The Dengtian Pavilion collapsed and was reduced to ruins.
Lin Bufan and Li Hanyi were buried at the very bottom.
After the sword was swung out, Li Hanyi had no time to retreat.
Having injured Lin Bufan, how could Lin Bufan let her escape? He used the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Dragon-Capturing Art to pull her towards him and hold her in his arms.
So the two of them fell to the bottom, with wooden doors, walls and other collapsed objects above them.
"How are you feeling?" Lin Bufan asked the beauty in his arms.
"Let me go." Li Hanyi bit her lip, feeling ashamed and indignant. "These things can't kill me, but I'm about to be crushed by your embrace."
"Hehehe, being able to die with you in my arms is a happy thing too."
"Is it only me you can think about?"
"Otherwise, why would I come all this way to find you? I'm not a Taoist priest."
Taoist priest……
Li Hanyi then thought of the Taoist priest who never came down the mountain.
That Taoist priest was single-mindedly pursuing the Tao and ignored emotional entanglements.
The lecher in front of me is different; he is sensitive and perceptive.
Although he acts a bit recklessly, he is quite caring.
If only Deng Tu Zi had become a Taoist priest.
"Are you thinking about Taoist priests?" Lin Bufan asked.
"How long are you going to hold me?" Li Hanyi retorted.
Lin Bufan said, "If I let you go, you'll try to kill me with your sword again, so it's better for me to hold you."
Li Hanyi twisted her body violently, "If you don't let go of me, I'll want to kill you even more."
Lin Bufan gently inhaled the fragrance emanating from his arms, feeling pleasantly pleased.
“I am within your reach. You can make any move you want. The Still Water Sword Intent requires charging and stacking. The farther away you are, the stronger the attack becomes. Right now, you can't even draw your sword, let alone attack it.”
"You understand my sword intent!" Li Hanyi's heart fluttered slightly.
Apart from Baili Dongjun, no one could fathom her sword intent.
Even Sikong Changfeng wouldn't do.
Lin Bufan, however, went ahead.
She could sense that Lin Bufan's cultivation was only at the Heavenly Realm Soaring stage, far inferior to hers.
He only managed to control her by resorting to shameless and thuggish tactics when fighting.
The main problem was that he was extremely strong, and once he grabbed her, she couldn't break free, which was really frustrating.
By the way, he should have died from blood loss after being stabbed in the heart with a sword. How did he manage to hold on for so long?
"You took a sword from me, how come you're acting like nothing happened?"
"I am immortal, and I possess extraordinary comprehension."
Lin Bufan opened his shirt, and after pulling out the sword, the wound had already healed automatically.
Yin Zhong's version of immortality means that unless damaged by a divine artifact like the Spirit Mirror, ordinary wounds will not be fatal or leave scars.
Li Hanyi's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, "You can't kill him?"
"You've already tried it, haven't you?"
"Will it hurt when I stab you?"
Li Hanyi suddenly became curious about this question.
Lin Bufan answered seriously, "It will hurt, that's why I kept dodging your sword."
At this moment, Sikong Qianluo ran into the ruins, rushed over, stepped on the debris above the two of them, and asked with concern, "Is Young Master Lin alright?"
Lin Bufan shouted, "There was nothing wrong before, but now there's something wrong because you're standing on top of us."
"Huh? Did I step on you?"
Sikong Qianlu felt like jumping down to help move the debris that was crushing the two of them.
Lin Bufan said, "Qianluo, step back, step back a little, Hanyi and I will go out by ourselves."
"Oh, oh." Sikong Qianluo quickly ran away.
Lin Bufan unleashed the Heavenly Will Four Symbols Technique, and fierce winds came from all directions.
It transformed into a powerful, semi-transparent giant hand, lifting the debris off their heads.
Li Hanyi's eyes flickered as she came to a new understanding of Lin Bufan's strength.
He didn't use this move just now. How many moves does he still have to use?
Is he letting me have my way?
If he goes all out, can I withstand it?
While she was lost in thought, Lin Bufan heard her thoughts and smiled, "Don't doubt yourself. These are all auxiliary techniques. I'm not even as good as you in a fight."
Li Hanyi blushed, her thoughts read, and stubbornly said, "Next time we duel, I hope you go all out, use every move you can, except..."
She looked seven parts ashamed and indignant, her emotions suddenly becoming agitated: "Except for low-level tricks, like the one just now."
That kind of thing was a lewd trick, a reckless trick, an improper trick, a dishonest trick.
He took advantage of his strength and bullied her, a weak woman.
No expert fights by grabbing their opponent; that's shameless and despicable.
"Okay, next time I'll use a more normal approach."
Lin Bufan said confidently, "Hanyi, I have already learned your Still Water Technique, and I will use it next time."
As he spoke, he demonstrated, drawing in the Divine Dragon Sword and drawing out a still water sword intent in front of him.
Countless streams of clear water suddenly surged into the air, converging into a giant water column.
The water jet surged forward at breakneck speed, its destructive power astounding, whipping up countless wood chips and smashing through doors and walls.
Finally, with a deafening roar, the Dengtian Pavilion was blown to smithereens, reduced to rubble.
Li Hanyi stood rooted to the spot, speechless with astonishment.
What terrifying comprehension!
That was her first thought.
Lin Bufan had just told her: an immortal body, plus extraordinary comprehension.
It turns out it's true; he really does have extraordinary comprehension.
She only used the "Still Water" sword technique three times in front of him, but he quickly grasped its essence and was able to adapt it for his own use, successfully executing it.
Not to mention the three city lords, even the great city lord did not have such enlightenment.
"Hanyi, are you not stopping? Why are you using the Still Water Three Forms again?"
Sikong Changfeng flew over, rambling on and on, full of helplessness.
He assumed that the sword strike just now was from Li Hanyi.
Apart from Li Hanyi, no one in the world can wield the Still Water Sword.
However, Li Hanyi said, "It wasn't me who did it, it was Lin Bufan."
Sikong Changfeng nodded habitually: "Alright, alright, it's fine if you let him take the blame, anyway, I'll be the one fixing it."
"Father~" Sikong Qianluo jumped over and said seriously, "It really is Young Master Lin's Still Water Sword Intent. His comprehension is heaven-defying."
What? Exceptional comprehension?
Even the most extraordinary person couldn't possibly master and apply something just by watching it three times.
Sikong Changfeng re-examined Lin Bufan and finally sensed a sword intent from him that was unique to Li Hanyi.
It really was him who did it?
This child is incredibly talented, with exceptional abilities.
With the city lord absent, he is the most insightful person here.
Amidst the astonished and admiring gazes of the crowd, Lin Bufan's figure seemed to gradually grow taller and more radiant, rivaling Baili Dongjun.
Overconfident in his own strength, he once again boasted arrogantly, saying to Li Hanyi, "To make it easier for us to spar, from today onwards, I will live in your Peach Blossom Garden, how about that?"
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