Chapter 65: Chapter 65- One more blade, I can take it

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

The villagers were really afraid, and they had never seen such a weird thing.

Such a weird scene made them even more certain that demons killed Wang Dahe and his wife.

Originally if they faced such a situation, they would have fled, but with Young Master Lin here, they couldn’t leave.

If something happened to Young Master Lin at Wang Family Village, they all wouldn’t be able to live. Moreover, Young Master Lin treated them well, and they couldn’t abandon him and flee for their own lives.

The villagers who farmed had much simpler thought processes.

They would be grateful to whoever treats them well and use their lives to repay them.

“Cousin, don’t let that thing run.” Lin Fan said.

During that period of time, he targetted Liang Yongqi to get rage points. Now that he was useless, if he continued pestering Liang Yongqi, he might not be able to take it, and he wouldn’t be able to bring himself to continue provoking him.

Now that this thing had appeared, it was a decent situation.

Zhou Zhongmao was serious, a layer of light buffed his hands, “Let me probe what exactly is this thing.”

Instantly, thick internal strength wrapped around his cousin’s arms as he hollered, hammering his fists towards the ground.

“Demon Ape True Intent.”

Kong!

A vicious demon ape formed from internal strength roared out. An earth dragon rolled about in the ground and ripped open the ground. A streak of strong internal strength directly struck the room.

Peng!

Peng!

The black mist in the house shook. A low voice spread out, but there was no movement at all.

“Cousin, it seemed like it didn’t work.” Zhou Zhongmao was shocked. What was that thing, to actually be able to block his move? That shouldn’t be the case. Although the black mist was formless, the aura it gave off wasn’t as strong as he expected.

If it was really strong, he might not have been able to bring his cousin out of the house safely just now.

“Gou’zi, pass me a blade.” Lin Fan reached out and grabbed Gou’zi’s blade.

A tiger roar appeared as he slashed out, and a half-moon shaped blade light struck towards the building.

This blade used up all of Lin Fan’s internal strength.

Zhou Zhongmao was shocked. He didn’t expect for his cousin to become so strong. That blade alone had the strength of Martial Path Grade Four, and it was even the peak of it.

However, the black mist wasn’t damaged at all.

It just shook slightly.

Rage Points +444.

He didn’t expect it to give him rage points from just one blade. What was that thing, it actually gave him rage points so easily?

The more it gave, the more he had to attack. It was best if he could take it down, so he could torture it every day. Maybe not long after, his strength would increase to a really high level.

He was being pressured by people stronger than him.

His days of enjoyment were unstable. Only by raising his strength could he destroy the people who were stopping him from enjoying his life.

“Cousin…” Zhou Zhongmao wanted to ask his cousin how he became so strong. But before he could say anything, Lin Fan interrupted him.

To Lin Fan, scolding people will spoil his image, and that would affect his identity as a young master.

If not for there being so many people around, he would definitely curse.

But since the villagers were around, he could only attack with the blade.

Dispersing the cultivation technique, and his Physique reached zero.

Rage Points +12,000.

Adding his points, Lightning Blade Four Strokes reached the Reach the Peak Realm.

He adjusted his destructive ability to the strongest state.

Instantly, Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture activated.

A purple internal strength was injected into his arms. A purple glow gathered around the blade body, and many thin electricity currents gathered on the blade body.

While hollering, he used Heaven and Earth Destruction.

It is the strongest style of the Lightning Blade Four Strokes and the strongest one that his body could currently use.

In an instance, a purple blade which contained terrifying power roared out, forming friction with the air. Sparks flew as he slashed into the room.

A low voice spread out.

The black mist seemed injured as a very deep tear was ripped open. Like when the water’s surface is slashed apart, it slowly healed.

The speed wasn’t that quick, but it was slowly recovering.

One could see that when the blade light slashed in, the thin lightning flowed to the mist, and it looked like it caused some damage.

“This situation is a little weird. It seems like one needs some special elements to deal with it.”

After Lin Fan slashed, he didn’t feel tired; instead, he was filled with energy.

Lightning Blade Four Strokes was an Advanced-Grade Blade Technique.

With his current internal strength, it was tough for him to slash out the strongest attack.

Logically speaking, that blade alone would suck dry all of his internal strength.

However, it didn’t affect him at all!

Zhou Zhongmao’s mouth opened wide in shock. So strong! He did know about Lightning Blade Four Strokes. It was one of the Lin Family’s top techniques.

Cousin actually cultivated it to the 4th stroke, the final one. That was really terrifying.

Rage Points +556.

Lin Fan looked at the situation within. Rage Points came again. The black mist rolled, but it didn’t exit the house like it was restricted by something.

“When I slashed out just now, there was an electric current. Does that mean the blade technique is of the lightning element?”

“This weird black mist isn’t immune to lightning and is directly damaged by it.”

He was thinking about it, and it made sense.

Lin Fan held the blade as he stepped forward and slashed out. The blade light broke through the air and directly slashed into the room.

The black mist shook and bubbled. There seemed like there was a face of a demon that was screaming.

A sharp voice shook the air.

“Ah!”

Many villagers covered their ears and rolled around the ground.

“Cousin, let me do this.” Zhou Zhongmao stepped forwards. He opened his mouth, and a thunderous tiger roar exploded out.

One could see the air being shaken, forming many circular ripples.

It blocked the sharp scream from the black mist.

“So arrogant, let me slash once more.”

Lin Fan took the chance to slash again.

The black mist rolled.

As expected, the thin electric currents dealt huge damage to the black mist.

Rage Points +666.

The black mist gave Lin Fan so many rage points. It was probably infuriated by that blade.

Just as Lin Fan wanted to slash some more, the black mist retracted like it was absorbed by something.

Suddenly, Lin Fan noticed a patch of soil rise like something was escaping.

“Cousin, chase! He wants to escape!” Lin Fan held his blade and chased.

“Cousin!”

Zhou Zhongmao wanted to stop his cousin as it was too dangerous, but his cousin was too impatient. As such, he could only chase as well.

“Gou’zi, inform the guards to find us.”

When he said that, they totally disappeared.

Gou’zi immediately headed back.

“So quick.” Lin Fan followed behind. He raised the blade in his hands and continuously slashed at the small dirt hill.

The blade light struck forwards and slashed the dirt.

It was so tough for him to meet it once, so why would he give up? He had to go all out to capture it and analyse it.

Zhou Zhongmao overtook Lin Fan. He had to take care of his safety.

“Cousin, destroy it. We have to stop it.” Lin Fan slashed out once more, “Don’t run. If you have balls, then be still!”

Very quickly, there was a dense forest ahead of them.

Lin Fan continued chasing. He was far from the village and arrived in a dark forest where light couldn’t shine in.

The black mist whistled.

It seeped into the forest and disappeared, nowhere to be seen.

“Where did it go?” Lin Fan searched.

Zhou Zhongmao guarded beside Lin Fan, “Cousin, we are too far away. We must be careful and not fall for any tricks.”

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