If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

The phantom of Qingyang appears, smooth and smooth, but with a sense of sharpness.

Lin Ke waved his hand down heavily, and Qingyang's shadow immediately merged into his sword finger.

"cut!"

Qingyang, kill the demon!
The blazing flames burned and extinguished the blowing Sunda wind almost instantly.

The sharp sword intent instantly cut off the tree roots.

The next moment, Lin Ke looked at the fake Shi Yi who was coming and kicked him away.

Then he pointed his sword at Taoist Zhihe: "Death or life?"

Taoist Zhihe's originally cheerful expression changed: "What? He is indeed a genius!"

And at this moment, Qingyang Sword Intent flowed upstream, almost burning to the mouth of his glass bottle.

"fire?"

Taoist Zhihe used his hands to pinch the magic, and the glass vase rotated in a circle. The Sunda wind stopped, and instead spewed out a little round blue raindrops.

Those raindrops bounced towards the flames like marbles, each raindrop carrying a strong chill, and even some of the trees below them were slowly freezing due to this.

"laugh--"

The intersection of fire and ice turned into the most ordinary water vapor and dispersed into the heaven and earth.

And the meanings of the two cancel each other out.

"Such a strong sword intention! You are definitely not a casual cultivator!" Taoist Zhihe's face gradually became serious: "Are you Wu Bugong from the Tao Palace Sword Tomb? Or are you from the Tao Sect's Wiping Sword Villa or Zhujian Mountain? No, theirs The Holy Son does not have this kind of blazing sword intention..."

As he spoke, Taoist Zhihe couldn't help but hesitate and said, "Are you really a casual cultivator?"

However, Lin Ke had no idea what he said to Taoist He.

Using the sword finger as a front, his body flew towards Taoist Zhihe, pointing directly at his eyebrows.

"What a murderous aura!"

Taoist Zhihe screamed, no longer as calm as before.

Then he opened his mouth and spat out, and a round golden elixir immediately floated out.

He chanted a mantra to the golden elixir in front of him, and then the golden elixir spun on the spot, emitting a powerful wave.

Taoist golden elixir!

Lin Ke didn't stop when he saw this scene. He even sneered and turned his fingertips aimed at Jin Dan.

"Quiet!" Taoist Zhihe shouted loudly, and blazing fire suddenly appeared on the golden elixir.

The fiery fire rushed towards Lin Ke's body as soon as it appeared, like a hungry wolf.

"Samadhi True Fire?" Lin Ke frowned slightly, but he did not slow down and ignored the flames and slashed at Jindan.

The Samadhi True Fire was like a tarsal maggot, and it immediately stuck to Lin Ke's fingers.

However, Lin Ke's whole body was in perfect harmony and he had entered into a state of unity between man and his mind.

Unless you can break his sword intention, it will be difficult to hurt him.

"Zheng!!!"

The sword pointed downwards and slashed at Taoist Zhihe's golden elixir, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Taoist Zhihe's face was like gold paper, and he spat out a mouthful of blood: "Why is your sword so fast!"

At that moment, his mind had been integrated into the golden elixir, but it was instantly shaken away.

This casual cultivator's sword intent didn't just cut one sword at that moment, but many swords!
As he spoke, he hurriedly swallowed the golden elixir into his belly again, and quickly retreated: "Shi Yi, stop him!"

Shi Yi stepped forward to attack Lin Ke, but was kicked away again by Lin Ke.

"run?"

Looking at Taoist Zhihe who was using some kind of escape technique to escape, Lin Ke exerted force on his thighs and jumped up in the direction of Taoist Zhihe, leaving mysterious traces on his body.

The way to dance!

Shenfa lies in flexibility, agility and coordination. Lin Ke knew a lot of dances in his previous life, including opening and closing, flipping, masculine and domineering, feminine and graceful, etc.

Now he integrates dance in a way that is unique to this world, forming his unique body and escape skills.

"Wow..."

Lin Ke's body jumped a hundred feet, but there was no trace of embarrassment at all. Instead, he was calm and relaxed, as if he was strolling in his back garden, full of elegance and propriety, gentlemanly and refined.

"Ah?!" Taoist Zhihe was about to turn around, and then he saw Lin Ke who was almost beside him, and he was suddenly startled.

Lin Ke smiled and punched Taoist Zhihe in the face.

"Bang!!"

Taoist Zhihe couldn't dodge and flew backwards.

Lin Ke leaned forward again and hit Taoist Zhihe in the stomach with an elbow, causing waves to surge on his stomach.

"Give you a chance, little fat man." Lin Ke smiled: "Tell me your origin, don't think I can't guess it."

Taoist Zhihe couldn't say anything as he was directly knocked to the ground by Lin Ke, causing dust to fly.

"You are not the way of heaven, but the way of man, yes or no?"

"Looking at your thick eyebrows and big eyes on the outside, you are actually full of bad intentions."

"You keep saying that Lin Xuanji is good, but actually you are trying to test whether I am an enemy or a friend, right?"

"Haha, I heard the Saint of Yaochi from Dao Palace say that there is a fat man in the Human Dao lineage who is best at cheating and abducting him. He hates Lin Xuanji with all his heart."

"Speaking of which, why does this guy look a bit like you?"

Lin Ke slowly walked down from the air, came to Taoist Zhihe, and grabbed his white hair: "This is a good disguise."

Taoist Zhihe was in pain and waved his hands quickly: "Brother, brother, I'm just here to become a Taoist, brother."

As he spoke, Taoist Zhihe's appearance suddenly changed, turning into a fat man in his twenties with a rosy and shiny complexion.

"Haha, your sister told me about you." Lin Ke patted Taoist Zhihe's face and said, "Let me beat you up when I meet you. You left the family privately and came to participate in the Taoist trial. You are so courageous. Small!”

"Ah! How do you know that the Saint of Yaochi is my sister? Ah? Ah! You are, you are..."

Taoist Zhihe pointed at Lin Ke, his face turned red: "You are Lin..."

"Silence." Lin Ke waved his hand: "Just call me Chen An here."

Taoist Zhihe nodded immediately, with excitement on his face: "Lin... no, Brother Chen, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Lin Ke glanced at him: "Have you told me earlier? If you had told me earlier, how would I have known that you had fallen into the devil's path."

That's right.

Magic!

Today's magic is in decline, and the giants of the magic he knows are struggling to survive in the borderlands.

Although the Demon Dao Elder and others he had met previously had the title of master and disciple, they did not have the actual status of master and disciple, and they did not teach him any techniques.

However, Lin Ke still remembered the demonic energy that was different from the true energy.

Because what Wang Lin practices is the Demonic Formless Dharma!

"Ah! Brother Chen, how do you know..." Taoist Zhihe rolled his eyes, with murderous intent and doubts in his eyes switching back and forth.

Seeing this, Lin Ke was a little amused: "Don't think about it. If my clone is killed by you, there will no longer be a place for you in the world, and your relatives will be razed to the ground by me."

As he spoke, Lin Ke's body exuded a strong killing intent.

Stirred by the murderous intention, Taoist Zhihe was startled, but when he heard Lin Ke's words, he raised his head with bright eyes and said in surprise: "Is this true?!"

Lin Ke will not be punished: "You won't be regarded as an enemy by your father, right?"

Taoist Zhihe smiled coldly, as if he was remembering something:
"Back then, he used my sister and me as bargaining chips to be sold to a Taoist family as an alchemy boy, and then secretly killed my mother. If I don't avenge this, Taoist master, I will never become a Taoist in this life."

As he spoke, the green Taoist energy in his body was directly transformed into billowing demonic energy. (End of chapter)