Chapter 227: The Most Brutal Fighting Style

“Stop!” In the blink of an eye, Elder Huang transformed into a streak of light and instantly blocked in front of Zou Tenglong. He sensed the faint killing intent emanating from the other party.

Zou Tenglong was exceptionally talented, and someone like him was precisely the kind of disciple that Tongtian Island needed, so naturally, they couldn’t allow him to die here.

Lin Fan floated calmly in midair, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd. His graceful yet imposing aura exerted immense pressure on everyone present.

Elder Huang was unsure of the opponent’s background, but judging from his appearance, he clearly wasn’t an ordinary person.

At this moment, Lin Fan flicked his finger. Zou Sheng, who had been pierced by sword intent, suddenly plummeted toward the arena below.

“Phooey…”

A longsword formed entirely of sword intent descended from the sky, impaling Zou Sheng’s body and pinning him to the arena floor.

In an instant, all signs of life vanished.

Everyone present stared in shock at the scene before them, unable to believe what had just happened.

“Hmph…” Lin Fan flicked his sleeve, his expression cold as he looked down. “This man deserved to die.”

The people from Tongtian Island and Xianling Sect gazed at the figure floating in midair, hesitant and uncertain. His aura was deeply restrained, making it impossible to determine his true cultivation level.

The ability to solidify sword intent into physical form was no feat of an ordinary person.

“Boom…”

At that moment, Qin Wang, who had been standing there, finally erupted in fury. With a wave of his hand, he shattered the dragon throne behind him into pieces.

“You actually dared to kill my crown prince. No matter how vast the heavens are, I won’t allow such audacity. Elder Huang, Elder Yin, please join me in capturing this person.” Qin Shen did not dare to underestimate the situation. The opponent had the audacity to come alone to the palace and commit murder, clearly possessing great confidence.

In the thousand-year history of the Qin Shen Dynasty, when had anyone dared to act so brazenly? If they failed to capture this person, the Qin Shen Dynasty would lose all face.

Elder Huang and Elder Yin exchanged glances. The two sects had maintained good relations with the Qin Shen Dynasty, so naturally, they couldn’t remain idle in such a situation.

Zou Tenglong clenched his teeth in anger as he stared at the figure in the sky. His elder brother had just died before his eyes—it was utterly infuriating.

“Your actions are excessive, sir. Please stay and explain yourself,” Elder Huang glared at Lin Fan.

“The Qin Shen Dynasty has maintained friendly relations with our sect for a thousand years. Now you come here to cause trouble, which is truly unacceptable. In that case, don’t blame us,” Elder Yin’s eyes flashed with coldness. Although the crown prince’s massacre of innocent villagers was indeed wrong, it wasn’t a big deal in his eyes.

“The weak perish while the strong survive. He’s dead, and there’s no bringing him back.”

At this moment, Lin Fan, floating in midair, sneered. “What a fine saying—’the weak perish while the strong survive.’ If that’s the case, then there’s no need for further words. Today, I shall subdue you all.”

At this moment, Lin Fan unleashed his full power.

“Heavenly Sword,” the “Sword Canon” enhancing his sword intent, his left hand wielding the Great Red Brick of the Nine-Five, his right hand holding the Eternal Axe. The “Invisible Demon King” Dharma body floated behind him, a three-headed, six-armed demonic image radiating boundless might.

At this moment, a terrifying aura surged across the battlefield.

In every battle, Lin Fan would unleash his full strength. Even if the opponent was weak, he would not hold back; otherwise, what was the point of having such formidable power?

Go with the wind, stay steady against it.

To Lin Fan, whether with or against the wind, he would still dominate.

“What is this?” Elder Huang, seeing Lin Fan’s current form, felt a jolt of shock. He had never seen anyone whose aura could manifest in multiple distinct forms, each one terrifying.

“Qin Wang, join me in attacking!” Elder Yin was also shaken by the opponent’s might.

Judging from the aura, the opponent had cultivated multiple high-tier heavenly techniques.

To them, this was simply inconceivable. For ordinary cultivators, even a single high-tier heavenly technique or heart method would require decades of cultivation.

“Fine!” Qin Wang roared furiously, unleashing his full power as he charged toward Lin Fan.

Lin Fan sneered. “Come forth. Let me show you what true terror is.”

