Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"You help me return to Tianxing City. Under the original conditions, I will agree to any request you make, including me!"

Chu Feng grabbed Fang Lin's arm and prayed.

The only person she could turn to was Fang Lin, and there was no other way.

No matter what Chu Feng said, Fang Lin stood unmoved.

Chu Feng saw twelve masked men rushing toward her quickly, as anxious as ants on a hot pot. With her strength, there was still hope for dealing with a Nine-Star Spiritual Palace.

But dealing with twelve people is a certain death situation. It doesn't matter if she dies, but there will be no one to find an alchemist for her father.

Seeing that Fang Lin was motionless, Chu Feng, furious, drew out his sword and prepared to rush out.

But at this moment, a figure passed by her.

"You are so handsome even in men's clothes, which makes me even more curious about you wearing women's clothes."

Fang Lin looked at Chu Feng and smiled, then turned to look at the masked man, with a hint of murderous intent on his face, and the Qingshuang Sword appeared in his hand.

"Now that you're here, let's stay completely."

After Fang Lin came out of the Dongfang Ancient Clan, he had been relying on the power of the Thousand Lord Sword. He just wanted to see how far his strength could reach without relying on the Thousand Lord Sword.

The sharp sword energy was released unbridled, making it impossible for anyone to get close to him.

As the sword energy materialized, it turned into a majestic sword force rising into the sky.

The faces of the masked men suddenly changed, and they felt a hint of pressure from Fang Lin.

"Quick victory!"

The leading masked man realized that Fang Lin was not simple, and drew out their long knives one after another. The twelve people simultaneously exuded the power of the Nine Star Spiritual Palace, like a ferocious beast, and immediately pounced on Fang Lin.

"One sword withers leaves and leaves and flowers wither!"

Fang Lin showed an evil smile at the corner of his mouth and did not dodge. A cold light flashed from the Qingshuang Sword, exuding a destructive aura and raging away.

Suddenly, sword energy and knife energy swept around, and a piece of

A huge boulder was immediately flattened.

The leading masked man was shocked.

How is it possible for one person to fight against twelve nine-star spiritual palace realms without falling into a disadvantage?

Since Fang Lin's breakthrough, it was the first time that he used his own power to fight against so many Nine Star Spiritual Palace Realms. He actually felt a little pressure, but it could be ignored.

This gave Fang Lin a clearer understanding of his own strength. Relying on his own strength, he was completely invincible at the same level. He could even fight against the Half-Step Spirit King.

Fang Lin suddenly laughed and dispersed his sword energy. Due to inertia, a group of masked men rushed directly towards him.

The twelve masked men were immediately stunned.

Want to defeat them with your bare hands?

Chu Feng, who was standing next to him, saw that Fang Lin was fighting with twelve masked men by himself, and he was not at a disadvantage. He almost screamed out before he had time to rejoice.

What is Fang Lin doing? If he doesn't use his immortal power to fight against the twelve masked men, isn't he looking for death?

But she was afraid that Fang Lin would be distracted, so she could only endure it.

Just when the leading masked man thought that Fang Lin was bound to die, a vision suddenly appeared.

Fang Lin exuded tyrannical energy and blood, which condensed into a dragon-tiger phenomenon and roared. When he touched this power, twelve people were instantly blown away.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard.

Fang Lin didn't give them a chance to react. The Qingshuang Sword exuded fierce sword energy and fell suddenly, like a sword god striking out. Wherever the sword pointed, destruction was coming.

The terrifying sword power made everyone feel a huge sense of oppression. The moment this power fell, three swords suddenly sounded.

There was a sound of vomiting blood.

I saw the sharp sword force piercing the defense of the three people, blood splattered from the sword on their necks, and they fell to the ground.

"Quickly retreat!"

The masked man at the head was shocked and suddenly stepped back. Things were out of his control.

"How dare you, we are from Xiaodaomen!"

The leading masked man panicked and began to threaten Fang Lin. .??.

Fang Lin sneered. The thing he was least afraid of was threats.

The Qingshuang Sword in his hand was raised again, and every time he swung it out, it carried a sharp sword force that was unstoppable.

In the blink of an eye, three more masked men died.

Others had no time to rescue him. Fang Lin seemed to be the god of death's scythe, killing whoever he wanted to die without any resistance.

Especially when the terrifying sword power came from Fang Lin, they couldn't even resist.

"Kill, otherwise, we will stay here completely!"

The leading masked man calmed down and gathered the remaining people together to avoid being defeated one by one by Fang Lin.

"Is this useful?"

"The sword steps on the flying snow!"

Fang Lin shook his head and smiled, and walked forward step by step. The power of the sword on his body became stronger with every step he took, and the surrounding fairy energy was absorbed by Fang Lin.

"puff!"

As soon as the leading masked man's voice fell, a sword light slid across his face. There was a look of horror in his eyes, and blood overflowed and turned into a dead soul.

Suddenly there was the sound of other masked men swallowing. The person who died just now was their boss. He could step into the position of a half-step spirit king at any time and be killed by a sword.

"This is impossible, how could eldest brother die!"

One of them couldn't believe it and yelled like crazy

.

"I'm going to kill you, die!"

The aura on a masked man rose at a speed visible to the naked eye, directly burning the essence and blood in his body. The long knife in his hand shook, and a domineering sword aura rushed out.

Seeing this, the other four people also roared and burned their essence and blood. Once the essence and blood are exhausted, their lives will come to an end.

But as long as Fang Lin is killed, there is still a way out.

After burning their essence and blood, the strength of the four people increased greatly, almost approaching the half-step spirit king.

Fang Lin did not dare to confront them head-on without relying on Qianjun Sword, so he relied on Lingbo Steps to walk among the four of them.

As long as the essence and blood in their bodies are exhausted, the four of them will undoubtedly die, and Fang Lin cannot afford to fight them.

As the battle became more and more intense, the surrounding fairy energy was somewhat insufficient, causing several people to fall into a weak state.

But even so, under the battle between the two sides, the ground continued to tremble, and even attracted some monsters to roar.

It seemed that they felt the tyrannical power of Fang Lin and others and did not dare to take action, but the blood was full of temptation for these monsters.

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

Seeing that there were more and more monsters around him, Fang Lin did not dare to delay. Otherwise, even if he killed the remaining five people, he would still face a monster crisis.

Fang Lin no longer hesitated and transformed into the white tiger's shadow. His attack power instantly doubled and the ground collapsed instantly.

The person who was the first to burn his essence and blood was the first to lose his fighting power. Fang Lin slapped him with his paw and turned him into a pulp.

He turned around and looked at the remaining people, avoiding the attacks of the four people. Occasionally, the sword energy fell on him, but with the strength of his body, he could completely ignore it.

"How could your physical body be so powerful?"

Seeing that Fang Lin ignored their attacks, one of them was stunned.