Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The aura spread through him, and Deng Long's whole body went crazy.

This is his last struggle, his final counterattack!

Fang Lin smiled without any struggle in his heart and looked at Deng Long with a cruel and cold gaze.

"It's not like I haven't killed anyone from the Deng family. Old guy, don't forget that your brother died at my hands."

Fang Lin slowly opened his mouth and said word by word: "You are not the first Deng family member I have killed, and I promise you, you will not be the last."

After the words fell, Fang Lin squeezed his hand fiercely, and his body was filled with overwhelming momentum: "Now you can ride until there are enough people in your Deng family. When one day I kill until my hands are weak, maybe I will stop."

"Madman! You unreasonable madman, you simply don't want your life!"

Deng Long was horrified, his eyes widened in fear, and he looked at Fang Lin roaring in disbelief.

"I said, that's it!"

Fang Lin shouted coldly and made the final conclusion for this shocking decisive battle: "Die!"

With a swipe sound, the light of the sword flew, and the ruthless sword hovered in the sky.

The extremely fierce wave of air passed by and was simply unstoppable.

Deng Long raised his hands in a crazy manner, but he had no power to parry at all.

There was a hissing sound, and the extremely sharp sword struck his hand. The piece of Heaven-turning Seal Formation Center in his right palm that was as big as a jade tablet fell off on the spot as the palm was cut off.

The core of the formation was destroyed, and the huge and terrifying Sky-turning Seal in the sky suddenly lost its energy source, and shrank powerlessly, as if it were a giant jellyfish that had been fatally injured. At this moment, it no longer had any threatening power.

"Pfft!"

A shocking wave of blood shot up into the air, and the scene looked really cruel.

Deng Long's hand was cut off, his heart trembled, and he looked at Fang Lin with great fear.

"cut!"

Fang Lin shouted sharply, and the ruthless knife flew out again, stabbing horizontally with the blade, and with a hiss, an astonishing line of blood was drawn out of Deng Long's huge body.

"Impossible! This is impossible..."

This notorious tycoon spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body slowly fell to the ground. His vitality quickly disappeared. Before he died, he still looked at Fang Lin in disbelief.

An amazing battle ended with the fall of Deng Long!

"Master Fang, if you really kill him, there won't be any trouble, right?"

Xiang Wentian was so excited that he walked forward and looked at Fang Lin anxiously.

"Only the complete destruction of the enemy can mean victory!"

Fang Lin gave him a philosophical remark.

Xiang Wentian was stunned for a moment and looked at Fang Lin with great admiration.

"Master Fang has such amazing cultivation and decisive mind at such a young age. He is the one who can do great things. I have lived a life in vain and am far worse than Master Fang."

Xiang Wentian sighed inwardly.

"Master Fang, have we really won?"

Xiang Yanran's whole body trembled with excitement, and she rushed towards Fang Lin with a sweet cry, her watery eyes filled with a small heart of fanatical admiration.

Before Fang Lin arrived, the girl was heartbroken, thinking that her family would have no chance of surviving in the face of such a terrifying monster as the Jueqing Sect.

But fortunately, because of the existence of Fang Lin, a great reversal has been staged today.

It also made the girl's heart surge with excitement.

"Thank you so much, Master Fang, for your kindness. I will never forget this kindness to my whole family. From now on, I will follow Master Fang to the death, no matter what, no matter what!"

Xiang Wentian knelt down to Fang Lin with great respect and solemnly swore an oath.

"You're welcome to the old man."

Fang Lin waved his hand slightly, showing dignity, asking Xiang Wentian to stand up, and then said with a smile: "The reason why I took action is not entirely because of you. After all, I have enemies with the Deng family. Killing one of them is also a killing. Both are killed too.”

Fang Lin smiled: "What's more, I'm still waiting to see your Xiang family's dragon fruit. I wonder what kind of treasure it is that can make people from Jueqing sect covet it."

"Haha, what Master Fang said is that I will reveal the dragon fruit right now."

Xiang Wentian simply did not hesitate and looked at Fang Lin cheerfully: "If it weren't for Master Fang, my Xiang family would have turned into a pile of ashes long ago. What does a mere dragon fruit mean?"

Then the group returned to the Xiang family's living room, where other servants were responsible for cleaning up.

During the cleaning process, the strong smell of blood made these people feel sick involuntarily, and at the same time they admired Fang Lin's iron-blooded methods even more.

