Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1202 - 1200: Ancient Divine Sword—Black Sword!

Lin Fan's face immediately darkened, the corner of his mouth curled upward, and a sense of hostility arose.

The other party was certainly not joking.

A confident look, as if one sword could kill Lin Fan.

Such confidence is not something everyone has.

Moreover.

The opponent clearly recognized him.

Not only did they recognize him, but they were also quite familiar with him, they probably already had a deep understanding of him.

Lin Fan furrowed his brow and coldly glanced at the Black Sword in Ling Wudeng's hand.

The all-black sword body seemed to have the ability to devour light.

All the light shining on it had no reflection whatsoever. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

However.

The sword body shimmered with another kind of indescribable weirdness, as if it could suck a person's gaze into it.

Truly terrifying.

Lin Fan knew he was somewhat enthralled, quickly diverting his eyes, filled with deep suspicion.

"Little Fan Fan, be careful!"

The Emperor Jade suddenly transformed into the appearance of a young girl, appearing in Lin Fan's mind.

Lin Fan was taken aback, not expecting the Emperor Jade to pop out at this time.

Whenever the Emperor Jade appeared, it always meant that things were extremely troublesome.

"Emperor Jade, what's up with that pitch-black sword?" Lin Fan curiously asked.

The Emperor Jade's expression was grave and serious, remaining silent for a while.

After a long time, he spoke solemnly.

"Among heaven and earth, seven Ancient Divine Swords are said to exist. The Cloud Shadow Sword of the Fifth Sword Emperor that you've seen, along with the Xuanyuan Sword in your hand, are among them. And the Black Sword in his hand is also one of the Ancient Divine Swords."

"It is said that in the time before chaos opened, when the world was still in darkness, the Black Sword harbored the power of darkness and emerged across the sky. It was not crafted by any specialist but was naturally formed by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, making it all the more precious."

"The Black Sword was born in chaotic darkness, entirely black, carrying a formidable power of darkness, a declaration against light, any radiance seeing it would be absorbed. Even light cannot escape the control of the Black Sword; you must be extremely cautious."

The Emperor Jade explained with furrowed brows.

He hadn't expected the Black Sword to fall into Ling Wudeng's hands.

The legendary Black Sword had not appeared for a long, long time, thousands or tens of thousands of years? Nobody remembers clearly.

Yet now it was in Ling Wudeng's hands, truly strange.

The power of the Black Sword, even she had never experienced, much less Lin Fan.

Though Lin Fan feared neither heaven nor earth, being full of courage.

Seeing the Emperor Jade so worried and restless, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious too.

After all.

This was the second time he saw the Emperor Jade show such a look of fear, the last time was when he died.

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? He's an Ancient Divine Sword, and so am I. At worst, we'll perish together."

Lin Fan smiled playfully, trying to ease the atmosphere.

In the past.

The Emperor Jade would always bicker and argue with him, but this time alone, the Emperor Jade remained silent.

"Little Fan Fan, never be careless."

Lin Fan helplessly scratched the back of his head, reluctantly saying, "Alright, alright, I got it, why are you so nagging, making me a bit nervous. It's just a Middle Heavenly Venerate of the second level, what's there to fear."

He wielded the Xuanyuan Sword, with the Dragon Bone protecting him, what was there to be afraid of.

He thought the Emperor Jade was indeed making a fuss, losing without a fight.

After coming to the Sumeru Continent, he hadn't encountered a true opponent, which was just right, making him eager to have a go, to play around.

"Little Fan Fan..."

The Emperor Jade seemed to want to say something more.

But Lin Fan was unwilling to listen, cutting off the Divine Sense before he could finish.

He raised his head, solemnly looking at Ling Wudeng, a grin full of excitement, eyes full of madness.

"What are you waiting for, come on."

No sooner had he spoken.

Lin Fan drew the Xuanyuan Sword, golden light instantly burst forth, enveloping his entire body in brilliant golden rays.

Ling Wudeng's face originally showed no expression.

But upon seeing Lin Fan draw the Xuanyuan Sword, his eyebrows twitched, revealing a slightly surprised look.

"So this is the famous Xuanyuan Sword."

"Scared, aren't you!" Lin Fan laughed. This guy was not as terrifying as the Emperor Jade said, just scaring himself.

Ling Wudeng rarely expressed a smile.

Contempt.

Mockery.

Helplessness.

Aloofness.

Never would he have thought a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor would actually ask if he was scared.

Scared?

The word had long since disappeared from his mind.

He didn't even know how to write it.

He had never felt fear.

And for a mere Ninth Rank Saint Emperor to use such a word to taunt him was absolutely unforgivable.

Unforgivable!

His heart immediately ignited with blazing fury, his eyes widening to shoot out a chilling flash that made one's heart tremble.

Lin Fan squinted, observing the changes in Ling Wudeng's expression.

This guy was likely a lunatic.

And a lunatic who doesn't like to talk.

"I do admire your courage to dare come up the mountain alone. But sometimes it's not courage, just blind confidence, merely seeking death."

Ling Wudeng seemed to speak the longest sentence of his life, panting afterward.

"If you don't like to talk, then don't, lest you choke on your own words."

Lin Fan shrugged with a mischievous grin, teasingly retorted.

As soon as he finished speaking.

Whoosh!

Lin Fan suddenly dashed out.

Instant Escape!

The words and expression of the Emperor Jade left a deep impression on Lin Fan, he was optimistic but not foolish.

Since Ling Wudeng was hard to deal with, it was better to strike first, to test his depths!

A flash of gold streaked through the air!

A fraction of a second.

Lin Fan was already in front of Ling Wudeng.

"Catch this!"

He yelled, piercing the heavens with his shout.

Ling Wudeng had thought Lin Fan defeated those far beyond his cultivation realm merely because he wielded the Xuanyuan Sword.

Yet never expected such speed as well.

Caught off guard for the moment.

When he realized it, the Xuanyuan Sword was just centimeters away from his waist, a moment's delay and Lin Fan would have cleaved him in two.

However.

After all, he was a second-level Middle Heavenly Venerate, with lightning-fast reflexes.

Though only centimeters away, as long as he was aware, there was no way it could harm him.

Golden light slashed through!

Leaving a golden trail, even cutting through the void.

Yet.

At that moment.

Ling Wudeng's figure vanished suddenly, like a ghost, without a trace.

Lin Fan's Xuanyuan Sword cut through empty space.

What?!

Lin Fan's heart was suddenly stunned, he had used both Instant Escape and Xuanyuan Sword, intending to catch his opponent off guard, to defeat him in a single strike.

But just before success.

Easily neutralized by Ling Wudeng, without the least bit of effort.

How could this not astonish him?

A sharp glint flashed in Lin Fan's eyes, this guy was indeed difficult to handle!

He immediately withdrew the Xuanyuan Sword, stood by his side, eyes scanning all around, searching for Ling Wudeng's leaping figure.

However.

On this mountainside, there was no trace of Ling Wudeng.

As if this person had never existed!

Terror.

Horror.

Hair-raising!

This was an enemy Lin Fan had never encountered before, strength beyond astonishment.

He now realized that the Emperor Jade's words were not alarmism. Just what was the background of this guy, being so monstrous and terrifying?

Even more astonishing was.

A person like this actually submitted to Dongmen Buju.

What kind of monster was Dongmen Buju?

In Lin Fan's mind, the name Mo Ningxiang popped up, though he was in danger now, he couldn't help but worry about Mo Ningxiang.

Can't wait any longer.

Who knows, Dongmen Buju might have already gone after Ningxiang.

"Come out!"

He roared to the surroundings, but the empty mountainside echoed only his voice.