Mo Teng's smile twisted, "This is the difference between you and me, and between Zheng and the devil! So, this is the difference between I can live and you are destined to die!"

Mo Teng let go of the Wang family's martial artist, touched the ground on his toes, and rose in the air, and black light no longer appeared in his palm, but showed a deep red.

It's like blood that's been concentrated thousands of times over.

"Quasi-earth-level martial arts, Heavenly Demon Blood-Drinking Hands!"

As soon as this martial art came out, the air was suddenly filled with a disgusting smell of blood, and even the blood on the ground seemed to be pulled and began to gather towards the demon Teng.

At the moment of feeling this bloody aura, everyone present already understood what all this was about.

The disciples of the Demon Mountain Sect exclaimed in surprise.

"It turned out to be the Lord! The Lord has finally made a move!"

"That's right, this is the Venerable Lord's Phaseless Heavenly Demon Skill! Since the Venerable Lord has made a move, then my Demon Mountain Sect will win this battle!"

"Hahaha, the lord is worthy of being good at controlling people's hearts, even if this person has ten lives, he will definitely die now!"

The warriors of Linyuan City finally recognized which one was the real Fan Yu.

At this moment, their minds had been completely affected, and they didn't notice the soaring realm and aura on Fan Yu's body at all.

There's only one thing they care about.

That is-Fan Yu must live!

The air exploded, hitting Fan Yu's chest.

With this palm, he can't hide anymore!

The warrior fights to the death, he is most afraid of hesitation, looking forward and backward, the moment of hesitation just now, he has missed the best opportunity.

To add insult to injury, after forcibly interrupting the sword technique and withdrawing this sword, Fan Yu not only had a chaotic source power in his body, but also suffered a strong backlash.

- The sword is a double-edged sword, and since it has been handed out, if it does not hurt others, it will hurt itself!

Fan Yu sighed lightly, although there was regret in his eyes, but he did not have much regret.

And it's not time to give up.

Under the mobilization of his mind, the flames of Fan Yu's whole body flowed like rushing waves, all gathered in front of his chest, forming a burning shield.

And the soul power of his Condensing Realm also poured out, fusing with the fire shield, and was bound to block this killing blow.

Mo Teng laughed and said, "Don't waste your efforts! If it was before, I'm afraid I couldn't help you with this palm, but now that your source strength is disordered, how can you stop it?"

The bloody hand was like a knife, straight into the fire shield, and after Fan Yu let out a muffled snort, the soul power shattered on the spot.

And the fire shield also exploded at this moment, and the bloody hand slapped directly on Fan Yu's chest with a momentum like a bamboo!

Blood spurts!

Fan Yu fell heavily to the ground, smashing the ground into spiderweb-like cracks, and his limbs and bones were about to crack open as if the ground was about to crack.

He struggled to get up, but it was too late.

Mo Teng made a contribution with one palm, his body did not stop, and he rushed again, picked up an arc knife left on the ground, and was about to cut off Fan Yu's throat!

All this process happened too quickly, and in the process of fighting between the two Gathering Source Realm powerhouses, even if the rest of the people could react, it was too late to rescue them now.

Yu Yuan split the extreme yin with a foot, his eyes were red, and his eyes were about to split: "Fan Yu!

The rest of the Linyuan City martial artists also had red eyes at this moment, and they charged over like crazy.

Mo Teng smiled: "It's late, it's already late!"

"In the martial arts world, the law of the jungle eats the strong, since you have chosen your ridiculous and stupid goodness and justice, you are destined to embark on a wrong path and are doomed to death!"

Fan Yu didn't speak, his eyes flickered, as if he was understanding the meaning of this sentence.

Between good and evil, isn't it sometimes like this, with so much injustice?

If this is the case, then why choose the good?

The blade broke through the air and was about to cut off Fan Yu's head, but Mo Teng suddenly felt a chill in his back, and an unprecedented life and death crisis arose in his heart.

