"Elder Dong, you are a good man. I will not hurt your life when I do something later." Surrounded by more than a dozen elders, Lin San's expression did not change, but his words became even more arrogant.
Dong Hanxiang frowned and said no more.
At this time, Elder Ding regained his strength and slowly climbed up from the ground. He walked towards Lin San step by step. His eyes were filled with resentment and anger.
"Elder Ding, your injury has not healed. It's better not to take action. Go aside and rest." Liang Wanli persuaded him kindly.
Elder Ding turned a deaf ear to Liang Wanli's words and walked straight towards Lin San.
Liang Wanli's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He was really a coward as the leader. Not only was he humiliated by Lin San today, but he was also disgraced by Elder Ding. The prestige of the leader was greatly reduced.
In fact, Elder Ding did not deliberately insult Liang Wanli's face. Instead, his mind was blinded by anger at this time. Apart from Lin San, there was no one else in his eyes.
Lin San looked at Elder Ding who was walking towards him. He sneered and said, "Old guy, it seems you are quite strong. You can still stand up after being punched by me. You really have some ability." At that time, Lin San They were rescuing Xuelian in the Law Enforcement Hall. Unexpectedly, Elder Ding suddenly broke in. Without saying a word, Lin San went up and started fighting with Elder Ding. With the help of the Demon-Conquering Knife and the Ten Thousand Beast Flag, Elder Ding gradually became more and more different from Lin San. When his opponent got a chance, Lin San suddenly punched him from behind, knocking Elder Ding out of the law enforcement hall.
Elder Ding slowly walked up to Lin San and glared at Lin San: "I was careless just now and was injured by you. Now I will let you know how powerful I am."
"Exactly." Lin San smiled: "You are really bragging. Since you are so confident, let's just challenge each other."
"Single challenge." Elder Ding's face twitched.
"That's right. Didn't you just say that you are very powerful? Why don't you dare to challenge me one on one?" Lin San's eyes were full of mockery.
Elder Ding's face was tense. He didn't know how to answer. Lin San's method of killing Dongfang Changming just now was looked at by Elder Ding. To be honest, Elder Ding's strength is not as good as Dongfang Changming.
Seeing Elder Ding's silence, Lin San knew that Elder Ding was cowardly: "Look at your shit and incompetence. Just don't come out and embarrass yourself. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. You I killed my precious son."
"What did you say..." Elder Ding's eyes suddenly turned red.
Lin San made a gesture of picking his ears: "Why are you howling? I wonder if it will scare people."
"You really killed my son..." Elder Ding clenched his fists and stared at Lin San.
"It's true. It's absolutely true. It's truer than gold. I killed that piece of shit son of yours. I also smashed the body into ashes." Lin Sanxie said with a smile.
"Ah. I'm going to kill you." Elder Ding screamed wildly and rushed towards Lin San.
Dong Hanxiang hurriedly reached out and grabbed Elder Ding: "Elder Ding, don't get excited. Let us..."
"Get away." Elder Ding suddenly stretched out his fist and hit Elder Dong hard on the face.
The unsuspecting Elder Dong was immediately knocked away.
After breaking free from Elder Dong's shackles, Elder Ding roared like an angry bull and charged towards Lin San.
Lin San waved his hands and slashed at Elder Ding with two gleaming red swords.
Elder Ding raised his wrist, and a silver giant sword stood in front of him. The silver giant sword exuded a dazzling silver light. A frightening coercion emerged from the sword. At a glance, it was clear that it was an ordinary person.
In the blink of an eye, two red swords struck the silver giant sword fiercely. Without making a sound, the silver giant sword was split into three pieces and then fell to the ground.
"Pfft." As soon as the magic weapon was destroyed, Elder Ding's face suddenly turned pale. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. If you look carefully, you can see that Elder Ding's eyes were full of disbelief. It was as if he didn't believe that his silver giant sword would be destroyed. destroyed.
But the fact is the fact. It's useless no matter how much Elder Ding doesn't want to believe it. The silver giant sword, his natal magic weapon that he cultivated for hundreds of years, was indeed destroyed. Not even a trace of the soul attached to the sword could escape.
"Old man, today I will send you to hell to wash the feet of the Lord of Hell..." Lin San shouted softly and waved both hands. Hundreds of red swords suddenly appeared in the sky, and they slashed at Elder Ding menacingly.
Elder Ding's expression changed drastically. He stepped back without thinking.
"I want to run..." Lin San stretched out his hand. Hundreds of demon-suppressing knives burst out with hot flames at the same time. They turned into fire dragons and directly surrounded Elder Ding.
"Ah..." A miserable cry sounded. Elder Ding was immediately burned to ashes by the powerful flames.
After finishing Elder Ding, hundreds of demon-suppressing knives began to besiege other elders.
More than a dozen elders sacrificed their magic weapons at the same time and started fighting with the flying demon-suppressing swords.
Magical weapons that were usually valued as life by more than a dozen elders were chopped into scrap metal by the Demon-Subduing Sword in the blink of an eye. Some magic weapons were simply burned by the Lihuo released by the Demon-Subduing Sword.
"There's something weird about these red swords. Retreat quickly." Someone shouted, and all the elders retreated.
"I want to run now. Don't you think it's a little late?" Lin San was getting ready to fight. How could he let these elders run away? With a fierce wave of his hands, hundreds of demon-suppressing knives rushed towards the dozens of elders. .
"Young man with a yellow mouth, don't be so arrogant." The third elder Bu Qianhe flicked his sleeves. Two extremely black spears suddenly appeared in front of him. Bu Qianhe stretched out his hand and pointed at the demon-suppressing knife that was coming towards him. He slowly said it in his mouth. Say one word: "Go."
The two pitch-black spears buzzed and turned into two black lines and flew towards the Demon-Suppressing Knife.
"Boo." As soon as the two pitch-black spears flew in front of the Demon-Conquering Knife, they were burned to death by two scorching flames.
"Ah." Bu Qianhe exclaimed: "My two black cloud spears are made of black iron. How could they be so vulnerable?" Halfway through, Bu Qianhe's face suddenly turned red, and he opened his mouth and spit out A mouthful of blood and two black cloud spears were his magic weapons. Now they were destroyed. He seemed to be affected.
"These red swords are not only extremely sharp, but also emit strange flames. Ordinary magic weapons cannot resist them at all." Dong Hanxiang said with a solemn expression.
Speaking of which, these elders are really useless. In terms of real cultivation, these elders are deeper than Lin San. If it weren't for being suppressed by hundreds of demon-slaying knives in front of him, Lin San might not necessarily be among so many elders. In the battle between opponents and cultivators, the level of cultivation is certainly very important. But what really determines the outcome is the magic weapon used to protect the body. Whoever's magic weapon is more powerful has a greater chance of winning.
The Demon-Fighting Knife is made from the Lihuo Stone, a rare thing from heaven and earth. It is so powerful that it is difficult for ordinary people to compete with it.