Mu Hong's expression changed slightly. Thinking of Li Changfeng back then, he could not help but tremble. However, he immediately returned to normal and snorted, "I heard that you've been crippled all these years. Do you still think you're the same as before?"
An Old Drunkard smiled and said, "Indeed, I'm not the same as before."
He raised his longsword gently, and a faint light flashed through the Inner Spirit Sword.
Poof!
Mu Hong's chest split open, and blood directly rose up.
With a bang, Mu Hong flew backward and once again hit the old tree in the distance.
Such a scene immediately caused many people's expressions to change.
"Was there a sword light just now?"
"It seems like there wasn't!"
"This …"
Many people's hearts palpitated.
At this time, even the Supreme Elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop was moved. Even he did not see that sword clearly.
Blood flowed out of Mu Hong's mouth as he staggered to his feet.
"You …"
Mu Hong's expression changed. He was injured by a sword, but he did not even see An Old Drunkard's movements clearly.
An Old Drunkard shook the longsword in his hand. "I haven't held a sword for so many years. I'm not used to it."
These words undoubtedly caused the hearts of everyone to be even more alarmed.
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"Injuring a Zephyr powerhouse with a sword, this is called not used to it?"
Someone swallowed saliva.
Lin Tian stared at An Old Drunkard's back, and his pupils could not help but narrow. So strong!
At this time, Mu Hong's expression was naturally not so good, and he clenched his fists tightly.
"You have to pay attention to the next sword."
An Old Drunkard narrowed his eyes.
As his words fell, a faint layer of flame appeared on the Inner Spirit Sword.
Mu Hong's expression changed, and he could not help but take a step back. "You want to kill me?"
An Old Drunkard had a faint smile on his face and did not say anything. However, even so, it still gave Mu Hong a strong pressure. The past events of the past appeared in his heart, causing Mu Hong to feel a trace of fear. Clenching his fists, Mu Hong endured the discomfort and shook his sea of consciousness, activating the Hundred Refinements Secret Technique of the Hundred Refinements Workshop.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The sound of swords rang out continuously as dozens of weapons floated out.
An Old Drunkard's expression didn't change at all. The flames on the Inner Spirit Sword flickered fiercely and were immediately extinguished, returning to normal.
There was no sword sound, no sword light. The Old Drunkard's sword slowly chopped down.
"This …"
"What are you doing?"
"Strange."
Many people found it strange. Nothing seemed to be happening in front.
Lin Tian also frowned, but he believed that since An Old Drunkard had swung his sword, he would not be doing something useless.
Right at this moment, a crisp sound resounded.
"Crack!"
The sound of metal shattering shook the entire audience.
In the next moment, similar sounds rang out continuously. The dozens of weapons floating around Mu Hong were instantly filled with cracks and shattered, falling to the ground. Then, in front of everyone's shocked eyes, a trace of blood flowed out from between Mu Hong's eyebrows. He fell straight to the ground, and his life force disappeared completely.
"Brat, now that you've vented your anger, is it going well?"
An Old Drunkard said.
Lin Tian's body trembled, and his eyes were full of light.
A one-hit kill!
So strong!
"Yes!"
He replied.
This was the former Sword Immortal of the Burning Sun Sect, the man who had relied on his own strength to sweep all the geniuses of the four major sects. He was really too strong. Lin Tianzhi felt his blood boiling.
"Senior Brother!"
The Burning Sun Sect's Sect Master clenched his fists in excitement. Senior Brother was still so strong!
"Good, good, good, good!"
Tu Ming laughed.
Tu Ming and the others were happy and excited, but the faces of the people of the Hundred Refinements Workshop were stiff.
A Zephyr powerhouse died just like that!
"Junior!"
The Supreme Elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop was furious. The dozens of weapons around him clanged and slashed at An Old Drunkard.
This attack came too suddenly. Even the Supreme Elder of the Burning Sun Sect could not stop it in time.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The sound of the sword was ear-piercing, and the dozens of weapons flickered with killing light. That scene was extremely terrifying.
After all, this was the Hundred Refinements Secret Technique used by the Zephyr Ninth Heaven powerhouse.
"Be careful!"
Lin Tiandao.
An Old Drunkard grinned. With his back facing the Supreme Elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop, he swung his sword away.
It was originally a sword slash, but it instantly created a sea of fire.
The dozens of weapons that the Supreme Elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop had taken out were all swept away and fell to the ground. At this moment, the flames in the void were still burning. Everyone felt that every wisp of these flames was formed by a terrifying sword qi.
The Supreme Elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop trembled. His weapon was blasted away, and he was slightly shaken. Staring at An Old Drunkard again, this Zephyr Ninth Heaven powerhouse revealed an expression of disbelief. His eyes could not help but flicker with shock.
"The Grand Elder's attack was actually instantly …"
The owner of the Hundred Refinements Workshop was shocked.
An Old Drunkard glanced at the Supreme Elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop from the corner of his eyes. Then, he turned his head and looked around the Burning Sun Sect. "The place that I grew up in has been destroyed by you guys. It's really a headache." With that, An Old Drunkard carried his long sword and walked towards Xu Yue, who was opposite Tu Mao.
"Li Changfeng, what are you trying to do!"
Xu Yue's heart palpitated, and she could not help but take a step back.
An Old Drunkard had killed Mu Hong with a single slash and repelled the Supreme Elder's Hundred Refinements Secret Technique with a single slash. It could be said that his combat strength had instantly shocked everyone. A trace of fear appeared in Xu Yue's eyes.
