Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"You...Fang Lin..."

Wang Yingying was also stunned for a moment, her lips trembled slightly, her eyes widened like water, looking at Fang Lin in disbelief.

"This is fucking embarrassing."

Fang Lin shook his head and smiled bitterly, then he remembered that he had forgotten his disguise and was recognized by Wang Yingying.

The two of us looked at each other like this, and the air was extremely quiet for a moment.

Fortunately, the next moment, Wang Yingying's delicate body trembled, finally unable to withstand the boundless pain, she fainted.

"careful!"

Fang Lin launched his light-body technique and galloped away like lightning. With his arms relaxed, he gently held Wang Yingying in his arms.

At this time, he was no longer in the mood to enjoy the beauty. He gently pressed his right palm on Wang Yingying's back, and slowly sent a soft stream of essence to her, wishing her to calm the random airflow in her body.

It turned out that Wang Yingying suffered a big loss when she was attacked by the Seven Venomous Snakes at the foot of the mountain. However, she had always had a strong personality, so she sneaked into the depths of the flint mine alone, intending to use the scorching heat here to further improve her cultivation.

She was originally the daughter of the head of the sect, and her status was respected in the Qingyun Sect. No one dared to offend her, so she naturally went wherever she wanted.

However, Wang Yingying did not expect that this flint mine was extremely dangerous. She exerted all her cultivation skills, but she finally couldn't bear it, and finally became obsessed.

"Beauty, it seems that you and I are really destined."

Fang Lin only found it funny. At this moment, his fingers were like the wind, and he used mysterious techniques to heal Wang Yingying's injury in just a moment.

After a while, when Wang Yingying was about to wake up, Fang Lin said goodbye gracefully. He had something to do and brushed off his clothes, showing off his masterly demeanor with his merits and fame!

He already has enough women, and now he still needs to find a chance to save Feng Yinxue and Ren Yufei, so he doesn't want to get too entangled with Wang Yingying.

Fang Lin returned to the weapon refining hall at the outer gate along the original path of the flint mine. At this moment, Wang Xiaoliu

He and other outer disciples were working hard at mining, all of them sweating profusely and in pain.

Elder Zhao and his disciples were like supervisors, waving whips or wooden sticks in their hands, hitting Wang Xiaoliu and others from time to time, as if to drive away animals.

"That's unreasonable!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Lin couldn't help but feel angry and filled with endless hatred.

Good people are bullied by others, and good horses are ridiculed by others. I never thought that the same tragic thing would happen in this alien continent!

"stop!"

Fang Lin's heart surged with murderous intent, and he roared like a spring thunder.

His voice was like the wrath of thunder in the sky, and also like the roar of Buddha and Vajra. It immediately startled Elder Zhao and others, and they looked back at Fang Lin in fear.

"It's actually you, kid?"

When several ferocious disciples saw that it was Fang Lin, their faces suddenly showed ferocious expressions, and they shouted angrily: "I asked you to work in the flint mine, and you are not allowed to come out until after dark. Who the hell allowed you to come out now?"

"Hmph, wherever we, Fang Lin, are going, it's not our turn to be chattering away like you and others."

Fang Lin snorted coldly and looked at the disciples with cold eyes.

The hearts of several people suddenly trembled, as if being stabbed by an invisible sword, and their hearts suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Damn it, you are just a new outer sect disciple, and you actually dare to run wild on my Qingyun Sect's territory. Do you really think that there is no one in my weapon refining hall?"

These few people were filled with resentment, and turned around to unleash their anger on Wang Xiaoliu and others. They raised their whips and wanted to beat them again.

"I said stop, it seems my words have no effect, right?"

Fang Lin sneered: "Then I can only speak with my fists..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tapped his toes on the ground, and his body was like an arrow leaving the string, and he came to the side of these vicious dogs in an instant.

"Everyone, be careful. This kid has some tricks up his sleeve. Come with me and kill him."

Everyone didn't expect Fang Lin to be so fast. They were startled and shouted loudly in a hurry. They came around menacingly and surrounded Fang Lin. ??

"Boss, be careful!"

When Wang Xiaoliu saw this scene, his scalp was numb with fear and he hurriedly reminded loudly.

"roll!"

Facing the murderers surrounding him like a tidal wave, Fang Lin only felt funny in his heart and shouted one word coldly from his mouth.

The next moment, he waved his right palm lightly, mysteriously drawing a circle in the air, and with a cry, he clenched into a fist.

Fang Lin's face was as calm as water, and he just waved his fist at will without looking.

"boom!"

With an astonishing loud noise, the first disciple who rushed in was directly punched by Fang Lin. He immediately curled up in pain like a shrimp and knelt down in front of Fang Lin.

"Die!"

Fang Lin raised his foot and gently swiped it away. It was like a kite with its string cut off, howling miserably and flying up into the air, directly over a distance of more than 10 meters.

The rest of the people suddenly gasped and looked at Fang Lin as if they had seen a ghost.

"Since you like to beat people, I'll let you enjoy it today."

With a cruel smile on his face, Fang Lin turned to look at everyone and smiled unhurriedly.

Everyone didn't know why, but they always felt that his smile was extremely cold, as terrifying as the devil from hell!

Fang Lin didn't bother to talk nonsense with these bastards.

, in the blink of an eye, with his hands and feet, he knocked all these ten murderers to the ground, and no one could resist.

"Okay, haha! Okay, you Fang Lin, you actually dare to harm a fellow sect member in my Qingyun Sect, it's an unforgivable crime."

Elder Zhao was originally watching the battle. He never dreamed that Fang Lin could be so strong. At this time, he looked at Fang Lin angrily.

"Fang Lin, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. You are so sinful. Cut off your arms. Tomorrow, I will report to the leader in person and you will be spared."

Elder Zhao smiled sinisterly and said: "If you dare to resist, I will clean up the house here today, and you will be cut into pieces."

After he finished speaking, he took a step towards Fang Lin and waved his hands rapidly in the air.

"Hiss!"

Along with the movements of Elder Zhao's hands, some kind of wonderful hand seal formula was formed.

Wisps of strange black flames surged out from between his fingers, spinning at extremely fast speeds, containing astonishing and terrifying power.

Those black flames swirled around the sky, and then began to boil, and violent energy vented to the surroundings, wrapping Fang Lin's entire body tightly in it.

As expected of the leader and elder of the Weapon Refining Hall, I have to say that Elder Zhao does have some abilities.

But in Fang Lin's eyes, it was nothing more than that.

"Really? Are you sure you want to cut me into pieces?"

Fang Lin laughed and turned to look at Elder Zhao: "I'm afraid your skills are not that strong."

After he finished speaking, he slowly stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, only to hear a bang, and a terrifying energy instantly exploded across the entire place.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The hard ground was like an earthquake, with more than ten cracks appearing at the same time, spreading around at a terrifying speed.