Fantasy: My Handyman Disciple Cheng Zongmen Patron Saint

The wheel-running king's eyes slowly glanced over everyone, and finally stopped on Lin Yichen.

The others were already frightened and stupid at this time, trembling all over.

But the man in black robe in front of him was still calm and breezy.

Then the Wheel-Turning King found it funny, this person has no cultivation at all, he is just an ordinary person.

Maybe this is the fearlessness of the ignorant.

However, this attire seems a bit familiar, as if it has been heard or seen somewhere.

Chen E said coldly: "Quick, come and die one by one!"

Mu Ying trembled and said, "Brother...you...can you let me go?"

"Chen E, you traitor, you put my senior brother in danger, and now you actually help the evildoers, you really have no sense of shame!"

The two sword heart sects are at least one of the seven orthodox sects, and they still have some arrogance and backbone.

"My Sword Heart Sect has always taken the mission of eliminating demons and defending Taoism. No matter whether it is a human or a ghost, it will not work for such a demon as the Wheel-Turning King!"

"Sword Heart Sect? Xuanmen Authentic Sect?" Zhuanlun Wang chuckled, already angry in his heart.

He slowly stood up from the grand master's chair, his body fluttering like a ghost.

Turning Wheel King's expression changed, and he said sternly: "I just want to make all of you Xuanmen authentic, and all of you submit to me!"

The two sword heart sects raised their swords and stabbed at Zhuanlun King.

The Wheel-Running King smiled coolly, grabbed the air with both hands, and the two long swords snapped in response.

He floated in suddenly, grabbed the throats of the two with one hand, and lifted them up like an eagle catching a chick.

He gave a sinister laugh, and was about to cut it off forcefully, but the King of Wheels suddenly felt extremely hot and painful in his hands.

Is this an illusion?How can it be?

But if he didn't stop, he was afraid that his palms would be burnt.

With a strange cry, the Wheel-Running King let go of the two, took two steps back, and said angrily, "Who! Who is it?!"

He had already guessed that an expert should have arrived quietly.

The ghosts suddenly became vigilant and looked around.

"You are calling me?" Lin Yichen said lightly.

Immediately, all eyes on the court were focused on Lin Yichen.

Could it be that this person who has always been mediocre is an expert?

The King of Wheels was forced to let go of the two Jianxinzong.

"You?! You guys don't know what to say. This is also a place where you can talk?"

Chen E didn't know why, and cursed at Lin Yichen, then floated in front of him, and grabbed him with one hand.

He had just become the ghostly younger brother of the Wheel-Turning King, so he naturally wanted to show off.

"I have endured you for a long time!"

This Chen E, whether he is a man or a ghost, is very stalking, a villain!
As soon as Lin Yichen finished speaking, and he didn't see any movement, Chen E's whole body exploded suddenly, turning into a wisp of green smoke!
Seeing this, all the ghosts flew around in fright.

The Wheel-Running King shuddered in his heart, seeing how he made such an understatement, his cultivation level is definitely not low!
Jian Xinzong and Mu Ying, on the other hand, retreated behind Lin Yichen like drowning people seeing a life-saving rope.

The Wheel-Turning King asked sullenly, "Who the hell are you?"

Lin Yichen smiled faintly, and said: "I, a member of the Tianyan Sect, are called the Supreme Elder!"

The corner of the wheel king's mouth twitched in fright when he heard the words.

He remembered, no wonder the figure of this person was so familiar.

I remember that the boss once mentioned that the old Santong Pluto died at the hands of the Supreme Elder of Tianyan Sect, and he mentioned the appearance of the Supreme Elder's clothes by the way.

Zhuanlun Wang thought: "How could it be such a coincidence to meet this person in Devil Weeping Mountain?"

Lin Yichen smiled, as if he had read his mind, and said slowly: "I didn't expect that, the Blood Corpse King couldn't do anything to get me."

Hearing him mention the word Blood Corpse King, the wheel-turning king's eyes flickered.

