God-Level Recovery: Starting From The Twin Martial Soul

Chapter 51

“Grandpa, you, why are you here?”

Seeing the old man with white beard, Ye Chen called respectfully.

But the white-bearded old man ignored Ye Chen.

“Boy.”

“Use your lightsaber made of wind and thunder to kill me.”

The white-bearded old man said to Lin Fan.

“Hurry up, don’t dawdle.”

The old man said again in a cold voice.

“Oh.”

“Then, I will do it.”

“You are always careful.”

Lin Fan nodded.

The lightsaber blended with the power of wind and thunder was cut down at the white-bearded old man.

A breath of shattered Sword intent was released on this blue lightsaber.

Keng.

The sound of Sword Qi’s slashing sounded.

An invisible barrier appeared in front of the old man, directly absorbing Sword Qi.

“Brother Lin Fan.”

“You, do you understand my disillusionment Sword intent?”

Ye Chen’s eyes widened in disbelief at this moment.

Just now when Lin Fan’s body waved and broke the Sword intent, he thought it was a wrong induction.

After all, Ye Chen learned from his grandfather to destroy the Sword intent.

This has made him comprehend for a long time.

There is no third person in the whole world.

But when Lin Fan will burst the Sword intent on display.

Ye Chen only found out.

Lin Fan will really destroy the Sword intent.

Moreover, it was a bit hit immediately.

This smashed Sword intent, is it so easy to understand?

“Just now.”

“You kill me with the Sword Intent.”

“Then what, I feel like something will happen in an instant.”

Lin Fan said quickly.

“Episode?”

“But your epiphany speed is too exaggerated.”

The white-bearded old man said in shock.

“Is it because this kid only comprehends one-thousandth of the Sword intent, so the epiphany is short.”

Withered Wood said.

“possible.”

“If this is the case, this kid’s Martial Dao talent is too terrifying.”

The red robe old man nodded.

“Boy Lin Fan.”

“Come.”

“You come and try to perceive the Sword intent.”

The white-bearded old man said to Lin Fan again.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red.

Nine spirit rings moved up and down on its body.

The bright light of the red spirit ring reflected the surroundings, and the terrifying pressure seemed to completely freeze the air.

This white-bearded old man, Ye Chen’s grandfather, is the titled Douluo of Nine Rings.

Moreover, he actually had two spirit rings of one hundred thousand years old.

What a terrifying existence this is.

The old man with white beard restrained his coercion.

The Sword intent was released.

However, the Sword intent of the old man with white beard is completely different from Ye Chen.

Ye Chen only understood one in a thousand, not even a half-hearted.

However, the old man with white beard is completely shattered Sword intent.

Lin Fanyin was concealed in the disillusioned Sword intent, and could feel the more profound Martial Dao Realm, which was a more profound existence than Martial Dao’s artistic conception.

However, the white-bearded old man was deliberately suppressing and did not release it.

I felt the disillusionment of the old man with white beard releasing the Sword intent.

Lin Fan just felt a little bit, as if he was about to be torn apart.

Lin Fan estimated his own endurance limit, and gritted his teeth directly to feel more disillusioned Sword intent.

When Lin Fan came into contact with more disillusioned Sword intent, his eyes lit up, but the next moment.

Lin Fan’s body, like a cannonball, was shaken out.

“puff……”

A mouthful of blood spouted fiercely, and Lin Fan’s breath instantly wilted.

“Lin Fan.”

“Brother Lin Fan.”

Lu Luan and Ye Chen both called out slightly worried.

“I’m fine.”

“I’m just too weak.”

“The strength under this Title Douluo’s crown is too strong.”

“I can’t bear the coercion.”

Lin Fan shook his head.

Even if the white-bearded old man reduced his coercive aura.

But the burst Sword intent released, but it can’t converge.

After all, Lin Fan couldn’t feel it if he converged.

But directly feel this way and feel it.

Lin Fan couldn’t bear the horrible and devastating atmosphere released by Shattered Sword intent.

Just a breath.

If Lin Fan was more reckless, I’m afraid he would lose all his life.

Wipe off the blood from the corners of the mouth.

Lin Fan immediately sat down cross-legged, feeling the gain in that moment just now.

That’s right, although Lin Fan was directly severely injured by the old man with white beard’s smashing Sword intent.

But he did have a huge gain.

Time, three hours later.

“Ding. Destroy the Sword intent mission, 300/1000.”

The voice of the system rang in Lin Fan’s mind.