The wind whipped up the clouds and swept over the mountain peaks, and the roaring bonfires became more vigorous.

At this time, even the demon clan sitting on the ground was inhaled by the fierce battle in front of them, and let the spirit leopard scorch on the bonfire.

Since Lin Fan's sword heart was clear, he had never fought so happily, even in the battle with Wu Qianshu in the sword ruins.

Now Lin Fan's big sword opened and closed up and down, allowing the blood knife to set off a thousand waves in front of him.

He relied entirely on his own energy to fight with the three demon cultivators.

The basic swordsmanship is like flowing water, the breath of the whole body is not leaked at all, and the true yuan of the whole body is infused into the "Yuan Magnetic Breaking the Sky" sword, making every sword like a whimsy.

Feeling Lin Fan's momentum getting higher and higher, the three demon cultivators, their eyes flashed, and they suddenly shouted in their mouths: "Cut off the water flow!"

The three long knives staggered with each other, and the swords suddenly skyrocketed.

Three swords flashing like meteors fused in the air, turning into a blood moon and slowly rising.

Lin Fan's eyes rose into the sky like a bright moon on the sea, and his entire body was exposed under the moonlight-like swordlight.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, and the big sword stretched out diagonally, as if he was holding the blood moon on the tip of the sword.

"Boom"

With a thunderclap, the blood moon was shot into the air by Lin Fan's sword, and a poignant blood light lit up the sky.

Looking up, a scarlet full moon appeared next to the scorching sun.

"Bang"

The sound of the blood knife entering the sheath sounded, and on Lin Fan's sword-holding arm, the sleeves of his shirt were shattered like flying flowers.

The three demon cultivators had solemn faces at this time, looked at Lin Fan who was standing with a sword and said, "The swordsmanship at a young age is so superb, the Flying Immortal Sword Sect has the approval of my demon cultivators!"

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and a blood-colored light flew from the hands of a demon cultivator.

Lin Fan deliberately grabbed it with his hand, and a blood-red token appeared in his hand.

The token is not large, one finger thick, and a hideous grimace is engraved on it.

The three demon cultivators laughed loudly and said loudly: "This token is handed over to the head of your faction, and you can understand its meaning!"

Just when Lin Fan was stunned, an old voice came from the depths of the Immortal Mountain and said, "No thanks!"

"Haha"

The three demon cultivators roared in the sky, and their breath suddenly exploded.

The clouds rolled in the entire Immortal Mountain, the Sword Pavilion loomed, and the three demon cultivators raised their hands to tear out a spatial crack in the air, and disappeared in one step.

Lin Fan's arm trembled slightly, and the coercion like a mountain made him understand that the three demon cultivators just now were actually Yuanying cultivators.

If such a monk really wanted to kill him, I am afraid that a single look could crush him to powder.

Looking at the depths of the Immortal Mountain, Lin Fan only then understood why the head of the sect asked him to suppress these arrogant monks.

I'm afraid it's a kind of temptation between various sects, and only by reflecting the heritage can people agree.

Lin Fan turned his head to look at the monk who was still laughing, and he had some realization in his heart, it turned out that these people were deliberately so arrogant, just to see if the Flying Immortal Sword Sect could compete with other factions.

A silver table knife elegantly cut the charred leopard meat into small pieces, and the son of the demon clan closed his eyes slightly, looking comfortable.

Lin Fan returned to the square from the new with the big sword in hand, looked at the monk in front of him, and said disdainfully: "It turns out that they are all a bunch of waste, I want to know that my Flying Immortal Sword Sect has such a clumsy method, and I am not afraid of embarrassing the sects, if I want to fight, I can say it openly, why do I do this!"

"Palm Mouth"

The son of the demon clan, put a piece of leopard meat in his mouth, and enjoyed the delicious food here, as if Lin Fan was like a clown.

The whistling wind sounded, and a pitch-black figure flashed in front of Lin Fan.

