1597: C1597 Goodbye to Sha Xue'er(last Part)

C1597 Goodbye to Sha Xue'er(last Part)

0"Lin Fann, don't be so proud, take another hit from me."

A soft reprimand sounded out, and a black circle appeared on the ground. As the dense fog surged, waves of fierce and evil Qi emitted from it.

A black figure slowly emerged from the circle. He was carrying a sharp broadsword on his shoulder. As the black faded away, he revealed a ghost that was tied up to a white belt.

"Ghost Soldier's strength, this is fine."

Lin Fann directly welcomed the incoming attack with both of his hands as he could feel the aura coming from the body of the White Bandits. For existences like the Ghost Soldier, they could be used as training partners, especially physical ones.

Boom ~ ~ Boom ~

Ghost Soldier, who received the order, raised his big blade and chopped down towards Lin Fann's head. Although it was a Ghost Soldier, it did not affect its intelligence. In his eyes, Lin Fann not dodging was courting death.

Rip ~

As the large blade fell, there was a metallic sound of friction in the blink of an eye. He did not dodge Lin Fann's attack and met it head on with both of his arms, allowing Ghost Soldier's blade to strike down.

While Lin Fann blocked the descending broadsword, he would move forward from time to time to receive it. Every time the Ghost Soldier's attack landed, Lin Fann would not only use his arms to block it, he would also use other parts of his body to defend it.

Every time he tried to block it, a faint golden light would flash, and the black gas in the blade would dissipate. If it was just a simple attack, there wouldn't be much of a problem, but now that the number of attacks had increased, there was a problem.

The power of virtue was itself the nemesis of the evil aura, no matter how strong the evil aura on Ghost Soldier was, it would still be evil. As the power of merits continued to decrease, the aura of the Ghost Soldier in his bandages also continued to decrease.

"Sha Xue'er, do you have any other moves?"

After driving back the Ghost Soldier, Lin Fann joked: "Or maybe you used a Maoshan Sect technique to let me see it?"

"Hmph, you've already discovered it. This isn't fun at all."

A beautiful figure appeared in the alley out of thin air. Who else could it be other than Sha Xue'er?

"It really is you, Xue'er." Looking at the displeased Sha Xue'er, Lin Fann laughed, "You followed me for so long and still dare to make a move on me, are you trying to make things a little more fun?"

"Or what? I went down the mountain once with great difficulty, so of course I wanted to have some fun. "

Sha Xue'er rolled her eyes at Lin Fann, then coldly snorted: "Furthermore, with your strength, Lin Fann, if you can't even block this bit of attack from me, then you don't need to participate in Luotian Festival anymore."

"Xue'er, you make a lot of sense. I don't know how to refute you."

Lin Fann didn't continue arguing with Sha Xue'er. He spread his hands and said, "I thought you had already gone back to Mao Mountain. I didn't expect to see you again."

"The Luotian Festival will only start next spring. It's not worth it to go back at such a good time. It's not easy for me to make a trip down the mountain." Sha Xue'er rolled her eyes at Lin Fann and said, "You have to have fun at least. Don't let me see you picking up girls."

Lin Fann: "..."

It became fun for Sha Xue'er to pick up a girl. Lin Fann was speechless when he heard this, but at the same time, he re-examined this Mao Mountain girl.

Sha Xue'er gave off a calming vibe. It was comfortable to the eye, and the body was covered only by loose clothes.

"Xue'er, do you mean to say that you want to experience the feeling of being soaked?"

Blinking his eyes, Lin Fann gestured: "If you really want to experience it, I can reluctantly help you."

"I'm going to die. Lin Fann, you dare to take advantage of me."

Being glared at by Lin Fann with that naughty look of his, Sha Xue'er scolded: "Do you want to fight three hundred rounds? As a disciple of Maoshan Sect, I'm not afraid of you."

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