Harvest

"Grandpa, you, why are you here?"

Ye Chen called out respectfully when he saw the white-bearded old man.

However, the white-bearded old man ignored Ye Chen.

"Boy."

"Use your lightsaber formed by the power of wind and thunder to cut me." The

white-bearded old man said to Lin Fan.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle." The

old man said coldly.

"Oh."

"Then, I'll do it."

"You always be careful."

Lin Fan nodded.

The lightsaber, which blended the power of wind and thunder, slashed at the white-bearded old man.

A breath of shattering sword intent was released on the blue-blue lightsaber.

Keng.

The sound of sword slashing sounded.

An invisible barrier appeared in front of the old man, directly absorbing the sword energy.

"Brother Lin Fan."

"You, have you realized my Sword Intent of Destruction?"

Ye Chen's eyes widened in disbelief at this moment.

When Lin Fan's body waved and shattered the sword intent just now, he thought it was a mistake.

After all, Destruction Sword Intent was learned by Ye Chen from his grandfather.

This made him understand for a long time.

There is no third person in the whole world.

But when Lin Fan will shatter the sword intent to display the moment.

Ye Chen just found out.

Lin Fan will really destroy the sword intent.

And, it was a bit of a blow all of a sudden.

Is it so easy to comprehend this destructive sword intent?

"Just now."

"You cut me with the Sword Intent of Destruction."

"Well, I feel like something happened in an instant."

Lin Fan said quickly.

"An epiphany?"

"But your epiphany speed is too exaggerated." The

white-bearded old man said in shock.

"Is it because this kid only understood one-thousandth of the sword intent of destroying, so the epiphany time is short."

Withered Wood said.

"It's possible."

"If that's the case, this kid's talent in martial arts is too terrifying." The

red-robed old man nodded.

"Lin Fan boy."

"Come."

"You come and try to comprehend the Destruction Sword Intent." The

white-bearded old man said to Lin Fan again.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red.

Nine spirit rings moved up and down on his body.

The bright light of the red spirit ring reflected the surroundings, and the terrifying pressure seemed to completely freeze the air.

This white-bearded old man, Ye Chen's grandfather, is a nine-ring titled Douluo.

Moreover, he actually has two soul rings that are 100,000 years old.

What a terrifying existence.

The white-bearded old man restrained the pressure on his body.

Released the shattering sword intent.

However, the shattering sword intent of the white-bearded old man was completely different from Ye Chen's.

Ye Chen only understood 1/1000th of it, not even a half-ass.

However, the white-bearded old man is a complete sword of destruction.

Lin Fan was faintly hidden in the sword of destruction, and could feel a more profound martial arts realm, which was a more profound existence than martial arts.

It's just that the white-bearded old man was deliberately suppressing it and didn't release it.

I felt the shattering sword intent released by the white-bearded old man.

Lin Fan only felt a little bit, as if he was about to be torn apart.

Lin Fan estimated his own tolerance limit and directly gritted his teeth to feel more sword intent of destruction.

When Lin Fan came into contact with more Sword Intent of Destruction, his eyes lit up, but in the next instant.

Lin Fan's body, like a cannonball, was shaken and flew out.

"puff..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out violently, Lin Fan's breath instantly wilted.

"Lin Fan."

"Brother Lin Fan."

Lu Luan and Ye Chen both called out a little worriedly.

"I'm fine."

"I'm just too weak."

"This titled Douluo's crown is too strong."

"I can't bear that kind of pressure."

Lin Fan shook his head.

Even the white-bearded old man restrained his aura of coercion.

However, the shattering sword intent released could not be restrained.

After all, Lin Fan couldn't feel it if he converged.

But it feels like this directly.

Lin Fan couldn't bear the terrifying and destructive aura released by Shattering Sword Intent.

Just a breath.

If Lin Fan was a little more reckless, he might have lost his life.

Wipe the blood from the corners of your mouth.

Lin Fan immediately sat down with his legs crossed and realized what he had achieved in that moment.

That's right, although Lin Fan was directly seriously injured by the shattering sword intent of the white-bearded old man.

But he did have a huge harvest.

time, three hours later.

"Ding. Destruction of Sword Intent quest, 300/1000."

The system's voice sounded in Lin Fan's mind.