Lin Hao and Kong Bei struck each other with their palms, like two meteorites colliding together in an instant.

Bang!

There was a violent explosion, like a dog day of muffled thunder, which suddenly exploded in everyone's ears.

The ground under the feet of the two of them shattered instantly because they couldn't withstand this huge force, and the cracks spread in all directions, as if the entire mountain peak could collapse at any time.

Empty sorrow was like a feather arrow, and the whole person flew backwards in an instant.

There was a thud, and after the empty sorrow smashed a boulder in the distance, it fell to the ground.

At that moment, everyone looked into the distance in astonishment, and the empty sorrow lay on the ground, motionless, and did not know whether it was life or death at this time.

"What?!"

Seeing that Kong Bei was punched by Lin Hao until he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the disciple of the Wind Thunder Sect was dumbfounded, and the deacon looked shocked.

Kong Bei is an elder disciple, and if something happens like this, he can't escape the blame.

"The one who stands in my way...... Die!"

Lin Hao's eyes were cold, this Wind Thunder Sect, he didn't care about it at all, who dared to stop him today, Lin Hao didn't mind having an extra corpse!

The astonishing killing intent spread in the void, as if it was fused into the air, and the powerful momentum made those core disciples retreat to the rear again and again, not daring to approach Lin Hao again and again.

.........

"How is it possible, just a half-step spirit master, empty sorrow can't catch his punch?!" A trace of cold sweat oozed from the middle-aged deacon's forehead.

Although he had some scruples about Lin Hao's combat power, as a deacon of the Wind Thunder Sect, if he really let Lin Hao rush in, the consequences would be unimaginable, how could the sect master forgive him.

"Kid of the Immortal Sword Sect, you are really looking for death!" The middle-aged deacon shouted angrily, and immediately the power of the spirit body spread, and a blue light wrapped around him.

Lin Hao turned his palm into a fist, and he didn't talk nonsense, and instantly smashed it towards the middle-aged deacon.

Dozens of eyes could only see Lin Hao's fist shadow flickering, and the strong fist wind attacked, which made people see the color change.

This punch was so fast that the middle-aged deacon didn't even see Lin Hao He punching out, and his abdomen was in pain at the moment.

Rub!

The middle-aged deacon took a few steps back, and then exerted his strength with both feet, shaking the ground under his feet into a deep pit, which stabilized his body.

Seeing this, Lin Hao was a little surprised, this deacon's cultivation realm was not much higher than the empty sorrow of the Divine Court Spirit Master Realm, but he was able to block his own punch alive.

Looking at it, I saw that the middle-aged deacon turned into a turtle, and there was actually a phantom of the turtle's green shell flickering behind him.

"Boy, although you are powerful, it is difficult to break through my defenses!" The middle-aged deacon looked at Lin Hao and shouted.

"It turned out to be a king, no wonder it was so hard. Lin Hao sneered.

"You are looking for death!" Hearing that Lin Hao scolded himself for being the eighth king, the middle-aged deacon was furious, his Xuan Turtle Spirit Body was indestructible, even if he was a Divine Court Spirit Master who had refined his body and entered the Dao, it would be difficult to break through the defense of the Xuan Turtle Spirit Body!

Seeing that the middle-aged deacon used the power of the spirit body, these Wind Thunder Sect disciples present were relieved, even the Wind Thunder Sect Master had a high opinion of the deacon's spirit body, and Lin Hao's powerful punch only made the deacon take a few steps back after that, and there was no damage.

"Boy, you seriously injured the elder disciple empty sorrow, even if you want to surrender at this moment, there is no chance, and now the old man is going to break you into pieces!"

For a while, the middle-aged deacon was amazing, he had a turtle spirit body, and he was not afraid of Lin Hao at all.

Hearing this, a trace of disdain flashed in Lin Hao's eyes, and the power of artistic conception opened.

Artistic conception kills!

In an instant, the power of the artistic conception level poured out like a torrent that broke the embankment, drowning the proud middle-aged deacon.

The middle-aged deacon's expression was shocked, and he only felt that a heavenly mountain had smashed down from the Nine Shadows and landed on him.

With a bang, the middle-aged deacon suddenly fell to his knees, as if he had a weight of tens of millions of catties, pressing him to the point that he could not move.

Lin Hao's divine soul power has already reached the Ziwei Spirit Master Realm, with the blessing of the Divine Soul Realm, the artistic conception level is a hundred times stronger than in the past, ordinary Spirit Master Realm martial artists, unless they comprehend the will of the martial arts, otherwise, they will definitely not be able to resist his artistic conception power!

"It's ...... The power of will?!" The middle-aged deacon looked shocked and stared at Lin Hao with horror.

The so-called power of will, just like the origin of the sword intent that Fang Yi comprehended, has an almost invincible belief in his heart, a knife is cut out, the sky collapses and the earth is cracked, the same as the will of martial arts, plus Lin Hao and Fang Yi are named, known as the twin monsters of the Fairy Sword Sect, therefore, the middle-aged deacon regarded the power of artistic conception as the power of will.

Lin Hao didn't answer, but sneered: "Your Wang Ba Spirit Body is certainly hard and difficult to break defense, but your willpower is too weak, killing you is like crushing an ant." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged deacon was shocked, the person in front of him was only a core disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect, but the realm of the half-step spirit master had such terrifying combat power and means!

"Kill this kid! The Immortal Sword Sect is about to perish, how can he tolerate him, a beast who is about to be homeless, to be presumptuous before my Wind Thunder Sect!"

Several core disciples had hideous expressions, since the Holy Heaven Sect and the Wind Thunder Sect decided to join forces to annex the Immortal Sword Sect, the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect had a few lower identities in their eyes!

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing that several core disciples had turned on the power of their spiritual bodies to surround and kill him, Lin Hao was furious, and the power of artistic conception instantly devoured these core disciples.

thump

......

Thump!

At most, two breaths of effort, the few core disciples of the Wind Thunder Sect collapsed to the ground like mud, losing their voice.

"Brute...... You dare to kill my core disciple of the Wind Thunder Sect!" Seeing this, the middle-aged deacon's eyes were split.

These core disciples, most of whom were the disciples of the elders of the sect, had died like this now, and those high-level leaders would never let themselves go like this.

"You're going to die, and you still have to worry about others. Lin Hao's gaze fell on the deacon, and his voice was cold to the bone.

"You...... What do you say......"

The middle-aged deacon's face changed suddenly, although he was stationed in the Wind Thunder Sect, but the current high-level of the sect was not around, and his life was in the hands of the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect.

Lin Hao even dared to kill the core disciples of the Wind Thunder Sect at will, so how could Lin Hao care about his life.

"I had no intention of making a move, but the Wind Thunder Sect deceived people too much, and united with the Holy Heaven Sect to annex the Immortal Sword Sect...... He also allowed his disciples to do anything wrong and kill my friend...... How can such a sect survive in the world? Lin Hao said lightly.

"Little ...... Boy, what nonsense are you talking about...... What do you think...... It's up to you...... With you, can you change the fate of the Immortal Sword Sect...... Let me go...... You fled down the mountain...... You can avoid death today!" the middle-aged deacon hurriedly spoke, at this moment he no longer wanted to take Lin Hao's life, but worried about himself.

"Die. ”

Lin Hao was a god of death and sentenced the middle-aged deacon to death.

After a few breaths, only the corpses of the middle-aged deacon and several core disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect were left here, and Lin Hao disappeared.