Grassroots Immortality

More than ten disciples of Dali Sect went to challenge Kaitian Sect and never returned.

The high-ranking officials of the sect were furious when they learned about the situation.

Just when Dali Sect was about to go to Kaitian Sect to ask for an explanation, they heard that Kaitian Sect disciples had come to Dali Sect under the leadership of Yang Dingtian.

Luo Dali, the leader of Dali Sect, led a group of cultivators to the mountain gate with an angry face.

"Yang Dingtian, you Kaitian Sect actually broke the rules! Is the promise you made at the beginning no longer valid? Aren't you afraid that my fellow monks from Vajra Domain will come to your door?"

Yang Dingtian heard this and looked calm.

"Master Luo, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. All the disciples present here can testify to this. I can swear on my heart that all your disciples of Dali Sect were killed by my disciple Lin Xian. They came here to challenge Lin Xian. Could it be that they were killed in the challenge, which is also considered a violation of the rules of Kaitian Sect?"

"When did such a rule come into being? Why didn't I know? Did I come up with new rules during my years of seclusion? Who made the rules?"

Luo Dali was shocked when he heard this.

Those who practice dare to swear on their heart, and what they say must be true.

It's just that this new disciple has only joined Kaitian Sect for a few days. Even if Murong Zhantian teaches him personally in a few years, his combat power cannot be improved so much.

Yang Dingtian's words made Luo Dali speechless, and even choked the Dali Sect cultivator so much that he couldn't say a word.

"Since Fellow Daoist Yang said so, let Dali Sect learn from the strength of this new disciple of your Kaitian Sect today!"

"Shouyi, arrange the disciples immediately and prepare for the challenge!"

"I will arrange this matter immediately. Please wait for a moment, fellow Daoists of Kaitian Sect."

After saying this, He Shouyi turned around and left, returning to the sect.

Luo Dali and several elders of Dali Sect stayed where they were, waiting to watch the battle.

About a meal later, He Shouyi brought 40 Dali Sect disciples to the square in front of the Dali Sect mountain gate.

Over the years, the square has been destroyed countless times because of challenges, and was quickly repaired by the sect afterwards.

I believe that after this battle, there will be almost no good land in the square.

Lin Xian is also thinking about the meaning of this challenge in his heart.

In this battle, he does not need to have any concerns, and his own methods can only be used to the best of his ability.

No need to think about any reservations, no need to think about any strategies.

Kill the opponent with powerful force and absolute strength, maybe only in this way can you gain something.

And to achieve this, maybe the violent secret technique can help you.

If you don't let yourself enter the violent state, with the habits formed by Lin Xian over the years, you will always unconsciously consider some problems.

At least, when fighting, strategy is definitely indispensable.

He Shouyi winked at the cultivator beside him, and the cultivator immediately understood.

These forty disciples in the God Transformation Stage are the most elite disciples of the Dali Sect, and the disciples beside He Shouyi are the strongest among the disciples.

"I am Fang Shoukong, a disciple of the Dali Sect. I heard that the new disciples of the Kaitian Sect are extremely powerful and admire them very much. Today, I take this opportunity to come and ask for advice. Please teach me."

Lin Xian heard the words, expressionless, and walked onto the square.

Before Lin Xian could speak, Fang Shoukong's figure had disappeared on the spot.

On the square, there was a sudden sound of panic. Both of them had already mobilized their physical strength and started fighting.

Lin Xian's body was constantly emitting a strong evil spirit, and his eyes gradually began to turn slightly red.

Qi energy kept shuttling through the square, and the two people's figures were as fast as lightning.

With a loud "bang", a stream of Qi energy hit a hill not far from the square, and the hill suddenly exploded and turned into a pile of rubble.

"Bang bang bang" On the square, there were also continuous sounds of Qi energy hitting the body.

Not only that, from time to time, there were also muffled groans from the monks.

The surface of the square had been overturned by the raging air waves, and smoke and dust rose up, filling the entire square and spreading further away.

The monks watching the battle looked at the square intently, as if the smoke and dust could not affect them at all.

"Brother Fang, be careful!"

It was He Shouyi's voice, which was urgent and stopped abruptly.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and bloodstains were clearly visible everywhere on the square.

In a corner of the square, a broken body was scattered everywhere, and blood had dyed a large area of ​​the ground red.

Fang Shoukong's figure had long disappeared. Lin Xian stood quietly in the center of the square. Although his robe was a little damaged, his face was normal and his breathing was regular.

Seeing this, He Shouyi once again winked at the monk beside him.

The monk saw He Shouyi's eyes, without any hesitation, and entered the square in a flash.

Without any words, the war broke out again.

Lin Xian's eyes were slightly red, his body was as fast as lightning, and every punch he threw had the power to split mountains and crack the earth.

Lin Xian had no other thoughts in his mind, he just wanted to kill the opponent with the most powerful force.

Every punch was unreserved, and every blow, he used all his strength.

Simple and rough, without any strategy.

This state made Lin Xian feel very relaxed, relaxed in his heart.

No need to think too much, just bombard and kill vigorously.

Simple battle, simple attack, simple psychology.

In this state, Lin Xian felt something in his heart. He seemed to have found the true meaning of body refining. At this moment, he had forgotten that he was a cultivator.

What magic weapon, what spiritual treasure, what spell, all disappeared. Lin Xian only felt his fists, a pair of powerful fists, a pair of fists that could destroy everything!

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, the result was the same as last time. The disciples of Dali Sect had already become corpses on the ground, and blood spurted out, staining a large area of ​​the ground red again.

At this moment, the senior leaders of Dali Sect also began to believe Yang Dingtian's words.

Luo Dali looked at Yang Dingtian, who had no expression on his face and looked calm.

Seeing Yang Dingtian's expression, Luo Dali also felt a strong sense of humiliation.

"Shouyi, you go and have a fight with him. Remember, don't embarrass me!"

"Yes, Master, I will defend the honor of my Dali Sect to the death!"

He Shouyi saluted Luo Dali respectfully and took out a black giant sword.

The giant sword was seven feet long, about an inch thick, and had no edge! However, it was obvious at first glance that this thing was extremely heavy.

He Shouyi only exerted a little effort to carry such a heavy sword on his shoulder.