"This, this is impossible!" Young Master Tianqing's eyes were filled with disbelief as he watched his Acquired Sword Guardian Dharma Idol vanish into thin air and Xiao Fan's attack head on.
To be honest, he did not place Shen Tuxiong in his eyes at all these days. Although Shen Tuxiong was the Patrol Lord, his position of Patrol Lord was more due to his upright and plainspoken character. He was chosen by the Lord of the Holy Land, which was why he became the Patrol Lord with such high authority.
In terms of strength, almost all of the Saints in the Sacred Land were stronger than Shen Tuxiong, including himself.
However, the position of Patrol Lord was too important. Furthermore, behind the ten Patrols stood the Sacred Land Lord, the true Sect Master of the Aqua Cloud Sacred Land. Therefore, he had no choice but to tolerate Shen Tuxiong. Shen Tuxiong even dared to reprimand him in public.
After Xiao Fan killed Shen Tuxiong with a single palm strike, Young Master Tianqing was unsure of Xiao Fan's strength. He originally thought that Xiao Fan was incomparably terrifying, but after their first exchange, he realized that Xiao Fan was only so-so. However, things in the world were often reversed. When Xiao Fan attacked again, Young Master Tianqing finally realized how terrifying Xiao Fan was!
The Acquired Sword Guardian Dharma Idol that he relied on the most was a joke!
"It's over!" Seeing the Blood Spirit Soul-slashing Blade coming at him, Young Master Tianqing's entire body turned cold as despair filled his eyes.
But at that moment!
A tyrannical force suddenly erupted from his body, blocking Xiao Fan's blade and dissolving Xiao Fan's attack. At the same time, a long sigh sounded.
"Old man, wasn't the lesson I taught you last time not enough? You still dare to attack this time? "Seeing this scene, Magic Sword sneered.
"I have no choice. If this brat dies, I won't be any better off. Therefore, I can only attack!" The old voice in Young Master Tianqing's body sighed deeply.
"But even if you attack, it's useless!" Magic Sword shook his head.
"I know, so I wonder if the two of you can give me some face and let this kid go, and also let this old man go?" The old voice within Young Master Tianqing's body transformed into a black old man's shadow and floated out. He stood in front of Xiao Fan and clasped his hands towards Xiao Fan with an obsequious smile.
"Old geezer, to tell you the truth, this kid is dead for sure today. Not to mention you pleading for leniency, even if the Heavenly Emperor came, it would still be the same!" In the end, the Magic Sword flew out of Xiao Fan's body by itself. It looked at the old voice in Young Master Tianqing's body and shook its head. "You won't die if you leave. At most, you'll lose a lot of power!"
"So, I'll give you a piece of advice. Get out of this brat's body immediately. Otherwise, the two of us will chop you up as well!"
Hearing the final Magic Sword's words, the old voice in Young Master Tianqing's body didn't say anything else. He just stood there in silence. At the same time, a chill slowly spread out from his body.
"Oh? Not happy? Decided to make a move? "The final Magic Sword raised its eyebrows and laughed.
"This old man is a provincial commander of Holy Kingdom from ten thousand years ago, Sima Luankong!" The old voice in Young Master Tianqing's body slowly raised its head and looked at Xiao Fan and the final Magic Sword. "When this old man was still alive, as long as I opened my mouth, anyone would give this old man, Sima Luankong, some face!"
"You're the first person this old man has met that didn't give this old man any face. You're also the most arrogant person this old man has met in his life!"
"If that's the case, then this old man has no other choice. I can only meet the two of you and see what kind of background you two have."
"You were once from Holy Kingdom?" Xiao Fan suddenly asked.
"That's right!" Sima Luankong's voice carried a trace of arrogance.
"The Holy Kingdom's Sima Clan is your family right?" Xiao Fan said calmly.
"Yes!" Sima Luankong was startled. He didn't understand why Xiao Fan would ask such a question, but he still answered subconsciously, "This old man was once the Clan Leader of the Sima Clan!"
"Oh, then I'm sorry. The Sima Clan has already been destroyed by me. You're the last one. Once I get rid of you, the Sima Clan will be completely destroyed and will no longer exist in this world!" Xiao Fan said.
"What did you say?" Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Sima Luankong was momentarily stunned. Then he said dumbfoundedly.
"Old geezer, looks like you've been in a deep sleep ever since you died ten thousand years ago. You don't even know what happened in this world!" The final Magic Sword chuckled, "But it doesn't matter. You're the last of your Sima Clan. Once I kill you today, there will no longer be a Sima Clan in this world!"
"Impossible, this is impossible!" Sima Luankong roared loudly, "My Sima Clan is one of the ten clans of Holy Kingdom. There are countless experts in the clan, and we even have the three great Laozu Sects. How could we be destroyed?"
"The three great Laozu Sects? You're talking about the three Sima Tian, Sima Ma, and Sima Shan? "The final Magic Sword chuckled," Those three old geezers are hard to deal with, but so what? It's not like they can't be killed. Moreover, my boss is personally taking action. Even if those three old geezers have three heads and six arms, they'll still die without a doubt! "
"You're the one who killed the three Laozu Sects of our Sima Clan? You, who are you? " At this moment, Sima Luankong's heart began to beat wildly. Then, the rebellious heart that had risen up with great difficulty vanished like smoke into thin air. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Fan as he said bitterly.
"You don't need to know who I am. If you really want to know, then go to hell and ask the three Laozu Sects of your Sima Clan!" Xiao Fan didn't say anything else. He grabbed the final Magic Sword and looked emotionlessly at Young Master Tianqing and Sima Luankong.
"Let's go!" Looking at Xiao Fan and the final Magic Sword, the terrifying pressure that Xiao Fan had given Sima Luankong a few days ago surged into his heart once more. Sima Luankong was incomparably terrified, and then he suddenly cried out in fear. He grabbed Young Master Tianqing and fled madly into the distance.
"Go!" Xiao Fan raised his hand and flicked his wrist. He immediately shot the final Magic Sword towards Sima Luankong and Young Master Tianqing's backs.
Puchi!
In the end, the Magic Sword laughed loudly, and then it shot forward like a black bolt of lightning. It caught up to Sima Luankong and Young Master Tianqing in the blink of an eye. Without any obstruction, it pierced through Sima Luankong's back and deeply stabbed into Young Master Tianqing's back.
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