Chapter 835: Chapter 835

Xing Yun, Nie Shuang, Zheng Feng, and Yuan Zi were taken aback, feeling an urge to laugh.

"Hmm... haha... hahahaha... dead, that idiot is dead! Hahahaha! Offended the Sword Young Master, deserved death, deserved it!" Nie Shuang couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

His laughter echoed abruptly across the square.

Gao Qing, Matthew, and Gongsun Yuan all looked somewhat uneasy.

"Lin Fan is dead just like that?" Gongsun Yuan asked, her pretty face a bit pale.

"He should be dead!" Gao Qing nodded woodenly, without sadness or joy.

"Heh! That kid, deserved death! Almost got us implicated too, who's bad to offend? Even dared to offend the Sword Young Master, isn't that seeking his own death? Serves him right! Ptui!" Matthew spat heavily, spitting a mouthful of saliva on the ground.

"You shut up! Matthew, stop talking!" Su Qiong's beautiful eyes were red, filled with bloodshot veins, glaring angrily at Matthew.

Matthew's eyebrows furrowed, sneering, "Su Qiong, Lin Fan is already dead, you must accept this fact! Moreover, even though you're a Direct Disciple of the Palace Master, you better watch your words, or don't blame me for being rude!"

"Oh? Is that so? Feel free to try being rude?"

An icy voice came through!

Matthew shivered all over; that voice... sounded so familiar... impossible!

Matthew lifted his head in terror, looking towards the source of the voice, in the sky...

Lin Fan stood suspended in the air, looking down at everyone, making them all tremble involuntarily!

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"How is this possible! That strike from the Sword Young Master even obliterated the Void, turning it into nothingness, how could he possibly not be dead?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Everyone below stood there dumbfounded, their scalps tingling with numbness.

None of them could have avoided that strike, yet Lin Fan... was not only alive... but seemed perfectly fine, how could this be!!!

Su Qiong wept with joy, breaking into a smile, seeing that Lin Fan was okay, her heart instantly rejoiced.

Xing Yun, Nie Shuang, Zheng Feng, and Yuan Zi were barely happy for just ten breaths of time when their hearts immediately sank into the abyss, Lin Fan didn't die?

"You actually didn't die? Interesting! This young master is starting to take you seriously!" Jian Wushuang looked at Lin Fan, slightly nodding, his expression still without sadness or joy, very calm and composed!

"It's a pity, you have no chance now, it's my turn to strike!" Lin Fan grinned.

His movement technique was incredibly bizarre, as soon as his words fell, he appeared right in front of Jian Wushuang in an instant, raising a fist and blasting out!

Even Jian Wushuang couldn't react, suffering Lin Fan's terrifying punch, with the Power of six hundred universes, how terrifying!

Jian Wushuang spat out a mouthful of blood as his entire body flew backward, his face instantly turning from calm to hideously twisted, like a devil, glaring fiercely at Lin Fan, his eyes red as blood threads filled them as he roared: "Impossible! Totally impossible, how can you..."

Lin Fan didn't bother to listen to Jian Wushuang and didn't wait for him to finish his sentence.

Another punch blasted out!

Jian Wushuang's entire body flew backward again, his chest sunken, looking utterly miserable!

Lin Fan's speed was simply terrifying, almost instantaneous.

Indeed, it was like that!

With a force of six hundred billion jin on Jian Wushuang, it couldn't fully finish him off, that surprised Lin Fan a bit.

"What's going on? Emperor Jade, this kid's body is pretty tough! My punch's force was at least six hundred billion jin, and Jian Wushuang didn't die?" Lin Fan was also somewhat surprised.

"He possesses the Sword Heart Body!" Emperor Jade explained.

"Sword Heart Body? What's that?" Lin Fan asked curiously.

Emperor Jade explained, "It's a type of physique that uses Sword Intent to temper the body, as long as his Sword Intent isn't destroyed, the person won't die, unless you can overcome his Sword Intent, you can kill him! This physique is extremely rare, only people with a very firm Sword Heart can condense the Sword Heart Body, showing that Jian Wushuang is not simple!"

"So what if it's the Sword Heart Body, I can still blow him up!" Lin Fan chuckled lightly.

Lin Fan's punch landed on Jian Wushuang's face, almost blasting his head apart, Jian Wushuang felt dizzy, flying backward like a dead dog, heavily landing on the ground.

Witnessing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded!

"Sword Young Master..."

"This... how is this possible!"

"What did I just see?"

"Sword Young Master was... defeated... and couldn't fight back?"

The cultivators in the square were talking, all unable to believe their eyes, it was too terrifying, too horrifying.

A slap landed on Jian Wushuang's face, leaving a bloody handprint on his handsome face!

"You think you're so tough? Keep pretending! Why aren't you acting now? So arrogant all the time! Why aren't you saying anything now? Sword Young Master, I'm so scared! Really scared!"

Lin Fan stepped forward once more, delivering another slap!

It landed on the other side of Jian Wushuang's face!

"You bullied others, I don't care! But even my woman, you want to touch, what brand of trash do you think you are?" Lin Fan asked mockingly.

Lin Fan's slaps fell like raindrops, not giving Jian Wushuang any chance to respond.

Jian Wushuang's inner being blazed with fury, he was completely mad, his eyes bulging, gritting his teeth, roaring: "Ah! Ah! Ah!!!!... Lin Fan, you deserve to die! You deserve to die!"

Jian Wushuang went mad!

He could no longer maintain his initial composure, his mental defenses shattered!

While Lin Fan remained incredibly calm and composed.

At first, Jian Wushuang thought of himself as a Divine Dragon in the Nine Heavens, and Lin Fan as an ant!

Now it was completely reversed, Jian Wushuang was the ant!

Lin Fan lifted his foot and stomped fiercely on Jian Wushuang's chest, flipping him over, stepping on Jian Wushuang's head, saying: "Who's the one that deserves to die, speak clearly! If not, I might just crush your head!"

Jian Wushuang, filled with internal conflict, spat out a mouthful of blood, his Daoist Heart affected, destabilizing.

Jian Wushuang fell into an extremely dangerous state, his mentality shattered by Lin Fan!

He was the Sword Young Master!

The Young Palace Master of the Sword Palace!

He was Jian Wushuang!

Yet he was stepped on the ground by someone he considered an ant, stepped on in front of everyone, dignity, confidence, obsession, arrogance, self-respect... all trampled on!

Jian Wushuang's Sword Heart crumbled!

Collapsed completely.

Two voices came from the Void:

"Not good! The Young Palace Master's Sword Heart has a problem!"

"Damn it! Take action!"

Two elders appeared in front of everyone, almost emerging out of nowhere, stepping out from the Void, an overwhelming majestic aura crushing down!

The pupils of everyone present shrank sharply, the people who came... turned out to be Ninth Rank Saint Emperors!

Two Ninth Rank Saint Emperors!