Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"die!"

Listening to Fang Lin's scolding, Hu Sandao's seven orifices were filled with smoke and his face was extremely ugly.

Immediately, with a wave of his sleeves, the huge fairy energy condensed on his round blade, turning into a huge ball, exuding terrifying sword energy, and smashed towards Fang Lin.

The moment the knife ball was thrown, Chu Feng suddenly became a little nervous.

She didn't expect that this small place actually had such a formation as the Sky Destruction Formation, which forcibly promoted the five-star spiritual palace monks to half-step spiritual kings. Although it was a bit frivolous, the power was there.

This made her worry about Fang Lin.

"Four Elephants Soaring to the Sky Technique. Qinglong!"

Fang Lin danced his hands and transformed into a thousand-foot green dragon. The energy and blood in his body boiled. The huge dragon body rushed out, swallowed the so-called sword ball directly, and rushed towards Hu Sandao.

Hu Sandao was startled, and pushed all his strength into the round blade to resist the green dragon's shadow.

"Four Elephants Soaring to the Sky Technique. White Tiger!"

Fang Lin roared, and the shadow of a white tiger rushed out again.

"Four Symbols Soaring to Heaven Technique. Xuanwu!"

"Four Elephants Soaring to the Sky Technique. Suzaku!"

Fang Lin didn't give Hu Sandao a chance to breathe. The four great beasts were summoned together, and they all pounced on Hu Sandao.

boom!

The terrifying power immediately annihilated Hu Sandao, and a scream was heard.

Chi Yan behind him shrank his pupils and quickly increased his output.

Once Hu Sandao dies, the remaining people will definitely not be able to keep Fang Lin.

"Blood Blade Flame!"

An angry voice came from the center of the explosion, and Hu Sandao rose into the sky, holding a round blade wrapped in flames. He was briefly in the air, and suddenly blasted towards Fang Lin.

"With ten years of life, can you stop this sword?"

Hu Sandao roared angrily, looking at Fang Lin and laughing ferociously.

Now that things have happened, he dares to risk his life, but does Fang Lin dare?

"Is he crazy? With this style of play, even if he wins, he will still be alive.

No! "

A monk from a small family narrowed his eyes and said in shock.

Fang Lin is not to be messed with, nor is Lie Dao Sect to be messed with. Both sides are real lunatics.

"Fang Lin, be careful!"

Chu Feng reminded quickly and looked at Fang Lin worriedly. A soft sword had appeared in her hand, ready to take action at any time.

Feeling this power, Fang Lin's eyes looked serious. Hu Sandao's life-burning blow should not be underestimated.

Fang Lin slowly took out the Qianjun Sword.

With his own strength alone, Fang Lin was sure to kill Hu Sandao, but like in the Tianyao Mountains, he would be seriously injured and lose his ability to fight.

But now, only the Lie Dao Sect has come forward, and the Supreme Sect and the Slaughterer Pavilion have not yet taken action. He must keep his combat power at its peak.

"One sword withered leaves and hundreds of flowers...wasted!"

Fang Lin looked at Hu Sandao and spat out each word.

The aura on his body changed accordingly. At this time, Fang Lin felt a great pressure on everyone.

It seemed that what they were facing was not a simple monk, but a powerful swordsman.

There is such an aura that with one sword strike, the world will be destroyed!

The Qianjun Sword is Dongfang Zhantian's former spiritual sword. Using it to perform this move will increase its power dozens of times.

boom!

The two terrifying forces collided together, producing a terrifying aftermath. With a click, everyone held up the fairy barrier to resist the aftermath.

Even the aftermath directly shattered the barriers put up by everyone.

The people around were shocked. You must know that the person just now was at the half-step Spiritual Palace realm, and his defenses were actually broken by the aftermath!

What exactly did the battle between Hu Sandao and Fang Lin achieve?

The point?

As the sand and dust stirred up by the two slowly dispersed, everyone saw their condition clearly.

Fang Lin was still looking calm and calm, holding the Qianjun Sword, like a sword god.

Hu Sandao was like a beggar, covered in blood, and even the round blade in his hand was broken into two halves.

"This is impossible, impossible..."

Hu Sandao looked at the round blade in his hand crazily and said to himself in disbelief.

This was the power he gained in ten years of life, but he still lost to Fang Lin. He didn't believe it!

"This must be an illusion, it must be an illusion!"

Hu Sandao looked at Fang Lin and shouted.

Seeing this result, hundreds of disciples and Chi Yan felt a little helpless, and their faces all turned pale. Every movement of Hu Sandao was consuming their strength in order to maintain the realm of Half-Step Martial King.

But compared with the power of King Wu and the monks of the Spiritual Palace, they are simply in the sky and on the earth. There is no comparison at all.

In this short period of time, there was not much fairy energy left in their Dantian.

"Elder Hu, resolve the battle quickly, we won't be able to hold on for much longer."

Chi Yan sent a message to Hu Sandao that the power consumed by the Half-Step King was too great and could not be compensated by quantity.

"I sacrifice my blood to heaven and earth, the flames of the bloody blade!"

Hu Sandao became completely crazy. He took out a round blade again, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and launched the final blow at the cost of his own life.

Chi Yan's expression changed when he saw this scene, but there was nothing he could do.

The powerful fairy spirit enveloped the round blade again, and Hu Sandao, who was furious, had no scruples at all.

Either Fang Lin dies today or he dies!

The terrifying aura shrouded all around, even the monks a hundred meters away were affected.

A monk in the Half-Step Spiritual Palace was accidentally affected by a ray of breath and lost one of his hands.

This made the others scared, but luckily they ran fast.

"You must die!"

Hu Sandao roared angrily.

"How can I die if my promise is not fulfilled?"

Fang Lin looked at Hu Sandao as if he looked like a clown and said lightly.

"Perhaps, you die first..."

Fang Lin was not prepared to drag it out any longer, and it was time for his revenge promise to end.

Maybe the Slaughterer Pavilion is secretly watching, ready to take his life at any time.

"A thousand swords pierce the heart!"

In the Tianyao Mountains, Fang Lin used this move to kill three Nine Star Spiritual Palaces, which is enough to show its power.

Although Hu Sandao's blow based on his own life should not be underestimated, he was already at the end of his strength and was not much stronger than the three Nine Star Spiritual Palace monks.

As Fang Lin raised the Thousand Lord Sword in his hand, the overwhelming sword power swept over him. The sword power was so overwhelming that he could withstand Hu Sandao with his momentum alone.

At the same time, this sword contained overwhelming killing intent.

This sword is for his original promise. In the future, all the animals will be washed with blood, and he will step on the mountain of corpses to admire the red flowers!

The moment Fang Lin swung the sword, the faces of everyone present changed drastically. This power was beyond the range they could bear.

Chi Yan felt that he did not dare to be careless and quickly created a barrier to protect the disciples behind him. He had used all his cards and did not dare to hold anything back.

boom!

This sword directly passed through Hu Sandao's attack, filling the world with fierce sword power.

This force that was like destroying the world fell, everyone held their breath and concentrated, and even breathing seemed to have stopped.

A figure crashed directly into the ground, causing dust to rise and blocking everyone's sight...