C141 Heaven's Wrath Is Famous
C141 Heaven's Wrath Is Famous
"Lion Swallow!"
Following the sound of the third brother's voice, the red light grew thicker and the illusory figure became extremely focused. Whistling sounds rang out and the weaker cultivators could feel the pain in their eardrums.
Lion Devour was one of the soul skills that Old Qiao had comprehended. The effect was to directly devour the opponent's attack, causing the opponent's attack to become formless.
Zhang Fan's face had a hint of a sneer on it. He had already seen what Qiao Lao San's soul skill was when it came out, but he wasn't afraid of swallowing it in one gulp. If you were swallowed by a python, and if you consciously took a knife and stabbed it out without doing anything else, there would be no need to say what would happen. The snake would tear open the stomach, and you would suffocate as you breathed in fresh air.
If a Lion's Swallow delusional attempt to devour his sword intent, then he only had one choice: his opponent's soul skill would explode.
However, shouldn't he have done something just now? As his gaze flickered, Zhang Fan's soul consciousness instantly surged, and the purple light became tyrannical again. Accompanying the attack of his soul consciousness, Zhang Fan's attack charged towards Old Qiao San at a speed twice as fast as before.
"Swallow!"
Sneering coldly, the congealed shadow not far from Old Qiao opened its bloody maw. A powerful suction force instantly spread out from the shadow. At this moment, Zhang Fan's body retreated far away.
One second, two seconds … That shadow had an extremely strong suction force, and in that instant, that terrifying sword intent was all swallowed up by that shadow.
At this moment, his expression changed slightly. Raising his head to look at the shadow in front of him, he discovered that the shadow had started to twist and distort; if he were to put it another way to describe it, it would be a different case.
When the spectators below the platform saw this scene, they also retreated backwards. And at this moment, an ear-piercing sound rang out, as the silhouette instantly burst into motion. What followed was the ice-cold sword intent.
Old Qiao's reaction speed was also abnormally fast. The red light in his body rose up and enveloped his entire body. In a blur, one could hear Qiao Lao San's low shout. Clearly, it was a defensive cultivation technique or soul skill.
The surging energy vibrated and dispersed in all directions. Zhang Fan's gaze also fluctuated a little, and after a deep breath, the Martial Spirit in his body and the power of the Purple Clouds all surged out. In that instant, Zhang Fan rushed towards the location of the explosion.
That energy lasted for about five seconds before it slowly weakened. At this time, everyone raised their heads, and a shocking scene appeared. Two figures stood together, but the difference was that Zhang Fan's sword was placed against Old Qiao's neck.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's face was slightly pale, but his black pupils had a hint of happiness to them. This victory without Xuan Yuan's help definitely had a great deal to do with the energy he had just absorbed, because that Devouring Soul Skill had compressed itself as it entered. At the moment that he was unable to endure it any longer, he had added the strength of Qiao Lao San himself.
And it just so happened that Zhang Fan used this opportunity to allow his body to pass through the energy that was being held by him. At the most critical moment, he had managed to subdue the third brother of the Qiao brothers.
Moreover, when he was passing through the energy, the energy within his body was being depleted by multiple times. He was also at a loss because most of the attacks came from the sword intent, and his understanding of sword intent came up step by step, so his understanding of sword intent was still the most fundamental thing. To put it simply, it was still Zhang Fan's crazy thought process.
This was also one of the reasons why Zhang Fan was able to stand in front of Old Qiao. If it were any other type of energy, Zhang Fan wouldn't dare to try it.
In fact, the reason why he could win was because of the dangers. After all, if he didn't fall into the tiger's den, then he wouldn't fall into the tiger's den. If Zhang Fan was able to make this decision, then he would take a step forward.
At this moment, the third brother Qiao still hadn't recovered from his shock. After a long while, his expression changed. His gaze fell onto the pale-faced Zhang Fan. He couldn't believe it. Why did it suddenly end like this?
