275: Yuan Cang's murderous intention, violent battle! [Seeking follow-up reading]

Ling Zhen, standing beside him, also had killing intent surging in his eyes as he looked at Lin Fan.

Immediately, the two figures moved, suspending themselves in the air, intercepting Lin Fan from both sides.

From their posture, it was clear they intended to act together and kill Lin Fan.

Facing Yuan Cang and Ling Zhen, who were filled with murderous intent, Lin Fan remained calm, his internal Yuan Power surging out.

Yuan Cang and Ling Zhen wanted to kill Lin Fan, and why wouldn't Lin Fan want to kill them?

Soon after, Ling Qingzhu was going to a place called the Taiqing Immortal Pool, which had certain dangers, and Lin Fan had already decided to go with her.

Once Lin Fan left, Yuan Cang and Ling Zhen would pose a fatal threat to the Dao Sect Disciples!

To avoid the tragic scene from the original story, Lin Fan decided to kill Yuan Cang and Ling Zhen first.

As long as they were killed, the other Disciples of Yuan Gate would not pose much of a threat to Dao Sect.

Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted beside Lin Fan; Ling Qingzhu, who had been standing behind him, stepped forward with light lotus steps, blocking his path.

"Qingzhu? What is the meaning of this?"

Yuan Cang's eyes grew even colder when he saw Ling Qingzhu blocking Lin Fan.

"Senior Brother Yuan Cang, I was able to reach this place entirely thanks to Lin Fan's guidance; I owe him a favor, so if you intend to act now, Qingzhu fears she cannot stand idly by."

Ling Qingzhu's thin veil fluttered slightly, and her clear voice seemed to even suppress the heat in the world.

Yuan Cang's face darkened to the extreme upon hearing this, and in the depths of his eyes, a thunderous rage seemed to surge.

Many in the Eastern Xuan Region knew that Yuan Cang liked Ling Qingzhu; although there had been no progress between them, he had always regarded Ling Qingzhu as his exclusive possession.

Now, Ling Qingzhu actually came forward to help Lin Fan against them, which clearly provoked the usually indifferent Yuan Cang quite a bit.

"Lin Fan, are you going to hide behind a woman?" Yuan Cang stared at Lin Fan with a gloomy expression, his voice filled with anger.

Lin Fan's expression was calm; he took a step forward, passed Ling Qingzhu, and turned his head to look at her, saying, "I'll handle it myself."

Seeing that Ling Qingzhu was about to say something more, Lin Fan smiled and said, "You should know me; I am not one to act recklessly. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked you to help me block Lin Langtian in the Ancient Tomb Mansion back then."

"They want to kill me, and coincidentally, I also want to kill them. As the leader of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace Disciples, it's not appropriate for you to interfere. But don't worry, this time, they are the ones who will die!"

Ling Qingzhu's cheeks beneath her thin veil became slightly unnatural upon hearing this, clearly recalling that absurd scene from back then.

Looking at the confident young man, Ling Qingzhu gently bit her lip, her clear eyes slightly lowered, concealing the complex emotions within them, and ultimately said nothing more.

"What big talk! I'd like to see who will die! Attack!"

Yuan Cang looked down at Lin Fan from above, a cold sneer escaping his lips.

The last sentence was naturally directed at Ling Zhen beside him.

"Brother Lin Fan, let me handle Ling Zhen," Lin Dong, standing beside Lin Fan, stepped forward and said.

Lin Fan hesitated slightly, then nodded and said, "Be careful."

"Okay," Lin Dong replied, then actively moved to meet the young King Ling Zhen, his immense Yuan Power erupting from within him.

"Hehe, Dao Sect Disciples are truly more arrogant than the last. You, a piece of trash in the Seven Yuan Nirvana Realm, dare to challenge me!"

Ling Zhen sneered when he saw Lin Dong approach, then pointed his folding fan in the air, and a chilling gust of wind tore through the air, blasting towards Lin Dong.

