C14 Struggle

Lin Fan, who was lying on the ground, was suppressed by the demon wolf. All the muscles in his body began to stiffen, but there was a trickle of red blood coming out of the corner of his mouth. A pair of white palms tightly gripped onto the enormous head.

"Do I have to lose to this beast?" While muttering to himself, Lin Fan's hands began to weaken. The blood on his neck soaked his white clothes, making him look like a man made of blood.

The veins on his arms bulged, as if an Azure Dragon was struggling free from the scene in front of his eyes. Meanwhile, Old Mo was not in the mood to pay attention to Lin Fan. After all, even a second stage Golden Lion King was a bit of a strain on Old Mo.

The might of the Demon Wolves did not diminish as they used their two front claws to attack again. The sharp teeth immediately drew a red line on her snow-white neck. Fresh blood gushed out without restraint, causing the demon wolf's head to be covered in this red blood.

"Damned beast, you want to defeat me like this?" Lin Fan slowly closed his eyes as he laid on the ground. He then opened them all of a sudden, muttering to himself. The consciousness of survival filled Lin Fan's arms with power. Both of his hands tightly grasped the demon wolf's head as he used his strength to block the demon wolf's forward momentum.

"If you want to hurt me, you have to pay a price." Lin Fan shouted. An unknown force came from his arm, pushing away the huge body of the demon wolf. However, the two wolf claws on Lin Fan's shoulder opened up a big hole on his snow-white shoulder.

"Aooo." The demon wolf that was pushed aside by Lin Fan also felt the change in Lin Fan's body. He stared blankly for a moment, and then rushed towards Lin Fan.

With the speed of the demon wolf, Lin Fan took three steps back. He didn't know why, but he wanted to use the Eight Desolations Palm that he had just mastered. It was just that the lack of spiritual energy in his body had caused Lin Fan to fail.

Just when Lin Fan shook his head and sighed. The demon wolf rushed forward and instantly appeared in front of Lin Fan. The injured front paw dripped with blood, making the demon wolf even more violent. Looking at the Demon Wolf that was about to attack, Lin Fan quickly retreated to the left before dodging the attack.

Lin Fan, who had just regained his balance, once again began channeling the spiritual energy in his dantian, flowing it through the meridians in his body and into his arms. The moment he released it from his fingertips, there was a puff of green smoke and nothing was left.

However, Lin Fan was not discouraged, and the spiritual energy within his body began circulating once again. On one side, he avoided the attacks of the demon wolves, while on the other side, he condensed the Eight Desolations Palm. Step by step, he formed a hand seal, and each time, the spiritual energy flow to his fingertips suddenly stopped.

"Aooo." The demonic wolves attacked again and again, and the purple flames on their back suddenly intensified. Following a series of howls, the Demon Wolf's injured front paw continuously rubbed against the ground. His bloodshot eyes seemed to be filled with anger at the previous failed attack.

Lin Fan, who was watching the demon wolf from the side, smirked slightly. Frowning, that tiny Divine Sense began to scan the Demon Wolves in front of it.

Even though Lin Fan had six paths of spirit energy, in the Lin Clan and even in the entire Southern Border Town, he was just a cultivation cripple. However, only Elder Mo knew that Lin Fan's talent for righteousness lay in his spiritual will. This was also the reason why Elder Mo was able to accept Lin Fan as his disciple. After all, a powerful drug refiner must have a unique talent when it came to telepathic thoughts. Coincidentally, Lin Fan was such a person.

As he activated his Divine Sense, Lin Fan felt his facial features become much clearer, while the movements of the demon wolves in front of him seemed to slow down.

However, after probing the demon wolf with his spiritual will. The demon wolf seemed to have also felt this uncomfortable feeling. Its front claws were still dripping with blood. The fierce gaze towards Lin Fan was a bit more lax compared to before.

The demon wolf shook its head to clear itself up, looked towards Lin Fan, and then launched another attack. However, at that moment, that attack came from the back of the demon wolf.

