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Everyone was shocked to see such a scene.

They knew that although Qilin Zhenren's whisk looked ordinary, it was as precious as Murong Baoding's halberd.

It is a treasure that is enough to drive an entire sect crazy.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated by Lin Fan as soon as the battle began.

Even though they already knew that Lin Fan was extraordinary, they were still shocked by the scene before them.

Qilin Zhenren himself also frowned.

In theory, a whisk or a weapon are all external possessions and should not be taken seriously.

But after all, this thing has been with me for sixty years, so it is impossible to say that I have no feelings for it.

Thinking of this, Qilin Zhenren's face turned pale and his eyes became even colder!

"Murong Baoding is one, and this poor Taoist whisk is the other! Lin Fan, you have touched my reverse scale, and I will not let you go today!"

As Qilin Zhenren said this, he waved his sleeves and struck out with a palm!

His palm strike seemed ordinary, but it brought with it a suffocating gust of wind, making the onlookers feel a tightness in their chests and difficulty breathing!

"What a horrible old monster!"

Everyone was panicked.

They had never seen such a terrible attack before in their lives.

Even before, Murong Baoding had not acted with such courage.

Although Murong Baoding was heroic and unrestrained, and full of murderous aura, the power of his attack was completely insufficient to be compared with this palm!

Even the strongest move is like this!

"This is the strength of an old monster in the Heavenly Man Realm... Can Lin Fan handle it?"

Yelu Baoyu twisted his hands together and couldn't help but worry.

Gongzhufen Xiaonian's face turned pale.

I just spoke up for Lin Fan. If Lin Fan loses, won't Qilin Zhenren take revenge on me later?

It was too late to regret now, she could only pray in her heart that Lin Fan would win.

Facing this terrifying palm strike, Lin Fan's reaction was extremely calm.

Didn't even try to hide!

He moved his body slightly and also sent out a palm, which collided with Qilin Zhenren's attack!

boom!

When the two palms touched each other, a strong wind suddenly erupted, blowing sand and rocks everywhere, and it took a long time to calm down.

Lin Fan stood there, intact, his expression unchanged.

On the contrary, Qilin Zhenren couldn't help but take three steps back, his face looking extremely ugly!

"How could this be?"

Qilin Zhenren looked at his palm in shock and questioned his life!

As a top master in the Heavenly Man Realm, he actually fell into a disadvantage with just one move?

I haven't felt this way for decades!

Lin Fan was calm.

The power of the Three Pure Ones seems powerful and has infinite uses.

In his opinion, a weakness is inevitable!

Masters at the same level have almost the same strength.

The clone of Qilin Zhenren is equivalent to dispersing his own power into several parts at once.

It’s okay to bully the weak ones.

If he meets a true master like me, he will definitely not be his opponent!

Sure enough, in Lin Fan's opinion, the clone of Qilin Zhenren was not much stronger than Murong Baoding.

Of course, this may also be the reason why Qilin Zhenren has not mastered this technique.

Qilin Zhenren also realized this and felt something was wrong.

He said coldly: "I will punish you today, but don't let me meet you next time!"

Having said that, he was about to leave.

He knew he was no match for his opponent and didn't want to lose his clone here.

Lin Fan would not give him this opportunity.

"Want to leave? Since you're here, stay!"

Qilin Zhenren wanted to run, but Lin Fan was faster!

His figure was as fast as lightning, and he appeared in front of Qilin Zhenren almost instantly!

Shoot it with the same palm!

This palm strike gave Qilin Zhenren the feeling that the surrounding world was sealed off, leaving him with nowhere to escape!

It's like a bird trapped in a cage, no matter how it flaps its wings, it's useless.

Qilin Zhenren's expression finally changed drastically!

At this moment, he felt extremely regretful and underestimated Lin Fan's strength!

Unfortunately, it's too late!

Qilin Zhenren tried his best to resist, but was still knocked back by a palm and hit the rock wall hard!

puff!

The clone of one of the strongest people in the world was hit by a palm and vomited blood, his face as pale as gold paper!

Yelu Baoyu and others could hardly believe their eyes!

Qilin Zhenren, a world-famous old monster, is an absolutely powerful man that no one dares to underestimate.

He couldn't even last two rounds against Lin Fan?

The most exaggerated thing is that Qilin Zhenren couldn’t even escape and was beaten back!

Even though this is just one of his clones, it is enough to show how terrifying Lin Fan's strength is.

Gongzhufen clenched his hands tightly and finally felt relieved!

Unlike last time, this time I finally made the right choice!

Sure enough, it’s right to stand on Lin Fan’s side!

Qilin Zhenren looked dejected as he looked at Lin Fan who was slowly approaching.

"Ahem... Lin Fan, you're so audacious! Do you dare to kill my clone?"

Qilin Zhenren spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and said in a deep voice.

His identity is the National Master of Beimang and the leader of Dao Sect!

Not to mention killing one of his clones, just injuring him would shock the entire Northern Mang, and even the world!

"Your Majesty will not give up easily, and neither will I, the real Taoist!"

Qilin Zhenren threatened.

Lin Fan scoffed, "So much nonsense! I'll just kill him, what's the big deal?"

He didn't hesitate and slapped down!

The clone of Qilin Zhenren has stopped breathing!

Once this top-level expert comes out, he will shock the government and the public.

He died in Lin Fan's hands without even a chance to resist!

Qilin Zhenren has lived for nearly a hundred years, and has never experienced such humiliation!

The ancestral temple of Taoist sect!

Qilin Zhenren's real body suddenly opened his eyes, his face turned ashen, and his eyes were full of rage!

"What a jerk Lin Fan! How dare you kill my clone! If I don't get rid of you, where will my dignity be?"

This is a time when the world is undergoing dramatic changes and the road ahead is reopened, making it a good time to practice.

But this time, with the loss of an avatar, Qilin Zhenren's strength has dropped a lot compared to before!

Just cultivating back the lost strength is not an easy task.

Not to mention breaking through the realm!

Qilin Zhenren knew very well that the strength of the world's top powers was within a hair's breadth.

The others have already started to strive for the next level, but he himself still needs to heal his wounds!

This kind of top-level competition does not allow for any mistakes!

One step at a time, one step at a time!

Qilin Zhenren was also unable to do anything and could only close his eyes, meditate and regulate his breathing, hoping to replenish his strength as soon as possible.

Here is the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.

Yelu Baoyu and others looked at Lin Fan in disbelief.

This is the Imperial Master of Beimang. Can Lin Fan just kill him if he wants to?

It's like stepping on a small insect to death without any hesitation!

“…Lin Fan.”

Gongzhufen hesitated for a while before finally speaking: "Is it wrong for you to kill Qilin Zhenren's clone?"

"Neither Beimang nor he himself will give up!"

Qilin Zhenren is not just one person, he represents two powerful forces!

Neither the Northern Mang court nor the Dao Sect’s disciples will let Lin Fan go.

Lin Fan will have a lot of trouble in the future!

Lin Fan didn't care and chuckled.

"He's just a Qilin Zhenren. He wants revenge? Then let him come."

"He must be prepared to die at my hands along with his true form!"