Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"The advance troops of Dongdao Sect, obey my orders and assemble!"

"Yes, Elder Fang!"

Even though the host emperor was present, the vanguard troops still obeyed Fang Lin's order and immediately gathered in front of the mountain gate.

The entire Beiming Sect disciples swallowed nervously, it seemed that the battle was about to begin.

Fang Lin pulled out the divine sword, and with a thought, blazing strange fire broke out instantly. At this moment, he was standing on the top of a hill, as if a god had descended into the world. He is the idol in the hearts of all Dongdao Sect disciples.

"The prairie fire sword technique! Break it for me."

Fang Lin shouted loudly and swung his sword in succession.

In an instant, several long and narrow openings suddenly appeared in the large formation in front.

"Is this?" Chen Shijin was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe his eyes.

"This is amazing!" Wang Mingyong was also shocked, feeling that the morale-boosting words he just said were in vain.

The disciples were even more shocked, and their legs began to tremble.

"We are finished! If I had known better, I should have promised him and surrendered."

Fang Lin waved the divine sword again, expanded the window, and rushed in first.

"Kill!"

"Destroy the people of Beiming Sect!"

"Let them cry and repent!"

When the disciples of Dongdao Sect saw that the powerful mountain-protecting formation was broken open by Fang Lin's divine sword, they were immediately inspired and rushed in excitedly.

When they saw the disciples of Beiming Sect, they jumped up and attacked.

"Fight back or die!"

The disciples of Beiming Sect knew that the situation was not good, so they dared to hesitate and immediately waved their magic weapons to fight back.

But Fang Lin's excitement had subsided at this moment, his eyes were fixed on Chen Shijin, and he rushed to him in a series of flashes.

"Let the disciples be cannon fodder in front, while you hide here!"

Although he knew that they probably didn't mean this, he still said this to disrupt his opponent's mental strength.

Chen Shijin was furious after hearing this, "That's nonsense!"

After saying that, he waved his software and flew over to fight Fang Lin.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson now!"

"let me help you!"

Wang Mingyong rushed in without any hesitation. He was worried that Chen Shijin would not be able to deal with Fang Lin.

Both of them were holding divine swords and launched attacks from a distance.

Fang Lin rarely encounters such a combination, so he has some expectations.

However, he didn't have much time to waste.

"Immortal-killing sword technique!"

"Immortal-killing sword!"

Under successive attacks, Wang Mingyong and Chen Shijin instantly retreated, losing their balance and feeling frightened.

Fang Lin still didn't feel happy enough, and he still had more to say, "Come again!"

Wang Mingyong and Chen Shijin were shocked, knowing that they were no match for Fang Lin, and they were praying silently.

"Hurry up and come to the rescue!"

"Where is the sect master? Have you come here yet?"

Fang Lin strikes like lightning and shows no mercy.

"The prairie fire sword technique!"

Finally, they were killed with a sword.

Seeing this, Wang Mingyong wondered how he could stay any longer, so he turned around and wanted to run away. After all, he is a dignified Immortal Emperor, and no matter which sect or force he arrives at, he will receive top-notch hospitality. Even living alone is easy.

Fang Lin was chasing after him, and he would always see situations like this on the battlefield, "I'm still here, where can you escape?"

Fang Lin rushed to the front in two or three steps and blocked Wang Mingyong's way.

"I'll leave now without delaying you."

In desperation, Wang Mingyong said this directly without caring about embarrassment. Just hoping for a chance to survive.

Fang Lin sneered, "This opportunity has disappeared."

After saying that, the sword was like lightning, and after a few rounds, he was completely eliminated.

The two Immortal Emperor-level elders fell down, which was a big threat to the rest of the stewards.

"They lost. They both lost."

"We originally counted on them, but now there is no hope?"

"We are no match at all."

They stepped back again and again, and finally looked at the magic weapon in their hands in confusion, wondering whether they should put it down. If you let go, you won't be able to protect yourself. If you don't let go, Fang Lin may misunderstand that they want to continue the attack, and they will be massacred.

They looked at each other, and finally threw away the magic weapon in unison.

Xiaobai rushed out very happily.

"Haha, the master is so kind, there are two more corpses!"

"Well, eat!"

Fang Lin nodded and generously presented the reward from the corpse to Xiao Bai.

"Master is the best!"

Xiaobai laughed, and immediately swooped down unceremoniously, biting the arteries of the two corpses and drinking the blood.

This weird and bloody scene frightened those stewards who had not given up the magic weapon, so they immediately dropped the magic weapon.

Fang Lin saw the reactions of the officials and elders and was very satisfied and nodded.

"Have you decided to surrender? Very good, go out and accept the surrender now, take your disciples with you!"

The chiefs and elders sighed and prepared to take action.

Fang Lin felt the murderous aura coming from behind him and turned around immediately.

Smiles bloomed on the faces of the elders and stewards, looking forward to seeing Fang Lin's death, but they became extremely stiff the next moment.

Fang Lin turned around and quickly drew his sword to block the attack of the attacker. Not surprisingly, it was Wang Mingyong.

"You're still alive! Are you feeling better now?"

"Asshole!"

Ming Yunlong's hair was disheveled at the moment, and when he glanced at the broken bodies of Wang Mingyong and Chen Shijin, his expression became more solemn.

He knew very well that he was in trouble today. The two elders were dead, and he was not far away! But how can the head of a dignified sect be a bereaved dog!

Immediately, he swung the measuring ruler and struck Fang Lin down.

"I will definitely let you be buried with me, Beiming Sect, today!"

"Hmph, I don't believe it. Elder Dan, who is much more powerful than you, can't do it. How can you do it? By bragging?"

Fang Lin sneered unceremoniously, and at the same time, he waved the divine sword neatly.

After a few moves, Fang Lin was able to do it with ease and was extremely confident.

And Ming Yunlong became more and more frightened, almost unable to believe what he was experiencing.

"I asked you why you dare to go to our Beiming Sect. It turns out that you have already improved your level!"

Originally, Fang Lin could deal with him with the help of Kong Liuyun, but now one person is enough. This gap made him uncomfortable.

"Measuring the sky!"

Incomparably powerful power was injected into the Sky Measurement Ruler, and then suddenly slashed down towards Fang Lin.

Ming Yunlong's move was very powerful, and he originally thought he could gain the upper hand.

Fang Lin pointed his toes, lifted up lightly from the ground, and left the place in an instant.

Boom!

A quarter of the entire mountain gate immediately collapsed.

"hateful!"

Ming Yunlong suddenly felt very distressed, but now he couldn't say much, so he just vented all his anger on Fang Lin.

Fang Lin sneered, extremely mocking.

"Hmph, it's obviously because you don't have eyes to see clearly. How can you blame me?"

He also knew very well in his heart that a quick decision should be made!

The Emperor of the East Road and others saw Ming Yunlong coming out of seclusion and quickly came to support Fang Lin.

"Master, you don't have to take action, I can completely handle him!"

Dongdao Emperor and Jing Canghai both knew how powerful Fang Lin was and stopped when they heard the words, but still watched worriedly nearby.

When Ming Yunlong heard this, he felt humiliated. After seeing Jing Canghai, he couldn't believe it.