Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The remaining four people also felt uncomfortable, and their bodies were full of injuries.

After all, the first move of the Thousand Sword Jue can kill the powerful Spirit King. If there was not something wrong with Fang Lin's own realm, this sword relied on the power of his blood, and its power was greatly reduced. Otherwise, this sword would have killed them. No one survives.

"Ahem..."

Fang Lin was a little weak. The power of Qi and blood was different from the Qi of immortal spirits. Unlike the latter, which could recover quickly by relying on fairy stones, even a serious loss of Qi and blood would affect his lifespan.

When the four of them were hesitating whether to take action, a cold voice sounded.

"Trash, you can't accomplish this, so what use do you have?"

The black-robed killer slowly emerged from the darkness. Seeing that Fang Lin was injured, he stopped hiding and prepared to take action himself.

The four of them lowered their heads, not daring to look directly.

Suddenly, like a ghost, the black robe struck Fang Lin with a palm.

This is a blow from the Spirit King realm. Once hit, you will either die or be injured.

"The Four Symbols Soaring to Heaven Technique, Xuanwu!"

Fang Lin took a step forward and relied on his strong body to resist the blow.

A faint golden light appeared on the surface of the skin, raising the defense to the extreme.

boom!

Fang Lin groaned, blood flowed out, and his body flew dozens of meters backwards, and his clothes became tattered.

"puff……"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and this palm almost shocked Fang Lin to death.

"Fang Lin!"

Chu Fengyu asked worriedly, holding a long sword in her hand, standing in front of him.

"I'm fine."

Fang Lin stood up with force and looked at the black-robed killer with cold eyes.

"You're quite stubborn. You can survive my palm without dying."

Seeing that Fang Lin was not dead, the black-robed killer was a little surprised.

"If you can hold one hand, can you hold the second hand?"

The black-robed killer rushed out again, releasing the aura of the Martial King Realm without reservation and delivering a fatal blow.

Fang Lin's face changed slightly, and this palm hit him,

But it's not as simple as before.

"careful!"

Chu Feng passed by Fang Lin and stood in front of him.

"Step aside!"

Fang Lin quickly shouted that he could survive this palm and still have hope of living.

But if it falls on Chu Feng, he will definitely die.

Just when the palm was about to arrive, a sound exploded like a bolt from the blue.

"If you dare to attack my young lady, you will die!"

A terrifying breath fell, and the black-robed killer's expression changed. Before he could react, a palm fell and turned into a pool of blood.

An old man in white robes arrived and slowly looked at the remaining four men in black robes.

"Walk!"

The man in black robe did not hesitate and decisively chose to retreat.

They are not on the same level as this old man at all.

The boss of the Spirit King Realm was beaten to pieces by someone else's palm. Can these people in the Spirit Palace Realm beat them?

"You want to leave, can you?"

The old man in white robe blasted out with his palm, and the four people died suddenly.

After doing this, the old man in white robe walked towards Chu Feng. Fang Lin stepped forward and looked at him warily.

Chu Feng said quickly: "This is Uncle Bai, here to protect me."

Hearing this, Fang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

"It's not simple."

Uncle Bai looked at Fang Lin and laughed, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Withstand a blow from the powerful Spirit King without dying.

And swallowing so many pills in one go is something most people can't do.

"Your Excellency, you have gone too far, haven't you?"

A familiar voice came, another old man in black robes.

Fang Lin looked at the old man in black robe who appeared and frowned.

, I always feel that this old man is somewhat familiar.

"Killing my young lady, do you blame me?"

Uncle Bai's tone revealed endless edge, and his turbid old eyes looked at the black-robed old man like a sharp sword.

"I won't touch the person you want, but he must die!"

The old man in black robe became extremely sharp and pointed at Fang Lin.

"He is the one my young lady wants, so you can't touch him!" Uncle Bai said calmly.

Hearing this, the old man in black robe snorted coldly, and a violent fairy spirit burst out from his body, rushing out like a beast.

Facing the old man in black robe, Uncle Bai smiled lightly and waved his palm casually.

The black-robed old man's attack shattered instantly.

"How dare you be so arrogant as a mere five-star spiritual king!" Bai Shu looked at the black-robed old man indifferently, his tone full of disdain.

"Half-step Spirit Emperor!"

The old man in black robe exclaimed, things were obviously beyond his expectation.

No longer hesitating at that moment, he bit his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, used Blood Escape, and escaped thousands of miles in an instant.

Uncle Bai didn't stop him. After all, he was not a true spiritual king. A five-star spiritual king wanted to escape, but he couldn't stop him.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing Fang Lin coughing continuously, Chu Feng asked worriedly, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Lin dodged away, looked at Chu Feng and said, "It's okay, just rest for a while and you'll be fine."

"Who is it that has so much hatred for you?"

Seeing what Fang Lin said, Chu Feng nodded and asked doubtfully.

"How about checking the identities of these people?"

"No need, I already have the answer in my heart."

Fang Lin stopped Chu Feng's move and looked in the direction of the Dongfang Ancient Clan with a hint of chill in his eyes.

In the Tianyao Mountains, except for someone from the Eastern Ancient Clan who is targeting him, who can perfectly avoid the monsters in the Tianyao Mountains? In such a short period of time,

Find him in the room.

Moreover, within the Dongfang Ancient Clan, he had offended only a handful of people.

The only people who can possess such skill are the elders of the ancient Eastern tribe.

He killed Dongfang Lengye, which must have caused someone's dissatisfaction. The answer can be imagined.

"When I, Fang Lin, come back again, we will settle the old and new accounts together!"

There was a trace of cruelty in Fang Lin's eyes, and he almost died in the Tianyao Mountains. He must avenge this.

"Miss, how about I send someone to escort you back to Tianxing City directly?"

Uncle Bai looked at Chu Feng and asked with concern.

"Uncle Bai, no need. You go back and send a message first, saying that I am fine and that I have found an alchemist."

Chu Feng instructed.

Seeing that you couldn't stand her anymore, Uncle Bai nodded and left immediately.

Fang Lin found a safe place and began to heal.

The injuries he suffered this time were more serious than the injuries he suffered last time when he was forced into the Tianyao Mountains by Lie Dao Sect.

Fortunately, he has become an alchemy master and can refine targeted healing elixirs.

In less than three days, most of the injuries on his body were healed.

Taking Chu Feng to prepare to leave the Tianyao Mountains, Chu Feng looked at Fang Lin curiously along the way.

"Is there something on my face?"

Fang Lin felt a little uncomfortable when she saw him and turned his head.

"I was wondering, who are you, a dual cultivator of elixir and immortality, and yet you are such a monster!"

Chu Feng said.

"An ordinary man being hunted."

Fang Lin smiled and saw that she didn't believe it, so he spoke again.

"You don't have to believe what I say, but the facts will prove it to you later."

Fang Lin didn't believe that Lie Dao Sect would let him go so easily.

Chu Feng was even more confused and confused.

Soon, the two of them stepped into the outer range...