Because in Fan Yu's eyes, he saw that kind of familiar, sarcastic smile again.

Fan Yu was indeed laughing.

Fan Yu smiled: "Little guy, what is going on in this world, I Fan Yu can use someone like you to teach?

"Sometimes, justice does seem a little weak, but it is never ridiculous and never stupid. ”

"Hello Sheng, look back, why has it been evil since ancient times?"

Mo Teng's heart trembled, like a lightning strike.

He actually turned around!

So as soon as he turned around, he saw the righteous judgment!

Firefinch, ice picks, gales, sinking water, more than a dozen spells formed after the urging of the talisman seals poured down like a torrential rain and smashed directly on his front door!

More than a dozen runic seals formed a spell that exploded on the face of Mo Teng when he was defenseless, and immediately blew him up into a blur of flesh and blood, and his breath plummeted!

He was covered in blood, and the whole person knelt directly on the ground, holding his face with both hands, wailing in pain.

Such a sudden reversal made everyone shocked and stunned.

Where did these talismans come from, and when did they inspire them?

The disciples of the Demon Mountain Sect couldn't think of it, and the martial artists of Linyuan City couldn't even think of it, and the Demon Teng who was hit by this blow couldn't even dream of it!

But Fan Yu knew.

Wang Hao, who was caught by Mo Teng just now and used as a threat, also knew.

In his hand, there were still ashes left behind after the burning of the talisman seal, which was immediately blown into the air by the night wind.

But that violent and powerful fluctuation of heaven and earth source qi could not be blown away.

——In the interval when the demon abandoned him and turned to attack Fan Yu, he completed the urging and stimulation of these talismans under the signal of Fan Yu's eyes!

These talismans were not owned by this warrior named Wang Hao, but he bought them from the Fang Market a month ago.

Fang Cai Fan Yu was aware that these talismans contained his breath, so he had the inspiration to come up with this Dingding blow.

The cycle of cause and effect, the ingenious reversal!

Although these talismans are only first-class talismans, they are fine products from the hands of Fan Yu.

Under the combined force of more than a dozen pieces, although it was not enough to kill Mo Teng, it was completely able to severely damage it when he was unguarded.

He was indeed deeply traumatized.

The Phaseless Heavenly Demon Skill had been completely lifted at this moment, and the Demon Teng immediately regained its hideous and ugly appearance.

It's just that, compared to the pride and madness of the previous moment, the scarlet eyes of Mo Teng are full of horror and pain at this moment.

He was like a maggot full of wounds, wriggling on the ground.

And his wounds are also wriggling and healing quickly!

He is not dead yet, the martial artist of the Gathering Source Realm, the tenacity of his vitality is not at all what ordinary people can imagine!

The hearts of the martial artists of Linyuan City were cold, as if they had seen an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

In just a few breaths, the magic teng breath had already recovered a small half, and he was about to struggle to get up.

But Fan Yu recovered faster than him!

"That sword didn't kill you just now, so what about this sword now!?"

Fan Yu jumped high, roaring loudly, and the sound was like thunder.

"Sword splits the mountains!"

A magnificent sword qi that exploded and burned roared down from overhead.

"No!!"

Mo Teng didn't even have the slightest chance to resist, and the whole person was split in half by a sword along with the scorching ground!

One sword, one sword!

This magnificent and splendid sword not only slashed at Mo Teng's body, but also slashed into the hearts of all the disciples of the Demon Mountain Sect.

It is like a shining legend, solidified in the history of Linyuan City, and solidified in the hearts of every warrior of Linyuan City.

With a sword, Demon Mountain Sect Leader Mo Teng fell on the spot!

"Lordship...... Lord, he's dead?"

"How could the Lord die...... How could the Lord die......"

"No!"

The disciples of the Demon Mountain Sect immediately wailed, as if they had been drained of their souls, their hands and feet were cold, and their eyes were blank.

