Chapter 397: Reappearance of the God


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    Chapter 397: The Reappearance of Gods


    Lin Sen’s strength surged as the Seven Star Sword emitted a scorching light. It was like a small sun that emitted a dazzling sword beam that enveloped Yang Fan and shed down.


    Yang Fan’s expression darkened slightly. He knew that Lin Sen’s Seven Star


    Sword was extremely sharp, so he could only choose to temporarily avoid it.


    He could not dodge in time and a wound was left on his chest. Blood dyed his body red.


    This made him even angrier. “D*mn it, if it weren’t for the fact that my strength was greatly depleted, how could this guy’s sneak attack seed?!” “Hehe, little b*stard!” Lin Sen stared at Yang Fan mockingly.


    Even Yang Fan could not help but be stunned by what had just happened.


    He did not expect to be ambushed!


    He gritted his teeth. “D*mn it! But I won’t be defeated by you!”


    Yang Fan circted the Ancient God Mantra and the spiritual energy in his body crazily poured into the spear in his hand.


    He wanted to unleash his full strength and kill Lin Sen at all costs!


    The spear in his hand trembled, and an inexplicable aura spread from it.


    “That guy’s strength has increased again?!” Lin Sen was shocked.


    He took a deep breath. He knew that he couldn’t let Yang Fan continue to grow. Once he sessfully developed, he would definitely be a great hidden danger!


    Lin Sen took a step forward and took the initiative to attack.


    As he brandished his longsword, sword intent filled the air, and his killing intent was extremely cold.


    Then, he flicked his wrist and the long sword left his palm. Like a n,yrm emerging from the sea, he stabbed at Yang Fan!


    The longsword in Lin Sen’s hand tore through the void, bringing with it a sharp and ear-piercing sound as it headed straight for Yang Fan’s head.


    “This guy’s sword intent is very strong! Looks like his strength is not simple!”


    “Is this caused by the cultivation technique he cultivates?”


    “This is a sword technique, right?”


    Yang Fan frowned slightly. He did not dare to be negligent. He swung the spear in his hand, bringing with it a snow-white light screen as he met the attack.


    Sparks flew as the attacks collided fiercely.


    The two of them were not weak and were equally matched in a fierce battle.


    However, their strength was still a realm apart.


    In the end, Yang Fan was the first to copse. He was forced to retreat step by step.


    His eyes shed with cold killing intent. “I can’t continue like this. This guy’s strength is not weaker than mine.” “In that case, let’s bring out some trump cards!”


    Yang Fan took a deep breath and the spiritual energy in his body surged.


    Beside him, a ball of white fog floated out.


    “What is this?” Lin Sen frowned. He smelled a dangerous aura.


    There seemed to be a figure in the white fog that revealed a suffocating and terrifying aura.


    The white fog suddenly surged like a living creature and pounced at Lin Sen.


    The figure in the white fog shed and arrived in front of him in an instant. He threw a punch, and a terrifying might swept out, crushing the void.


    Lin Sen’s expression changed drastically. He didn’t resist it head-on. He dodged to the side.


    The white fog smashed into the ground, creating a hole.


    “What is this thing? Why can it release such power?” Lin Sen was secretly shocked.


    “Hahaha! This is the Illusory Fog I justprehended!” Yang Fan said with augh.


    “So you’ve alreadyprehended your own unique skill. No wonder you’re so powerful!” Lin Sen suddenly understood.


    The Illusory Fog was extremely difficult to cultivate and required a lot of practice.


    However, Yang Fan hadprehended the Illusory Fog, which meant that he had very high attainments.


    “Your strength is indeed not bad. It’s a pity that you met me. You will definitely lose today.” Lin Sen looked at Yang Fan coldly and said indifferently.


    Although Yang Fan was powerful, he was not a match for him.


    “Cut the crap and die!” Yang Fan roared. His spear danced, turning into thousands of afterimages thatpletely enveloped Lin Sen.


    Lin Sen’s body moved swiftly to dodge the attack.


    Suddenly, Yang Fan’s figure froze.


    Almost at the same time, Lin Sen seized the opportunity and stabbed with the longsword in his hand, piercing through Yang Fan’s abdomen.


    Yang Fan’s body trembled violently and he spat out a mouthful of blood.


    “I won…” Lin Sen grinned sinisterly. He pulled out the long sword stuck in Yang Fan’s abdomen and took a step forward, wanting to kill him.


    Yang Fan gripped his spear tightly. His body swayed as he tried his best to support himself.


    “You shouldn’t havee. Now, I’ll send you to hell,” Lin Sen said coldly. He held his long sword and was about to sh at Yang Fan.


    However, at this moment, Yang Fan’s figure suddenly became blurry, as if he had fused into the void.


    Lin Sen’s eyes narrowed. His longsword shed at Yang Fan’s original position, but it didn’t hit anything.


    Yang Fan appeared behind him. The spear in his hand brought a sharp wind as it whistled over.


    The sound of metal shing was heard.


    Lin Sen’s reaction was also extremely swift. He blocked Yang Fan’s attack on the spot.


    He grabbed the spear with his left hand and brandished his sword with his other hand, stabbing at him.


    “Die!” Lin Sen shouted.


    The longsword in his hand contained a huge might as it directly broke the spear in Yang Fan’s hand.


    The spear shattered, and the sleeve of Yang Fan’s entire right arm shattered, revealing the firm and strong muscles inside, filled with explosive strength.


    “I’ll finish you off with my right fist!” Yang Fan said calmly.


    “Heh, I’m a ss 9 Martial Apprentice. What’s your right hand? It can’t withstand a single blow!” Lin Sen said disdainfully.


    Lin Sen swung his longsword, bringing with it a silver light as he shed at Yang Fan’s head.


    A crisp sound could be heard.


    Yang Fan’s fist collided with Lin Sen’s longsword.


    Surprise appeared on Lin Sen’s face. “What the hell? Why is this guy’s fist so hard?”


    He was shocked. He felt the skin between his thumb and index finger go numb.


    Yang Fan took advantage of his absent-mindedness and pushed off his feet. He leaped up and raised his leg to kick Lin Sen’s head.


    Lin Sen was caught off guard and suffered a heavy kick to the head. He felt dizzy and he staggered a few steps.


    “You’re courting death!” Lin Sen was furious. He pulled out the short knife at his waist.


    “Illusory fog, kill!” Yang Fan shouted and swept his long sword. Immediately, dozens of figures appeared around him.


    “What the hell?” Lin Sen was shocked.


    His figure kept dodging.


    “Regardless of whether it’s your real body or an illusion, I’m not afraid of anything!” Lin Sen said coldly.


    Lin Sen swung the Seven Star Sword in his hand and killed all the figures.


    He was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Yang Fan’s side and shed down.


    Yang Fan’s body swayed, but he still stabilized himself.


    “No, this guy has too many illusions!” Lin Sen sensed that something was wrong.


    As expected, the illusions suddenly disappeared, revealing Yang Fan’s figure. Just as Lin Sen was about to stab him, Yang Fan’s body instantly disappeared.


    “Huh? Where did this kid go?” He was stunned..