Xiang Wentian served Fang Lin a cup of hot tea with great respect, and then took out the dragon fruit.

At first glance, the dragon fruit is actually a palm-sized plant, about an inch tall, and completely green. If you say it is an ordinary grass, no one will say anything.

The only difference is that there is a fiery red fruit on the top of the plant, about the same size as a broad bean, like a priceless pearl.

The whole dragon fruit is placed in a jade plate. There is an extremely delicate container under the jade plate, and the container contains some warm jade liquid.

"Master, please look, this is the dragon fruit."

Xiang Wentian introduced to Fang Lin with some pride: "This dragon fruit blooms every three hundred years and bears fruit every three hundred years. Now it is the time for it to bear fruit, so the master can see this fruit."

When he said this, he sighed sadly: "Ever since my ancestors obtained the dragon fruit, the whole clan has not dared to neglect anything. They have been working cautiously to preserve the dragon fruit as their top priority. If it weren't for Master Fang this time, I'm afraid I would have to I will be ashamed of my ancestors and bring shame to my ancestors.”

After Xiang Wentian finished speaking, he became even more excited and saluted Fang Lin again.

"There is an extremely violent fire energy in the dragon fruit's body."

Xiang Wentian explained seriously: "If we can successfully absorb the fire attribute energy, we can make the true energy in the body transform into flames. The power is extraordinary."

"It's a pity that since my ancestors obtained the dragon fruit, no one in my Xiang family has been able to successfully do this, so it has always been a decoration. Unexpectedly, in the end, it was still guilty of the crime, which aroused the covetousness of the Jueqing Sect."

Xiang Wentian's face was full of pain and regret, and then explained to Fang Lin: "It is said that the origin of this dragon fruit comes from a natural earth-fire mineral vein in the far north. The mineral vein is also very magical and can survive extremely cold temperatures. Fire is born in it, so dragon fruit can be said to be a natural wonder and extremely rare. "

"According to legend, in the place where dragon fruit is produced, there is also some kind of mysterious ancient dragon. The dragon eats dragon fruit for food, so it got the name dragon fruit."

When Xiang Yanran heard this, her beautiful eyes suddenly became extremely clear, and she sighed leisurely, obviously filled with endless yearning. The momentum spread on him, and Deng Long's whole person was already going crazy.

This is his last struggle, his final counterattack!

Fang Lin smiled without any struggle in his heart and looked at Deng Long with a cruel and cold gaze.

"It's not like I haven't killed anyone from the Deng family. Old guy, don't forget that your brother died at my hands."

Fang Lin slowly opened his mouth and said word by word: "You are not the first Deng family member I have killed, and I promise you, you will not be the last."

After the words fell, Fang Lin squeezed his hand fiercely, and his body was filled with overwhelming momentum: "Now you can ride until there are enough people in your Deng family. When one day I kill until my hands are weak, maybe I will stop."

"Madman! You unreasonable madman, you simply don't want your life!"

Deng Long was horrified, his eyes widened in fear, and he looked at Fang Lin roaring in disbelief.

"I said, that's it!"

Fang Lin shouted coldly and made the final conclusion for this shocking decisive battle: "Die!"

With a swipe sound, the light of the sword flew, and the ruthless sword hovered in the sky.

The extremely fierce air wave passed by and was simply unstoppable.

Deng Long raised his hands in a crazy manner, but he had no power to parry at all.

There was only a hiss, and the extremely sharp sword struck his hand. The piece of Heaven-turning Seal Formation Center in his right palm that was as big as a jade tablet fell off on the spot as the palm was cut off.

The center of the formation was destroyed, and the huge and terrifying Sky-turning Seal in the sky suddenly lost its energy source, and shrank powerlessly, as if it were a giant jellyfish that had been fatally injured. At this moment, it no longer had any threatening power.

"Pfft!"

A shocking wave of blood shot up into the air, and the scene looked really cruel.

Deng Long's hand was cut off, his heart trembled, and he looked at Fang Lin with great fear.

"cut!"

Fang Lin shouted sharply, and the ruthless knife flew out again, stabbing horizontally with the blade, and with a hiss, an astonishing line of blood was drawn out of Deng Long's huge body.

"Impossible! This is impossible..."

This notorious tycoon spat out a large mouthful of blood and slowly fell to the ground. His vitality quickly disappeared. Before he died, he still looked at Fang Lin in disbelief.

An amazing battle ended with the fall of Deng Long!

