Lin Zhining, who was in danger, smiled, and smiled very satisfied. The Demon Sect is worthy of being a top force, and it is also worthy of its fierce reputation for dominating the crowd, this background, this kung fu undoubtedly opened his eyes.

In the end, it is the Demon Sect, the seemingly scattered shots of the five people, in fact, constitute a very strange combined attack formation, this formation is obviously from the Five Elements Formation, and it has been modified by the masters of the Demon Sect, with the martial arts of these people, although Lin Zhining did not see the effect of amplifying the attack, but it is still too good in confusing the mind and attacking ruthlessly.

The sound of the two-meter-high broadsword breaking through the air, the oppressive sound of a fist the size of a football, and the faint and changing voice of the thousand-faced man were strangely integrated, and the faint voice of the words only set off was even more confusing. And they were dressed in black, and their strange martial arts were also at this moment, which seemed to have the effect of distorting the light, making people only see the thousand-faced man approaching as if he were his best friend and closest person.

In such a situation, anyone would involuntarily ignore that there was still a thin needle quietly approaching, not to mention the scimitar that swirled from the back of the head.

"Not bad. ”

With Lin Zhining's soft praise, the distorted light seemed to return to normal all of a sudden, and the power that bewitched people's minds seemed to disappear.

But this is by no means a good thing for the people who besieged Lin Zhining, there are many people who are not affected by their formation, and the masters are often very determined, but under their siege, those who can still speak easily are by no means easy to match.

These people's martial arts are high and low, and the martial arts are the lowest, but the weird one is none other than the thousand-faced man, his or her disguise technique is really superb, but as long as it doesn't involve rules, it's not the transformation technique in Xianxia fantasy, Lin Zhining doesn't have much interest, useless people are always the first to die, and he or she is of course no exception.

However, wasting is always a bad habit, so of course Lin Zhining will not waste it, especially in the face of these martial arts that he is very interested in, he will not waste it, and the man with a thousand faces has also made the contribution he has, so that Lin Zhining can see the power of that thin needle.

Those people were very unhappy, very aggrieved, and very frightened, and the inevitable move did not play a satisfactory role, and even they didn't see how Lin Zhining dodged, but Lin Zhining seemed to be standing there, never moving half a step.

Only the Demon Sect Leader could see clearly, it was not that Lin Zhining did not move, but that he was moving too fast, so fast that they didn't notice it at all.

He found that Lin Zhining's kung fu seemed to have a very wonderful traction, or that he had laid a distorted force field around him, perhaps it would be more accurate to explain it in a situation that he couldn't believe, that is: the moment they attacked, Lin Zhining reset the space around him, resetting a space that was conducive to Lin Zhining, and changed with Lin Zhining's mind.

Because he saw that the constantly swirling scimitar cut off the fist of the giant man, and he didn't even feel the pain, and he didn't even notice that the fist had been cut off; the scimitar that saw the blood was supposed to fly back, but it collided with the huge long knife, and it spun and cut off the heads of the nearby guards; while the face of the thousand-faced man who kept changing was encountered by the power of time in an instant, withered and old, and lost his soul; and the remaining person was also bleeding from the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

The Demon Sect Leader knew in his heart that with just one move, the killing game they had carefully arranged was broken by Lin Zhining, and it was completely broken, among the five of them, only he was intact, and the others either lost their combat power, or they were not lightly injured, and they even lost the general of the Thousand Faces.

The screams suddenly rang out, and the majestic giant man finally found out, and finally felt the pain, he tore open his voice and wailed, his voice was full of disbelief and deep fear. It's not because he's afraid of Lin Zhining's martial arts, and it's not that he's afraid that the Demon Sect won't raise wasted people, but because his martial arts are abolished, and he won't live long.

He cultivates a very strange kung fu of the Demon Sect, this kung fu can infinitely amplify his strength, and it will also continue to increase his defense, he constantly tempers his body by devouring poisons or great tonic medicines, the larger and stronger his body, the stronger his martial arts, the stronger his defense, but this martial arts has a flaw, that is, he can't receive too heavy external injuries, once he receives too heavy external injuries, with the loss of blood, his vitality, his skills, will be lost together. In the sad eyes of several other rabbits and dead foxes, the giant man's screams are even more related, with the loss of blood, his body gradually shrinks, his body gradually grows old, the wailing did not last long, he can no longer howl, even the strength to wail has been lost, waiting for him, only quietly waiting for the end of life.

For the death of the two of them, only Lin Zhining pretended to mourn for them silently, and the people of the Demon Sect even only grieved for the death of the rabbit and the fox, but did not grieve for their death.

The Demon Sect Leader also watched quietly, watching his subordinates, wailing and suffering in pain, watching him die slowly.

It was the first time Lin Zhining had seen such a strange kung fu, once he was seriously injured, his body would change drastically and he would gradually lose his life.

His gaze couldn't help but turn to the man who had been putting himself in the shadows, and he finally understood why the Demon Cult didn't attack him anymore, not only because they were not sure of victory, but also because they didn't want to lose their lives.

The person who was hiding in the shadows, the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth had gradually turned black, his eyes gradually dissipated, and the figure that had been inadvertently ignored was completely revealed, as if his soul had collapsed. (To be continued.) )