Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"You really overestimate your capabilities! So many of us are insurmountable, so what can you, a kid from the Qiankun Realm, do? What an idiot!"

In the midst of everyone's attention, this harsh sound suddenly sounded. Liu Yidong turned his head and glanced, with a cold look deep in his eyes.

The person who spoke was none other than Zhou Fengshuo!

According to Liu Yidong's knowledge, Zhou Fengshuo and Liu Wanlin were getting very close this week.

There are thirty people on the Monster List, and everyone is at the Great Perfection level of the Divine Mansion. Therefore, there is far less level gap between them than the members on the Genius List.

There are thirty people on the monster list, except for the ones at the top, there are more people who are dissatisfied with each other.

As for Zhou Fengshuo, it was said that he had received guidance from Liu Wanlin before, and the same was true. Zhou Fengshuo was very polite to Liu Wanlin. ??

Fang Lin killed Liu Wanlin, and it can be said that he and Zhou Fengshuo were forged.

However, Fang Lin will naturally make decisions on these matters.

What Liu Yidong had to do was to give Fang Lin this news at the appropriate time.

Liu Yidong has always been very measured about what he should do.

Liu Yidong quickly withdrew his gaze and focused on Fang Lin.

Not only Liu Yidong, but everyone in the audience was watching Fang Lin at this moment.

But Fang Lin stood motionless.

What would you do without a sword?

Fang Lin's mind was blank at the moment.

Not to mention that he didn't have a sword, even if he replaced it with an ordinary sword, would his Zhantian still be able to exert such power?

With his current level of cultivation, the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique should be enough to deal with the Great Perfection of the Divine Palace Realm, but it just needs to reach the level of crushing, which is obviously not realistic yet.

However, if it were replaced by an ordinary sword, I am afraid that even the late Shenfu might not be able to withstand it!

In this way, the strongest ones have always been the Emperor Flame Holy Sword and Zhantian, not himself!

Fang Lin slowly lowered his head and looked at his palm.

What if there is no sword?

Without a sword, wouldn’t a swordsman be a swordsman?

A truly powerful swordsman would still rely on the sword in his hand?

Probably not!

The scene when he saw the old man for the first time suddenly flashed through Fang Lin's mind.

A person standing between heaven and earth is like a sword spanning the void.

The old man himself is like a sword!

Fang Lin could clearly feel the faint sense of oppression coming from him.

But the black sword in the old man's hand did not reveal much aura.

That kind of momentum comes entirely from the old man himself!

The old man is stronger, not the black sword!

Fang Lin's eyes seemed to gradually begin to light up.

Control the sword, not be controlled by it!

Fang Lin lowered his head and looked at the Emperor Flame Holy Sword in his hand. Suddenly, a fierce sword intent gradually overflowed from Fang Lin's body.

At this moment, the Emperor Flame Holy Sword in Fang Lin's hand suddenly buzzed slightly.

As the sword intent on Fang Lin became more and more powerful, not only the Emperor Flame Holy Sword, but also other monks in the field also had long swords in their hands. Those swords seemed to be resonating and began to buzz slightly!

Such a strange scene immediately caused the expressions of the monks to suddenly change.

My sword is actually resonating with others?

What a strange scene this is!

However, the old man in the field was a black sword, but he remained motionless and was not affected by Fang Lin at all.

But the eyes of the old man holding the sword were a little brighter at this moment.

Fang Lin's sword intent became stronger and stronger, and his power became more and more powerful.

At the end, Fang Lin's whole body seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, and a terrifying power soared into the sky. Fang Lin's clothes were all dancing!

At a certain moment, Fang Lin suddenly raised his head.

This was an extremely sharp gaze, mixed with an extremely pure killing intent.

This was pure killing intent, not affected by anything.

Killing sword!

This is Fang Lin's will. When the sword shines, there will be blood!

Such overwhelming murderous intent filled the air, and all the disciples in the audience looked at Fang Lin in shock.

What momentum is this! ??

A cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Universe, his aura is not weaker than that of the Great Perfection of the Divine Mansion!

Fang Lin didn't say anything nonsense, raised his sword and slashed directly at Lao Choi.

Swish——

A pale golden sword light shot out across the sky, reaching hundreds of meters in an instant!

The unparalleled fierce aura, accompanied by a monstrous murderous will, swept directly across the entire audience!

"Good time -" the old man suddenly laughed, flashed the black sword in his hand, and stabbed directly towards the sword light.

At first, there was no shocking collision. The old man's black sword was still neither plague nor fire, but the tip of the sword seemed to tear the center of the sword light easily.

The next second, the entire sword light exploded!

boom--

A storm of sword energy exploded into a wave and spread out, and the sword energy raged wildly for a while!

Fang Lin, who was not far away, was the first to bear the brunt and took dozens of steps back!

Seeing such a terrifying scene, everyone around could not help but gasp in secret.

There is no doubt that this power is infinitely close to the perfection of the Divine Palace Realm!

You know, Fang Lin has not activated the Emperor Flame Angel at this moment, this is pure sword energy!

In the raging storm, the old man stood steadily like a sharp sword, his eyes shining like stars.

"You're not enough, at least not yet!"

Fang Lin was silent, and after a moment he went directly to a

He sat down cross-legged.

The eyes of the people around him changed a bit when they saw this, but in the end no one said anything.

When Liu Yidong saw this, he walked to Fang Lin's side and silently protected Fang Lin.

Others may not know what Fang Lin means at this moment, but Liu Yidong has seen big scenes.

At this moment, Fang Lin is probably going to continue to understand the art of swordsmanship.

When the people around him saw this, they couldn't help but fell silent. The old man was not in a hurry and just stood in the distance and waited silently.

The atmosphere just fell silent.

After a while, Liu Yidong suddenly looked into the distance.

What he saw was a disciple of Canglan Tiangong who had been helped by Fang and Lin before.

"Senior brother, I wonder why we are gathered here?"

The man was a monk in white clothes, and he understood the situation just by looking at Liu Yidong.

"That's right, there is a hidden formation under the throne behind the senior. There is a space ring in the formation, and there are many top spiritual soldiers in it."

"According to the senior, the lowest ones are all fourth-grade spiritual soldiers, and the highest one is said to be a second-grade spiritual soldier!"

Having said this, the white-clothed monk suddenly became excited, "Second-grade spiritual weapons! Do you know the second-grade spiritual weapons? Even the four holy places only have two or three second-grade spiritual weapons each! This is simply a strategic thing. ah!"

When Liu Yidong heard this, his pupils shrank violently.

Second-grade spiritual soldier!

No wonder everyone here is gathered here and refuses to leave.

The monk in white sighed slightly, "It's a pity that this thing is not so easy to get. You need to defeat the senior head-on! So far, no one here can block the senior's sword!"

Liu Yidong was slightly startled, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Defeat that senior?

Fang Lin had an epiphany and couldn't beat him. This level of difficulty was simply inhuman!