Chapter 307: Zhang Zhang Fuyao

Zhao Kai's face changed drastically. He never dreamed that Lin Fan would be so strong. The "Five Armors as One" was invincible, yet it was cut into two halves by Lin Fan's sword energy. Was this martial art too amazing?

Of course, if he had known earlier that Lin Fan was Young Master Master Tianji, it's unknown whether he would have taken action. This question is probably something even he himself doesn't know.

"Han Han Diaosi, if you don't come out, I'll kill him!"

Lin Fan didn't pay attention to Zhao Kai, who was dumbfounded, but looked at a roof in the distance.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you pressing so hard?"

Han Han Diaosi's figure appeared abruptly on the eaves, staring at Lin Fan coldly.

"Han Han Diaosi, I heard you are good at killing Heaven-Man Unity martial artists in the Great Grandmaster realm. I just don't know if you can kill an Earthly Immortal?"

Lin Fan didn't intend to explain to Han Han Diaosi, but asked him back.

"Earthly Immortal! You are definitely not an unknown person. Who exactly are you? You, you are Young Master Master Tianji Lin Fan!"

Combined with Lin Fan's age, Han Han Diaosi recognized Lin Fan, which made Han Han Diaosi feel like he had been struck by lightning. How could an Earthly Immortal appear? He really couldn't do it; who could withstand this?

"Since you know me, then obediently accept death!"

Lin Fan performed "Thunder Startles the Azure Dragon" and instantly arrived in front of Han Han Diaosi, hitting his heart with a "Heart-Destroying Palm."

"Want me to surrender? Dream on!"

Countless scarlet threads emerged from Han Han Diaosi's body and surrounded Lin Fan.

"Boundless Buddha Dharma!"

Lin Fan manifested a Buddha phantom, and then the Buddha phantom exploded. Everything around it turned into nothingness, the sky full of red threads was swept away, and Han Han Diaosi was also blown away, falling beside Zhao Kai, opening his mouth and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"I'll hold him back, hurry up and go!"

Han Han Diaosi forcibly suppressed his injuries and turned to Zhao Kai.

"Master, no, I can't leave you behind!"

Zhao Kai shook his head repeatedly. Han Han Diaosi was not only the only person who was good to him, but also his only reliance. If Han Han Diaosi died, even if he could run today, he would be better off dead in the future. Since that was the case, he might as well die.

"Hurry up and go, don't let my sacrifice become meaningless!"

Han Han Diaosi slapped Zhao Kai on the back and then rushed toward Lin Fan again, wanting to delay time for him.

"No, Master!"

Zhao Kai, who was in mid-air and unable to control himself, turned back and shouted sadly.

"Why does it feel like I'm the villain!"

Lin Fan looked at the scene of Han Han Diaosi and Zhao Kai's life-and-death separation with a strange expression, and couldn't help but touch his nose.

That's not right. Am I not the protagonist? What's with this damn villain feeling?

Could it be that this Zhao Kai can find an immortal as a backer after escaping, and then return to take revenge on me with great strength?

It's all the trashy novels from my previous life poisoning me. Today I will cut the weeds and pull out the roots. Let's see how you come back for revenge!

Lin Fan's heart moved, and the Iron Horse Icy River in his hand disappeared, replaced by a bow and arrow.

Lin Fan held the bow in his left hand, grabbed two arrows with his right hand, pulled the bowstring to the full, and then let go. Two consecutive arrows shot out, and then the two arrows separated. One arrow turned into a green dragon phantom and pounced on Han Han Diaosi, and the other arrow turned into a vermilion bird phantom and flew toward Zhao Kai.

After shooting, Lin Fan put away the bow and stood on the eaves, waiting for the death of the two.

"Sigh!"

Suddenly, a sigh came from heaven and earth, and then endless Haoran energy surged up and turned into a big hand to meet Lin Fan's two arrows.

"Bold Zhang Zhang Fuyao, how dare you!"

Lin Fan roared, then drew his bow and arrow again. One arrow turned into a white tiger phantom and pounced on the big hand formed by Haoran energy, and the other arrow turned into a black tortoise phantom and shot toward the depths of Shangyin Academy.

"Sigh!"

The white tiger phantom shot through the Haoran big hand, and the black tortoise phantom collapsed a large area of buildings in the depths of Shangyin Academy.

As for Han Han Diaosi and Zhao Kai, they were naturally killed on the spot by Lin Fan's green dragon arrow and vermilion bird arrow.

A sigh came from the depths of Shangyin Academy again, but this time the sigh was mixed with some pain. Clearly, the owner of the voice had been seriously injured by Lin Fan's black tortoise arrow.

"Zhang Zhang Fuyao, don't be shameless. If you dare to interfere in my business next time, I don't care if you are a Confucian Saint or not, I will even tear down this Shangyin Academy!"

Lin Fan's eyes turned into cold and ruthless vertical pupils. The vertical pupils ignored the distance of space and stared straight at an old man in the depths of Shangyin Academy.

"Young Master Master Tianji is right. Each generation of talents has its own time, leading the way for hundreds of years. The old man is old and shouldn't meddle in other people's business. The old man apologizes to you!"

The old man looked at Lin Fan with emotion. The young people nowadays are really amazing. Just a moment ago, an arrow almost shot through this old man.

"Hmph!"

Lin Fan snorted coldly, the vertical pupils faded, returned to normal, and then flew back to Xu Xu Weixiong's side.

"You actually dare to talk to the Confucian Saint like that. Lin Fan, are you too strong?"

Xu Xu Weixiong looked at Lin Fan with full admiration, clearly not expecting him to be so powerful.

"So what if it's a Confucian Saint? Life is still only one, no more noble than others!"

Lin Fan smiled indifferently. It was Zhang Zhang Fuyao who admitted defeat; otherwise, he would have killed a Confucian Saint for Xu Xu Weixiong to see today.

"I just didn't expect Zhang Zhang Fuyao to still be alive in the world. Has it been eight hundred years?"

Although Xu Xu Weixiong had some vague guesses before, she didn't dare to be sure. Today, it was really confirmed.