Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 805: One Palm

Chapter 805: One Palm

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Zhang Yibai walked to the front of the formation.

At this moment, tens of thousands of swords danced wildly within the formation, the sound of them slicing through the air was so intense it made people's eardrums ache.

Zhang Yibai glanced left and right, then roared loudly, "A mere broken formation dares to block this old man's path?! Watch how this old man smashes your sword formation today!"

Oh, the ancestor wants me to cooperate with him to break the formation.

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Fan immediately interpreted them.

But this wasn't a sword formation at all. It was merely the combined effect of his Sword Intent and True Essence, connecting these hundreds of thousands of flying swords together, making them an extension of his own body. Controlling these flying swords was as simple as moving his own fingers.

However, since the ancestor said to break the formation...

With this thought, Lin Fan immediately used his pitiful formation expertise to barely arrange a sword formation using the flying swords as the Formation Cores.

In Hua Jin the True One's eyes, the flying swords coiled around Lin Fan suddenly expanded outward, spreading across the entire sky like countless stars. An invisible, razor-sharp Sword Qi descended like a torrential downpour. A killing intent surged from all directions, leaving nowhere to hide.

"Disaster!" Her heart filled with terror, and she hurriedly called out to warn Zhang Yibai, "Senior Zhang! He's about to fully activate the sword formation!"

After speaking, she looked at the masked Gu Changsheng, "Senior Gu, the situation is critical. Won't you lend Senior Zhang a hand?"

"Me?" Gu Changsheng pointed at himself, then at Zhang Yibai, "Help him?"

He pondered that given the gap between him and the ancestor, not dragging down the performance between the ancestor and Lin Fan was already good enough. It was best not to participate, lest his clumsy acting give the game away.

"I recall Senior Gu also has considerable formation expertise. Perhaps..."

Before Hua Jin the True One could finish her sentence.

A thunderous boom erupted from ahead.

Flying swords rained down from the sky, and Zhang Yibai stood amidst the storm composed of this sword rain.

A faint light gleamed in his eyes as he stretched out a hand and pointed forward.

*Hum—!*

The space where his fingertip touched rippled like water.

Wherever the ripples passed, the flying swords were all repelled.

The overwhelming storm also crumbled and disintegrated within the ripples.

Lin Fan's "sword formation" was broken.

"How is this possible?!" Lin Fan stared, dumbfounded, letting out an exaggerated cry of shock.

"Nothing is impossible." Zhang Yibai stood in mid-air with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze sweeping and disdainful, "Your sword path surpasses this old man's, but your Dao of Formations is still far too lacking!"

"Damn it, was my formation really that poor?"

Lin Fan dropped to one knee. All the flying swords around him fell to the ground, buzzing and trembling, seemingly suppressed by an invisible force, unable to take flight again.

"Hua Jin, the great formation is broken. What are you still waiting for?"

Zhang Yibai looked at Hua Jin the True One behind him, then his face paled, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Senior!" Seeing the blood at Zhang Yibai's mouth, Hua Jin was greatly alarmed.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury." Zhang Yibai waved his hand, "Although his formation was ordinary, his Sword Intent was too powerful. Forcibly breaking such a formation, how could one not be injured by the Sword Qi backlash? But from now on, you can only rely on yourself."

After speaking, Zhang Yibai's spirit visibly withered.

Seeing that Zhang Yibai was injured while breaking the formation, Hua Jin the True One felt intense self-blame. She immediately picked up a flying sword from the ground at random. The sword actually struggled, trying to break free from her grasp, showing just what level of control that Sword Cultivator had over the sword path.

"For This Venerable One... stop!"

With a low roar, she enveloped the flying sword with her True Essence. The sword let out a mournful cry but was ultimately completely subdued by Hua Jin the True One.

"Your life is mine!"

She shot forward together with the sword, arriving before Lin Fan in the blink of an eye.

This sword strike came from the side and rear of Lin Fan, aiming directly for his heart.

Yet Lin Fan seemed not to see it, showing no reaction.

Fierce True Essence condensed in front of the sword blade into a massive, illusory sword shape. The sharp Sword Aura swept across the ground, leaving deep, crisscrossing sword scars.

Hua Jin acknowledged that her Sword Intent and sword path were no match for Lin Fan's.

Then she would use realm suppression, using brute force to overcome skill!

Before the sword tip arrived, the Sword Aura struck first.

Lin Fan, who had remained motionless until now, suddenly shuddered the moment the Sword Aura touched him. He flipped his hand and thrust it out, actually directly grasping the sword Hua Jin the True One had thrust at him.

The sword, which Hua Jin the True One had forcibly suppressed, seemed to regain its power to resist the moment Lin Fan grasped it. It vibrated violently along with Lin Fan's hand as it slid up the blade. The moment Lin Fan's hand landed on Hua Jin the True One's wrist, the sword also flew from her grasp.

*Crack—Thud—!*

The sound of bone shattering and the flying sword hitting the ground rang out one after the other.

"Daring to use a sword before This Venerable One? Such audacity!"

Hua Jin the True One only felt a sharp pain in her wrist, as if her tendons had been severed. By the time she reacted, the sword in her hand was already gone.

In her field of vision, Lin Fan's palm suddenly swept down towards the top of her head.

What that palm unleashed wasn't a palm wind, but a Sword Qi that exploded like a cannonball.

There was hardly any time to react.

Hua Jin the True One also couldn't understand how Lin Fan could counterattack like this within the Sword Aura of her own strike. She only had time to shift her vitals away.

*Boom—!*

Like an iron hammer striking a sack.

Hua Jin was sent flying by the palm strike. After hitting the ground, she bounced up violently, finally rolling all the way back to the Kunlun Immortal Palace camp before stopping.

Everyone fell silent.

Only Lin Fan slowly withdrew his palm.

"Your formation path is decent, but ultimately, it's not as sharp as This Venerable One's sword."

A cold voice echoed in the air. Lin Fan returned to his previous spot and sat down cross-legged, his gaze icy as he swept it across all directions, "This Venerable One can form sword formations countless times, but can you all break This Venerable One's sword countless times? This Venerable One seeks only the rare treasure. Whoever dares to step forward and cause trouble again will be killed without mercy!"

After finishing, Lin Fan even threw a flirtatious glance in Zhang Yibai's direction.

As if asking the ancestor if his acting was convincing.

Zhang Yibai pretended to sit cross-legged, circulating his energy to heal, but secretly gave Lin Fan a big thumbs up.

Since the junior performed beautifully, the senior naturally had to give his full support.

"Your Eminence, are you alright?" Wang Shouyi helped the bloodied Hua Jin the True One up from the ground, his heart aching at her miserable appearance.

He didn't know that Lin Fan had already shown mercy with that palm.

Otherwise, a single palm strike could have cost Hua Jin the True One half her life.

"I... I'm fine." Hua Jin the True One wasn't seriously injured. She struggled to sit up, not daring to look at Wang Shouyi or the surrounding disciples.

She especially didn't dare to look at Zhang Yibai, who was circulating his energy to heal.

Humiliating!

It was utterly humiliating!

Senior Zhang had already helped her break the formation, yet she was still sent flying back by a single palm strike from that Sword Cultivator, who didn't even use his sword.

But... she had the advantage of realm suppression.

Is the strength of the variable truly that terrifying?

For now, she could only wait for Senior Chen to continue opening the eighth and ninth Wells of Heaven. When the restrictions of heaven and earth were further lifted, she would try again.

Hua Jin the True One sighed inwardly.

She never liked entrusting success or failure to others.

But too many strange things had happened in this cycle of reincarnation. She had no choice but to seek external help.

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