"Master Fang, if you really kill him, there won't be any trouble, right?"

Xiang Wentian was so excited that he walked forward and looked at Fang Lin anxiously.

"Only the complete destruction of the enemy can mean victory!"

Fang Lin gave him a philosophical remark.

Xiang Wentian was stunned for a moment and looked at Fang Lin with great admiration.

"Master Fang has such amazing cultivation and decisive mind at such a young age. He is the one who can do great things. I have lived a life in vain, and I am far worse than Master Fang."

Xiang Wentian sighed inwardly.

"Master Fang, have we really won?"

Xiang Yanran's whole body trembled with excitement, and she rushed towards Fang Lin with a sweet cry, her watery eyes filled with a small heart of fanatical admiration.

Before Fang Lin arrived, the girl was heartbroken, thinking that her family would have no chance of surviving in the face of such a terrifying monster as the Jueqing Sect.

But fortunately, because of the existence of Fang Lin, a great reversal has been staged today.

It also made the girl's heart surge with excitement.

"Thank you so much, Master Fang, for this kindness. I will never forget this kindness to my whole family. From now on, I will follow Master Fang to the death, no matter what, no matter what!"

Xiang Wentian bowed down to Fang Lin with great respect and solemnly swore.

"You're welcome to the old man."

Fang Lin waved his hand slightly, showing dignity, asking Xiang Wentian to stand up, and then said with a smile: "The reason why I took action was not entirely because of you. After all, I have enemies with the Deng family, and killing one of them is also killing. Both are killed too.”

Fang Lin smiled: "What's more, I'm still waiting to see your Xiang family's dragon fruit. I wonder what kind of treasure it is that can make people from Jueqing sect covet it."

"Haha, what Master Fang said is that I will reveal the dragon fruit right now."

Xiang Wentian simply did not hesitate and looked at Fang Lin cheerfully: "If it weren't for Master Fang, my Xiang family would have turned into a pile of ashes long ago. What does a mere dragon fruit mean?"

Then the group returned to the Xiang family's living room, where other servants were responsible for cleaning up.

During the cleaning process, the strong smell of blood made these people feel sick involuntarily, and at the same time they admired Fang Lin's iron-blooded methods even more.

Xiang Wentian served Fang Lin a cup of hot tea with great respect, and then took out the dragon fruit.

At first glance, the dragon fruit is actually a palm-sized plant, about an inch tall, and completely green. If you say it is an ordinary grass, no one will say anything.

The only difference is that there is a fiery red fruit on the top of the plant, about the same size as a broad bean, like a priceless pearl.

The whole dragon fruit is placed in a jade plate. There is an extremely delicate container under the jade plate, and in the container, there is some warm jade liquid.

"Master, please look, this is the dragon fruit."

Xiang Wentian introduced to Fang Lin with some pride: "This dragon fruit blooms every three hundred years and bears fruit every three hundred years. Now it is the time for it to bear fruit, so the master can see this fruit."

When he said this, he sighed sadly: "Ever since my ancestors obtained the dragon fruit, the whole clan has not dared to neglect anything. They have been working cautiously to preserve the dragon fruit as their top priority. If it weren't for Master Fang this time, I'm afraid I would have to I will be ashamed of my ancestors and bring shame to my ancestors.”

After Xiang Wentian finished speaking, he became even more excited and saluted Fang Lin again.

"There is an extremely violent fire energy in the dragon fruit's body."

Xiang Wentian explained seriously: "If we can successfully absorb the fire attribute energy, we can make the true energy in the body transform into flames. The power is extraordinary."

"It's a pity that since my ancestors obtained the dragon fruit, no one in my Xiang family has been able to successfully do this, so it has always been a decoration. Unexpectedly, in the end, it was still guilty of the crime, which aroused the covetousness of the Jueqing Sect."

Xiang Wentian's face was full of pain and regret, and then explained to Fang Lin: "It is said that the origin of this dragon fruit comes from a natural earth-fire mineral vein in the far north. The mineral vein is also very magical and can survive extremely cold temperatures. Fire is born in it, so dragon fruit can be said to be a natural wonder and extremely rare. "

"According to legend, in the place where dragon fruit is produced, there is also some kind of mysterious ancient dragon. The dragon eats dragon fruit for food, so it got the name dragon fruit."

When Xiang Yanran heard this, her beautiful eyes suddenly became extremely clear, and she sighed leisurely, obviously filled with endless yearning.