The gentle breeze caressed the mountain top, with the person-tall wild grasses swaying in the wind. The light from the east made the summit faintly bright, and the thick fog on the mountainside began to gradually dissipate, revealing a panoramic view of the smaller surrounding hills!

"Tyrant, you have finally arrived!"

A chilling voice resounded on the mountaintop, making one feel icy cold all over in the cold weather!

Swoosh~

A flash of cold gleam glinted in Lin Fan's eyes as he looked up, seeing three figures emerging slowly from the wild grasses—it was the Emperor and the Magician!

Lin Fan didn't focus his attention on the Emperor; instead, he immediately looked at Su Yanyu who was behind him. At this moment, Su Yanyu was dirty, and her clothing was torn in several places. Her hair was in a mess, yet she still stood with a straight posture, her expression as cold and calm as ever, without the slightest hint of panic!

There are some people who, regardless of the circumstances or their appearance, possess an innate aura of dominance. Su Yanyu was exactly such a person.

"Are you okay?" Lin Fan asked Su Yanyu with concern.

Su Yanyu shook her head, slightly biting her lip, her beautiful eyes filled with longing.

Only then did Lin Fan breathe a sigh of relief and immediately turned his sharp gaze to the Emperor, coldly saying, "Release her, and I'll grant you a defeat!"

"Arrogant!"

The Magician suddenly shouted coldly, a flash of murderous intent quickly crossing her eyes. With a "clang," a magic wand instantly appeared in her hand, pointing directly at Lin Fan's chest.

"Defeat the Emperor, you dare?" the Magician scornfully remarked.

"Bitch, if you wish to die, I don't mind sending you to God," Lin Fan said coldly.

If it hadn't been for the Magician's sudden interference last time, he and the Emperor would have already determined the outcome, and Su Yanyu wouldn't have been kidnapped. The true culprit was undoubtedly the Magician, whom Lin Fan had long wanted to eliminate!

"Seeking death!"

The Magician hissed coldly, sliding a step forward and transforming into a black streak, rushing straight towards Lin Fan.

However, Lin Fan didn't even move, acting as if he hadn't seen the Magician's attack, his gaze remaining fixed on the Emperor.

In the blink of an eye, the Magician appeared in front of Lin Fan. Seeing Lin Fan unmoved, her eyes filled with even more murderous intent and humiliation. This was a flagrant insult to her, a top master of the Dark Realm. When had she ever been subjected to such ridicule!

"Die!"

The Magician yelled, and her magic wand pierced the air, thrusting straight toward Lin Fan's chest!

In the blink of an eye, the magic wand turned into a shadow in the air, a mere two centimeters from Lin Fan's chest. If it pierced through, not even a deity could save him!

Yet, in that critical moment...

With a "swoosh," a black shadow eerily appeared in front of Lin Fan. The next second, the Magician felt as if someone had cast the Body Immobilization Technique on her magic wand, making it impossible for her to thrust it further!

The Magician was startled, unexpectedly seeing someone from Huaxia who could block her attack at the crucial moment. She looked up and saw a young man with bronze-colored skin, exceptionally thin, standing in front of her!

In the young man's hand was a weapon resembling a scimitar, its sharp blade wedged against her magic wand!

"Who are you?" the Magician cried in surprise.

"I am his sword!" Lin Bai's voice was so cold that it made one shiver.

"Hmph! Today I'm going to break this sword!" the Magician hissed coldly!

"You're not worthy," Lin Bai said indifferently.

"Die!"

With a cold shout, the Magician twisted her wrist. The magic wand slid along the edge of the scimitar, sparking, with its sharp tip flashing coldly as it jabbed toward Lin Bai's throat!

Lin Bai tapped his feet on the ground, leaping high into the air like a roc spreading its wings.

Easily dodging the magic wand's attack, Lin Bai swung the scimitar in his hand, unleashing powerful slashes through the air and sending a cold flash slicing towards the Magician's head!

The Magician, not expecting Lin Bai to react so quickly, steeled herself and hoisted her magic wand to counterattack, resulting in a crisp "clang" as they collided!

"Leave him to me!"

Without turning his head, Lin Bai told Lin Fan, leaping forward in a black streak. He reached the Magician, wielding the scimitar to slash at her again and again.

The edge of the blade reflected a cold gleam in the light; for a moment, the air was filled with flashes of gleaming coldness, densely packed!

With Lin Bai holding off the Magician, Lin Fan indeed had fewer troubles, focusing his gaze on the Emperor with a faintly playful smile on his lips.

"It's time to fight with all my might," Lin Fan coldly smirked.

"I've waited long for this day!" the Emperor laughed heartily, his golden hair fluttering in the wind. With his handsome face, any woman who saw him would probably go crazy!

"I hate it when someone is better looking than me!" Lin Fan scoffed disdainfully, sliding into a stance, and transforming into a black streak to rush at the Emperor.

"Just in time!" the Emperor shouted, a surge of wild battle intent erupting from his body!

In a battle between strong opponents, there can be no carelessness; any negligence could lead to death!

Rushing to the Emperor, Lin Fan wasted no time, forming his hand into a blade and slicing it toward the Emperor's throat.

"Tyrant, today let's settle this! Tornado Leg!"

The Emperor shouted, leaping high, his feet like helicopter blades, stomping toward Lin Fan's head with incredible speed and an eerily unpredictable technique. A kick from the right, then a kick from the left, leaving the sky filled with shadows of feet!

"Speed contest? Let's see whose is faster!"

Lin Fan smiled faintly, his fists like cannonballs striking fiercely.

The Emperor was fast, but Lin Fan's speed was even faster. Each punch created a gust of wind, charging through like breaking waves, thunderously colliding with the Emperor's feet, producing endless "boom booms," like a drum beating!

The Emperor grew more apprehensive the more they fought, feeling that what collided with his feet wasn't a fist, but a hammer, with his soles faintly aching!

"Tyrant, is this your strongest power?" the Emperor coldly laughed.

"To draw out my full strength, you're not qualified!" Lin Fan replied.

"Hmph! Arrogant! Take my Life-taking Kick!"

The Emperor's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his right foot like a dagger, immediately kicking toward Lin Fan's throat!

"Even children's games like this dare to be shown off," Lin Fan chuckled lightly, transforming his hand into a palm, slapping towards the Emperor's "Life-taking Kick," accompanied by a sharp breaking wind.

At the same time, Lin Fan's arm trembled, and powerful Qi surged from his arm, instantly enveloping his palm with a thin layer of airflow, just as if he wore a pair of Iron Fist Gloves!

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