Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"Just a few of you, you still want to fight Fang Lin?"

"Let's go through a few of us first before we talk!" After Jiang Chuan finished speaking, he slowly held out a mirror.

This magic weapon was also a secret treasure obtained in the hall of Lingjian Sect.

As soon as Jiang Chuan took it out, he immediately attracted the attention of the monks.

"Secret treasure! They actually got a secret treasure inside!"

"Kill them and grab all the treasures. There must be many treasures inside."

Everyone, you say something to me.

But obviously they were not prepared to let the three Jiang Chuan brothers go.

However, Jiang Chuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with them at this time. The moment he held out the mirror, he mobilized the power of the fairy spirit to launch the first attack.

I saw one of the monks immediately attacking with a sword.

But when he fell with the sword, he found that what he hit was just a shadow of Jiang Chuan.

But what followed was a heart-breaking blow from Jiang Chuan.

The monk's face turned pale, and he looked at the position of his heart in disbelief. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he died on the spot.

Seeing this, the other monks not only showed no intention of backing down, but became even more frantic. They only thought that the secret treasure was too powerful, so Jiang Chuan was able to kill one person. However, there were so many strong men present, many of them at the Spirit King level, so they had nothing to worry about. of.

The three Jiang Chuan brothers had expressionless faces, and they were like meat grinders, killing these reckless monks one after another.

During this process, most of the masters at the Spirit King Realm just watched from the sidelines, and occasionally they took action, but it was just tentative.

They just watched helplessly as all the monks fell to the attack of the three Jiang Chuan brothers.

A quarter of an hour later, there were few people left standing in the entire hall.

At this time, Jiang Chuan was also panting heavily, looking at the corpses on the ground and the several Spirit King Realm masters in front of him with an ugly expression.

Too many people!

with him

We, it is not a problem to deal with these little minions, but if there are masters of the Spirit King Realm harassing you in the process, it will be completely different.

"The power of the fairy spirits in your bodies will soon dissipate. Give up resistance!" The green-robed Taoist standing aside said calmly.

The other Spirit King Realm monks also laughed.

Jiang Chuan looked at them, feeling bitter in his heart that he couldn't express.

With his current strength, it is already very difficult to deal with one Spirit King Realm, let alone five Spirit King Realm masters in the entire hall.

In addition to Yang Chenqing, Zhou Ni and the three Taoists in Qingpao, there was also a bearded man and a white-faced scholar sitting next to him reading.

Jiang Chuan knew Yang Chenqing and Zhou Ni.

And Jiang Chuan, the big man with beards, has also heard of it.

Du Wuqi, a direct disciple of the Vajra Sect, is very powerful in practicing all kinds of moves.

Although the sect is not very famous in the fairy world, if you really think that this big man is just an ordinary guy, you are totally wrong!

Although the Vajra Gate is small, each generation has only one descendant, and each generation is very strong!

"Forget it, telling them this is a waste of time. Since we can't fight for a long time, let's get rid of them and go find Fang Lin!" After finishing speaking, the Qingpao Taoist took action.

Only now did the monks who retreated realize that they were being used as guns.

But I didn’t dare to really say anything.

The few who had not taken action now stood far away and did not dare to move.

Taoist Qingpao sneered, a handful of dust appeared in his hand, and he attacked Jiang Chuan directly.

With just this move, Jiang Chuan had to go all out to barely resist.

Snapped!

Jiang Chuan took a step back, sweat dripping down his forehead.

At this moment, the green-robed Taoist in front of him took action again.

But this time, Jiang Chuan was obviously unable to resist.

"You have just entered the Spirit King Realm, and you still want to fight me?"

"Are you worthy?" .??.

Taoist Qingpao sneered, and immediately prepared to kill Jiang Chuan with his killing move.

But at this moment, a sword energy roared from the Sword Intention Corridor.

Yang Chenqing's pupils shrank.

What a strong sword energy!

I am afraid that no one among the younger generation of sword cultivators can achieve this level.

Taoist Qingpao didn't care at first.

But when the sword energy roared in front of him, he instantly realized the danger.

But in this case, he could only move his body reluctantly.

The sword energy quickly brushed against the Qingpao Taoist's shoulder.

Poof!

The Taoist's right shoulder was severely broken with a deep wound visible to the bone.

And this was just a slight brush with the sword energy.

The green-robed Taoist took a deep breath and took a few steps back in horror.

How can it be?

Can’t even catch a sword energy?

Zhou Ni laughed: "Qing Cang, after all this time, you are still so useless!"

Taoist Qingcang snorted angrily: "Zhou Ni, don't say such sarcastic words here, why don't you try it?"

The two were about to have a quarrel.

At this time, Fang Lin's cold voice came.

"You two, there's no need to argue!"

"Everyone here has a share. No one can leave here today!" His voice was calm, without any emotion.

When several people heard Fang Lin's words, they all frowned.

"snort,

What a loud tone. "Du Wuqi snorted coldly and looked towards the location of the Sword Intention Corridor.

Fang Lin slowly walked out of the corridor and looked calmly at the people in front of him.

Three swords flew around him.

Qingshuang, Qianjun, Quehe!

Now these three swords have been refined by Fang Lin into his own flying swords, which can be used to exert the power of the three swords with the help of Divine Sword Yu Leijue Formation.

The white-faced scholar also stood up slowly at this time. Among the five spirit kings in the front hall, only Yang Chenqing had no intention of taking action.

Du Wuqi, on the other hand, looked at Fang Lin with an arrogant look; "You brat, you are only in the spiritual palace realm, but you dare to pretend to be in front of me. Today I will let you try my Diamond Subduing Tiger Fist!"

Without waiting for others to take action, Du Wuqi took the lead in attacking Fang Lin without any hesitation. He was really a completely reckless man.

Taoist Qingcang and the white-faced scholar were also stunned for a moment.

At this moment, they suddenly felt like they were being brought into a strange realm.

The next moment, several people met Fang Lin's eyes.

Eyes as ruthless as heaven.

Fang Lin slowly raised his right hand, and the three flying swords moved according to his heart.

"go!"

He whispered softly.

As if receiving the order, Qingshuang Sword rushed towards Du Wuqi with a burst of sound.

"Hmph, do you know that the techniques I practice in the Vajra Sect are the least afraid of scraps like you?" Du Wuqi said, his skin all over his body was actually coated with a layer of strange gold, and he could still hear faintly. The honest bell rang.

Fang Lin looked at Du Wuqi who looked proud, and just asked lightly: "Vajra Gate?"

"Are you awesome?"

As soon as the words fell, Qingshuang Sword flew away!

call out!

puff!

Blood splatters!

Diamond Gate, broken!