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The inn room was shattered, and the shopkeeper, waiter, servants and guests inside were all alarmed and came out one after another to see what happened.

But as soon as he poked his head out, he saw a three-foot-long giant sword waving in the air, and he was shocked immediately.

"This is... has the sword become a spirit?"

After hearing the continuous violent sound of Jintiejiao, and taking a closer look, it turned out that two people were fighting.

Everyone was amazed and fearful, they huddled in the inn and looked out carefully.

"It turned out that the practitioners fought."

"This, such a big sword...is it too fierce?"

Looking at the devastated room, the innkeeper felt like crying.

"My...house..."

A waiter next to him hurriedly pulled him back, and said in a low voice, "Shopkeeper, please stop barking..."

"You didn't see how fierce that guy's sword is. If he swipes his sword, I guess this inn will be wiped out."

The shopkeeper stopped the call with a squeak, and looked outside in horror, "My ancestors, the two of them must never call again."

After receiving more than ten swords, Lin Jin gradually stabilized his position, and said coldly: "It turned out that he was only blindly reckless!"

Lin Jin's figure quickly swept up, the sword light flashed, and the fierce sword intent burst out with the sound of sword whistling, cutting vertically and horizontally in the air in a radius of tens of feet.

Lin Jin snorted coldly.

"sword!"

"That's not how you use it!"

For a sword cultivator, sword intent is the strongest attack.

Wielding a sword like a kitchen knife is just a layman's way.

Unexpectedly, Mo Chen ignored him at all, facing Lin Jin's sword intent, he raised his golden giant sword and directly slashed down.

When the giant sword was swung, there was a thunderous sound of piercing through the air, and a ferocious sword intent slashed out from the edge of the giant sword, instantly tearing Lin Jin's sword intent into pieces.

Lin Jin's eyes suddenly widened.

"How...how could you..."

Mo Chen cut out the same sword intent as him.

The sword roared to the heavens!

What surprised him even more was that Mo Chen's sword intent was infused with extremely powerful vitality, making it even more powerful than his own.

"impossible!"

Meaning comes from the heart.

The sword intent realized by every sword cultivator comes from the heart.

Therefore, even if the teachers come from the same sect and practice the same sword art, it is impossible for two sword cultivators to realize the exact same sword intent.

But the sword intent that Mo Chen slashed out just now, except for the different power caused by too much vitality, the sword intent itself is almost the same as the sword roar that Lin Jin realized.

Lin Jin was a little dazed, but Mo Chen spat and said, "If I accidentally used such a thing, it really stained my hands."

At this time, a roar like a wounded beast sounded from a distance.

When the roar sounded, it seemed to be far away, but halfway through the roar, it was already approaching here quickly.

After the roar, a figure like a big black bird came to the sky above Lin Jin and Mo Chen like a shooting star.

Everyone looked up, and saw that the figure had a pair of black wings, and the wings probably spread more than ten feet.

There is also a strange luster flowing on the long black flight feathers on the wings.

And on closer inspection, the person with the black wings on his back turned out to be a person.

It's just that this person's face is extremely weird, with ferocious bones, fangs, and bright yellow light in his eyes.

This appearance, coupled with the pair of black wings of more than ten feet, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a person.

A bunch of people in the inn were taken aback, and they all shrank back instinctively.

"That guy..."

"Could it be that it's a devil?"

Chapter 3 Thirteen: Killing the Gods ([-])

No one has ever seen a man like this.

In this world, there is no one who will give birth to such a pair of big black wings and such an appearance.

What's more, that person's whole body was filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent.

This murderous intent gushed out from that person like a substance, and the originally clear and quiet night sky seemed to be placed in a sea of ​​blood, and a thick bloody aura was born out of thin air.

Even though the people in the inn are quite far away from that side, they still really feel the bloody air rushing towards their faces. They just feel that the hairs all over their bodies are standing out, and those who are less courageous even have teeth They all started fighting.

"correct!"

"That guy... must be a devil!"

Someone's face was pale, and he said in a trembling voice, "What devil? That's clearly... the devil king!"

Great fear shrouded all the people in the inn, but it was night, and there was darkness everywhere, and they had no way to escape.

What's more, judging by the speed at which the demon king arrived, it was even faster than a meteor.

They only have two legs, can they run?

"Don't... don't be afraid..."

There was still someone who was calmer, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pointed to the figure holding the giant sword and said: "Then... that person, that sword is shining like a golden light, and it's so big..."

"It must be extraordinary..."

At this time, the golden giant sword that had terrified them suddenly shone into their hearts like a ray of light in the dark night.

"That's right, that's right, maybe it's because the heavens found out that the devil king came to the world, and specially sent the heavenly soldiers to kill the demons..."

