God-Level Recovery: Starting From The Twin Martial Soul

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Seeing the white-bearded old man, Ye Chen shouted respectfully.

However, the white-bearded old man ignored Ye Chen.

"Boy."

"Use your lightsaber formed from the power of wind and thunder to kill me."

The white-bearded old man said to Lin Fan.

"Hurry up, don't wait any longer."

The old man said coldly.

"oh."

"Then, I'll take action."

"Be careful."

Lin Fan nodded.

The lightsaber, which blended the power of wind and thunder, slashed at the white-bearded old man.

An aura that destroyed the sword's will was released on the blue lightsaber.

Keng.

The sound of sword energy slashing sounded.

An invisible barrier appeared in front of the old man, directly absorbing the sword energy.

"Brother Lin Fan."

"You, have you understood my sword of destruction?"

Ye Chen's eyes widened in disbelief at this moment.

Just now, when Lin Fan's body wavered with sword intent, he thought he had sensed it wrong.

After all, Ye Chen learned the Sword of Destruction from his grandfather.

This took him a long time to realize.

There is no third person in the whole world who can.

But the moment Lin Fan unleashed the Sword of Destruction.

Only then did Ye Chen realize.

Lin Fan really knows how to destroy the sword.

And, I was suddenly a little bit shocked.

Is this sword intention of destruction so easy to comprehend?

"Just now."

"You kill me with the Sword of Destruction."

"Well, I feel like something happened in an instant."

Lin Fan said quickly.

"Epiphany?"

"But your speed of enlightenment is too exaggerated."

The white-bearded old man said in shock.

"Is it because this kid only comprehended one thousandth of the meaning of the Destruction Sword, so the time for enlightenment was short."

Kumu said.

"possible."

"If that's the case, this kid's martial arts talent is too terrifying."

The old man in red robe nodded.

"Boy Lin Fan."

"Come."

"Come and try to understand the sword of destruction."

The white-bearded old man said to Lin Fan again.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red.

Nine soul rings were moving up and down on his body.

The bright light of the red soul ring reflected the surroundings, and the terrifying pressure seemed to completely freeze the air.

This white-bearded old man, Ye Chen's grandfather, is a Nine-ring Titled Douluo.

Moreover, he actually has two soul rings that are one hundred thousand years old.

What a terrifying existence this is.

The white-bearded old man restrained the pressure on his body.

Released the sword of destruction.

However, the white-bearded old man's destructive sword intention was completely different from Ye Chen.

Ye Chen only understood one thousandth of it, not even half-assed.

However, the old man with white beard has complete sword intention of destruction.

Lin Fan was faintly aware of the Destruction Sword Intent, and could feel a more profound martial arts realm, which was a more profound existence than the martial arts realm.

However, the white-bearded old man was deliberately suppressing it and did not release it.

He felt the destructive sword intent released by the white-bearded old man.

Lin Fan only felt a little bit, as if he was about to be torn apart.

Lin Fan estimated his own endurance limit and gritted his teeth to feel more of the sword's power of destruction.

When Lin Fan came into contact with more of the Destruction Sword Intent, his eyes lit up, but the next moment.

Lin Fan's body was blown away like a cannonball.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out violently, and Lin Fan's aura instantly weakened.

"Lin Fan."

"Brother Lin Fan."

Lu Luan and Ye Chen both called out slightly worriedly.

"I'm fine."

"I'm just too weak."

"This Titled Douluo is too powerful."

"I can't bear the pressure."

Lin Fan shook his head.

Even though the white-bearded old man restrained his oppressive aura.

However, the destructive sword intent released could not be restrained.

After all, if he restrained himself, Lin Fan wouldn't be able to feel it.

But this is how I feel and understand directly.

Lin Fan couldn't bear the terrifying and destructive aura released by the Destruction Sword Intent.

Just a breath.

If Lin Fan was any more reckless, he might lose his life.

Wipe the blood from the corner of your mouth.

Lin Fan immediately sat down cross-legged and realized what he had gained in that moment.

That's right, although Lin Fan was seriously injured directly by the white-bearded old man's Destruction Sword Intent.

But he did achieve a huge gain.

Time, three hours later.

"Ding. Destroy Sword Intent mission, 300/1000."

The system's voice sounded in Lin Fan's mind.