"Sect Leader Zuo, what do you want with me, Lin?" Lin Bufan asked knowingly.

Zuo Lengchan sought him out, of course, for the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual.

However, Lin Bufan wanted to hear Zuo Lengchan's explanation for himself.

Zuo Lengchan's explanation was pretty much what Lin Bufan had expected.

"Young Master Lin, you killed Yue Buqun, which is a betrayal of your sect. You also traveled thousands of miles to destroy the Qingcheng Sect and kill Mu Gaofeng, causing a great uproar that is known to everyone in the martial arts world. Do you realize... that you are in a dangerous situation now?"

"Heh." Lin Bufan raised a playful smile and said slowly, "With one less person like you, I won't be in danger."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Lengchan's face darkened. "What are you saying, Young Hero Lin? Who are we? We were worried about your safety, so we came here specifically to help you. Look, I don't mind at all that you killed Lao Denuo."

"That's because in your heart, the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique is a hundred times more important than Laudenau."

"Young Master Lin is truly eloquent, not bothering with pleasantries at all, but directly hitting the nail on the head. Since that's the case, I, Zuo, will also cut to the chase and be frank with you. Hand over the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual, and then you can join my Songshan Sect. We can cooperate and achieve a win-win situation, how about it?"

"This suggestion isn't very good?"

"Not good? Do you have any better suggestions?"

"have."

"Oh? I'd like to hear about that."

"It's simple. I won't hand over the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual; I'll kill all of you."

Upon hearing this, the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan were all furious, their foreheads bulging with veins.

"Bold."

"Arrogant."

"presumptuous."

"They don't know how to be polite."

"You ignorant brat."

"Senior brother, please grant me permission to duel him one-on-one and deflate his arrogance."

Ding Mian couldn't wait to make a move against Lin Bufan.

As the leader of the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan, Ding Mian had absolute confidence in his abilities.

With combat power at the sect leader level, even Yu Canghai couldn't defeat him. Lin Pingzhi was a novice who had practiced the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, but what good was it? His combat experience was nowhere near as much as Ding Mian's.

True killing skills are learned through countless life-or-death battles.

You, Lin Pingzhi, you brat, have it all so easy. What life-or-death battle are you waiting for? Prepare to die!

Even after I kill you, I can still find the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual on your body.

Thinking of this, Ding Mian couldn't help but feel a surge of secret joy, and shouted, "Prepare to die, Lin Ping..."

Before he could utter the word "之", a sword aura suddenly appeared and instantly pierced Ding Mian's throat.

Ding Mian collapsed and died.

Another crimson hue appeared on Lin Bufan's sword, emanating boundless killing intent.

"Wh...when, when did he draw his sword?"

Lu Bai's sword-wielding hand twitched inexplicably; he genuinely hadn't seen it.

Ding Mian's martial arts were superior to his, yet he was still killed by Lin Bufan with a single sword strike. What if he were to fight him?

As the second most important bodyguard of the Songshan Sect, what are the chances that he can block Lin Bufan's sword?

The Evil-Repelling Sword Technique is truly terrifying.

Lin Bufan's gaze was as cold as snow as he looked at Lu Bai. "Are you going to attack me too?"

"I...I..."

Lu Bai's hands and feet trembled as he said timidly, "I don't know. Don't ask me, don't look at me, and don't come any closer."

"Ding, sensing that Lu Bai is afraid, nervous, and panicked, and his emotions are fluctuating greatly, the host is rewarded with three fragments of internal energy."

Clang, clang.

Three golden fragments fell from Lu Bai's body and, as if they had grown legs, rushed towards Lin Bufan and merged into Lin Bufan's body.

"Ding, your internal strength has increased by one month and six days."

"Ding, your internal strength has increased by two and a half months."

"Ding, internal strength increased by twelve days."

Ten...twelve days?

Lin Bufan was speechless. He had all twelve internal energy?

Lu Bai, Lu Bai, why are you so weak? You've been in the Songshan Sect for so many years, have you ever tried? Has your skill improved? Have you ever thought about your own problems? Find the reasons for your own shortcomings.

With such weak internal energy, living is a waste of rice; it's better to die.

Lin Bufan swung his sword, and Lu Bai, pale-faced, hurriedly raised his sword to block. His sword was knocked into the air, leaving him unarmed.

"Vulnerable."

Lin Bufan mocked the Songshan Sect members: "Come at me all at once. When I killed the Qingcheng Sect disciples, they all attacked me together."

"What? You think we're those useless trash from the Qingcheng Sect?"

The thirteen bodyguards of the Songshan Sect were furious, as were the dozen or so disciples who accompanied them.

Come on then, what's with all this talk of martial ethics? If we kill you, the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique will still be ours.

The crowd surrounded Lin Bufan, preparing to unleash a formation...

Unexpectedly, Lin Bufan's Evil-Repelling Sword Technique was particularly strange, as was his movement technique, allowing him to swiftly dart among the Thirteen Protectors.

Whoosh whoosh!

Swish, swish, swish!

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight people collapsed to the ground, becoming corpses that could neither speak nor live.

"Enough!" Zuo Lengchan roared, grabbing Yue Lingshan and holding a long sword to her neck, threatening Lin Bufan.

"Try doing it again, and see if I don't kill her?"

Lin Bufan immediately stopped, but his killing intent surged even more fiercely, reaching the heavens.

"Using a woman to threaten me? Zuo Lengchan, you're really something."

"She is your wife, the woman you love most. You can't just stand by and watch her die, can you? Quickly hand over the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, then cut off one of your arms and one of your legs, and I might spare your life."

"Little Linzi," Yue Lingshan cried, "Don't worry about me. Just do what you should do. I'm so happy with you. In the next life... I'll still be your wife."

"Lingshan," Lin Bufan said gently, soothingly, "Close your eyes, I'll be fine soon, very soon."

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