Seeing this, Lin Dong's eyes flashed with solemnity, and he frantically activated the Yuan Power within him, forming a layer of green Dragon scales on his body. A pair of Dragon wings emerged from his back, and with a flash of his wings, he dodged the chilling gust of wind.

Immediately, Lin Dong actually charged towards Ling Zhen, his right leg, covered in Dragon scales, fiercely kicking towards Ling Zhen.

"Still have the mind to watch others fight? You should be more concerned about your own life and death first!"

Lin Fan was watching the battle between Lin Dong and Ling Zhen when a chilling voice came from beside his ear.

At the same time, a black iron Sword appeared silently in Yuan Cang's hand. With a shake of the Sword body, countless sharp Sword Qi streaks roared out, like a sky full of stars, engulfing Lin Fan!

"Vermillion Bird Fire Shield!"

Lin Fan let out a low cry in his heart, his hands rapidly changing, and his internal Yuan Power surged out frantically.

In the blink of an eye, a crimson light shield, burning with three-colored flames, resembling both a cauldron and a bell, formed around his body, enveloping him.

Around the light shield, a Vermilion Bird phantom was circling and flying continuously!

"Chiiii chiiii chiiii!"

Countless Sword Qi streaks had just attacked the crimson light shield when they were quickly melted away!

"You want to kill me? Such a small trick is useless," Lin Fan shook his head slightly, a sneer escaping his lips.

As his voice fell, Lin Fan ascended into the air, and a vast crimson light surged out from within his body. These crimson lights wrapped around his body, then began to condense.

"Caw!"

A moment later, a majestic cry suddenly rang out.

A crimson light phantom, several hundred feet in size, actually condensed at this moment, and a powerful pressure permeated down from the sky. At that instant, it was as if a true Sacred Beast Vermilion Bird had descended!

"Vermilion Bird Descends!"

The several hundred-foot-tall Vermilion Bird soared in the sky above Lin Fan, and the entire sky seemed to ignite with crimson flames, dazzling to the eyes!

"Go!"

Lin Fan's mind stirred slightly, and he let out a soft cry.

Instantly, the hundreds of feet large Vermilion Bird let out a majestic cry, its wings flapping, and in a flash, it arrived before Yuan Cang.

The massive Vermilion Bird swung its claws, fiercely grabbing at Yuan Cang, and the surrounding space seemed to be torn open with cracks!

Seeing this scene, Yuan Cang's eyes also became solemn. His body trembled slightly, and vast and boundless Yuan Power suddenly roared out from within him. Then, he bent his two fingers and pointed them in the air.

"Emperor Yuan Scripture, Emperor Yuan Sword Finger!"

A low shout, accompanied by Yuan Cang's two fingers pointing out, also suddenly resounded in mid-air.

Then, a brilliant light suddenly condensed from Yuan Cang's fingertips, quickly transforming into an extremely massive light Sword!

Finally, his eyes were icy cold, and with a flick of his two fingers, the light Sword, imbued with an extremely terrifying destructive power, fiercely slashed down towards the Vermilion Bird phantom!

Boom!

The light Sword collided with the Vermilion Bird's claws, producing a deafening roar.

Violent energy fluctuations swept out, and space itself became distorted!

"Crack!"

Terrifying force surged, the earth cracked, and terrifying fissures spread in all directions.

Boom boom!

The giant stone altar below, subjected to the invasion of violent Yuan Power fluctuations, suddenly emitted a low rumbling sound.

Immediately, the giant stone actually began to slowly squirm, and waves of intense light continuously emanated from within the altar.

These lights intertwined, seemingly forming a giant light array!

The light array descended, perfectly enveloping the entire altar!

Lin Fan glanced at the light shield, his expression flickering slightly, but he temporarily ignored it, continuing to urge the Vermilion Bird to attack Yuan Cang.

"Crack crack!"

A moment later, the light Sword unleashed by Yuan Cang was crushed into fragments by the Vermilion Bird's claws, emitting crisp sounds.

Immediately, the crimson claws tore through the air, once again grabbing towards Yuan Cang's chest. (End of Chapter)