When the signal bomb from Lie Dao Sect exploded over the Tianyao Mountains, hundreds of disciples from Liedao Clan rushed here quickly and entered the Tianyao Mountains to search.
At this time, outside the Tianyao Mountains, a figure quickly passed by, leaving a thick smell of blood in the air. This made the nearby monsters ready to move, but as a faint aura emerged, these monsters instantly fell down.
He stayed on the spot, trembling all over.
It wasn't until this figure disappeared that many monsters hurriedly fled back into the cave.
That figure was none other than Fang Lin. When he noticed this scene, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Fang Lin didn't pay attention to those monsters just now, if he really made a move, he would definitely be held back. When the Lie Dao Sect catches up, everything will be in trouble. ??
puff!
Fang Lin stopped and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Enduring the pain in his body, he walked forward for a while and sat down cross-legged in a hidden bush.
"No, I have to recover as soon as possible."
Fang Lin frowned. No matter what, Bi Tian was still the deacon of Lie Dao Clan. With this injury, he really underestimated the enemy.
After arriving in the immortal world, things have been smooth sailing, and there are still two masters in the Xianwu Academy to support me.
Now that I am wandering alone in the fairy world without a backer, I should always be vigilant. This time I will take it as a lesson.
Then Fang Lin removed his distracting thoughts, sat cross-legged, stuffed several healing pills into his mouth, and began to recover from his injuries.
Slowly, Fang Lin's body was surrounded by the spirit of the fairy, and it was slowly absorbed by him.
Suddenly, a muffled groan came from Fang Lin's body, and a large amount of fairy energy surged toward him, and at the same time, the aura on his body shook.
Fang Lin's eyes opened instantly, looking extremely deep.
"Sure enough, fighting is the fastest way to improve your cultivation."
Fang Lin was a little surprised. He originally planned to heal his wounds, but he didn't expect that after a battle, he directly broke through.
A small realm.
Even more than half of his injuries have recovered.
Fang Lingang planned to take out the elixir from the Canglong Ring and continue healing.
But at this moment, Fang Lin's ears twitched slightly, and without hesitation he blasted a palm towards the ground. With the force of the collision, his body suddenly appeared in mid-air.
At the same time, several sword qi landed on his original place.
"I didn't expect that I would be the first to find you. This is really a great opportunity!"
As a strange aura appeared in Fang Lin's perception, he saw a man dressed in Lie Knife Sect clothing, holding a long blade and slowly walking towards Fang Lin, blocking his retreat.
Fang Lin looked at the knife marks on the ground and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
He is full of murderous intent as soon as he takes action!
Turning his head to look at the man in front of him, Fang Lin understood what he was wearing.
Seeing this, a hint of undetectable murderous intent flashed in Fang Lin's eyes.
Since he is a member of Lie Dao Sect, he should not be merciful.
Both sides are in a certain death situation, either you die or I die!
"I didn't expect that your little Lingxu monk's head would be so valuable, which makes me a little interested."
The man holding the long blade has already regarded Fang Lin as his prey, and he will slowly play with the prey in front of him.
The man holding the long blade is named Sang Ning. He is a disciple secretly trained by the leader of the Fierce Knife Sect. He kills people invisible with his Yin Dao. Rumor has it that the people he killed all had expressionless faces, as if they were being killed.
Many people are unconscious until they die.
In just ten years after entering Lie Dao Sect, he broke through from a small spiritual leader to a spiritual void, and then
He acted recklessly in a village, killing the old, weak, sick and disabled at will. Finally, he attracted an ancient disciple who was traveling and intercepted him, leaving a glimmer of life in the village.
When the leader of Lie Dao Sect learned the identity of the ancient disciple, he lowered his dignity, apologized personally, and paid a lot of immortal stones before he could give up.
After returning to the sect, the head of Lie Dao Sect was furious, but thinking of Sang Ning's talent, he just ordered him to face the wall and think about his mistakes.
In the end, Sang Ning went into seclusion at Lie Daomen, and ten years of this retreat passed.
Some people say that Sang Ning has broken through to the halfway level of the Spiritual Palace, while others say that Sangning has already broken through to the Spiritual Palace, but there is no way to confirm it.
Now, just after leaving seclusion, Sang Ning heard that whoever gets Fang Lin's head will get a heaven-level skill.
He walked out of Lie Dao Gate and killed a few people before learning about Fang Lin's whereabouts.
I don’t know Fang Lin’s previous record.
"You want to know? Then ask the Lord of Hell!"
Fang Lin looked at Sang Ning with a smile, then his tone changed, and a sword aura was revealed.
Every time he swung his sword, a sharp sword energy burst out, blocking all of Sang Ning's escape routes.
Sang Ning's face turned cold instantly, and he used the long blade in his hand to resist the sword energy.
"No one has dared to attack me for a long time. You are very good."
"I am afraid that the world has forgotten my name, so today I will use your blood to honor the blade in my hand and reappear my name!"
Sang Ning laughed sinisterly, and the long blade in his hand changed from white to blood red. A thick blood energy seemed to spread at this moment, and he disappeared in an instant like a ghost.
Countless black shadows appeared around Fang Lin, and at the same time the surroundings became gloomy, and sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling came from his ears.
Along with this change, the Hundred Ghosts in Fang Lin's hand began to buzz and seemed extremely excited.
Upon noticing this scene, Fang Lin closed his eyes directly and felt the existence around him with his heart.
"die!"
At this time, Fang Lin heard Sang Ning's gloomy voice. Fang Lin opened his eyes fiercely and mobilized the fairy energy in his body to inject it into the hundreds of ghosts.
"You should be the one who's going to die!"
boom!
A burst of sword energy soared into the sky, and Fang Lin once again entered the stage where man and sword merged into one. As the hundred ghosts in his hand trembled, the majestic sword energy surged directly in front of him.
Sang Ning's pupils shrank immediately when he appeared just now. Fang Lin actually saw through his Hundred Shadow Shadow Blade!
Since his debut, this is the first time his technique has failed.
This made him start to look at Fang Lin a little more seriously, and then he felt a hint of danger, which made him dare not be careless.
"Hell Blade!"
Sang Ning's murderous intention was fully demonstrated to Fang Lin, and he had to stay here completely today no matter what.
At that moment, Sangning held a long blade and struck Fang Lin with a black light.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already performed several techniques, and with a violent sound, they both retreated at the same time.
There was not a trace of blood on Fang Lin's body, but he showed a tendency to become more courageous as he fought.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Sang Ning's mouth. He wiped it with his hand. When he saw the blood on his hand, Sang Ning was startled.
Then he looked up to the sky and laughed, with a strong murderous intent, and Sang Ning's eyes began to become demonic.
He looked at Fang Lin and smiled evilly. The aura on his body slowly rose and became stronger and stronger. It seemed that after the aura on his body reached a point, it could no longer continue to improve and was released with a bang...
