Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion

Chapter 252 – Unfortunately, you have to die!!!

"Xiao Qing, retrieve your demonic body and heal yourself!" Meng Fan instructed Xiao Qing.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qing's massive demonic body instantly shrank to the size of a small green snake.

Maintaining such a large form actually consumed a lot of energy. Now that it was injured, it naturally needed to conserve as much strength as possible.

The smaller Xiao Qing didn't say anything further and directly slithered into Meng Fan's shirt pocket. It felt extremely embarrassed and didn't dare to speak to Meng Fan, feeling somewhat ashamed. Just moments ago, it had boasted about swallowing Liu Chen whole, but in the blink of an eye, it had been slashed. Now, it had no fight left in it.

Meng Fan placed a healing pill into his pocket and then strode out of the room.

Outside the room, a vast array of spiritual swords, like a torrential rain of blades, pressed down on Liu Chen, creating a shockingly intense scene.

Li Xuerou, Liu Ye Han, and even Wu Tian were all utterly stunned by this sight.

Especially Wu Tian, who had always believed he had a chance to surpass Meng Fan in the Sword Dao. He thought that if he continued to comprehend the Sword God Stele for a while longer, he could definitely defeat Meng Fan!

But looking at this sword formation, his "hope" gradually turned into "despair."

He felt that even if he spent another month comprehending the Sword God Stele, facing such a terrifying sword formation, he would only end up closing his eyes and meeting his end.

"So this is Senior Brother Meng's true strength?" Liu Ye Han murmured to himself, his face completely dazed.

"Even the deacons of the Condensation Pill Realm in the clan probably don't have such terrifying combat power!"

It was indeed too shocking, too exaggerated!

Although most of the disciples from the Skyhawk Demon Sect had already been killed, the few remaining were also stunned by the overwhelming sword formation.

The only one who remained calm was Ye Qingyu.

Because for others, this was the first time they had seen Meng Fan's sword formation, the first time they had witnessed such a soul-stirring scene.

But for Ye Qingyu, it wasn't the first time. She had long been familiar with Meng Fan's sword formation.

After all, it was she who had personally taken Meng Fan to obtain the inheritance of this sword formation.

However, even though Ye Qingyu knew Meng Fan could use this sword formation, she hadn't expected him to be able to control so many spiritual swords in such a short time.

It's worth mentioning that while others were shocked and awed by the sword formation, Liu Chen, who was at the forefront, felt nothing but despair!

The overwhelming sword formation descended on him like a torrential downpour, leaving him no place to hide. He was surrounded by sword rain on all sides.

He could only endure it head-on!

"Break for me~~~~~~~~~~~"

The slash Liu Chen unleashed had already surpassed his limits; it was the most stunning and perfect slash he had ever executed in his life.

At any other time, if he could unleash such a slash, he would have been ecstatic, as it represented his progress in the Dao of the Blade!

He could have taken his skills to the next level.

But at this moment, he couldn't feel any excitement!

Meng Fan stood at the doorway, silently watching Liu Chen, his face expressionless.

The slash Liu Chen had just unleashed in his moment of despair had a hint of breaking through realms.

Breaking through in a desperate situation was extremely difficult!

Meng Fan vaguely felt that Liu Chen's talent and aptitude were no weaker than Wu Tian's.

"With such talent and aptitude, if you don't die, you will surely have a place in the demonic path in the future." He stared at Liu Chen, murmuring to himself.

This was the truth, not flattery, but a fact.

"Unfortunately, you have to die!!!"

Meng Fan's tone was extremely cold, filled with a chilling killing intent.

This was the first time he had used the Small Thousand Sword Formation with all his might against an enemy. To be honest, this was actually Meng Fan's strongest attack at this stage.

His true trump card!

Other methods might form stronger attacks, but ultimately they couldn't be separated from this Small Thousand Sword Formation.

At most, he could integrate the Myriad Swords Returning to me into this Small Thousand Sword Formation.

Of course, the Sword Seal given by Elder Lin couldn't be counted as part of Meng Fan's own combat power.

"Boom~~~~~~"

A loud explosion erupted in the sky above the farm.

Liu Chen's slash was ruthlessly destroyed by the Small Thousand Sword Formation.

Despite his full effort, his slash was still no match for Meng Fan's Small Thousand Sword Formation; it fell short by a significant margin.

After all, Meng Fan wasn't using just over a hundred ordinary swords, but spiritual swords!

So the power was indeed terrifying!

Moreover, he had to thank the Sword Immortal of Alchemy for the Sword Pellet. Without it, even if Meng Fan had cultivated his Divine Soul, it would have been difficult to easily control over a hundred spiritual swords.

In a sense, the Sword Pellet and these spiritual swords were one!

Controlling over a hundred spiritual swords was indeed difficult.

But if it was just controlling a single Sword Pellet, it was much easier.

Seeing his slash destroyed, Liu Chen didn't give up. He suddenly produced a talisman of protection.

He activated the talisman, and immediately a yellowish light enveloped him, forming a protective shield!

"Hmm?" Meng Fan frowned upon seeing this.

As expected, someone like Liu Chen, who came from a prestigious background, couldn't be underestimated. Unlike ordinary people, he wasn't lacking in treasures and trump cards.

If it had been easy to kill Liu Chen with just one strike, then he wouldn't be worthy of being the son of the Partridge Hall Master of the Skyhawk Demon Sect.

To be fair, even Meng Fan, who had no background or status, had many secrets and treasures on him.

Given Liu Chen's status and position, it was only natural for him to have some treasures and trump cards.

When the protective shield appeared, Meng Fan knew that this wave of the Small Thousand Sword Formation wouldn't be able to kill Liu Chen.

Generally, defensive treasures used in desperate situations had extraordinary effects.

And indeed, Meng Fan's Small Thousand Sword Formation was blocked by the protective shield.

Over a hundred spiritual swords were all stopped, unable to advance an inch.

Seeing this, Meng Fan remained calm.

"If one wave doesn't work, then let's try another!"

Over a hundred long swords soared into the sky again, descending like a rain of swords onto Liu Chen's protective shield.

With Meng Fan's current ability, he could sustain the Small Thousand Sword Formation for three attacks.

He wanted to see if this protective shield could withstand three waves.

Then... the second wave of the sword formation was once again blocked by the protective shield.

Meng Fan's expression remained cold as he controlled the sword formation to rise again, but this time he didn't rush to strike.

Because judging by the state of the protective shield, it was likely that even the third wave wouldn't break it.

Since that was the case, Meng Fan didn't intend to waste his efforts.

There was actually a simpler and more practical way to break the protective shield.

And that was—to wait!

Generally, such protective shields had a time limit.

As long as he waited for the time to run out and the energy to be exhausted, the protective shield would naturally dissipate.

At that point, he could deliver a fatal blow to Liu Chen!

But who knew how long that would take...

Especially since there were still unknown schemes being plotted by the Limitless Sword Sect in the shadows.

So for Meng Fan, time was also crucial; he needed to end this quickly!