Honestly, the strike that just landed came too fast.
The old Daoist had no time to react.
His eyes widened to their fullest.
For a moment, his eyeballs nearly popped out!
Damn it…
How could this be?
Ah, ah…
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it!
The prestigious technique of the Gu Sect, the Heaven Shaking Fist, had been defeated by a mere brute force punch?
This…
This was utterly inconceivable!
The old Daoist felt a prickle of fear in his scalp. Was this fake disciple so powerful?
With just one blow, a peak Grandmaster was rendered so disheveled?
Every time he thought of this, his spirit jolted, and his face lit up with excitement!
*Hoo hoo…*
It was too damn exciting!
It felt incredibly satisfying!
With a disciple like Chen Fan, wouldn't he be able to flatten the entire Gu Sect today?
Thinking of this, the old Daoist’s face broke into a delighted grin.
“Haha… Gu Lin, Gu Lin, now you know my might, don’t you!”
“How about that? My disciple is awesome, isn’t he!”
Gu Lin, at this moment, staggered and was completely stunned.
The Gu Sect’s renowned technique was no match for Chen Fan.
With just one blow, he had been utterly defeated!
He lowered his head, enduring the pain…
“Hoo… you old scoundrel, I never imagined you’d have such a disciple!”
“Heavens, it’s truly unfair!”
“Why should someone like you possess such a capable disciple?”
Gu Lin was extremely displeased, roaring furiously.
The old Daoist chuckled again, “Heh heh… you old scoundrel, you still don’t believe it? This is my destiny, what can you do about it?”
“Heaven is benevolent and thus bestowed upon me such a disciple!”
“That’s right, Heaven also sent me here for revenge!”
“Hahahaha… tell me, are you convinced or not?”
“Not convinced…” Gu Lin immediately retorted, narrowing his eyes and spitting angrily, “If you want me to be convinced, dream on!”
“Understand?”
The old Daoist’s gaze turned cold. “You old fossil, you’re truly stubborn, but it doesn’t matter. Disciple, just cripple this old thing!”
Chen Fan said nothing more.
He slowly walked towards Gu Lin.
Gu Lin wanted to resist, but after losing an arm, his strength was depleted, leaving him no power to fight back.
His instinctive reaction was to stagger back.
Indeed, by now, he was a little afraid… As a martial artist, his greatest fear was having his cultivation crippled.
Just as Chen Fan was about to make his move.
Suddenly, a flying sword shot out from the manor, landing precisely in front of Chen Fan.
*Thump!*
It pierced down forcefully!
The ground was stirred up by a cloud of dust.
“Stop!”
The next second, a gray figure flashed out.
For martial artists in the martial arts world, many possessed Qinggong…
Therefore, Chen Fan was not particularly impressed by what he saw.
This gray-robed elder stood directly on the hilt of the sword, exuding an air of a powerful master.
Most people would be astonished by this sight, finding it incredibly cool and powerful!
However, the old Daoist saw it as showing off and glared, shouting, “Gu Xi, what are you pretending for? You’re just a mid-stage Grandmaster! Stop being so arrogant! Anyone who doesn’t know would think you’re a Sword Immortal!”
Gu Xi was the Grand Elder of the Gu Sect, a sword cultivator… He narrowed his eyes and said, “In this era, I am the Sword Immortal!”
“Is there a problem with that?”
“Hahaha…”