A sharp claw that flashed cold light slapped Lin Fan's cheek fiercely.

A wolf demon appeared in Lin Fan's eyes, the pitch-black long hair was dark and shiny, and the half-open mouth of canine teeth was leaking.

Demon clan, Lin Fan's heart moved.

If you want to convince the demon race, you have to be more brutal and fierce than them, and the demon race worships the strong more than the human race.

"Poked" the big sword in his hand into the ground, looking at the sharp claws that poked into his cheeks, Lin Fan chuckled at the corners of his mouth.

The silver dragon scales of the half-exposed arm suddenly appeared, and he bent his hand into a claw and grabbed it with his backhand.

The two stinging palms collided in the air, and in the countless sparks flying, Lin Fan clasped the opponent's palm with one claw.

One person and one demon looked at each other, a smile appeared on their faces at the same time, and their palms clenched together suddenly clenched hard at the same time.

"Whew"

Screams erupted, and the onlookers looked at Lin Fan with a sympathetic expression, and they hadn't seen the monk compete with the demon clan for the second time, which was simply an act of self-harm.

Lin Fan's face remained unchanged, and the wolf demon roared wildly.

After a few breaths, the sound of bones shattering sounded like a bang.

Everyone looked at Lin Fan with a raging expression.

"Woohoo, woooooooooo

The wolf demon's voice became higher and higher, and the high voice gradually lost its shape, falling into everyone's ears into a terrible howl.

The wolf demon's tall body slowly bent, kneeling in front of Lin Fan, and the claws that were interlocked with Lin Fan twisted and deformed.

A pitch-black cheek, blood-red, and blue eyes full of horror and pain.

Slowly letting go of the white palm, Lin Fan kicked it away with a kick in the chest, the wolf demon's body flew upside down, his mouth howled endlessly, and his rapidly returning body slammed into the demon clan's son.

The demon clan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the silver knife flashed in his hand.

The wolf demon that flew upside down in front of him turned into two pieces of flesh and fell at his feet.

Looking at the blood-stained silver knife, the prince of the demon clan said coldly: "Waste, let me lose face, I will use your blood to wash it."

Bonfire, wolf corpse, a silver knife.

Lin Fan smiled disdainfully, stretched out a finger and gently hooked it at the demon clan's son, as if to say, "You are more waste than him!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on the demon clan's son, waiting for a violent response.

"Silk Silk"

A long scarlet tongue spit out from the mouth of the demon beast boy, his erected eyes were fierce, looking at the arrogant and provocative Lin Fan and said slowly: "You will be the thousandth Celebrity Clan cultivator who died in my hands, even in your Flying Immortal Sword Sect, no one can save you, and no one dares to save you!"

The silver knife in his hand danced lightly on the tips of his fingers, and the silver knife was like a dancing elf.

After a few breaths, the silver knife disappeared in his hand, and the body sitting cross-legged on the ground slowly stood up.

A white dress dressed in Shengxue danced lightly, and a pair of triangular eyes on his cheeks flashed fiercely.

Gently twisting his slender neck a few times, he stepped in front of Lin Fan.

The bones of his body exploded endlessly, the shiny scales gradually covered his cheeks, and a pair of poisonous eyes stared at Lin Fan's cheeks.

When his vicious gaze saw the white bone dragon spear coiled by the shadow snake on Lin Fan's earlobe, there was panic in his eyes, and he wiped his eyes vigorously.

His body suddenly flashed, just in the expectant gaze of everyone.

"Boom"

There was an earth-shattering bang, the boulder in front of Lin Fan flew over, and the son of the demon clan knelt on his knees, his body prostrate on the ground, and shouted in his mouth: "The young patriarch of the black python clan, meet your brother-in-law!"

"Bang dang", countless monks fell to the ground, their faces were blood-red, their nosebleeds were everywhere, and they looked at Lin Fan with an incredulous gaze.