Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

Xu Sanyan hit the black-robed Taoist's waist with a powerful and heavy fist. The fist weighing more than 100,000 kilograms tore the black-robed Taoist's body apart, breaking the whole person into two parts in the middle, and smashed towards Lan Yue with unabated force.

"boom!"

Lan Yue hurriedly dodged, but it was too late, so she could only try to avoid the vital point, so the punch hit Lan Yue's chest squarely, slamming it into the ground.

The green bricks on the ground cracked like spider webs, and the surging air waves pushed the corpses of officers and soldiers on the ground to all sides, leaving only a puff of smoke and dust.

The white-robed Taoist's eyes showed strong despair and hatred. His brother was dead, completely dead now...

Xu Sanyan knelt on one knee and panted violently. This punch consumed a lot of his energy, and all the mana in his body was completely exhausted. The transformation time that he was expected to last for half a quarter of an hour was over.

Xu Sanyan recovered his body and looked sideways at the white-robed Taoist holding the body of the black-robed Taoist. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

Those who kill will always be killed!

Their brothers wanted to kill him before, but now they deserved to die in his hands.

As the smoke cleared, a deep pit emerged on the ground.

"Pa..."

A soft sound came, Xu Sanyan's eyes froze, and he looked sharply towards the pit. He saw a palm as white as jade that was already covered with cracks, but he still firmly grasped the edge of the pit, his knuckles bent, and with a little force, Lan Yue's entire body emerged from the pit.

"Haha...that's awesome."

Lan Yue's face was pale and covered in dust, with a trace of blood hanging on the corner of her seductive lips and a hint of a smile.

Xu Sanyan stared with furrowed eyebrows. How could he still laugh after being beaten like this?

Could it be...M?

Lanyue didn't know what Xu Sanyan was thinking, so she stretched out her bone fingers and gently wiped the corners of her mouth, coughed lightly and said, "At the age of more than 20 years, in this spiritually barren land, you can reach such a state. What do you rely on?" Woolen cloth?"

"The slave family...is getting more and more curious."

Lan Yue was not in a very good condition at the moment. Xu Sanyan's chest was punched violently, which caused some dents. Tutu, which was not straight at first, was completely dented.

His hands were also shattered by the violent backlash, with dense cracks all over them, and it looked like they might break at any time.

But even so, Lan Yue was still able to maintain his Tao body, which shows that his mana was not consumed too much.

They survived such a heavy blow. All of these immortal cultivators were masters of body refining. Especially in the Tao body form, their ability to withstand blows was doubled.

The Taoist in white robes was sitting on the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the pale cheeks of the Taoist in black robes, wondering what he was thinking in his heart.

But at this moment, Xu Sanyan and Xu Sanyan no longer care about him, because once the black-robed Taoist dies, he alone cannot make any waves.

Lan Yue raised her palm, frowned slightly as she looked at her cracked finger bones, and sighed softly, "It's not beautiful anymore..."

Xu Sanyan sneered, "Haha... you might as well pay more attention to those two pieces of rotten flesh of yours."

Lan Yue glanced down and nodded seriously, "Indeed, Yang Yu's favorite thing at the beginning was my breasts..."

Xu Sanyan raised her eyebrows slightly. The Yang Yu she mentioned was the former King Rui and the recently deceased Emperor Qi. Who would have thought that they would still have an affair?

Also, Emperor Qi actually likes flat chests?

No wonder the princess couldn't get any nourishment for a long time and had to rely on Mr. Jiao to comfort her. It turned out that she had lost too much.

Lan Yue slowly raised her head and looked directly at Xu Sanyan, "I only want your chance, not necessarily your life. I believe you can weigh your own weight between life and chance."

Xu Sanyan chuckled softly when he heard this, "You seem to have convinced me?"

"What if?"

Lan Yue looked at the white-robed Taoist, "The two immortals of the Red Sea are dead. You alone are no match for me. Don't struggle in vain. Give me the chance and I will spare your life."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xu Sanyan laughed wildly as if he had heard some funny joke.

Lan Yue stood aside quietly, as if she didn't understand what he was laughing at, so she asked, "What's so funny?"

As the laughter gradually stopped, a burst of pride surged in Xu Sanyan's chest, "I came from the northwest, and from an unknown person to where I am today, I didn't rely on other people's pity and charity!"

Along the way, he did all the evil things and did whatever it took to achieve his goals. Others only saw his evil deeds, but did not notice his determination to seek immortality!

Everything he does has a purpose, and doing evil is just a means to achieve his purpose.

Xu Sanyan squinted his eyes coldly, "You want a chance? Okay, kill me, everything will be yours!"

After saying that, the knotted muscles on his body squirmed, and he clenched his fists and rushed towards Lan Yue.

Although he is in adverse circumstances, he will never compromise!

Lan Yue's round eyes narrowed slightly, her red lips parted slightly, "Humph, you don't know what is good and what is evil!"

"Bang!"

Lan Yue stretched out her bone palm to meet the iron fist, and the palm emitted a bright white light. The two met and made a muffled sound.

A fierce look appeared in Xu Sanyan's eyes. He leaned back and advanced instead of retreating. His arms blocked Lan Yue's palm, and he was about to get into Lan Yue's arms as soon as he got shorter.

Lan Yue's slender and tall figure resembled her mother's, making Xu Sanyan look like a son. Looking from a distance, she looked exactly like a son throwing himself into his mother's arms.

But what Xu Sanyan is best at is...beating his adoptive mother!

Lan Yue was not panicked. Even though Xu Sanyan's physical body was not as tough as a human body, she still maintained her Taoist body and was not afraid of fighting Xu Sanyan physically.

Lan Yue wrapped her arms around him and was about to pull him into her arms. As long as her bony fingers clamped on his back, her sharp fingertips could penetrate his body and disembowel him.

Xu Sanyan's lips were tightly shut, and a fierce elbow strike with a sharp momentum hit Lan Yue's heart.

"Hmph!"

Lan Yue was nearly a hundred years old, and she had also come from life-and-death struggles. How could she not see Xu Sanyan's plan? But she was not panicked, but sneered, and a white light appeared around her body, covering her chest, and her claws were still holding Xu Sanyan's back.

Judging from her posture, she was going to take this blow!

Xu Sanyan's face was ferocious, and he swiftly hit Lan Yue's chest with an elbow.

"Bang!"

A burst of explosions rose from the ground, Lan Yue's eyes suddenly widened, the white light on her chest dissipated in an instant, her sternum sunken, and her body flew backwards uncontrollably.

Before Lan Yue's arms had completed the encirclement, her sharp fingertips swept over Xu Sanyan's arms, leaving blood marks.

Lan Yue's eyes were bloodshot, her face full of disbelief. She mobilized all her magic power to protect her chest, but she still couldn't withstand Xu Sanyan's elbow!

The force of this blow was completely beyond her imagination.

"Bang!"

Lan Yue fell heavily to the ground, and slid into the pool with the remaining force.

"Hua..."

The slender figure fell into the water hunched over, stirring up water splashes all over the sky.

The white-robed Taoist priest beside him also burst into life in his dead eyes. He looked at the two people with grief and anger. He blamed the two people on the field for his brother's death.