Urban Invincibility 9 Years

To say that Lin Fan's avatar is quite cynical.

Especially when he faced such a poor demon cultivator in front of him, the disdain and contempt rising from the bottom of his heart were even more vivid on the paper.

After all, using the opponent's means to frighten the opponent is no different to killing them than killing them.

And the "strong man" of Xianzong in front of him obviously didn't expect that he would have such a great way to face this young man in white.

Therefore, looking at the densely packed white-clothed figures that continued to appear in the dense forest of the Hundred Thousand Mountains for a while, the expression on his face was completely numb.

It wasn't until a long while later that the man in the hat who had reached the Nascent Soul Realm looked like he had just woken up from a dream.

It's just that the way he looked at Lin Fan's clone suddenly changed at this time, becoming confused and puzzled.

"This is, is this the demon fission method lost by the Demon Sect?"

Before he finished speaking, the man in the bamboo hat frantically shook his head again to deny what he just said.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"The Dafa of Heavenly Demon Fission is the secret of Mingzong."

"Besides, even the last suzerain of Mingzong has only cultivated this exercise to the fifth level."

"You, how could you, how could you conjure up so many clones?"

Before the man in the hat could finish expressing his horrifying remarks, Lin Fan's avatar showed an impatient expression on the other side.

"Heh, boy, it's already this time, what's the point of talking about so many things?"

"You just need to know that even Tu Han Sanqian, who was said to be invincible during the Tribulation Period of the Demon Sect, couldn't go through fifty moves in my hands."

"So, today's weedy and smoky place will be your burial place."

After a wave of BI installed, Lin Fan's avatar no longer did those seemingly useless chores.

He just hummed lightly.

Then, the countless phantoms of clones that came from fission returned to the main body again.

Immediately afterwards, his abnormally white palm suddenly turned into a sharp claw, and he grabbed the man in the hat at a very fast speed.

For this reason, the man in the hat immediately turned pale with fright.

In the next second, the eight identical figures attacked Lin Fan's clone in a well-organized manner.

However, facing the siege from all sides, Lin Fan's avatar still walked back and forth among the opponent's many figures like a stroll in the courtyard.

Even if one or two magic tricks fell on him occasionally, it didn't cause any ripples.

It seems that Lin Fan's avatar is born with the attribute of invincibility, and any skills falling on him will be ineffective.

And these killer moves of the Demon Sect that made ordinary monks feel frightened, not to mention hurting Lin Fan's body, even the pure white gown he was wearing could not cause any damage. It's a bit of destruction.

For this reason, the man in the hat was completely panicked after fighting a few moves.

After all, he never thought that the young man in front of him could be so tyrannical.

You know, even the contemporary lord of Xianzong would not dare to use his body to resist his fatal blow, but the white-clothed boy in front of him still seemed to be okay after being punched by him a few times. Yes, that lively posture almost raised the middle finger towards him, expressing contempt.

"It's so annoying."

"This seat, this seat's Demon Sealing Fist fell on him without even a layer of floating ash."

"How is this possible?"

"Could it be that this kid has broken free from the shackles of humanity and achieved the realm of a human fairy?"

Thinking of this, the expression on the man's face became more serious.

However, what made this "strong man" of the Xianzong even more unexpected was that facing his tangled and frightened inner activities, the avatar of Lin Fan who was surrounded by the eight shadows suddenly smiled and explained to him. Confused: "Hehe, Xianzong boy, you really think too much."

"I'm not some legendary fairy."

"Of course, even if a human immortal is alive, I'm afraid there is no Dharma body with such a strong ability to resist attacks like Lao Tzu."

"After all, I'm not even afraid of thunder and punishment from heaven, let alone your little Demon Sealing Fist?"

As soon as Lin Fan's avatar said this, the man in the hat immediately felt his brain buzzing.

After all, the other party's reassurance simply subverted his three views of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

And what's more terrible is that the young man in front of him can actually see through his inner monologue.

Such supernatural powers are simply beyond what he, a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, can imagine.

However, just as the Xianzong's man in the hat was distracted and astonished, Lin Fan's avatar also chose to strike again.

I saw that his white palm suddenly turned into a fist, and then lightly slammed towards his whole body.

In the next second, streaks of terrifying black devilish energy spread out from his fist wind.

And the back of that white hand is curled up in the boundless evil spirit, just like a white lotus blooming from hell.

That feeling is both cold and overwhelming.

"Feng, the Demon Sealing Fist?"

Seeing the wind of the opponent's fist continuously spread, and the earth-shattering power instantly shattered all the avatars he had transformed, the man in the hat at that time shrank his pupils suddenly, and spit out this incredible question in amazement.

Regarding this, Lin Fan's avatar floated in front of him casually.

"That's right, it's the Demon Sealing Fist."

"Besides, this is the authentic Sealing Demon Fist, which is vastly different from the incomplete version you learned."

Hearing this wave of ruthless ridicule from "Lin Fan", the man in the hat obviously couldn't hold back, and spat out a mouthful of old blood with a "puchi".

Of course, this guy is still a little alert.

After being severely injured by Lin Fan's avatar, he didn't spit out the blood in vain, but sprayed it on "Lin Fan"'s face unexpectedly.

At the same time, he secretly turned his hands away, and frantically pinched the formula behind him.

For a moment, the dense forest surrounded by the miasma that the two of them were in immediately surged with blood mist that made it difficult to open one's eyes.

In response to this, Lin Fan's avatar raised his whole body's energy without haste, and successfully blocked the mouthful of blood that the man in the hat spewed towards him.

Just in this way, it also gave the other party time to withdraw and escape.

In this way, in just a split second, the man in the hat in the black long gown escaped without a trace under the lock of Lin Fan's avatar's divine sense.

However, when this "strong man" of the Xianzong fled in a hurry, Lin Fan's face did not show the slightest hint of discouragement. Slowly showing a tricky smile.

"Hehe, run away, run away."

"When you get there, kid, you will understand what it means to cast a long line and catch big fish."

"And you are the bait I let out"