Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

“I thought today’s game would be over, but I didn’t expect that I could watch two more games!”

Immediately, they also stood up and gathered around the playing field to watch.

Mo Shaocong took out the Seven-Star Sword first and looked at Fang Lin with his bare hands, not believing that he would fail.

"You still decide to use your bare hands, but don't blame me for bullying you!"

"Stop talking nonsense, if you have the skills to talk, take action!"

Fang Lin was extremely tired and didn't bother to talk nonsense to Mo Shaocong. All he wanted was to fight and fight.

Mo Shaocong immediately felt that his face was extremely hot. Fang Lin really embarrassed him in public.

"Okay, let me teach you some clever tricks!"

Immediately, Mo Shaocong swung the seven-star knife and killed him.

The power of the stars!

In an instant, seven stars appeared around him, echoing the seven holes on the knife.

With every move, he directly blocked the space around Fang Lin, and unceremoniously shot down on Fang Lin's head.

Fang Lin was surprised when he saw this. He felt extremely familiar. Gao Minmin's arrogant face appeared in front of his eyes.

"It turns out he's from Xingchen Mountain, he's really awesome!"

Fang Lin sneered, and then started running his technique at full power to absorb the surrounding fairy energy like crazy. Although Fang Lin has reached the end of his strength, the surrounding fairy energy is very strong, which can provide him with some counterattack.

"That's right, it's Xingchen Mountain!"

Mo Shaocong smiled slightly, thinking that Fang Lin would regret it, so he slashed hard with his knife, trying to cut Fang Lin in half.

Fang Lin merged more completely with the golden statue at this moment. He tensed his muscles and raised his hand to block the Seven-Star Knife with a punch.

Fang Lin tried his best to break free from the constraints of the space, but was surprised to find that this space was more secure.

Seeing that the Seven-Star Sword could not kill Fang Lin, Mo Shaocong began to use his strength to restrain the space, gritting his teeth and giving all his strength.

"Fang Lin, you are very powerful. It seems that I underestimated you."

"snort!"

Fang Lin ignored it and frantically worked his extremely sore muscles.

The fist shone with golden materialized light.

Fang Lin is going to break this space constraint with his fist.

"Open it for me!"

Boom!

Fang Lin's fists hit the space like raindrops. It was like drumsticks beating on a war drum.

Everyone at the scene was shocked.

"His set of boxing techniques looks simple, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Is this a holy-level advanced immortal technique?"

"This person is obviously the Nine-Star Golden Immortal, but his power is no less than that of the Eight-Star Immortal King. I really didn't expect it."

"Hmph, it's just a small skill. Who said that? This person is very strong."

Everyone admired Fang Lin extremely at this moment.

Boom!

Fang Lin continued to output, and the more he hit the space barrier, the more excited he became. He had a feeling that his power became stronger and stronger during this continuous output.

"Break it for me!"

Fang Lin shouted loudly and punched down, and some cracks appeared in the space.

"Uh-huh! Lock him up for me."

When Mo Shaocong saw this, he pushed harder. He didn't want to believe that his spatial restraint would be broken.

And at this moment, the space restraint is broken, which can only make his defeat even more ugly.

Fang Lin didn't give him any chance. The uglier his face became, the more excited he became.

Boom! Boom!

Fang Lin punched down one after another, and in the end he only heard a crisp rumble, and the space instantly shattered.

"What? It's really broken."

Mo Shaocong was shocked. He suddenly felt weak and wanted to escape from the battlefield. But the body took a step back according to inertia and lost its balance.

Fang Lin stepped forward and punched Mo Shaocong hard on the cheek.

Mo Shaocong's bones suddenly shattered and his whole body rolled and flew out.

Everyone was silent, and they all came closer to wait for Mo Shaocong to get up from the ground.

"What's wrong, are you dead?"

"Not dead, but it seems about the same. The Eight-Star Immortal King also lost to the Nine-Star Golden Immortal, which is embarrassing."

Mo Shaocong was furious, "You guys are just talking bastards. Zhao Weilin, don't you want to go up? Go over and teach Fang Lin a lesson, otherwise, I will laugh at you forever."

"You'd better mind yourself!"

Zhao Weilin sneered, and immediately took out his sky-opening ax and stepped forward to face Fang Lin. .??.

Even if Mo Shaocong failed, it would not affect Zhao Weilin's determination to fight.

"Practitioners are not afraid of failure, but they are afraid of not being able to move forward bravely. Fang Lin, I admit that you are strong, and now I am more interested in fighting you."

"Then come!"

At this moment, Fang Lin felt that there was no strength left in his meridians.

However, it is not an easy opportunity to have a Nine-Star Immortal King as a trial stone.

Fang Lin immediately waved to Zhao Weilin.

"Huh, crazy!"

Zhao Weilin was very angry, and directly possessed his soul. His whole body was shining with golden light, and he grabbed the sky-opening ax.

Boom!

Zhao Weilin didn't wait for Fang Lin to be ready before the ax fell. On a real battlefield, the enemy does not wait for his opponent to be ready. Fang Lin can't, and neither can he.

In an instant, a huge crack appeared on the ground, and Fang Lin became unstable.

Zhao Weilin turned into an afterimage and approached five steps, swinging the sky ax again and smashing it down near Fang Lin.

Boom!

There was another dull sound, and Fang Lin felt hundreds of thousands of pounds of weight coming down from behind him, making him lose the ability to react.

This man is indeed very strong, smarter and more cunning than Mo Shaocong.

Zhao Weilin hit both shots and became more confident

, used enough strength to hold the ax handle with both hands and smashed it down at Fang Lin.

"Humph, you don't have much chance now!"

With this axe, Zhao Weilin wanted to split Fang Lin's body.

Boom! The surrounding wind and clouds surged, and the boundless fairy energy gathered, washing and beating Fang Lin's body.

Fang Lin clenched this extremely tyrannical force, crossed his fists and forcefully took down the sharp blade of the Sky-Opening Ax.

"Don't even think about breaking through this barrier!"

Fang Lin shouted loudly.

Zhao Weilin was even more proud when he saw this, and wanted to succeed even more.

"You must die today!"

The sharp blade of the ax pierced Fang Lin's muscles, almost cutting off Fang Lin's arm.

When Fang Lin saw this, of course he couldn't let it happen. He concentrated all the power of the fairy on his wrist and directly opened the sky axe.

Not to be outdone, Zhao Weilin reacted quickly and immediately swung his sky-opening ax to slash horizontally.

If the power is used well, Fang Lin can be cut into two pieces in an instant.

"You still want to kill me, but there's no chance!"

Fang Lin sneered, and immediately attacked directly, punching the side of the Sky Axe without mercy.

Immediately, Fang Lin turned into a phantom, flashed on the spot one after another, and punched the Sky-Opening Ax one after another.

"What? What kind of move is this!"

Zhao Weilin only felt that the power in his hand was getting stronger and stronger, and the tiger's mouth was torn open, and blood gushed out.

Zhao Weilin frantically tried to swing the sky-opening ax, but was unable to hit Fang Lin.

Fang Lin continued to attack. Rumble, every punch hits the sky-opening ax.

The sky-opening ax deflected and finally left Zhao Weilin directly.

Fang Lin punched Zhao Weilin hard on the chest. There was a click, and more than four of Zhao Weilin's ribs were broken.

Zhao Weilin, the Nine-Star Immortal King, also lost to Fang Lin.

The crowd burst into applause.