Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

"Hand over your things, you are no match for us."

Fang Qingge looked directly into Xu Sanyan's eyes and spoke in a deep voice.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on this. Qin Manyang's eyes flashed and he was already looking for an opportunity to escape.

She couldn't see the possibility of Xu Sanyan winning. Each of these four people was a contemporary figure. Among them, Fang Qingge was recognized as the number one among the younger generation. No matter how powerful Xu Sanyan was, he couldn't compete with the four of them.

Not just her, basically everyone thinks so.

Among the younger generation, no one, not even the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, can break out of the tight siege under the combined forces of Fang Qingge, Jingyi, Mo Qianqian, and Luo Qingwei.

Even though the four of them were in bad condition, Fang Qingge and Qi Liang had been fighting fiercely for a long time, and their body's mana was less than 30%. Jingyi was slightly injured, and their mana was less than 40%. Luo Qingwei and Mo Qianqian had no damage and were close to full strength.

On the other hand, Xu Sanyan, after the previous battle with Jingyi, had very little mana left, but he never relied on mana, but a tough body.

"Beat me, and the things will be yours."

Xu Sanyan stretched out his arms and raised one hand high. The spurge flew into his hand with the whistling wind in the distance.

"Huh, I won't cry until I see the coffin!"

Luo Qingwei especially held a grudge against Xu Sanyan's harsh words towards his brother.

Jingyi put one hand on his chest and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, "Amitabha..."

Mo Qianqian said nothing and retreated slowly. She was not good at close combat, and could only show the power of her magic by keeping a distance.

Elder Ren and others were unable to help because Fang Qingge's side had more people.

Suddenly, Xu Sanyan moved, and the big halberd whizzed through the air, striking Luo Qingwei directly.

She is undoubtedly the weakest among the four. Xu Sanyan knows that it is better to cut off one of her fingers than to hurt ten of them, so he plans to deal with her first.

"careful!"

Fang Qingge shouted, flipped his wrist, and a line of cold sword energy passed through, heading straight for Xu Sanyan's head. This was a sure-fire attack, forcing him to turn around and resist.

"snort!"

Xu Sanyan glanced out of the corner of his eye, snorted coldly, and continued to attack Luo Qingwei without dodging the sword energy.

"clang!"

A crisp sound came, Luo Qingwei raised her sword to block, and suddenly felt a fierce and unparalleled force coming. Her arm felt numb, and she almost couldn't hold the blade. She couldn't help but feel shocked, it was such a strong force!

At this moment, he realized how powerful Jingyi was. He could actually fight this person for a long time, and even gained the upper hand for a while.

The sword energy was already attacking at this moment, and it was already too late to dodge, but Xu Sanyan didn't even think about dodge, he just had to bear it!

"Zi!"

The cold sword energy swept across Xu Sanyan's chest, and the red blood mist was eroded crazily, like cold water pouring into a frying pan, making a harsh sound.

The sword energy was consumed in an instant, but the blood mist only dimmed an imperceptible trace.

"What is this?!" Fang Qingge was shocked, his sword energy was useless?

Jingyi smiled bitterly, now you know how helpless he was just now. The "Soul Crossing Finger" that gathered most of the mana in his body could not cause fatal injuries to him.

This was not the time to think wildly. Jingyi held a flower-shaped flower in his hand. Golden light suddenly appeared behind him. The phantom of the Buddha appeared again. A pair of golden palms came from behind, but it was much smaller than before.

On the other side, Mo Qianqian also took action at the same time and shouted in a low voice,

"punishment!"

Xu Sanyan seemed unaware of this and only focused on attacking Luo Qingwei. The giant halberd was raised and swept head-on. Luo Qingwei was miserable. She quickly poured all her magic power into the long sword, and a layer of light blue light enveloped her.

"boom!"

In an instant, the giant halberd struck down, and the light wave trembled violently, shaking to pieces, but in the end it held on.