On the contrary, the martial artists of Linyuan City, who were at a disadvantage, seemed to be ignited from the inside out under Fan Yu's burning sword.

"Rush! Exterminate the remnants of the Demon Mountain Sect!"

"This demon has died in the hands of the Fan family master, we will win this battle!"

Fan Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, did not move, listened to the earth-shattering shouts around him, half-squinted his eyes, and slowly breathed.

After this sword, the duration of the bloodline secret technique finally ended, and the source power in his body passed away like a wave, and together with the fire lotus source seed, it returned to Fan Yang's body.

With that came unprecedented cold, and weakness.

He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

At this moment, even a low-level martial artist of the Xuanmai Realm of the third or fourth level could easily kill him.

But no one could kill him anymore, and he didn't need to do it again.

As soon as Mo Teng died, the morale of the Demon Mountain Sect completely collapsed and slackened, and he had become a lost dog, which was self-defeating.

Fan Yu raised his head and smiled at the Wang family martial artist named Wang Hao.

He smiled: "You have done a very good job, in such a short period of time, you can send out more than a dozen of my talisman seals at the same time, it seems that you do have some talent in the way of talismans." ”

He spoke very slowly, slowly, and a little out of breath.

Wang Hao didn't have the slightest reluctance, listened attentively, and didn't dare to move his ears.

After taking a few breaths, Fan Yu then smiled and said: "In this case, after the end of this war, you can come to Fan's house to find me, and I will help you forcibly awaken your soul power and help you embark on the road of a talisman." ”

"Now, go and kill a few more disciples of the Demon Mountain Sect and take their heads as your apprenticeship gifts. ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao trembled all over, his lips trembled, and he cried uncontrollably with joy.

He couldn't say a word, knelt directly on the ground, and after knocking his head three times at Fan Yu, he turned around and walked into the darkness.

Meanwhile.

Yu Yuan, who had been trembling with Jiyin, finally found an opportunity at the moment, and Haoran righteousness shrouded the ring ruler, and immediately split out one foot, beating Jiyin to the point that the ghost shadow was shattered, and he fell to the ground.

He was just about to smash his head with a foot when he heard Fan Yu's voice.

"Uncle Yu, spare him a life, I still have something to ask him. ”

When Yu Yuan heard this, he immediately closed the ring ruler, and Haoran's righteous qi was wrapped like an iron chain, and immediately blocked all the qi of the extreme yin, firmly imprisoning him.

At this moment, Fan Yang also rushed over from a distance with Yuluo.

Fan Yang said anxiously: "Fan Yu, are you okay?"

Fan Yu smiled: "It's okay, it's Moteng who has something." ”

"He is dead at my hands. ”

Hearing this, Fan Yang's body shook violently, his eyes widened, and he looked at Fan Yu without blinking.

A generation of peerless fierce demons, Demon Mountain Sect Master Mo Teng, really died like this?

In the center of the intersection, the ground burned and exploded under the erosion of sword qi and heat waves.

Fan Yang had clearly seen that Mo Teng had been split into two and turned into a terrifying charred corpse.

Fan Yang muttered in his heart: "Can't be wrong! Absolutely can't be wrong! Fan Yu ...... Absolutely ......"

He looked at Fan Yu, and the guess in his heart was finally completely confirmed.

When Yuluo woke up, his pretty face was flushed, and his eyes were as bright as autumn water, which were also red.

Pear blossoms bring rain, I see pity.

She threw herself into Fan Yu's arms and cried: "I knew you wouldn't die! Blame me, blame me for being so useless, I still can't help you this time!"

Fan Yu touched her head and said with a smile: "I don't blame you, if it weren't for the help of Miss Yu, I wouldn't be able to solve the extreme evil with my strength alone." ”

Yuluo didn't speak, but hugged Fan Yu tightly.

Fan Yu bared his teeth, and his face immediately turned extremely pale.

He couldn't help but exclaim in pain: "Lightly touch, Miss Yu, you light! I can't resist the injury on my body!"