He Lin gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with unyielding will, he brandished the demon slashing sword, and every swing was accompanied by an earth-shattering sword roar.

Zhang Xinran, Xuan Yue, and Li Ruxue kept wielding their long swords, the swords were vertical and horizontal, and the sword shadows were intertwined, knocking the demon beasts back.

Hoshino and Hoshitsuki's magical attacks grew stronger, and their magical power almost reached its limit.

Beams of light were released from their hands, each beam enough to tear apart a mountain.

The demon beasts began to retreat one after another, they felt the powerful power of He Lin and the others, and they also felt that their doom was coming.

They let out desperate roars and tried to escape, but they were all stopped by He Lin and the others without exception.

Finally, after a fierce battle, the demon beasts collapsed, and they scattered and fled, leaving a mess and blood in their wake.

He Lin and the others stood in place, the tiredness on their bodies welled up in their hearts, they glanced at each other, and their eyes showed pride and pride.

They succeeded, and fought their way out.

"Today we eat dragon meat!"

He Lin said proudly.

They successfully killed these demon beasts, so they naturally had to enjoy the fruits of victory, and Jiaolong meat was the best tonic, and eating it would definitely improve their strength.

And yet at this moment.

A white-haired old man appeared here, and without saying a word, he directly hit He Lin and the others.

He Lin subconsciously raised the Demon Slashing Sword to resist, but he was still knocked several meters away, not to mention others.

Hoshino and the others fainted directly, and fell to the ground without knowing life or death, only Zhang Xinran and Li Ruxue, who were slightly stronger, did not faint.

But their faces were equally solemn.

"Senior, what do you mean by that?"

He Lin gritted his teeth and said, he felt the strength of this white-haired old man, but he didn't intend to admit defeat.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly, his eyes deep: "You have disturbed the rules of this space, so I will kill you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he made a move in an instant.

A powerful aura struck at He Lin, almost making him breathless.

He Lin's eyes were full of unwillingness, he didn't want to be weak, and he didn't want to be despised by others.

"Kill!"

He Lin gritted his teeth and shouted, holding the demon slashing sword to meet the white-haired old man.

Although the chances are slim, he still wants to give it a try, and he wants to prove that the weak also have a chance to counterattack!

Zhang Xinran and Li Ruxue glanced at each other, resolutely clenched the long sword in their hands, and rushed forward.

They would rather die than give in, and would rather fight with the white-haired old man than give in to him.

The sword and the energy were intertwined, and there was a tense aura in the air.

He Lin, Zhang Xinran and Li Ruxue's swordsmanship crisscrossed the city, and although their strength was not as good as that of the white-haired old man, they blocked every attack of him with their unyielding will and firm faith.

The smile on the white-haired old man's face faded away, replaced by a solemn touch.

He didn't expect that these three young men would be so tenacious and not afraid of strong enemies, and they would be able to compete with him.

"You ants, you dare to fight against me!" The white-haired old man shouted angrily, and the energy on his body instantly skyrocketed.

His swordsmanship suddenly became extremely powerful, and the sword swept towards He Lin and the others like a tornado.

They were under such intense pressure that it became difficult for them to breathe.

He Lin felt that his strength was gradually suppressed, and the Demon Slaying Sword looked pale and powerless under the sword momentum of the white-haired old man.

The expression on his face grew more determined, and his eyes sparkled with unyielding light.

"I will never be defeated by you!"

He Lin gritted his teeth, and the strength of his whole body converged on the demon slaying sword in his hand.

Suddenly, a powerful energy gushed out from his body, and a dazzling light emanated from the Demon Slashing Sword.

He Lin's eyes became deep and determined, and he felt the power contained in himself.

"It's not you who decides our fate!" He Lin roared, and the demon slaying sword in his hand swung down suddenly.

The sword light was shining, and it instantly tore through the sword momentum of the white-haired old man, pointing directly at his heart.

The white-haired old man's expression froze instantly, he didn't expect this young man to have such a powerful power.

However, he didn't take it seriously, only to see him take out a defensive magic weapon, easily block He Lin's attack, and then slammed into Zhang Xinran and Li Ruxue.

Just one hit.

Zhang Xinran and Li Ruxue lost their ability to fight, and fainted on the ground.

See this scene.

A trace of anger and perseverance flashed in He Lin's eyes, his hand tightly grasped the Demon Slaying Sword, and a fierce sword aura emanated from his body.

He knew that he had no way out, he could only go all out, otherwise what awaited them was death!

The Demon Slashing Sword stabbed at the white-haired old man like a bolt of lightning, and the sword was extremely powerful, piercing the air with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The hundred-meter-long sword sword rushed towards the white-haired old man with the power of destroying everything.

However, the white-haired old man just sneered, and gently waved the white-haired robe in his hand, which easily blocked He Lin's attack.

The sword touched the white-haired robe, and it was immediately devoured and disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

A sense of frustration suddenly rose in He Lin's heart, and his all-out move did not cause any harm to the white-haired old man.

His body was shaken by the power of the white-haired old man, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Just as the white-haired old man was about to strike a fatal blow, a figure suddenly appeared beside He Lin.

With a smug smile on his face, Blood Wuji looked at the white-haired old man and mocked, "What, do you want to bully the small with the big?" It's disgusting......"

The white-haired old man glanced at Blood Wuji indifferently, he didn't take Blood Wuji in his eyes.

His gaze turned to He Lin again, and said coldly: "You juniors, always have a fluke mentality, since you don't understand the rules, then let me teach you a lesson in person." ”

As soon as the words fell, the white-haired old man made an instant move, and an invisible energy directly hit He Lin's chest.

He Lin instantly felt as if his whole body strength had been drained, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Xue Wuji frowned slightly, and he hurriedly chased after him, blocking He Lin's body with his body.

A hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said indifferently: "You self-righteous old guys, always think that you are invincible, and if you have the ability, you will fight with me!" ”

Blood Wuji's voice was cold and firm, and his body instantly burst out with a powerful qi, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's face showed a hint of disdain, and the white-haired robe in his hand slammed into a white whirlwind, completely blocking the attack of Blood Wuji.

The white-haired old man sneered and looked at Blood Wuji, and mocked, "Hehe...... I was kind enough to let you die, and I believe you know very well in your heart that with your current strength, it is impossible for you to be my opponent. ”

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