Luo Qingwei breathed a long sigh of relief, raised her eyes and swiped her eyes. Her expression changed drastically, and she saw that Xu Sanyan had closed her eyes at some point, but——

The vertical eye on his forehead opened.

What kind of eye was that? There was no trace of color in the scarlet eyes. Waves of thick blood mist floated out from the eyes, forming a barrier around him.

Endless panic surged in Luo Qingwei's heart. She knew that when Xu Sanyan took action again, she would definitely not be able to stop him.

At this moment, a crisis suddenly emerged in Xu Sanyan's heart. His whole body seemed to be covered with thousands of knife points, and he would be cut into pieces in the next second.

Swish——

Thousands of blades stabbed him, and the blood mist rolled around him, like a demonic cloud from the sky, but they were all blocked away and did not hurt him at all.

Even the secret technique of Shangyin Mountain cannot break through this layer of scarlet blood mist.

Xu Sanyan glanced at Mo Qianqian with scarlet eyes. He knew it was this woman who was responsible!

Mo Qianqian's heart trembled, and a burst of fear and uneasiness emerged in his heart, like an antelope being watched by a tiger, living in panic. Only by being stared at by him will you know that this person is scary!

"Ah~~!"

Xu Sanyan looked up to the sky and roared angrily. He turned around and swept across with the big halberd in his hand. The Buddha's golden palm was instantly chopped into two pieces and scattered.

Blood spilled from the corner of Jingyi's mouth, and the backlash of the technique caused the mana in his meridians to become temporarily chaotic.

The euphorbia didn't stop for a moment, chopped the golden palm into pieces, then moved forward, straight towards Luo Qingwei,

"boom!"

The light blue light shield shattered, Luo Qingwei spat out blood, and her figure flew away, hitting the ground heavily. She didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

Xu Sanyan looked at Fang Qingge. The evil aura around him was so strong that people dared not look directly at him.

The people watching the battle from a distance were shocked and looked at the four people from a distance.

The Buddha's golden light is illusory, and his desires are about to shatter,

The demonic cloud is still steaming, and its momentum is at its peak.

Fang Qingge, dressed in white, stood holding a sword with a solemn face.

Mo Qianqian, whose face is covered by gauze, stands upright with shock in her eyes.

Zuoqiu Zhen's pupils opened wide, staring at Xu Sanyan without blinking. This scene made her heart surge. I'm afraid she will never forget it for the rest of her life. That monstrous demon cloud will be firmly imprinted in her heart.

Wei Xunzhi clutched the corner of her clothes. A fist-sized spider lay on her shoulder, as if it was a dead thing and dared not move at all. The instinct of survival told it that it was very dangerous here and it could only survive by pretending to be dead.

Jiang Yan collapsed in the arms of the elder of the Jiang family, staring blankly at the scene.

His arm had stopped bleeding. In the cultivation world, as long as he didn't die, he would have the opportunity to reshape his arms.

Zuoqiu Yi recalled Lin Fan's words. There was one sentence he didn't lie to her.

Their Holy Son is really powerful...

Zuoqiu Shu remembered what Xu Sanyan said to her in the drum tower before, and she was no longer so resistant in her heart. It was a blessing to be appreciated by such a person.

Admiring the strong is human nature.

Qin Manyang stopped running away, and his figure reappeared beside Xiangtan, slightly puffing up his chest, as if he had never left.

Qi Liang in the dark slowly closed his eyes. He also contributed to this situation. If he hadn't consumed most of Fang Qingge's mana, Xu Sanyan would not have been able to achieve such a result.

And Luo Changtian was also seriously injured by him. Otherwise, the combined strength of the Luo brothers and sisters would be far greater than the effect of one plus one equals two.

It can only be said that many factors led to Xu Sanyan's situation of fighting one against four.

But no matter what, his strength cannot be ignored.

Fang Qingge's long sword cut his palm, and a trace of blood merged into the sword body, making the Biqing long sword even colder.