Fantasy: Rent The Immortal Dojo At The Beginning

Just that slowly.

Sonorous! !

There was a violent metallic clang.

The sword in Haoyu's hand was divided straight into two halves in the middle, and the branch wrapped with spiritual power stabbed into his shoulder unstoppably, causing blood to flow.

Slowing down countless times, you can clearly see that the sharp points of the branches are separated and in contact with the tip of the sword, and then the entire sword blade is split into two in an instant.

Before Haoyu could even see clearly what was happening, severe pain hit him instantly.

ah! ! !

A shrill scream.

His body seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force and flew out heavily.

The expressions of all the disciples changed instantly.

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master! Are you okay?"

Haoyu struggled to get up from the ground, covering his pierced shoulder, looking in the direction of Lin En with a pale face, and roared:

"What you just used was the Haoran Sword Technique of Haoran Immortal Gate?! Are you from Haoran Immortal Gate?!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the surrounding disciples changed drastically.

Haoran Immortal Gate!

That is one of the top ten Immortal Gates in Canglan Continent today, and one of the leading sects in the continent!

Lin En did not return to his question. He slowly raised his head and said:

"Today, all of you will die!"

As soon as he said this, the umbrella in Lin En's hand instantly turned into countless dust.

An extremely terrifying aura erupted from his body, and one could even vaguely see the pitch-black robe on his body, and an ink dragon hovering around his body as if it were alive.

The momentum that burst out in this instant caused everyone in the Kowloon Sect to change their expressions.

"How can this... this aura be so powerful!"

Only then did they discover...

They are wrong!

That Lin En is not a waste who cannot practice, let alone a character that can be easily dealt with.

Just by the aura that just emitted, they clearly knew that if they didn't try their best, they would be the ones who died.

"Kill!" Haoyu roared and said:

"Absolutely don't show mercy! We all underestimated him! If we don't kill him today, he will definitely come to kill us in the future!"

All the disciples drew out the sword blades in their hands and roared to kill Lin En.

It was raining heavily.

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky.

Lin En looked up to the sky and laughed. Today, he will go on a killing spree!

Let the rain turn into blood, and let their corpses become a piece of scenery between heaven and earth.

Lin En used a branch as a sword, and his figure instantly looked like a ghost, appearing in front of a disciple of the Kowloon Sect.

"So fast!"

The disciple only had time to let out a scream before his heart was already pierced.

Another disciple wanted to take the opportunity to attack, but Lin En suddenly turned around, and a hand instantly grabbed his throat. With a click, his neck was easily broken.

In the heavy rain, Lin En seemed to have turned into a night Shura, and every sword could take away a person's life.

And every person's death is the end of a bloody line of cause and effect.

One light group after another was incorporated into Lin En's body.

The screams echoed through the sky.

Dense raindrops danced wildly across the street accompanied by blood.

Haoyu looked at Lin En, who was like a murderous god, retreating step by step, fear gradually showing in his eyes.

"What he just used was... Wuji Demon Sect's Heaven Swallowing Demon Technique... Bishui Immortal Gate's Biluo Huangquan Technique..."

"There is also the Haoran Sword Technique... the Nine-Xuan Ice-casting Technique..."

Every time he said the name of a technique, his face turned pale.

By the end, his entire face turned deathly pale.

"This...how is this possible!" He backed away tremblingly, his heart feeling as if it had fallen into the abyss, extremely cold.

"He actually holds the secret of the Immortal Gates in ten directions! How could this happen? This is absolutely impossible! All the Immortal Gates in the ten directions are ancient powerful sects that have been passed down for thousands of years. How could their skills be gathered in one person at the same time? On your body?!”

No matter how powerful Lin En is, he will not be as intimidating and terrifying as he is now.

Could it be...

He looked at the figure tremblingly, and an idea appeared in his mind that made him feel horrified just by thinking about it.

Is what stands behind Lin En the Immortal Gate in all directions? !

Phew!

With one sword strike, the last disciple of the Kowloon Sect fell to Lin En's hands.

Lin En stood in the heavy rain. Dozens of corpses fell around him. The scarlet blood almost turned the ground into a pool of blood.

The next moment, he turned his head and looked at Haoyu.

That look instantly made Haoyu feel a huge shiver, and a cold breath rolled through his body.

An uncontrollable thought occupied his entire body and mind.

That is: "Escape!"

When this idea appeared, it was like a wild weed growing wildly, making it impossible for him to resist.

He turned around suddenly and fled toward the distant street like crazy.

His legs trembled.

How could such a person be his opponent?

Phew! One sword!

A shrill scream.

A bloody wound appeared again on Haoyu's other shoulder. He screamed and got up, enduring the severe pain, and ran away again.

He knew that Lin En was not in a hurry to kill him.

He wants to play with himself, like a ferocious beast watching his prey die in pain and despair!

…

Baize City, outside Yuwen Mansion.

Haoyu, covered in blood, lay heavily on the door, knocked on the door hard, and said hysterically:

"General Yuwen! General Yuwen, help! I am Jiulong Zong Haoyu, and your dead father and I were close friends! General Yuwen, help!"

Within Yuwen Mansion.

A man was sitting in the lobby and suddenly opened his sharp eyes.

He had long braids, was covered in gold armor, and had a halberd standing next to him, making him look like a god descending from heaven.

He is the youngest general of the Zhou Dynasty, Yu Wenhan.

"Who is making the noise outside!" Yu Wenhan's eyes were like dots, and his voice was like thunder.

There was a loud bang.

The door fell heavily.

Haoyu rushed in like a madman, with disheveled hair and screamed:

"General Yuwen save me! General Yuwen save me!"

Yu Wenhan stood up instantly, holding a halberd, and flew to Hao Yu's side.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt an extremely terrifying aura coming from outside the door.

The next moment, his expression changed drastically.

Almost subconsciously, he picked up the halberd in his hand and blocked it from the air.

A sonorous sound! !

Sparks flew.

Yu Wenhan took a dozen steps back in an instant, and the halberd in his hand broke into two pieces with a click.

Yu Wenhan's face was horrified. His halberd was made of black gold. How could anything break his halberd?

His eyes went to the ground.

The next moment, there was a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

A branch!

That's right!

What hit his halberd just now was an ordinary branch!