Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"Tsk, tsk, this Fang Lin really doesn't know the heights of the world. With his strength, how can he resist Yang Chenqing's sword intent head-on?"

"It's okay now. Not only does this guy have no intention of hiding, he even wants to help others solve their problems!"

Several people nearby murmured in low voices, their voices full of disdain.

In their opinion, Fang Lin's behavior at this moment was undoubtedly quite stupid.

The fall of Yang Chenqing's sword has really made many people feel his terror. With such a fierce and powerful sword intention, who among the people present can block all such attacks with a normal face?

And Fang Lin, who was clearly above the realm of cultivation, was already at a disadvantage.

Not only did he not have the intention to deal with it carefully at this time, but he also had the intention to care about the life and death of Jiang Chuan and others at this time.

Without a que and sword, his combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced!

At this time, Fang Lin looked solemn. Without a sword, he was indeed in a very passive situation in the battle.

With the sword intent that had been cultivated for so long, the moment the calamity-breaking sword was unsheathed, it was like a wild horse running wild. The terrifying pressure directly destroyed Fang Lin's sword domain.

In this situation, it was difficult for Fang Lin to separate his mind.

But he didn't mean to be completely worried.

"Hmph, you really don't know how to live or die. When you are about to die, you still have the thought to care about the life and death of others. Since you still have this thought, then I will satisfy you today and let you see how you want to do it. Way to die by my hands!"

Yang Chenqing here roared angrily and swung the robbery knife in his hand faster.

With each move, Yang Chenqing has exerted his power to the extreme.

With a crisp sound.

One after another, the flying swords were completely shattered, and Yang Chenqing's attack was not over yet.

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Fang Lin was like a lone boat in the turbulent sea, teetering on the edge of collapse.

Soon, Qianjian Chuanxin was broken.

Fang Lin quickly called out the Qingshuang Sword and Qianjun Sword, crossing them in front of him.

At this moment, Yang Chenqing's one also fell down.

Boom!

Centered around the two of them, terrifying energy overflowed, and a mushroom cloud exploded in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the scorching air waves quickly dispersed at the speed of sound waves, and all the plants wherever they went were instantly turned into ashes.

Even the monks in the distance couldn't help but use various magic weapons to protect themselves at this moment.

The energy wave lasted for nearly a minute before finally stopping.

Everyone was afraid.

Fortunately, they were still standing a little further away. If they had come any closer, they would have been dead.

Under such a terrifying energy impact, they could not guarantee that they could survive in this state.

"You win, we have fought to this extent, Yang Chenqing must have eliminated Fang Lin by now!"

"The Divine Sword Sect is mighty!"

The monks speculated.

After experiencing such a collision, Yang Chenqing absolutely crushed Fang Lin.

Their eyes were all focused on the gradually dissipating dust and smoke in the distance.

Can Fang Lin withstand such an attack?

At least no one is optimistic about Fang Lin now. Yang Chenqing's methods are too strong. They don't believe that Fang Lin can survive such a terrible attack.

But as the dust and smoke dispersed.

They finally saw the scene inside.

Fang Lin is not dead!

"How can it be?"

They stared at Fang Lin with wide eyes. His clothes were torn and his strong muscles were covered with wounds.

However, these wounds were only minor injuries to Fang Lin.

Only a few wounds looked serious.

These monks were all dumbfounded.

Yang Chenqing had been cultivating his sword intention for such a long time, but with one move with all his strength, Fang Lin was only slightly injured?

This is too much of a joke.

Seeing Fang Lin at this time, Yang Chenqing's expression was quite complicated.

He clutched the handle of the knife tightly with both hands. The calamity-breaking knife wanted to press down and break through Fang Lin's defense.

However, it simply can’t be done!

Even though Yang Chenqing was already working very hard to complete this matter, when his attack fell on Fang Lin, he immediately felt that all his methods were restricted.

Qingshuang Sword and Qianjun Sword can always predict the direction of their attacks in advance and block them first.

Even if the sword energy occasionally passes by, the impact on Fang Lin is still too small.

Originally, Yang Chenqing was full of confidence in himself, but he never thought that this would happen after he drew the sword.

Can Fang Lin block his confident attack so easily?

"How is it possible? How can you resist my attack head-on without any problem?"

Yang Chenqing looked at Fang Lin with wide eyes, and then he thought of a terrible thing.

Fang Linbu

It's just that he's great at swordsmanship.

In other aspects, it is also quite powerful.

Only in this way can we explain why Fang Lin was only slightly injured after being able to resist his attack head-on.

At this time, Yang Chenqing's body was covered with wounds, and they looked much more serious than Fang Lin's.

The two of them had just used the power of fairy spirits to engage in a violent collision, but at this moment, it was not difficult to see from the extent of their injuries who was the better one.

"Is it impossible? Many impossible things will happen in this world. Not all things will be in your expectation. After all, your will does not represent this world."

Fang Lin looked at Yang Chenqing calmly.

Sure enough, Chen Lidao was right. If you want to become stronger, fighting is the best way.

And it must be this kind of battle between life and death.

Only in this way can you realize something at the last moment.

Fang Lin looked unchanged at this moment, but in fact, Fang Lin had learned a lot from the battle just now.

Now, his sword intent is obviously more powerful than before, and the aura he releases is more solid!

"Hmph, since I can't kill you once, let's do it a second time. I don't believe it. Do you have other methods?" Yang Chenqing took a sharp breath. Although the blood in his Dantian was surging now, it was difficult to continue. Take action.

But Yang Chenqing would never just sit back and wait for death.

Fang Lin has obviously exceeded what he initially expected. It is not a problem to deal with such an opponent even if he fights desperately.

Seeing Yang Chenqing's excitement, Fang Lin slowly raised his head.

"too late!"

"It's over!"