Overriding the Heaven

Facing the rolling poisonous bugs, Lin Miaoran's gaze concentrated. With the autumn water sword in her hand, she swept her sword horizontally.    

In the blink of an eye, the sword lights were like a torrential spring rain, densely packed and dense. Who knew how many of them were rushing towards the poisonous insects.    

Shua shua shua shua!    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

In an instant, all the poisonous insects were pierced through by the sword beam and exploded in the air, turning into ashes.    

Demonic Cultivator, who was holding onto a bag, was immediately stunned.    

He did not expect that these poisonous bugs could not even stop the disciples of the three sects for a second.    

"Die!"    

Lin Miaoran shouted, and the autumn water sword rippled out like a tidal wave, instantly sending the Demonic Cultivator flying.    

The Demonic Cultivator didn't even have the time to let out a scream before waves of blood shot out from her head to her feet. She flew more than ten meters away, twitching on the ground before she fell to the ground without a sound.    

Li Xiu welcomed the Demonic Cultivator who was holding onto a gigantic fan.    

Demonic Cultivator's face was sinister, the fan in her hand was like a screen, with all kinds of sinister faces, she kept roaring, it was terrifying.    

Li Xiu's eyes burned with flames, he suddenly pulled out his sword, and a burst of violent, ruthless, ultimate attack with no way out, fiercely slashed down.    

"Extreme Angry Sword Intent!"    

Chu Yan, who was hidden within the crowd and did not reveal his identity, instantly recognized him.    

This familiar sword intent was the Extreme Angry Sword Intent that came from the Tang Liang Elder Tang.    

When he slashed out this sword, the outcome was already decided.    

Sssii! *    

The ghost-mask folding fan was like a thin piece of paper, it was instantly torn in half.    

At the same time, the faces on it turned into expressions of shock and fear.    

Li Xiu once again struck out with his palm.    

He, in the form of an Asura, was far more powerful than any other cultivator of the same level.    

With a bang, the fan that had been split in half was immediately smashed into pieces by his palm.    

As for Li Xiu's palm, the forward momentum of it did not decrease at all. As if piercing through tofu, it instantly pierced through the chest of the Demonic Cultivator who was behind the folding fan.    

His arm pierced through the other party's back, and in his palm, he was holding a heart that was still beating.    

Blood gushed out of Demonic Cultivator's mouth as her eyes filled with fear. She looked like she couldn't believe that she would die just like that.    

"Die."    

Li Xiu roared, and at the same time that he crushed his own heart, his other hand reached out and grabbed at it.    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

The Demonic Cultivator was torn into pieces by him and threw into the surroundings while bleeding profusely.    

"Extreme Frost Frost Slash!"    

Su Jianyuan raised his ice sword, bringing about a cold chill in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the tentacle on Demonic Cultivator's sword froze into an ice sculpture.    

However, there were a total of two tentacles extending out of the sword.    

At this moment, the other tentacle was like a centipede hunting for its food, scurrying towards Su Jianyuan.    

"Explosive Flames – Divine Phoenix Blood Refinement Art!"    

At the critical moment, Jiang Panmeng stabbed out from the side. Her Inherent Skill concentrating on the Phoenix Sword, her sword tip aimed straight at the tip of the tentacle.    

Time stopped for a second at this moment.    

The next moment, the tentacles that were shaking all over his body exploded in a burst of blood and fire.    

"Bastard!" "Bastard!"    

This Demonic Cultivator was startled and angry at the same time, she screamed again and again and waved her sword, about to use her next move.    

At this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.    

Turning his head, he saw a slim and alone girl with an expressionless face. However, her facial features were incomparably exquisite, appearing by his side.    

"It's you — —" In that instant, the Demonic Cultivator felt her sphincter being contracted.    

He clearly remembered that not long ago, this thin, young girl had used an unimaginable amount of power to smash several Demonic Cultivator he knew into meat paste.    

The other party had appeared in front of him. Could it be …    

The Demonic Cultivator didn't dare to think about it anymore.    

He wanted to resist, but unfortunately, he would not have such an opportunity.    

"Flurry of wind and moon."    

Shen Qing spat out the words faintly.    

Immediately, the Demonic Cultivator felt her body spin uncontrollably, as if she was dragged into a tornado, or stuffed into a meat grinder.    

This was also the last consciousness of the Demonic Cultivator.    

In the next moment, he was reduced to a lump of meat paste. The entire meat paste exploded with a 'chi la la la' sound, scattering out a large area on the ground.    

The other Demonic Cultivator s were also stopped by the Beast King Pavilion Disciple. After fighting for a moment, they were killed.    

At this time, all that was left was the tallest Demonic Cultivator.    

If an ordinary person were to stand up straight, they would only reach the chest of Demonic Cultivator.    

Relying on his muscles and brute force, as well as the effects of the pill he had just consumed, the Demonic Cultivator was like a rapidly moving iron tower, charging around recklessly and ignoring everyone around him. After taking a few hits, he actually managed to rush out.    

But now, the only person left in front of him was Beast King Pavilion, the sickly disciple who did not have any beast taming and looked to be injured.    

Seeing this scene, the Demonic Cultivator's breathing unconsciously quickened, and excitement and killing intent boiled in her eyes at the same time.    

"Scram!"    

He roared and rushed forward.    

In his view, this Beast King Pavilion disciple in front of him simply could not stop him.    

If the other party didn't move aside, then he would just smash his body, as strong as steel, into a meat patty!    

"Luo Tiancheng, get out of the way!" Meng Yong screamed in shock.    

Everyone else's eyes were filled with shock as well.    

However, the distance was too far and it was too late to rescue them now.    

Just then, Luo Tiancheng coughed and slowly raised the golden blade in his hand.    

In the eyes of others, Luo Tiancheng was as weak as a piece of paper in front of the Demonic Cultivator.    

And at that moment, the ones who were the calmest on the scene, were only Lin Miaoran and handsome.    

In their eyes, this Demonic Cultivator who had rushed over was already a dead man.    

"No? Then die! "    

Seeing that the other party was still trying to stop him, the Demonic Cultivator sneered and roared, increasing his speed.    

Bang bang bang bang!    

The ground that he stepped on shattered like thin cakes.    

Even the onlookers in the distance could feel the ground trembling, and the mountains shaking.    

Amidst the huge explosion, the Demonic Cultivator suddenly heard a soft cough.    

This cough was so clear that it seemed to ring in his mind, causing the Demonic Cultivator to be stunned for a moment.    

He subconsciously looked at this sickly looking cultivator in front of him.    

"You want me to die?"    

At this moment, his opponent flashed a smile at him.    

The red mouth and white teeth caused his scalp to go numb in an instant.    

"No!"    

Demonic Cultivator suddenly felt something, and the muscles on her face twitched.    

Swish!    

The golden light of the blade descended like a rainbow.    

The running Demonic Cultivator was instantly cut in half.    

However, because he was running so fast, he was able to travel another ten meters before his body made a "hualala" sound. He split into two halves and fell to the two sides.    

"He …"    

"Kill that guy?"    

In the distance, the crowd looked at "Luo Tiancheng" who was covering his mouth and coughing, and couldn't help but to look at each other.