Chapter 27 Burning

"You can't stop him. Let him come up."

Under the cloud curtain, Wang Renfeng, who was sacrificing the six-way ghost flag, suddenly opened his mouth.

The sound is magnificent, just like the roar of a god, shaking everywhere, and it is shocking.

Since Wang Renfeng has opened his mouth, the elders who besieged Lin Changkong's True God Pavilion naturally retreated slowly, giving way for Lin Changkong, and the light in the air also dispersed, and the sky under the cloud curtain became dark again, and the hurricane rolled up again.

At this moment, Lin Changkong is already the end of a strong crossbow, with white hair dancing in the wind, and his white robe is broken and stained with blood.

Hearing Wang Renfeng opening his mouth, he looked at the elders of the True God Pavilion slowly retreat, and then looked down at the countless righteous practitioners below. Lin Changkong couldn't help smiling bitterly.

Then the Jianlian, which was about to collapse outside Lin Changkong's body, finally burst open, and the light white light only floated in the dark sky with the wind, and gradually disappeared.

Lin Changkong was shocked all over, and the blood on the broken white robe was stained, and the messy white hair was also scattered behind his head, and his pale face was also exposed. Then he was the Wang Renfeng who slowly flew up to the sky.

When he was close to Wang Renfeng, Lin Changkong stopped and saluted Wang Renfeng, as if he had met an old friend. He slowly said, "The old man's body is disabled, so he can't salute him completely."

"hehe." Wang Renfeng only smiled and said, "Why do you need to be so polite? Do you still care about this when it comes to you and me?"

"After all, there is still no free and easy-going demon king, which makes the demon king laugh." Lin Changkong only said lightly.

Wang Renfeng only continued to sacrifice the ghost flag in her hand and said, "If you hadn't broken your arm before, maybe we could continue the unfinished battle a hundred years ago, but you have lost an arm and your strength has been greatly reduced. Now you are no longer my opponent."

"hehe." Lin Changkong heard such a sneer and said, "At this moment, the masters of your school have exhausted, and the old man knows that he can't ask for benefits, but the old man still wants to say one more. Can the devil stop this harmful means?"

"You know the result, so why do you have to say more?" Wang Renfeng replied.

Lin Changkong sighed and said, "Since it is useless to say more, the old man is powerless to stop him, but the old man has come with a mortal heart today, so he has to offend him."

"The head of Lin is at his own." Wang Renfeng said lightly.

Wang Renfeng blurted out this and closed his eyes. Without further ado, his face was only quiet.

However, Lin Changkong had a roar in his body. If thousands of thunderstorms suddenly moved in his body, he saw that Lin Changkong was already solemn and cautious.

When Wang Renfeng heard Lin Changkong's abnormal movements, she opened her eyebrows again and said lightly, "I heard that you have realized the sword formula of 'killing immortals', but I would like to have a look."

"Hmm."

Lin Changkong suddenly snorted coldly when he heard this.

Then he saw that Lin Changkong was within three feet outside his body, and the light of the sword slowly condensed.

However, there was a sword spirit soaring above his head. The seven-foot sword light slowly condensed and turned into a white light, shaped like a flying knife. There were two scarlet at the edge of the knife, like the opening of his eyes, and the murderous spirit suddenly burst out.

At this time, the sound of thunder in the whirlpool of clouds also resounded, and the fierce hurricane around it rose sharply.

"Yes, it's really a little similar." Wang Renfeng saw that Lin Changkong condensed into a sword secret to kill immortals, and only said a faint word.

However, many of the countless righteous practitioners below have seen Lin Changkong's sword-killing sword with a sword on the golden top of Emei. At this moment, they saw that this sword-killing sword-killing formula was condensed again. The righteous Taoist practitioners below were shocked again. They closed their eyes and only watched Lin Changkong's next move. Do.

At this time, Wang Renfeng said to Mr. You on the opposite side, "Sir, take a look at the fierceness of this sword."

Hearing Wang Renfeng's words, Mr. You also said lightly, "Mr. Lin, please teach me."

Obviously, at this moment, Wang Renfeng wants Mr. You to take action, and Mr. You has also seen Lin Changkong's condensed and formed sword formula, but he is indifferent and still concentrates on refining the ghost flag in his hand, as if he has not paid attention to Lin Changkong.