If Zhang Fan knew what Qiao Lao San was thinking, Zhang Fan would recall an advertisement where a woman was lying on a bed asking a nurse, 'Is it starting?' The nurse replied that it was already over …
The third brother looked at the silent Zhang Fan and glanced at the sword on his neck. He could feel the icy coldness and bone-piercing coldness coming from the sword, as if if if he were to move, the sword would ruthlessly wipe it away. He believed that Zhang Fan would be able to do it.
The reason why Zhang Fan was able to kill Nie Xiao was because the latter wasn't relying on his full strength. What was even more frightening was Zhang Fan's thoughts. You couldn't figure out Zhang Fan's intentions at all.
If it was said that the battle between Qiao Lao San and Zhang Fan was a life-and-death battle, then he would probably be an ice-cold corpse by now.
Taking a deep breath, Old Qiao's body trembled slightly. After a long while, a bitter voice could be heard, "I've lost."
Although he was not a violent person, he was still a person who dared to admit defeat. Otherwise, he would not have been able to reach his current level.
"Thanks!" Zhang Fan let out a small breath, and the sound of the sword being ground together rang out again. Once again, the sword sank into the scabbard.
Zhang Fan's words of thanks were extremely sincere. Although he didn't really understand the personality of the third brother, it wasn't easy for him to say that he lost.
At this moment, he didn't linger any longer and directly walked down the platform. He didn't even greet Fatty and the others as he slowly walked out of the arena, and soon disappeared into the hazy night.
At this time, a white-dressed Ouyang Xian'er had caught up to him. Others might not be able to tell, and some might even think that Zhang Fan was fine. However, he was extremely clear in his heart.
With Zhang Fan's personality, he definitely wouldn't allow others to see his weakness. How could a proud and unyielding person be proud and haughty? He was an unyielding and unyielding person with an arrogant and unyielding character.
Only after Zhang Fan and Ouyang Xian`er left did everyone return to their senses. Fatty and the others were extremely excited, afraid that the news of the captain of the Celestial Punishment Squad defeating the captain of the Wildlion squad would spread throughout the entire academy the next day.
After Zhang Fan returned to Old Cao's courtyard, he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood. A general rank expert was still very powerful. However, he had won the battle without relying on Xuan Yuan. The price was definitely worth it.
The sound of hurried footsteps rang out. Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and quickly wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth. Turning around, he saw Ouyang Xian`er's silhouette rushing over in panic.
She pulled out a smile and said, "Xian'Er, why are you in such a hurry?"
"Young master …" Ouyang Xian`er carefully sized Zhang Fan up. Her body trembled slightly as she said, "Young master, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. What's wrong?" Zhang Fan shook his head.
"You're lying young master!" Ouyang Xian'er tightly bit her lips. Although the sky was already hazy, she still discovered something close to Zhang Fan. Her heart ached once more, and tears welled up in her eyes once more.
Zhang Fan froze as he stared at Ouyang Xian`er. After a brief glance, he finally understood what was going on. He sighed as his lips trembled, but no words came out.
"Young master, Xian`er won't allow you to treat yourself like this in the future," Ouyang Xian`er said in a tearful voice.
"Okay." Zhang Fan forced a smile and said, "But is it really possible?"
"Young master, quickly go in and have a good rest!" Ouyang Xian`er took two steps forward, quickly arriving in front of Zhang Fan and grabbing his arm.
When they reached the room, Ouyang Xian`er made Zhang Fan lie on the bed and said, "Young master, rest well. Xian`er will cook some porridge for you." After she said those words, Ouyang Xian`er took another look at Zhang Fan's pale face and quickly ran outside.
Looking at Ouyang Xian`er's back, Zhang Fan forced a smile. He could still bear with this injury, but against Magic Beast Forest, this kind of injury was nothing.
After a long time, Zhang Fan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Accompanied by a purple light, he also entered the state of recuperation.
About twenty minutes later, footsteps rang out. Zhang Fan opened his eyes and saw Ouyang Xian`er carrying a bowl of congee in, and as he was about to sit up, Ouyang Xian`er put down the bowl of congee and quickly walked up to him. She took the initiative to help him up, and when he was leaning against the bed, she picked up the bowl of congee and sat down next to Zhang Fan.