Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

When the masked old man's voice fell, Fang Lin's expression froze.

And it was not just Fang Lin who changed color at the same time, but also Mu Nanzhi beside the masked old man!

Mu Nanzhi's body visibly trembled slightly, and his eyes fell on Fang Lin subconsciously, but then, anger welled up in his eyes.

This old man actually used her as a threat to force Fang Lin to submit!

What do you think she is!

A chill suddenly surged up on Mu Nanzhi's body, and Fang Lin's eyes immediately froze slightly, "Don't be impulsive!"

However, the words came out a little too late.

The cold air that had just emerged in Mu Nanzhi suddenly encountered a terrifying pressure.

Mu Nan Zhi's face suddenly turned pale as if he had been hit hard, and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body went limp and fell directly to the ground!

This is a life-and-death crush under severe pressure!

The old man is a strong man in the Divine Soul Realm, and he is still at the middle stage of the Divine Soul Realm. How can Mu Nan Zhicai Nascent Soul withstand the pressure of this level!

Fang Lin's face immediately darkened.

This old dog is so despicable and shameless!

Mu Nanzhi struggled suddenly, and a small sword suddenly appeared on his body.

It was the wooden sword Fang Lin gave her!

The small wooden sword flew out of Mu Nanzhi's hand. It didn't have much momentum on it, and it just flew towards the masked old man.

The old man's eyes shrank slightly, and he felt a bit of danger at this moment. A dark red terrifying torrent suddenly flew out and pushed directly towards the wooden sword.

The gloomy and hot torrent surged wildly, creating a violent wave. The entire hall was shaken, and then collapsed.

But even so, the little wooden sword was still powerful, tearing apart the old man's dark red torrent.

The old man's expression changed immediately, and Bai Yue, who was not far away, also had a look of shock. The old man was experiencing terrifying fluctuations at the level of a god!

Just such a small sword broke open?

The masked old man was a little surprised in his eyes, this little sword was so weird!

It looks ordinary, but there is a strange meaning in the little sword, which makes such a small wooden sword have such power.

Although it was just a casual blow, it was still a real spirit. The person who made this small sword must have extraordinary swordsmanship!

Mu Nanzhi is just a young Yuanying monk, how could he possess such a powerful weapon!

The old man didn't have time to think too much. The small sword was already in front of him. The old man's palm turned into a dark red and he slapped it.

At this moment, the little wooden sword was finally shot away, but the masked old man didn't have time to be happy at all, and his pupils shrank violently!

Behind him, a strong wind suddenly hit at this moment!

The old man turned around in shock, his dark red palm erupted completely, and then he saw a heavy black sword enlarged in front of his eyes.

The old man didn't have time to think too much, so he just went up and gave it a hard shot.

Bang——

A muffled sound immediately emerged, and the old man felt a strong force coming towards him. He even couldn't control his body for a while, and finally couldn't help but take a step back.

On the other side, Fang Lin also felt a powerful attack, and a dark and hot force came along the hidden front.

Fang Lin was not afraid of this power, and his spiritual power dispersed with a slight surge.

After falling behind a few steps, Fang Lin stood firm and could only secretly say a pity.

There is only one small wooden sword, and this opportunity will never come again.

The masked old man saw this and sneered, "Good boy, you see the opportunity and want to sneak attack on me?"

Fang Lin had a sullen expression and said nothing.

The masked old man glanced at Mu Nanzhi who was underground, "No need to talk nonsense, you can cultivate at your own expense, I will let this girl go immediately, otherwise, I will torture her to death in front of you!"

As he said this, the old man's fingertips glowed with a dark red light, and he said with a sinister smile, "My spiritual power is very interesting!"

Fang Lin's eyes darkened and he sneered, "Old man, Fang is from the Canglan Sequence. Are you serious about using such a woman to blackmail me?" .??.??

The old man paused, while Mu Nanzhi's beautiful eyes trembled, and their eyes suddenly dropped.

She didn't even look at Fang Lin anymore, she just stared at the ground, her eyes a little dull.

He was a big shot in the Blue Sequence and Blue Heavenly Palace, while she was just a young monk in a small city.

For her to cultivate at her own expense? How can this be?

Thinking of this, even Mu Nanzhi looked a little self-deprecating.

If Fang Lin really abandoned his cultivation here, I'm afraid she would be the real trouble then!

On the contrary, now, there is only one death left or right. Death is like a lamp going out, and everything is over.

Mu Nanzhi suddenly sighed, raised his head and looked at Fang Lin again.

That day, the boy who rushed into the Xingyuan Field to vent her anger seemed to overlap with the figure in front of her again.

Lin Fan, Fang Lin...

Mu Nanzhi suddenly said, "Fang Lin, why did you transform into Lin Fan and come to my Mu family!"

Fang Lin was slightly startled, and the old man was also slightly stunned.

"This girl

Head, why are you asking this question at this time? Why don’t you ask it after the matter has passed? "

What do you want him to say now?

Entering the mortal world and cultivating a mortal sword?

If he really said that, the old man would definitely be wary, and it would be even harder to save this person.

what to do!

Fang Lin was silent for a moment, his face looking a little ugly.

"I was hunted by some people and some inhuman things, so I hid my cultivation and changed my name..."

Not to mention, Fang Lin's expression was very accurate in making up lies. His slightly ugly face seemed to make people feel very uncomfortable when he was forced to admit such a thing...

Mu Nanzhi looked at Fang Lin for a while, and the fluctuation in his eyes was somewhat relieved. It seemed that there was a little more reluctance.

It turned out that as a member of the sequence of the Blue Sky Palace, there would be so many troubles, and it seemed that it was much more troublesome than the trivial matters in her small city. After all, those people came to take his life, such as the strange old man in front of him.

However, some inhuman things, what are they?

The masked old man sneered, "It is your misfortune to be targeted by us. We have hunted you so many times, and you have killed so many people. Fortunately, today..."

The old man seemed to have foreseen the fate of Fang Lin's death, and suddenly laughed wildly!

But then, the old man's laughter suddenly stopped, and his eyes became fierce, "Fang Lin, stop talking nonsense, and practice at your own expense, otherwise I will show you!" The dark red light in the old man's hand magnified and condensed into a dark red blade in his hand. "If I use my spiritual power to hit this little girl's face twice, the feeling of skin and flesh being torn apart is really exciting, hahaha!"