The deacon of the Hundred Refinements Workshop was not weak. He was at the second level of his sea of consciousness. He opened his five fingers, and a shocking amount of vital essence surged out.
This was a martial technique called the Eagle Tearing Claw. It was very terrifying.
"Die!"
The deacon shouted coldly, his gaze cold and cruel.
Lin Tian's face did not change at all. He only raised his hand and slashed out.
Puff!
A bloody light flashed. Before the deacon could even get close, he was cut into two by the sword light. Until his death, the deacon still maintained his posture of grabbing Lin Tian. Only blood kept flowing out of his mouth. Then, he fell on the razor path with a bang.
Lin Tian's expression did not change. He was very calm as he walked up the Hundred Refinements Workshop.
"Someone's there?!"
"On the razor path, blood … that's Deacon Ning!"
"The disciples guarding the mountain are all dead!"
On the Hundred Refinements Workshop, more and more disciples noticed Lin Tian. Their expressions changed immediately.
"Quickly inform the other deacons. Someone barged into our sect and killed a few junior brothers guarding the mountain. He even killed Deacon Ning!"
"The Grand Elder has just stepped into the Immortal Ascension Realm. Now, someone dares to barge into our Hundred Refinements Workshop. He's courting death!"
"No matter who this person is, we must cut him into a thousand pieces!"
Many disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop said coldly.
The Hundred Refinements Workshop had always been the leader of the four major sects. Now, the sect's Grand Elder had even stepped into the Immortal Ascension Realm. Almost everyone in the Hundred Refinements Workshop knew about it. Everyone was extremely excited. The number one sect now had an Immortal Ascension Realm expert holding down the fort. They could finally look down on this celestial region and became even more arrogant. But now, on this day, someone actually dared to barge into the Hundred Refinements Workshop. This made the disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop extremely angry.
"You dare to mess with the Tai Sui? You must be tired of living!"
Someone said coldly.
Soon, dozens of disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop gathered there. They were all looking down and staring coldly at Lin Tian as he walked over.
"Before the deacons come, let's give him some gifts!"
"That's a good idea!"
"Everyone, attack together!"
Someone shouted.
"Alright!"
"How dare a little thief barge into our Hundred Refinements Workshop? He's tired of living!"
"Cripple him and show the might of our Hundred Refinements Workshop!"
Some disciples had ferocious looks on their faces.
The Hundred Refinements Workshop controlled the Hundred Refinements Secret Technique, which was very powerful. It was originally the strongest among the Four Major Sects, and its disciples were very arrogant. Now that the Grand Elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop had stepped into the Celestial Opening Realm, the disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop were even more arrogant. Now that they saw someone barging into the Hundred Refinements Workshop, how could these disciples be happy? Their eyes were filled with cruel killing intent.
Boom!
Clang!
The light of Zhen Yuan flickered, the sword light and the blade light crisscrossed, simultaneously attacking Lin Tian who was on the shaving path.
Lin Tian's face was expressionless, and his steps were steady.
He only calmly took a step forward. It looked like he was not doing anything, but not a single ray of sword light could hit him.
"This …"
"He does have some tricks up his sleeve!"
"Don't be careless. Since this little thief can kill Deacon Ning, he's definitely not ordinary."
Someone said.
After that, even more violent Zhen Yuan fluctuations surged. Dozens of Hundred Refinements Workshop disciples stood together and attacked together. Saber lights, sword shadows, and halberd lights all rushed towards Lin Tian. Some people even took out flying knives and threw them down.
However, it was a pity that all of their attacks missed.
The shaving path was very long. Lin Tian dragged his long sword and walked step by step towards Hundred Refinements Workshop. His clothes fluttered in the wind.
On Hundred Refinements Workshop, dozens of disciples were shocked, and many of them felt their hearts palpitate.
"Interesting."
A sneer sounded.
After dozens of people, a purple-robed young man walked over with a cold gaze.
He was as sharp as a goshawk as he looked at Lin Tian who was walking over.
"Senior Brother Luo!"
Seeing this person, the crowd was moved and revealed a look of awe.
The purple-robed young man was about twenty-six years old. With a light leap, he pounced towards Lin Tian like an eagle in the sky. At the same time, clanging sounds were incessant. The Treasure Weapons of the Twelve Sects appeared beside the purple-robed young man, all of them flickering with a cold murderous light.
"Senior Brother Luo is a new core disciple, and his cultivation has already reached the fourth level of the Spiritual Sea. This person is dead for sure!"
"Of course!"
"In front of our Hundred Refinements Workshop's core disciple, he's not worth mentioning!"
Many people sneered.
The purple-robed young man's eyes were cold. In the blink of an eye, he was only a few feet away from Lin Tian. "Barging into our Hundred Refinements Workshop, your life …"
Poof!
A cold light flashed, and a head rolled down the stairs. The purple-robed young man's corpse fell on the Razor Path with a bang.
"What?!"
"Senior Brother Luo was, was, was …"
"How is that possible!"
Seeing this scene, dozens of Hundred Refinements Workshop's disciples changed their expressions.
Lin Tian's footsteps did not change, as if he had done nothing. He walked up the steep Razor Path step by step and finally reached the top of Hundred Refinements Workshop. Seeing that he had reached the top, the dozens of Hundred Refinements Workshop's disciples who had gathered here previously were all frightened. They retreated several feet before stopping. All of them were very pale.
"You … Who are you! How dare you come to our Hundred Refinements Workshop and kill our sect's disciples? You're courting death! "
Someone shouted, trying to appear fierce but cowardly.
