Chapter 139 – Sword domain, domain of the sword!

Chapter 139 – Sword domain, domain of the sword!

Elder Lin was already considered a strong figure within the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

Barely... considered!

Years ago, he had sparred with Sect Master Lin Jinghong once.

In that encounter, before Lin Jinghong even drew his sword, Elder Lin's sword had already snapped.

The gap between them was immeasurable.

Ever since that battle, Elder Lin had been thoroughly convinced of the Sect Master's superiority.

Of course, the Sect Master rarely showed himself, appearing only on rare occasions, so Elder Lin wasn't the only one who had sparred with him.

Elder Lin remembered clearly that many Elders from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect had eagerly exchanged sword techniques with the Sect Master.

A dozen Elders, one after another, went up in succession, like a relay battle.

But from beginning to end, only one person forced Lin Jinghong to draw his sword.

That Elder was also a recluse, not fond of socializing.

So Elder Lin wasn't familiar with the man, only knowing his name was Zhang Baiyuan!

If Meng Fan heard this name, he would be surprised.

Elder Lin might not be familiar with this person, but Meng Fan knew a bit about him!

"Alright, stop daydreaming. Whether the Sect Master can defeat Li Fanchen or not is beyond our control. Don't linger here any longer; hurry to the Sword God Temple and comprehend the Sword God Stele!"

Elder Lin was ready to continue escorting Meng Fan to the Sword God Temple to comprehend the Sword God Stele.

However, Meng Fan helplessly said, "Master, even if I go to comprehend the Sword God Stele now, I won't be able to calm my mind. Let's wait until the fight between the Sect Master and Li Fanchen concludes."

How could Meng Fan remain indifferent to a battle of such caliber?

Even if he couldn't witness it with his own eyes, he still wanted to know the outcome.

It's only human nature, not a sign of a poor mindset!

Elder Lin's brow furrowed, and hesitation was evident on his face, but he finally gritted his teeth and asked Meng Fan, "Do you really want to watch the battle between these two?"

"Of course, witnessing a battle of this level would surely benefit me for life," Meng Fan blurted out.

Hearing Meng Fan's words, the hesitation on Elder Lin's face gradually turned into resolve.

He steeled his heart and said to Meng Fan, "Fine, today I'll grant you another stroke of fortune!"RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only

Elder Lin truly favored his disciple Meng Fan to the extreme.

He grabbed Meng Fan's shoulder, soared into the sky, and landed on top of the Demon Locking Tower.

Then, to Meng Fan's astonishment, Elder Lin opened a hidden door and entered the Demon Locking Tower.

Meng Fan tried to activate his Talent for Sword Dao Transcendence, but there was no response.

If the Sword Domain were directed at him or involved him in some way, then the Sword Dao Transcendence would surely react, allowing Meng Fan to catch a glimpse and gain some insight.

But it would be better if that situation didn't occur!

Because if Meng Fan were really attacked by a Sword Domain, he would be dead, and any insights gained would be meaningless.

So Meng Fan could only stare blankly, doing so for the duration of a stick of incense.

This time was completely wasted, without the slightest gain.

After a stick of incense, the two at the bottom of the Demon Locking Tower finally moved.

Lin Jinghong suddenly spoke to Li Fanchen, "Li Fanchen, you've lost!"

Hearing someone speak, Meng Fan's interest was piqued, and he perked up.

That's it? They've lost?

Are high-level exchanges always so unremarkable?

Nothing was seen, and it was already over?

To be fair, the Sect Master is indeed powerful, worthy of being the leader of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

Meng Fan had been right before; the Sect Master, clad in black, truly held the winning cards!

Unfortunately, it still felt somewhat regrettable, after all, he hadn't seen the two truly make their moves.

Just as Meng Fan felt a bit disappointed, thinking that he had come for nothing, Li Fanchen spoke up.

"Sect Master Lin, are you in such a hurry? Just because I'm slightly inferior in the sword domain, you're eager to decide the outcome?"

Lin Jinghong looked coldly at Li Fanchen, his face expressionless as he said, "At our level, being slightly inferior is like a chasm. Clearly, you, Li Fanchen, are no match for me!"

"Heh, it's too early to conclude," Li Fanchen shook his head, clearly not convinced by Lin Jinghong's statement.

He moved his right foot forward, taking half a step.

"Strength and weakness must be tested by the sword. At least in my view, the sword domain is merely an appetizer."

With that, Li Fanchen extended his right hand and drew his longsword from his waist.

As the sword left its sheath, a blood-red sword light streaked out, casting a red glow over the entire Demon Locking Tower.

Utterly bewitching!

Meng Fan's heart surged with excitement.

Here it comes!

The real clash was about to begin.