Mr. You has been hiding in the True God Pavilion all year round and rarely walks outside. Therefore, many people do not know that there is Mr. You in the world of cultivation, but Lin Changkong has been famous for a long time. At this time, although he knows that Mr. You's cultivation is extraordinary and profound, he seems to have seen that Mr. You did not pay attention to him, and Lin Changkong suddenly became angry.

"That old man will offend you."

Then Lin Changkong was only full of anger and spoke fiercely, and the seven-foot sword above his head trembled.

Lin Changkong waved his one arm and pointed straight to Mr. You, and then he snapped his five fingers and pinched the magic formula. The seven-foot sword light flashed, which suddenly appeared in front of his palm from the top of his head.

"Cut the Immortals••••••"

came out of Lin Changkong's mouth with a loud shout, thunderous.

The swordmang that had been sacrificed by Lin Changkong in front of his palm only "buzzed" and trembled. After a while, he suddenly took a line of white light and went straight to Mr. You.

The white light came out of the palm of Lin Changkong's hand and came to Mr. You in a blink of an eye. Where the white light passed, the mixed hurricane was actually cut through a line of hollow, like a cloth tearing to both sides.

The countless practitioners below are so frighted. Only from this momentum, they have seen the power of the sword-killing formula of immortals. I'm afraid that this line of sword light, even a mountain, will be crossed and cut off both sides.

And seeing that the white light had arrived in front of him, Mr. You's eyes hidden under the black robe were shining, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he saw that Mr. You finally made a move at this moment.

Mr. You only poked out his palm at the white light, and his other hand was still sacrificing the roaring ghost flag.

Although Lin Changkong's sword secret is only a line of sword light, it condenses Lin Changkong's cultivation, and Mr. You only has one palm, and Mr. You's dry and wrinkled bark-like palm stretched out of the sleeve robe without showing any power, just like ordinary armrests, without any true fluctuations.

The monks below were shocked to see this. Is this Mr. You looking for death?

Even Wang Renfeng on the opposite side couldn't help frowning when she saw this.

"he••••••"

At this moment, Mr. You just smiled faintly.

Then Mr. You finally reached the front of the white light.

This palm seems to be very ordinary, and even ordinary mortals can wave the same palm, but at this time, the two practitioners below have been shocked.

Wang Renfeng has tightened his eyebrows.

When the white light touched Mr. You's palm, it was shocked, and then it stopped before Mr. You's palm, and it was difficult to enter. At this time, the white light also appeared again. It was still the seven-foot-long sword light, and the two scarlet on the edge of the knife was constantly magnificent. Taoism kills evil spirits, which is particularly evil.

"Hmm!"

Seeing this semi-life mental strength, according to the power of Qionghua's magic weapon to kill immortals and flying knives, the sword formula realized was so easily blocked by Mr. You. Lin Changkong was suddenly shocked, but he didn't believe it.

"Cut the Immortals••••••"

Then he heard Lin Changkong shout again. The white robe bulged, and the sword outside the body kept buzzing and trembling. The strong wind also surged from his body to all directions. His five fingers "popped" in his hand, dazzling, and countless magic formulas followed. What's more Dao thunder actually broke the cloud curtain in the sky at this time. , constantly bursting outside his body.

At this moment, the swords in the hands of countless practitioners below also began to tremble slightly, causing only a lot of exclamation.

"chi••••••”

The seven-foot knife-shaped sword light blocked by Mr. You's palm also swept up again. Suddenly, a long sound was torn and sounded. The sword light trembled, and the surrounding space channel rippled, as if it was about to break.

Under the urge of Lin Changkong again, the power of Zhanxian Jian Mang soared again, and a little red suddenly appeared in Mr. You's palm.

A little blood was slowly squeezed out of Mr. You's palm, and his palm had been pierced by the sword.

But at this moment, Lin Changkong's white hair began to fall, and his face began to slowly wither.

"The power of burning life•••••"

I was shocked to see that Mr. Lin Changkong was so quiet.

"Haha••••••"

And Lin Changkong just seemed to be crazy, only laughing wildly, and his white hair accelerated and kept falling off and drifting in all directions.

The sky is like a sudden drop of snowflakes, with sadness and sadness.