Chapter 3187 Without Zidian, who are you?

Father?

Yes, the old man with ghost hands whom Protector Lu Long calls 'father'... Lu Fan is one of the four disciples of Lord Ice and the founder of Ice Storm Sword Pavilion.

He was also the most outstanding demon in swordsmanship under the former Ice Lord.

When Xiao Yi heard the word 'Lu Fan', he actually already knew the identity of the old man with ghost hands.

At this moment, Lu Fan looked at the ice storm giant sword in Lu Long's hand and sneered, "With your peak cultivation level and this sword, how many moves do you think you can take in my hands?"

Lu Long's face no longer looked ugly, replaced by endless coldness.

"Do your parents still remember this ice storm sword?"

Lu Fan nodded, "This sword is mine, so I remember it."

"When you were 16 years old, I personally handed this sword to you."

Lu Long said coldly, "But my father also handed over the Ice Storm Sword Pavilion to me at the same time."

"And you disappeared without a trace. There has been no news for eight million years. I don't even know whether you are alive or dead."

"I still remember my father's words before he left. Holding the Ice Storm Giant Sword in hand, I have inherited the swordsmanship from my master, Bing Zun, and I need to protect it for the rest of my life."

"The meaning of the Ice Storm Sword Pavilion's existence is the inheritance of the Ice Lord, not anything else."

"This is also the meaning of our Lu family's existence."

The sword intent in Lu Long's hand was already bursting out, "I remember these words firmly."

"But father, he forgot."

"When you become the enemy of the Palace Master, you will be the person I, Lu Long, must kill, and the enemy of our entire Ice Lord lineage."

"Bing Zun's lineage?" Lu Fan heard this and burst out laughing, "Hahahaha."

"What's the point of the Ice Lord lineage?"

"Ice Lord, what do you mean?"

"He died. When he died, there was no sound. What happened to the dignified Lord Ice?"

"And you." Lu Fan looked at Xia Yifeng and the others with cold eyes, "When did your blood relatives die? Do you still remember?"

"How silent was the founder of the Ice Palace when he died? How did he transform from a strong man to a person unable to wait for death? Who knows?"

In the long history of Ice Lord's lineage, Ice Palace and Ice Storm Sword Pavilion were founded by the four disciples of Ice Lord.

Originally, there was only the Ice Palace.

Bing family, Xia family, Nangong family, Lu family.

Later, there were rumors that the ancestors of the Lu family did not get along with the ancestors of the three families, so they left the Ice Palace and founded the Ice Storm Sword Pavilion.

Lu Fan is the ancestor of the Lu family and the founder of Ice Storm Sword Pavilion.

"The ancestors of your three families are all dead."

"Only I, Lu Fan, am still alive and well."

"Not only am I living a good life, I have now surpassed Master Bing Zun. I have broken through the realm that Master Bing could not break through in his entire life."

"This is where they are inferior to me."

"A joke." Xia Yifeng said coldly, "The ancestors of the three families died when the time came."

"What about you? In order to cross the limit and gain a longer life, you have lived for a long time without being human or ghost."

"You alone are qualified to be compared with Master Bingzun?"

"That's enough." Lu Fan shouted coldly and waved the old ghost-like palm in his hand.

"Who told you that the three of them died when their time came?"

"Are you Luo Laogou? Are those hypocrites in the Eighth Palace?"

"They are like fools and believed in the Eighth Palace."

"Now the four of you are also four stupid donkeys who believe in the Eighth Palace."

Lu Fan's tone became more and more excited. Turn around and open your eyes to see clearly.

"You are here to protect their Gu family, but what about their Gu family?"

"Why are they inside the clan protection formation while you are outside?"

"Why are they unwilling to let you in? Let the four of you face this endless siege of evil beasts alone?"

"If I hadn't missed your Bing Zun lineage's unfaithful sentiments, the four of you would be four corpses now."

Bang…

A black energy surged in Lu Fan's hand.

That ghost hand suddenly became frightening.

"I just want to get out of here for the last time, otherwise I will kill you without mercy."

boom…

The aura of ghost hands invaded.

This momentum alone caused Lu Long's sword power to dissipate, and the four guardians all had trouble breathing.

There seemed to be layers of corrosive energy on the four protectors, and they kept roaring.

tread…

Xiao Yi took a sudden step, and as soon as his foot landed, the aura of the ghost hand disappeared instantly.

Xiao Yi stared at Lu Fan coldly, "I don't know the grudges back then."

"I don't know exactly what happened back then."

"But, I don't care." Xiao Yi's eyes instantly became cold and even ferocious.

"As I said, whoever dares to stand next to Shui Ninghan again or help her in the slightest is my enemy, Xiao Yi."

"You are no exception."

He still remembered that at the end of his first trip, he met the Lord of Guisha City who was defeated by the sword of the Lord of Lingyan Pavilion.

At that time, he took the Lord of Guisha City back to the Black Demon Palace for treatment.

But Senior Luo was so furious that he even kicked the seriously injured Guisha City Lord out of the door.

At that time, he asked Senior Luo why.

Senior Luo only said that the master of Lingyan Pavilion should have been killed by his disciples.

Xiao Yi still clearly remembered how angry Senior Luo was at that time, and how disappointed he was when he looked at Changtian Liquor Demon and the other six people and said, "My disciples are useless."

Now, Xiao Yi suddenly understood.

As a friend of Lord Bing, this rebellious disciple of Lord Bing, it is natural for him to be a disciple of Lord Luo to clean up the family.

boom…

A terrifying and strange aura erupted from Lu Fan again.

"It seems that I made a wrong decision not to kill you back then."

"You are a small person at the peak of your realm. Without your kendo sword, what qualifications do you have to be so presumptuous in front of me."

boom…

Lu Fan's figure disappeared instantly.

A ghost hand instantly struck Xiao Yi's throat.

Clang…

A generous and heavy sword appeared out of thin air in Xiao Yi's hand.

The heavy sword blocked the ghost hand.

"Without Zidian, I still have Zhanxing." Xiao Yi's eyes were filled with killing intent.

"Today, I will clear the door for Lord Bing."

"Red Star, come down."

Boom...a sea of ​​scarlet stars descended instantly.

Sizzsssssssssssssss…

There was a harsh sound on the Star-cutting Sword.

Lu Fan's ghost hand was not afraid of the sharp edge of the Star-cutting Sword. He held it with one hand, and instead used the sword's blade to draw sparks.

Xiao Yi felt the amazing aura on Lu Fan's body and narrowed his eyes, "You are indeed at the third level of the Sovereign Realm."

Lu Fan laughed evilly, "Today, there are no elites from the Eighth Palace to share with you Yuan Power."
To be continued...