As the Patriarch of the Iga Ninja Clan, Iga Zuo'en's strength is beyond doubt!

What he has mastered is the most profound ninjutsu of the Iga Ninja Clan, and his power can definitely be described as formidable!

However, Lin Fan did not show a trace of fear on his face; on the contrary, he seemed somewhat eager for the challenge.

It had been a long time since Lin Fan had met an opponent who forced him to exert his full strength, except for that battle with Du Moxie!

"I wonder what kind of sensation it will cause when the Dark Realm spreads the news that the Tyrant is in my hands!" Iga Zuo'en sneered.

"I'm sorry! I believe there will be a day when I will die, but it will definitely not be by your hands, and... unfortunately, you will never see that day!" Lin Fan said calmly.

"Arrogant! Tyrant! Do you really think I, Iga Zuo'en, can be compared to those useless fools out there?" Iga Zuo'en shouted.

"They are fools, but you... are the same in my eyes, no different!" Lin Fan retorted sharply!

In a showdown between masters, momentum can influence the development of the situation!

Lin Fan knew that Iga Zuo'en wanted to overpower him with momentum!

But who is Lin Fan? In the Dark Realm, he is one of the three emperors, the Tyrant; in Huaxia, he is a dignified Major General; in the Martial Arts world, he is the Sect Leader of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect!

No matter which identity, Lin Fan does not retreat or yield, he will never fear or admit defeat!

Meina watched Lin Fan worriedly and said, "Lin Fan, be careful, Iga Zuo'en is very strong!"

"Don't worry, today, not a single person from the entire Iga Ninja Clan will leave here alive, even the Patriarch of the Iga Ninja Clan will be buried here forever!"

Every word from Lin Fan carried a chilling killing intent!

"Kill!"

Upon hearing a roar from Iga Zuo'en, his steps flashed, and he quickly rushed towards Lin Fan, reaching Lin Fan in just the blink of an eye.

The incredibly fast speed made Lin Fan frown, but the corners of his mouth curved into a slightly intrigued smile!

"Ninjutsu, Ghost Slash!" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Iga Zuo'en shouted furiously, drawing his Samurai Sword from its sheath, and slashing horizontally at Lin Fan's neck!

Lin Fan did not hold back; once he moved, he unleashed his full strength!

Lin Fan flipped his wrist, quickly blocking with his Long Sword, and the Samurai Sword clashed heavily on the Long Sword, making a crisp clanging sound!

The immense force made Lin Fan's arms tremble slightly!

"Not bad speed, but unfortunately, today, you still have to die!" Iga Zuo'en laughed wildly, raised his Samurai Sword again, and slashed at Lin Fan's Long Sword!

"Clang!"

The Samurai Sword relentlessly struck the Long Sword again, causing Lin Fan to involuntarily take a step back, his arm feeling as if it were electrified, numb!

"Not bad! Now it's interesting!" Lin Fan still sneered.

"Ninja! Ghost Ninja Triple Slash!"

Iga Zuo'en shouted, his hands moved, and he quickly slashed the Samurai Sword three times, the speed so fast it seemed like a single continuous line, as if he had only made one slash!

Iga Zuo'en was fast, but Lin Fan's speed was not much worse, and with his horizontal sword, he blocked all three slashes on his Long Sword.

The massive sword force made Lin Fan retreat three steps again!

"Haha! Tyrant, now you know my strength, under my hand, you only have one path to death!" Iga Zuo'en boasted.

"Is it really the only path to death?" Lin Fan asked lightly, unfazed!

"Ghost Ninja, Ghost Slash!"

Iga Zuo'en shouted again, and with a tap of his feet on the ground, he leaped high, raising his Samurai Sword overhead and slashing down hard, like a bolt from the blue!

Lin Fan did not hesitate, holding his Long Sword with both hands, raising it from below.

The sword was fast, and so was the blade!

With a crisp "clang", the two collided, like sparks crashing into the earth, the strong force causing Lin Fan and Iga Zuo'en to both retreat three steps!

"Is this your full strength?" Lin Fan asked unhurriedly.

Hearing this, Iga Zuo'en's face couldn't help but change, could it be that Lin Fan hadn't used all his strength yet?

Lin Fan continued, "If this is your full strength, then you have disappointed me!"

"Die!"

Iga Zuo'en gave a cold shout and slashed again!

"You've already had your fun, now... it's my turn!"

Lin Fan sneered, his voice not yet fallen, his Long Sword was already swinging up!

The Long Sword was lifted from below like lightning shooting up from the ground, the sharp tip aiming for Iga Zuo'en's throat!

Iga Zuo'en was shocked and hurried to retreat!

"Want to retreat? No way!" Lin Fan laughed coldly, striding forward with big steps, slashing with one sword after another!

With every slash, Lin Fan seemed to use every ounce of his strength, each slash causing a piercing sound cutting through the air!

After one sword slash, Lin Fan gave Iga Zuo'en no respite, the second sword was already piercing sharply!

In no time, Lin Fan had stabbed a total of ten times, and all ten were forcefully blocked by Iga Zuo'en with his Samurai Sword, causing a small crack in the Samurai Sword, and the powerful force also cracked his palm, blood flowing freely!

"This is just the beginning, continue!"

Lin Fan shouted, quickly swinging his Long Sword!

This time, Lin Fan wasn't slicing, but instead stabbing with his Long Sword, with each thrust leaving a small bright spot in mid-air, and before it disappeared, Lin Fan's second stab followed quickly!

Soon, the mid-air was filled with a patch of bright spots, densely packed like beams of laser!

Although Iga Zuo'en was fast, facing Lin Fan's fierce assault, he managed to block many, but his shoulders, arms, and chest were also pierced by the sharp sword tip, blood seeping out thread by thread!

"How is this possible? How can you be my match!" Iga Zuo'en said in disbelief.

"There are too many impossibilities in this world, and I am one of them!"

Lin Fan laughed coldly, with a reverse grip delivering another sword blow, knocking Iga Zuo'en back seven or eight steps, right in front of Meina!

"Not good!"

Seeing this, Lin Fan immediately shouted in his heart!

Just as expected, knowing he was not Lin Fan's match, Iga Zuo'en spotted Meina beside him, his eyes flashed coldly, suddenly reaching out towards Lin Xuechuan!

"No!"

Meina shouted loudly, turning to dodge!

However, already seriously injured, Meina was no match for Iga Zuo'en.

Iga Zuo'en struck Meina on the shoulder with a backhand, causing her to cough up blood and fly over two meters, his hand loosening as Lin Xuechuan slipped from his grip!

Iga Zuo'en was prepared, his arm reached out, grabbing Lin Xuechuan into his hand!