"I guess the Valley of the Harp won't blame me."
An Old Drunkard said.
"You …"
Xu Yue suddenly thought of something and immediately retreated, shooting out of the Burning Sun Sect. In a flash, she was a hundred feet away.
An Old Drunkard narrowed his eyes, raised his Heart Spirit Sword, and slashed down in the air.
"Pfft!"
A cloud of bloody mist exploded in the distance. It was enchanting and dazzling.
Another Flight Realm expert had been killed!
"This …"
"Again, again with a single slash!"
"Is this the legend of our Burning Sun Sect? He's too … too strong! "
Many of the Burning Sun Sect's disciples stared.
At this time, the eyes of these Burning Sun Sect's disciples were filled with excitement.
Lin Tian's eyes flashed. Seeing An Old Drunkard kill two Flight Realm experts in a row, he felt that his blood was completely boiling. Because of that drop of wine from An Old Drunkard, his injuries were temporarily better. He immediately picked up a long sword from the ground, glanced at Ling Ye and the other two, and walked towards the three of them step by step.
"Is he going to kill those three?"
"People? Bah! Those three bastards! "
"But his injuries …"
Many of the Burning Sun Sect's disciples were moved.
At the same time, the expressions of Ling Ye and the other two changed again.
"Senior Tu, can we kill them?"
Lin Tian asked.
Tu Miao's body was stained with blood, so he naturally understood what Lin Tian was talking about. He said with a cold face, "Kill them!" The disciple that he had carefully nurtured for so long had actually betrayed the sect. This made him feel humiliated, and the anger in his heart was stronger than anyone else's.
After getting Tu Miao's affirmation, Lin Tian's eyes turned completely cold, and he took a step forward.
"Lin Tian, you …"
Xuan retreated.
After seeing Lin Tian's various methods, Xuan's eyes were full of fear when facing Lin Tian again.
Ling Ye and Zuo Shang's expressions also changed slightly, but soon, both of them showed a ruthless look, "What can you do with your current broken body?!"
Compared to Xuan, Zuo Shang and Ling Ye were much stronger. After all, one of them was a deacon of the Burning Sun Sect, and the other was a core disciple of the Burning Sun Sect. Both of them were at the fifth level of the Sea of Consciousness.
Lin Tian's expression was cold, and he took a step forward, "Just killing three insects is enough."
"Clang!"
The Thunderfire Sword whistled. Lin Tian directly rushed over, and the longsword in his hand slashed out a dozen sword lights.
"Damn it!"
Ling Ye cursed.
Zuo Shang's expression was gloomy, and he pressed his sword toward Lin Tian.
Xuan trembled. Compared to Zuo Shang and Ling Ye, he was much weaker. At this time, Lin Tian's body was covered in blood. When he rushed over like this, he looked like a demon god. Xuan's heart couldn't help but jump, and he couldn't help but retreat.
Lin Tian glanced at Xuan. The longsword in his hand trembled, and he knocked away Zuo Shang and Ling Ye's swords. In an instant, he arrived in front of Xuan.
Killing, start from the weakest!
"Lin …"
"Pu!"
A bloody light flashed, and Xuan's head flew out diagonally.
Lin Tian tilted his head, looking at Zuo Shang and Ling Ye.
Because of the slash, his injuries immediately worsened, and blood once again flowed out of his mouth.
"You dare to fight with us in this state?! You're courting death! "
Ling Ye shouted.
Although he said so, at this time, Ling Ye's face was ashen, and there was even a trace of fear in his eyes.
On the other side, Zuo Shang was the same.
"It's enough to kill you."
Lin Tian Leng said.
With a flip of his sword, he charged towards the two of them expressionlessly.
Ling Ye and Zuo Shang were furious, and their eyes revealed a fierce light as they charged forward.
"This …"
"That guy, he clearly suffered such heavy injuries, but he still …"
"So strong!"
Many of the Burning Sun Sect's disciples stared at Lin Tian, and their faces revealed expressions of worship.
An Old Drunkard had been paying attention to Lin Tian all this time. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but smile, "You've only absorbed a little of the medicine. Fighting at this time is too difficult, kid." After a pause, An Old Drunkard smiled even more happily, "But, I like it! This is the disciple of An Old Drunkard! "
At this time, An Old Drunkard temporarily stopped.
"Clang!"
In that direction, the sword whistled again.
Although Lin Tian's mouth was bleeding, the battle intent on his body was awe-inspiring. He held an ordinary longsword in his hand, but every slash of the sword caused the air to hiss. The lightning-flame sword light swept out in all directions, forcing Zuo Shang and Ling Ye to retreat step by step. Ling Ye's expression was extremely ugly.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The swords collided continuously. After a while, with a crisp sound, the ordinary longsword in Lin Tian's hand broke.
Lin Tian's expression didn't change at all. With a wave of his right hand, a spirit sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed straight ahead.
At the same time, Lin Tianyi kicked out, landing directly on Zuo Shang's chest. With a bang, Zuo Shang was sent flying three feet away. Because the range of his movement was too large, Lin Tian felt his injuries worsen a little. A sharp pain hit his chest, causing a bloody taste to surge up his throat. However, his expression didn't change, and he forced it down.
"I'll finish you in half an hour!"
He said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the space between his eyebrows lit up. White lotuses rushed out from between his eyebrows, blooming with a faint brilliance.
Not far away, An Old Drunkard's expression changed for the first time. His eyes narrowed, "This is …"
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