From the beginning to the end, the process took less than five breaths.

The demon cultivators present all looked like they had seen a ghost.

Whose general is this? So brave?

"It's Lin Jichen! It's him!"

A demon cultivator who had been a spectator at the Ascension Conference exclaimed, and the memory was finally found in the memory of his brain!

As soon as this was said, the whole audience was shocked.

Lin Jichen? Is it really him?

Speak of the devil and he will appear.

Especially the demon cultivator who just boasted that he would kill Lin Jichen like slaughtering pigs and dogs, was even more frightened and quickly retreated, fearing that Lin Jichen would use him as a knife.

The faces of the other demon cultivators were also very exciting.

The so-called name of a person is the shadow of a tree.

The leader of the Ascension Conference, beheaded Feng Ruhai, killed Situ Zhao, defeated Li Xinghun...

Each of these deeds that are enough to make the world famous, all came from one person.

Among the younger generation of disciples, Lin Jichen has become the first, and his reputation has surpassed Chu Tianhan's former fame.

No wonder these demon cultivators are all scared.

Mo Shaoku, who had been silent at this time, clenched his fists and shouted: "What are you afraid of! How can we lose to him with so many people?"

Mo Shaoku's words made these demon cultivators wake up from their fear. Yes, no matter how powerful Lin Jichen is, he is just one person.

There are hundreds of them, and most of them have the strength of Jindan and Juling realm. There is no need to be afraid of him.

This is not the Ascension Conference that only allows single duels.

Mo Shaoku provoked again and said: "As long as we kill him, not only will we be famous all over the world, but all the treasures on him will be ours. Don't forget, this guy is full of heavenly treasures!"

Hearing this, these demon cultivators really got excited, and the fear in their eyes was gradually replaced by greed.

Heavenly treasures!

Even the locals of Bahuang, like them, would flock to the treasures of heavenly rank.

Among them, only Mo Shaoku was qualified to touch the heavenly rank, after all, he was the eldest disciple of a first-class demon sect.

They were just ordinary disciples of the demon sect. If they didn't rely on robbery, they would never get the heavenly rank in their entire lives in the sect, even if it was just a skill book.

Seeing the changes in the eyes of these demon cultivators, Lin Jichen remained calm, with a blazing fighting spirit in his eyes, without the slightest fear or retreat.

At this time, the surviving righteous cultivators did not take the opportunity to escape, but decisively stood on Lin Jichen's side.

They knew that Lin Jichen came specially to save them, and if they escaped, it would be too shameless.

"Brother Lin, I, Zuo Qinglong, will fight alongside you!"

"And I, You Baihu! The demon sect rats are despicable and shameless. They killed my fellow disciples. I will never forgive them!"

"That's right! The demon sect rats only dare to bully the few with their numbers. If you want to deal with Young Master Lin, you must first step over my body, Yang Dianfeng!"

More than a dozen righteous disciples were filled with righteous indignation. They put their lives aside and fought to the death.

Seeing this, Lin Jichen smiled with relief. In fact, although the righteous and the evil only exist in their hearts, most of the righteous cultivators are still good, with only a very small number of filthy people.

Most of the demons are bad, bad from the bottom of their hearts, but there are also very few who are good.

"Okay, then we will fight side by side and kill these rats without a single piece of armor left!"

Lin Jichen said, and said, "Brothers, then I will give you a head first!"

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Jichen's figure disappeared instantly.

Almost at the same time, a sharp frosty sword energy exploded in the air within a range of more than ten feet.

"One sword of frost!"

The sword energy instantly swept half of the demon cultivators.

"-31000!"

"-28000!"

"-28520!"

...

The demon cultivators caught in the sword energy all burst out with damage on their heads, and their bodies quickly condensed into ice, and were frozen into ice sculptures!

The remaining demon cultivators were stunned for half a second before they reacted. They didn't expect that Lin Jichen would dare to take the initiative to attack with such a small number of people.

However, everyone immediately counterattacked. Mo Shaoku took the lead, leaving a residual image in the air, and the palm wind was like thunder.

"Crazy Demon Palm!"

Compared to the Ascension Conference, Mo Shaoku has made considerable progress and his realm has entered the realm of spirit.

When the two fought, they were only in the Jindan realm, and now both have entered the realm of spirit.

Mo Shaoku also has a lot more confidence and confidence.

Seeing Mo Shaoku coming, Lin Jichen didn't pay much attention to him, nor did he take him seriously.

He was busy dealing with the ice sculptures, trying to take the opportunity to deal more damage, and had no time to pay attention to this guy, so he pointed a finger at Mo Shaoku.

"Soul-shaking Finger!"

Mo Shaoku was shaken away without checking.

"-21500! Triggering paralysis effect!"

"Paralysis: The opponent will not be able to use normal attacks for 10 seconds."

Lin Jichen just forced Mo Shaoku back first, and then ignored him.The Jade Frost Sword made a sword flower, and countless sword shadows flew out!

"Blade Storm!"

A huge sword formation sealed all the demon cultivators who had become ice sculptures in front of them, harvesting tens of thousands of their health bars every second.

There was no way, the damage of the blade storm was not high, but Lin Jichen's strength was too high!

Under the attribute suppression, they couldn't bear even the most ordinary skills.

"Rebirth Buddha Seal!"

Lin Jichen had no intention of showing mercy. As soon as the sword formation was released, he also added a Buddha seal.

The demon cultivators in the frozen state almost took full damage!

More than a dozen righteous disciples did not watch the show and took action one after another.

And Mo Shaoku, who had been ignored by Lin Jichen as air, was almost angry to death. Lin Jichen obviously didn't take him seriously?

What does this mean? Obviously, at the Ascension Conference, he also fought back and forth with him and even caused him to suffer a lot of injuries.

Am I not worthy enough to threaten him?

Feeling frustrated, Mo Shaoku didn't waste words, took a deep breath, and condensed a great power in his right palm.

Boom!

There was a sound of collapse in the void, and a black palm print was slapped out.

"Golden Poison Palm!"

The black palm print fell with unmatched power, wrapping Lin Jichen!

Lin Jichen, who was dealing with the pile of ice sculptures, had no time to dodge. When he realized that the crisis was coming, he could only dodge close to him, but he was still a step slow.

Bang!

Lin Jichen was hit hard on the back, and his figure flew several feet away, and a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth.

Seeing that Lin Jichen was hit, Mo Shaoku smiled triumphantly and said provocatively: "Dare to be distracted when fighting with me? How does it feel to be poisoned?"

Mo Shaoku thought that Lin Jichen must have been poisoned.

However, a bland number just floated above Lin Jichen's head.

"-12000! Trigger poisoning!"

"Poisoning: immune!"

The magic of the Ten Directions Heart Sutra of the Heavenly Grade Heart Method is here, immune to poison.

Lin Jichen laughed, the food cooked by the precious master couldn't poison him, let alone this little poison!

He was the one who could survive the feast of the precious master!

"Tsk tsk, after so long, you are still so weak, a defeated general is a defeated general."

Mo Shaoku's defense was immediately broken: "WDNMD! What are you barking about?"

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Second update~

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