A light purple fireball slowly formed on the back of the demon wolf, and with a turn of its body, the fireball flew towards Lin Fan. When the fireball appeared, the space Lin Fan was in instantly became hot and dry. Lin Fan stared at the fireball, not moving at all. Then, Lin Fan actually closed his eyes slowly, as if he was thinking about something.

The fireball did not stop just because of Lin Fan's current expression. The hot and dry air was cut through and the sound of wind was heard. The fireball hadn't even hit Lin Fan when a hole appeared in his chest, revealing his slightly red chest.

When the fireball was only an inch away from Lin Fan, the corners of Lin Fan's mouth curled up, and he slowly opened his eyes. Heh, so that's how it is. "

The smile on his face was filled with confidence. Then, one could clearly see the meridians on Lin Fan's arm burst forth again, the curving patterns on it looked a bit sinister.

"Eight Desolations Palm."

A gust of wind from his palm instantly blocked the fireball. The thick black smoke caused Lin Fan's white clothes to be stained with ink black. On the other hand, the demon wolf in front of him stared blankly. Seeing that his attack had lost its effect, it started to get scared. It kept backing up, wanting to escape from this place.

"You want to leave?" It's too late now. " A gust of wind, bringing with it a thick black smog, hit the Demon Wolf's injured front paw. Crunch, crunching sounds of bones breaking came from the demonic wolf's front claws. Before the demon wolf could react, a green flame shot towards the demon wolf's head.

But at this moment, Lin Fan looked at the fallen demon wolf in surprise. He hadn't even attacked yet and the wolf had already fallen? However, while Lin Fan was dumbfounded, Elder Mo suddenly dragged the corpse of a golden-furred yellow lion and walked over.

"Brat, stop blanking out. "Hurry up, it's not safe here. Something big has happened in the Scarlet Dragon Mountain Range. It seems that this small town is no longer safe. I wonder if it's those people." After Old Mo had finished speaking, he grabbed the demonic wolf on the ground with his other hand and looked at the Crimson Dragon Mountain Range with a complicated expression.

"Those people?" Lin Fan looked at Elder Mo, his eyes full of seriousness for the first time. Of course he knew what Elder Mo was talking about. Although he had never left South Border Town before, in these three years, from Old Mo's story, Lin Fan knew that there was a place on the continent called the Temple of Dans.

There were many experts there, but whenever this topic was mentioned, Elder Mo would only keep it a secret. That was also where the alchemists gathered. At the same time, that was also where Old Mo's enemies were.

"Brat, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and come over to help. We'll have a big meal tonight. If tomorrow is the last day and you don't taste this kind of delicacy, then it would be a pity." Although Old Mo spoke very easily, anyone could tell that at this moment, Old Mo's eyes were as serious as Lin Fan's. It seemed that there was an unknown secret in the place that Elder Mo mentioned.

"Teacher, I won't let anyone hurt you, not even the people from that place." Lin Fan said sincerely.

Elder Mo did not say anything as the corner of his mouth slightly curved upwards. He dragged the two magical beasts and turned to head in the direction of the Lin Clan. However, at the instant that Elder Mo turned around, a drop of sparkling tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes. Lin Fan relied on Elder Mo for so many years before he began to grow. But in Elder Mo's eyes, Lin Fan's existence gave rise to a glimmer of hope in his withered heart. Even though Lin Fan's talent was not good, with such a master-disciple relationship, who would dare to defile it?

Old Mo and Lin Fan gradually disappeared into the forest, leaving behind only traces of a fight they had had before. Through the end of the forest, he saw that on the Scarlet Dragon Mountain Range, a few magical beasts that were originally within the mountain range appeared one by one. The originally peaceful Crimson Dragon Mountain Range was now filled with the roars of beasts.

It seemed the Crimson Dragon Mountain Range wasn't going to be peaceful after all.