When people are in fear, their hearts are filled with a sense of emptiness and nothing to rely on, but whenever they find something that can give them a little support, they are willing to believe it.

The golden giant sword more than three feet long, and the young man holding the giant sword, formed a strong contrast with the figure like a demon king in the sky. It really looked like the legendary scene of the confrontation between gods and demons.

However, Lin Jin, who was fighting with the golden giant sword, was ignored because he was too inconspicuous.

Mo Chen slowly descended from mid-air and landed gently on the ground.

The soul clone held a huge sword in one hand, and still held Zheng Qingshan's body in the other.

Mo Chen walked over and held Zheng Qingshan's cold palm for a long time.

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

"It was my fault."

Two lines of blood and tears flowed down slowly from his skeletal face.

Lin Jin looked at it coldly for a while, and then said, "I really didn't expect, I haven't seen it for a few days, you have turned into such a ghost."

"I said earlier that you were possessed by a demon, but now it seems that I think too much of you."

"Because you don't need to be enchanted at all."

"You are already an out-and-out devil."

Mo Chen took a deep breath, and put his hand on the golden giant sword.

The golden giant sword suddenly disappeared, turning into a golden lock and falling into his palm.

And his soul avatar, holding Zheng Qingshan's body, retreated step by step until it reached the outside of the inn, and then gently put Zheng Qingshan down.

The soul clone sat beside him, guarding Zheng Qingshan's body.

"Uncle, I will let you watch, he died in front of you."

Everyone in the inn originally thought that the boy with the huge sword was a divine soldier who had come to kill the demons, but they didn't move at all after the devil-like figure landed.

What's even more weird is that now even the mighty golden giant sword suddenly disappeared.

Finally someone mustered up the courage and shouted at the young man at the door of the inn: "That... you, don't you want to deal with the devil?"

The boy sitting at the door didn't respond.

Seeing that the boy didn't react at all, the man boldly wanted to go forward to see what was going on.

Who would have thought that the young man suddenly turned his head and pierced his gaze like a sharp sword.

"He is me."

"I am him."

Everyone in the inn was so frightened that they scrambled and crawled inside to hide.

"Oh my God!!!"

"I thought it was a divine weapon from the sky, but it turned out to be the clone of the Demon King!!"

A group of people nestled in a corner, their faces were ashen, trembling.

"My God, if you could see..."

"Hurry up and send someone to take this demon king away!!!"

Mo Chen stared straight at Lin Jin, his fists already clenched.

Lin Jin flicked his wrist, his face full of ridicule.

"Now I really regret that I killed Zheng Qingshan too early."

"You should show him what you look like now, and the genius disciple of the Qingli Sect that he has devoted all his efforts to protecting. The real face is actually so ugly."

Mo Chen kept silent, and with a movement of his wings, his body was shaped like a black lightning bolt, instantly breaking through the space between the two of them, and coming directly to Lin Jin.

Lin Jin's heart skipped a beat, and the Qingxuan Sword shot out a cyan sword light and swept it out.

Mo Chen turned a blind eye to Jian Guang and punched Lin Jin straight in the face.

"Tom!"

Lin Jin never expected that Mo Dust's punches were so fast.

The Qingxuan sword barely touched his body, and he was already thrown flying.

There was a mixture of severe pain on the face, mixed with the fishy and sweet smell of blood.

Lin Jin was furious in his heart, his body suddenly stopped in the air, and was about to make a move when Mo Chen, who had wings on his back, came in front of him again, still frowning, without saying a word, and punched down again.

The power inherited from the heavens in Lin Jin's body suddenly surged through his body, leading his body back ten feet quickly.

Mo Chen's punch was empty, and the violent force fell straight to the ground.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a huge crater nearly [-] feet wide appeared on the ground, sand and stones flew all over the ground in an instant, and all the vegetation within [-] feet burst into pieces.

Even Lin Jin, who had already dodged the direct attack, was pushed several feet away by the strong impact of this blow.

And although the inn creaked under the frenzied impact, it happened to be on the edge of the big pit, so it didn't collapse after a storm.

The people inside were terrified at this moment, and this inn obviously couldn't protect them.

It's just that the outside is obviously more dangerous. If you don't pay attention, if you get touched a little, you may die on the spot.

Therefore, the people in the inn were frightened and cowering, they wanted to run but dared not run, they wanted to hide but had nowhere to hide, it was really suffering.

A look of horror finally appeared on Lin Jin's face.

"This guy... is really so strong?"

As soon as the idea came up, Mo Chen's figure like a lightning meteor approached him again.

"Tom tom tom tom!"

"Tom tom tom tom!"