At this moment, Lin Fan unleashed his full might, determined to crush everything before him.

In an instant, his invisibility technique activated, his figure flickering in and out of sight.

This sight startled the three even more, momentarily leaving them stunned.

What kind of combat technique was this, and why did it have such an effect?

“Slash…”

In the blink of an eye, the heavens and earth changed color. The Eternal Axe slashed toward Elder Huang, a single strike exuding an overwhelming momentum, as if it had torn through the void itself.

Elder Huang’s expression changed, his body shifting in position barely dodging the strike.

Lin Fan sneered. Behind him, his sword intent activated, and the three-headed, six-armed demonic dharma body, wielding a sword, slashed through layers of虚空, carrying an invincible might, launching a dual assault on Elder Huang.

“Elder Yin! Qin Wang! Hurry and attack!” Elder Huang barely managed to defend against the onslaught. The opponent’s attack methods were simply dazzling, leaving him no room for counterattack.

Terrifying—this was simply too terrifying.

Elder Huang had never encountered such an attack style before.

This wasn’t one-on-one combat at all—it was completely three against one!

The sword intent hovering behind the opponent continuously dissolved into the void, emerging suddenly to launch attacks, while the Dharmakaya was like a living demon, its six arms wielding swords formed from sword intent, each strike tearing through the void.

What made Elder Huang even more uneasy was the object held in the opponent’s left hand, which had yet to be used, as if waiting for the right moment.

All of this placed immense pressure on Elder Huang.

After a brief moment of shock, Elder Yin and Qin Wang quickly recovered and launched their attacks toward Lin Fan.

“Clang…”

At this moment, Lin Fan’s attacks surged like a tide. Elder Huang’s face darkened as he desperately tried to defend.

Lin Fan sneered, “How many hands do you have?”

“Eh?” Elder Huang’s expression changed, clearly not understanding at first. But in an instant, he realized.

A kick that seemed to pierce through the very essence of emptiness itself, as if comprehending the truth of the void, ruthlessly slammed into Elder Huang’s crotch.

“Ahh…” At this moment, Elder Huang let out a piercing scream, dropping his weapon and clutching his groin, his pain truly unbearable.

Yet, before Elder Huang could react, a red light suddenly flashed. The divine artifact, the Great Red Brick of the Nine-Five, activated instantly, delivering a powerful blow straight to Elder Huang’s head.

In an instant, Elder Huang’s consciousness plunged into darkness.

With a flick of his wrist, Lin Fan sent a sword intent piercing through Elder Huang’s body, pinning him to the ground, though sparing his life.

“Ding, congratulations on defeating Huang Bangyang, a minor Heaven-stage cultivator at the initial level.”

“Ding, congratulations on gaining two million experience points.”

At this moment, Elder Yin, who had been charging forward, saw the scene unfold before her eyes, her beautiful face paling slightly with shock.

“Sir, please wait a moment.”

But Lin Fan paid no heed. An axe slashed through the void, appearing behind her, while the Dharma body floated above Lin Fan, its six arms swinging fiercely.

At this moment, Qin Shen struck with a palm, but Lin Fan didn’t even look, completely disregarding the attack.

Elder Yin’s face paled. The mocking smile on the opponent’s face chilled her deeply.

“Ball-crushing Kick.”

A devastating move, devoid of morality, merciless and ruthless.

Through Lin Fan’s experimentation, this move was effective on both genders. The crotch area was densely packed with nerves, and combined with true energy penetration, it became an infinitely powerful technique.

“Ahh…” A sharp scream was about to escape Elder Yin’s lips when Lin Fan gave her no chance. The Great Red Brick of the Nine-Five activated instantly, delivering a crushing blow to her head, plunging her into darkness.

“Senior…”

At this moment, the disciples of the two sects were shocked and horrified, watching as their seniors were instantly crushed. Their faces turned deathly pale.

So powerful.

In their eyes, this person was simply too strong, leaving them no room for resistance whatsoever.

“Ding, congratulations on defeating Yin Hong, a minor Heaven-stage cultivator at the initial level.”

“Ding, congratulations on gaining two million experience points.”

At this moment, Lin Fan turned his gaze toward the Qin King. “Had enough fighting?”

His physical body had reached the peak of the minor Heaven-stage. How could trash like them hope to breach his defenses?

Qin Shen was startled, his expression changing drastically…