This was an outer sect disciple with extraordinary strength at the ninth level of the Divine Range.
Lin Tian did not say anything. He swung his sword and directly chopped off this person's head.
"You!"
Such a domineering attitude caused the other disciples to reveal expressions of anger.
However, soon, a tough person spoke with a ferocious expression and shouted, "Everyone, don't be afraid. He's only one person! We have more people here. If we attack together, we will definitely be able to kill him! Moreover, the deacons will be here soon! "
"Yes! Attack together! "
"Kill him!"
"Kill!"
Someone roared. His entire body was filled with hostility as he charged toward Lin Tian together.
In an instant, violent vital essence surged. Dozens of people rushed forward together, surrounding Lin Tian in the middle.
Lin Tian did not show any emotion. He just calmly raised his hand and swung his sword away.
He could even kill an Immortal Realm expert. How could these ordinary outer sect disciples of the Divine Range stop him?
Poof!
Poof!
Poof!
In the blink of an eye, more than ten people were killed, and their blood stained the ground.
Lin Tian took a step forward and attacked mercilessly. He swung his sword again.
Blood splattered. He swung his sword a second time, cutting the last dozen people in half at the waist. All of them died tragically under his feet.
"Who is it!"
At this moment, a shout was heard. Five deacons rushed over from afar.
At the same time, more disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop were shocked. They walked out from every corner of the Hundred Refinements Workshop. There were hundreds of them.
"This is?!"
"You came to the Hundred Refinements Workshop to kill people?!"
"Are you courting death?!"
All the disciples were shocked and furious. Their expressions were grim.
What kind of place was the Hundred Refinements Workshop? It was the strongest place among the four major sects. However, someone dared to barge in and kill dozens of disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop!
"B * stard!"
The five deacons stared at this scene, and their eyes widened.
With a loud bang, the five people's True Essence surged out from their bodies, all pressing down on Lin Tian.
These five deacons were very strong. The weakest was at the third level of the Spiritual Sea.
The strongest was at the sixth level of the Spiritual Sea. At this moment, they attacked together. For a moment, a vast radiance shook. It was like a mountain of light was pressing down, enveloping Lin Tian in it.
Lin Tian did not say anything. The long sword in his hand was still dripping with blood. He raised it gently and swung it down mercilessly.
With a clang, a silver sword aura tore through the air.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
The blood light was dazzling. The five powerful deacons were pierced through their chests. Their hearts were shattered, and they could not be more dead.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop who walked out were shocked. "How could this be?!"
Five powerful Spiritual Sea realm deacons were killed in a single exchange. What kind of combat power was this?!
The disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop were terrified. However, this fear was soon replaced by anger and malevolence.
"Damn it, how dare you kill people in the Hundred Refinements Workshop? You're too arrogant!"
"Thief!"
"Quick, inform the three elders!"
Someone shouted.
Someone went to inform the elders, while the others stared at Lin Tian vigilantly. Many of them took out their swords and sabers, their faces filled with vigilance and anger. All of them had sinister looks on their faces, as if they wanted to kill Lin Tian a thousand or ten thousand times with their gazes.
Lin Tian tilted his head. His eyes were cold. The long sword in his hand shook slightly. The Nine Styles of the Sun Incinerating swept out and slashed in all directions.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
The blood light continued and scattered in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of Hundred Refinements Workshop disciples fell into a pool of blood and died tragically on the spot.
"Brothers, let's attack together! Kill him! "
An inner sect disciple shouted.
As the first of the four sects, the Hundred Refinements Workshop had many experts. Many of them were very vicious and shouted loudly.
Soon, other disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop responded and rushed over.
"The Supreme Elder and the workshop owner will go and kill that group of trash from the Burning Sun Sect. They will bring back everything from the Burning Sun Sect to strengthen the Hundred Refinements Workshop. As disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop, we can't lose face in the sect. Give it your all and kill him!"
Someone shouted.
This was also an inner sect disciple. His cultivation was at the fourth level of the Spiritual Sea realm, and he was stronger than many deacons.
"Kill!"
Voices sounded and responded in unison. They were all inner sect disciples of the Hundred Refinements Workshop. Their cultivation was extraordinary and their combat power was very strong.
Boom!
Treasure light crisscrossed. Their vital essence was astonishing and cold rays of light shot out.
The weakest of these inner sect disciples was at the early-stage of the Spiritual Sea realm. At this moment, there were dozens of them attacking together. They cooperated very well with each other. Their power was really not to be underestimated. Even an ordinary Zephyr Realm expert would be moved.
Lin Tian still did not speak. He raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.
Clang!
The Nine Forms of the Burning Sun spread out. The flame sword swept across and broke through the air.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
In the blink of an eye, several inner sect disciples who were closest to him died tragically. They were all cut in half at the waist and their internal organs were all shattered.
He came here as a disciple of the Burning Sun Sect. He wanted to use the Nine Forms of the Burning Sun to clean up everything and end all karma.
"Nine Forms of the Burning Sun? You … you are from the Burning Sun Sect! How could you appear here?! This shouldn't be! "
An inner sect disciple exclaimed.
In an instant, the other inner sect disciples were also moved.
These people did not know Lin Tian, but they recognized the sword skill that Lin Tian was using at this moment. It was the Burning Sun Sect's ultimate skill, the Nine Forms of the Burning Sun. Immediately, they were shocked. Their sect's Grand Elder had reached the immortal realm and personally led the workshop owner and a group of outstanding disciples to the Burning Sun Sect. But now, someone from the Burning Sun Sect had come to the Hundred Refinements Workshop.
(End of Chapter)
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