Xiao Yang's eyes were fierce. He dared to say that he was too weak. It was really unreasonable. He sneered, "There is a door in heaven, but you don't go. There is no way in hell, but you break in. Since you are here, leave your life to me."

As he said, he stepped forward and punched Lin Fan in the chest.

Before joining the Holy Church, Xiao Yang was a martial artist, but his talent was not high. After breaking through to the dark energy, he could no longer break through, but this was enough for him to deal with ordinary people. Seeing that Lin Fan was only in his twenties and had no fierce momentum, he dared to speak wildly in his territory. He really didn't know how to write the word death.

The two gatekeepers were shocked to see Xiao Yang start to fight as soon as he said, and hurriedly said: "Xiao, this kid broke in by himself, so powerful..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Lin Fan had punched Xiao Yang in the chest.

"Puff!"

Xiao Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of pain, and the whole person flew backwards, feeling like he was hit by a car, with severe pain all over his body, and his body was even more turbulent. He fell to the ground, coughing non-stop, and almost vomited bitter bile.

"It's so powerful... tight."

At this time, the last gatekeeper spoke.

"You...you guys should have said it earlier."

Xiao Yang struggled to stand up from the ground, his face was extremely ugly. This was a tough guy. He didn't hesitate any more, took out a talisman from his body, shook it in the wind, muttered something in his mouth, and then threw it.

The talisman floated into the air, burned violently, and then turned into several transparent wind blades with a sharp whistle and slashed towards Lin Fan. These wind blades had no entity, and it was night, so they were completely invisible. Xiao Yang had used the same talisman to instantly kill two Huajin warriors.

But this was not the end. He was hit by Lu Han and hated him to the core. He bit his finger, drew a line on his palm quickly, and then slapped Lin Fan.

A blood light appeared and soon turned into a giant python to bite Lin Fan.

The black-clothed believers around him were all excited. Didn't they join the Holy Church just to learn these powerful methods? Although they couldn't see the wind blade in the air, they could feel the fierce momentum, and the blood-colored giant python was more intuitive, so they couldn't help but shine in their eyes.

After performing two spells, Xiao Yang said proudly: "As long as you work hard for the Holy Church, the priest will teach you how to perform. When someone dares to offend you, he will..."

Before he finished the word "field", Xiao Yang froze in place with a look of horror on his face, and saw Lin Fan stretched out his hand and pinched the blood-colored giant python in his hand. He didn't use much force at all, and the giant python that Xiao Yang was proud of turned into blood and disappeared.

As for the wind blade, it didn't even cut off a strand of Lin Fan's hair.

How could this happen?

Who is this kid? How could he be so strong?

The black-clad believers were also shocked. They could feel the power of Xiao Yang's magic just now, but they didn't expect that they couldn't hurt this man at all. Their loyalty to the Holy Church was shaken.

"I've already said that you are too weak. Hurry up and call your master out. I'm in a hurry."

Xiao Yang's face twitched. This kid is too damn arrogant. If you are in a hurry, don't come to mess things up.

"It's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar..."

At this moment, a steady and heavy voice sounded throughout the yard.

Lin Fan said impatiently without waiting for him to finish, "Stop being so sour, get out of here, or I'll burn your yard down."

Everyone's eyelids jumped. This kid was too domineering, and he really didn't know how to live or die. He actually dared to speak to the priest like that. The black-clothed believers dispersed to both sides, making way for a middle-aged man in yellow clothes to come out from behind.

"Greetings, priest!"

As soon as Zhao Jueping appeared, everyone present knelt down, they bowed their heads, their attitudes were pious, and there was a fiery look in their eyes.

The priest, in the entire holy church, ranks third in status, only below the judge and the bishop, and is so powerful that mortals can't provoke him at all.

Zhao Jueping looked ordinary, but he had a fierce aura. He looked at Lin Fan quietly and said, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Lin Fan looked at Zhao Jueping and found that he was a cultivator. He asked with some interest, "Are you a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect?"

Hearing the three words "Blood Demon Sect", Zhao Jueping's eyes flashed with a trace of shock that was not easily noticed by outsiders. Didn't the master say that no one knew the real name of this sect? How did this kid know it?

A trace of murderous intent flashed in his heart. The three words "Blood Demon Sect" must not be revealed now, otherwise it would ruin the master's restoration plan.

Two thousand years ago, the Blood Demon Sect was rampant in China, acting arrogantly and fiercely. At that time, there were no warriors, all of them were cultivators, called Qi Refiners.

At that time, the Blood Demon Sect was besieged by major decent people. That battle was so fierce that the Blood Demon Sect was directly destroyed.

But they were not completely wiped out. They had an extremely terrifying technique called [Blood Transformation Technique], which could divide the cultivator's cultivation into many parts and hide them in the blood, and then self-destruct. Many Qi-refining practitioners of the righteous path died from this self-destruction.

After the Blood Evil Sect's disciples self-destructed, as long as the blood still existed, they could be resurrected. Of course, the righteous path also knew about this strange technique of the Blood Evil Sect. After the war, several masters in the God Transformation Stage joined forces to set up a formation, covering the entire Blood Evil Sect, and using extremely high temperatures to evaporate all the blood.

But what they didn't know was that there was still a drop of blood that slipped through the net. When he was resurrected, he became the leader of the Blood Evil Sect, secretly developing and passing down from generation to generation until today.

Originally, I thought no one knew, after all, many of the righteous sects two thousand years ago had already perished, but I didn't expect that the kid who came today would actually shout it out, and he couldn't be spared.

"Want to kill me?"

Lin Fan could feel the change in Zhao Jueping's momentum. Although his killing intention was very weak, he was now at the peak of the fifth level of foundation building, and his six senses were extremely sensitive, and he could clearly sense all the momentum.

Zhao Jueping grinned and said, "Boy, although I don't know what you are talking about, I dare to break in here, and I can't let you go."

Lin Fan said, "If you can take me to the headquarters of the Blood Evil Sect, I can spare your life."

Just destroying a branch can get the Extreme Thunder Sword Technique. If you destroy the headquarters, will there be more rewards? Lin Fan was a little tempted.

"Hmph, spare my life, you are so arrogant, you are only at the first level of Qi training, yet you dare to show off in front of me!"

Zhao Jueping sneered, and his aura spread out, and the air suddenly churned, and the aura rushed to the sky.

The believers around felt the pressure increased greatly, and they couldn't even stand steadily. Many of them were pale and trembling. Even Xiao Yang's legs were weak. To put it bluntly, they were all ordinary people, how could they resist the aura and pressure of Zhao Jueping at the first level of foundation building.

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