"However, what I want to tell you is that you Yanwang Pavilion has annoyed me!" Lin Yichen said with a serious face.

The wheel-running king was startled for a moment, it turned out that this person had come up to take revenge.

No wonder they ran so far to Devil Weeping Mountain.

"Damn it!" The Wheel-Turning King glanced at He Wei with sharp eyes, and secretly cursed at the idiot.

Actually led the enemy here.

He Wei secretly felt that something was wrong, and his whole figure was shaking in fright.

"Kill...kill him!" He Wei ordered.

Several ghosts and ghosts immediately surrounded him.

Lin Yichen smiled faintly, the cultivation base of this kind of fierce ghost is about the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

"Small skills, but also dare to use the axe?!"

He didn't even need to raise his hand, he shouted loudly!
A sound wave swept across, like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and several ghosts and ghosts were swept away like garbage.

The Wheel-Turning King shouted angrily: "You killed the third child, pay for his life today!"

With one look, countless black smoke suddenly appeared around him, and then he rushed towards Lin Yichen.

Unexpectedly, he refined so many ghosts in this Devil Weeping Mountain.

How many people will be killed by this!
Lin Yichen squeezed the sword formula in his hands, and spiritual energy burst out from his whole body.

Countless blue sword lights shot out from his body.

"what--"

There are countless ghosts, whether they are ghosts or ghosts, and there are even several ghost generals.

Under the light of Lin Yichen's sword blade, ashes flew into oblivion one after another.

Suddenly, except for the dozens of ghosts around, they were all too scared to even move.

The Wheel-Running King cursed secretly, his figure suddenly floated closer, his hands suddenly glowed with a pale light, formed two ghost claws, and grabbed Lin Yichen.

Lin Yichen's heart trembled, and suddenly the sword energy burst out, chopping the two ghost claws into pieces in an instant.

The wheel-running king has a gloomy face. This is one of his unique moves, ghost claws!
But the other party cracked it so easily.

A flash of sword energy flashed by, and the King of Wheels groaned, the sword energy had already passed through his shoulders.

He staggered back two steps, clutching his shoulders, his face full of fear.

The melon eaters looked at Lin Yichen with shocked faces.

I didn't expect this ordinary passerby to have such unfathomable cultivation!
Even the ten masters of the Yan Wang Pavilion are hard to match!
Lin Yichen walked towards the Wheel-Turning King slowly at this time, and a strong pressure rushed towards him invisibly, making him breathless for a while.

Charm and coercion!

The Wheel-Running King's heart skipped a beat, it seemed that he could only use the last move.

Suddenly, his claws grabbed each other, and immediately scratched the flesh of his hands, and blood flowed down.

Then he grabbed the air with both hands, and there seemed to be a strong suction force, which sucked all the remaining ghosts on the field.

Then, the hands turned into two huge blood claws.

Between the blood claws, bright red blood still dripped, which was indescribably terrifying.

In addition to howling ghosts and howling wolves, it is obvious that there are countless ghosts in it.

This is the final form of the ghost claw, ghost blood claw!
This is the wealth of the King of the Wheel, and I didn't expect it to be used today.

"Die to me!" the Wheel-Turning King shouted.

Two huge blood claws immediately grabbed Lin Yichen.

"Boom!"

In front of Lin Yichen, a solid protective mask was formed.

Qiankun Spiritual Qi Cover!
Keeping the blood claws firmly out, it is difficult to move forward.

The runner king clenched his teeth, mobilized his magic power, and pushed the huge blood claw.

But the next moment, two huge blue sword glows pierced through.

"Oh!"

With two loud noises, two blood claws exploded in the air.

However, the sword light remained undiminished, and still shot towards Zhuanlun King.

Lin Yichen clasped his palms together, and the two sword glows merged into one, piercing through the chest towards the King of the Wheel.

"Um……"

The Wheel-Running King groaned, looked at Lin Yichen in disbelief, and finally fell to the ground slowly.

Lin Yichen looked at him expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice, "I, Tian Yanzong, must not be humiliated!"