Cudgel, come!
With a shout of "cudgel, come!", the cudgel came!
As Feng Lin let out a bellow, the illusionary world of demons that had lasted for several thousand years was forcefully squeezed in by a metal cudgel that was as thick as a heavenly pillar. The sky shattered, and the world trembled.
The metal cudgel shrunk in the wind, gradually turning into a three-meter-long metal cudgel and landing in Feng Lin's hand obediently. It was round and black, and there were eight words written on it: "Weapons are formless, idealistic energy"!
Feng Lin held onto the metal cudgel, and his entire aura changed drastically. His seemingly small and skinny body was as majestic as a tall mountain, unmoving like a mountain and suppressing the mortal world. He was like a god or a demon.
Looking at the demon army that was like tidal waves, he smirked coldly. With a leap, he leaped into the demon army and started a massacre.
The demons were like a sea, and Feng Lin's figure sank into them. One of the metal cudgel swung around like a whirlwind, sweeping out and crushing the demons into dust.
The place where he was at had become a meat grinder that kept on pushing forward. Once the demons fell into it, they would instantly vanish.
The metal cudgel was as heavy as Mount Tai. Feng Lin fought against the demon army alone, beating them up so badly that they pissed their pants in terror.
Seeing his overwhelming ferocity, Fuuma Taro's face was filled with astonishment. "Attack together and kill him!"
The remaining Japanese watched as the figure that was like a god or a demon slaughtered his way in and out of the demons. They were so frightened that they trembled, not daring to take a step forward.
Pffft!
A Japanese cried out in agony as his body was slashed into two at the waist. Fuuma Taro held onto the demonic blade like an Asura demon and said fiercely, "If you don't attack, then die!"
Faced with the threat of death, these Japanese finally gritted their teeth and made a move, using various means.
Some were like ninjas, hiding in the darkness and shooting out kunai and shurikens. Some were like samurai, holding onto blades with both hands and slashing out head-on. Some were like onmyojis, forming seals with both hands and performing various runic incantations …
For a time, Feng Lin became the enemy of all the demons and Japanese present. Countless attacks came blasting over like a meteor shower.
Wu wu wu …
Strong gales howled.
Feng Lin's metal cudgel danced in the wind, forming an impenetrable barrier that blocked all the attacks. None of them could break through the defense of the cudgel shadows.
"Big, big, big!" He shouted, and his spirit force surged into the cudgel. The cudgel in his hand rapidly grew in size, turning into a thick iron pillar that was over a hundred meters long. It swept out, destroying mountains and severing rivers. Anything that stood in its way was crushed into dregs.
Those Japanese couldn't dodge in time and were swept to the ground, squashed into meat paste.
"Damn it!" Fuuma Taro's eyes were bloodshot. These were all Japanese cultivation geniuses. They were precious treasures, and every death or injury would be a huge loss.
He was incomparably furious. Demonic Qi rolled and wrapped around him, forming a hurricane. Man and blade as one, he instantly slashed out.
Demonic Wind Absolute Slash!
His body turned into a gust of wind and instantly slashed out thousands of blades. The blade lights intertwined and formed a blade net that spun continuously. Once someone fell into it, they would instantly be cut into pieces.
"Change!" Feng Lin slanted his head and laughed coldly. With a wave of his hand, the metal cudgel flew out and instantly split into countless cudgel shadows. For a time, the entire sky was filled with cudgel shadows, clashing against the saber light.
Tinkling sounds could be heard in the void.
The saber light and rod shadows dissipated.
"Grow for Old Sun! Grow, grow, grow! " Feng Lin held the cudgel in his hand and let out an enraged bellow. The metal cudgel in his hand transformed once again and swung it in a circle, sweeping out.
The demons were all crushed and crushed into dregs. An obvious empty space appeared in the massive army. Fuuma Taro was sent flying and smashed into the ground. He sank deep into the ground and was unable to extricate himself for a very long time.
The more Feng Lin fought, the more carefree he felt. His movements became more and more ferocious. His figure flashed, and he displayed his cudgel arts. They were exquisite to the extreme, splitting into a myriad of parts and containing endless profoundness.
For a time, the entire sky was filled with cudgel shadows. As the metal cudgel swept out, everything turned into dust.
"This person's surname is Sun?" Fuuma Taro ran out from underground with great difficulty. Many cracks appeared on the metal outer shell of his body, and his face was filled with astonishment.
Could it be that this person was from China? Moreover, his surname was Sun!
How did he come to our Japanese mythological secret realm?
How could there be such a terrifying cultivator on Earth?
…
He found it hard to understand and could only watch in a daze as Feng Lin displayed his prowess, turning this fantasy land upside down. Feng Lin's metal cudgel casually changed forms, and the thousands of demons couldn't hold on anymore. The fear of death overwhelmed everything, and they started fleeing in all directions, wanting to get as far away from this malefic star as possible.
For a time, Feng Lin's surroundings were empty. He stood there, holding onto the metal cudgel, and laughed out loud, filled with carefreeness and heroism.
Fuuma Taro's eyes narrowed as he looked at the metal cudgel in Feng Lin's hand. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it felt. Other than the difference in size, the shape was clearly the Japanese Divine Pillar!
(To think that this person has refined this magic treasure?)
(Doesn't that mean that our Japanese country will no longer have the support of the Divine Pillar and will slide into the ocean trench?)
…
At the thought of this, his expression turned completely savage.
The Japanese Divine Pillar was the lifeblood of Japan. If their country were to slide into the ocean trench, where could the countless Japanese go?
This concerned the lives of the entire Japanese race. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he started to go all out!
Fuuma Taro gritted his teeth and rose up abruptly, gathering all the power in his body into the demon blade.
The demon blade was dyed with an ominous blood-red color. Its aura was filled with killing intent and was extremely terrifying, bringing with it a killing intent that could annihilate everything.
He became one with the blade and leaped up into the air, unleashing his ultimate move — Violent Wind Blade Flash!
The blade light slashed down, wiping out all life.
However, Feng Lin wasn't patient. He raised his eyelids. "Scram!"
"Grow! Grow! Grow! " He channeled his spirit force into the metal cudgel, causing it to grow rapidly. It stood on the ground and gradually became like a heavenly pillar that shot up into the sky, smashing out fiercely.
(What?)
Before Fuuma Taro's blade light landed, he was sent flying by the huge metal cudgel.
Kacha!
His countenance changed drastically. The demon sword in his hand was covered in cracks and was about to shatter into pieces.
"This world is really small! It's making me, Old Sun, feel really uncomfortable! " Feng Lin's golden eyes were filled with contempt, and he ignored this group of defeated generals. He was still not satisfied with the battle. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. He grabbed onto the metal cudgel with both hands and soared up into the sky. He arched his body and held onto the metal cudgel, smashing out heavily into the void space with all his strength!
Po!
Under the cudgel's tip, the sound of glass shattering rang out, creating a series of ripples. Pieces of space shattered, revealing a black hole. Endless black water gushed down from it, drowning the entire mythological secret realm. Countless demons fled frantically.
Feng Lin didn't take another look. With a somersault, he turned into a ball of golden light and disappeared from this narrow space.
"I, Old Sun, am out again! Hahaha … "
Why did he say 'again'?
The golden monkey raised his Thousand Pound Cudgel …
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