round. Who was afraid of whom?
The Sunshine Sect disciples instantly surrounded Lin Fan. Although he had never practiced saber techniques, his strength had reached the body tempering fifth stage, and the force behind each blow was terrifyingly powerful.
Points +20. Points +10.
Lin Fan discovered that killing different people awarded different points. It probably had something to do with their cultivation.
Points have reached one hundred. A draw is available.
Draw, draw, hurry up and draw.
Lin Fan's greatest dream right now was to escape. He had never intended to fight these fellows to the bitter end.
But in this situation, if he didn't reap a little benefit, could he face himself?
One hundred points consumed. Bronze draw: obtained Tang Sect hidden weapon, Torrential Rain Pear Blossom Needles (range: 5 × 5).
Lin Fan hacked a disciple beside him to the ground, inwardly exclaiming, What the fuck? What did I draw?
How had the Tang Sect's hidden weapon, Torrential Rain Pear Blossom Needles, appeared?
But at this point, he couldn't worry about that much. There were too many enemies, and he couldn't hold out anymore. He immediately threw out the Torrential Rain Pear Blossom Needles.
The Sunshine Sect disciples paid no heed to this little thing and ignored it outright.
Then a terrifying scene unfolded.
Dozens of silver needles shot out explosively, dealing area damage. Screams rang out one after another, a sight too miserable to bear.
Points +10 Points +20
In the blink of an eye, his points accumulated to 720.
Lin Fan was stunned. This was way too fucking satisfying.
Draw!
Keep drawing!
One hundred points consumed. Bronze draw: obtained one Huaxia-made Type 82-2 egg-shaped hand grenade!
Seeing the disciples slaughtered by this fellow, Qiu Li burned with rage. His imposing presence abruptly erupted as he leaped up, his body like a great roc, and struck his palm toward Lin Fan.
"Die!"
Bang!
Lin Fan immediately felt the Qi and blood inside him churn, without the slightest ability to fight back. He was just trash at the body tempering fifth stage. This fellow was definitely stronger than him, and by a great deal-definitely a bigger piece of trash.
Just one palm strike had nearly taken his life.
Pfft!
He violently spat out a mouthful of blood.
The grenade he had just drawn flew out of his robes, tracing a parabola through the air.
Lin Fan's heart jolted. He reached out to grab it, crying out in heart-rending anguish, "My Holy Spirit Invincible Miraculous Earthly Dipper Heart-Saving Pill! My only chance to break through to the Earthly Dipper Realm!"
At first, Qiu Li hadn't paid much attention to the thing flying out, but when he suddenly heard its name, he immediately felt that it was probably no ordinary treasure.
Holy Spirit Invincible Miraculous Earthly Dipper Heart-Saving Pill-just tell him that name wasn't domineering.
Especially the words "Earthly Dipper Realm," which stimulated him even more.
Then he leaped through the air and caught it in his hand.
A trace of a smile suddenly appeared on his previously gloomy face. He then looked at Lin Fan, a hint of smugness showing in his eyes.