Before coming to Qingshan Town and fully understanding the details of Zhou Donghuang, Lin Hantian would have been more afraid of Zhou Donghuang.
But after coming to Qingshan Town and learning the details of Zhou Donghuang, he felt:
Zhou Donghuang was the man he is today because of his good luck and the chance encounter left by a martial arts master above the Yuan Shen realm.
As for the murder of Liu Xuanyu, the seventeenth elder of the Shenguang Sect who was on duty in the black market, he felt that it was just a coincidence and could not be related to Zhou Donghuang.
Liu Xuanyu was a martial arts monk in the middle stage of Yuan Dan. Although his strength was not as good as him, he was not capable of being killed by Zhou Donghuang and the early Yuan Dan martial arts monk beside him.
"Isn't it good to be alive?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Donghuang glanced at Lin Hantian lazily, shook his head and sighed.
Zhou Donghuang's words made everyone including Lin Hantian couldn't help but be startled.
For a moment, Lin Hantian was the first to come back to his senses, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Zhou Donghuang, I, Lin Hantian, cannot control my life or death even as a young boy like you!"
"Yeah?"
The folding fan held in Zhou Donghuang's hand shook, and shot out in the blink of an eye, as fast as thunder.
Before Lin Hantian had time to recover, the eighteen separated fan bones of the folding fan had turned into eighteen sharp swords, suspended above Lin Hantian's head.
"Spiritual weapon?!"
Sensing the aura coming from the fan bone, Lin Hantian's face condensed, and then his eyes shone brighter, and the greed inside became more intense.
"Zhou Donghuang, I really didn't expect you to have a spiritual weapon... I, Lin Hantian, want this spiritual weapon!"
As soon as Lin Hantian finished speaking, he soared into the sky like a gust of wind. As his hands rose and fell, a vast torrent of white true energy flew out of his body, as if he had turned into a giant beast, opening its blood basin. With a big mouth, he wanted to swallow the eighteen sword-like fan bones suspended in the air.
"This Zhou Donghuang, a mere martial arts monk in the early Yuan Dan stage, actually dares to act presumptuously in front of a martial arts monk in the middle Yuan Dan stage... He is simply asking for death!"
Now, Yang Yunji had recovered from the shock of Zhou Donghuang stepping into Yuan Dan. He saw Zhou Donghuang taking the lead in taking action against Lin Hantian, with a sarcastic smile on his face.
Seeing that Lin Hantian wanted to take away his spiritual weapon by force, Zhou Donghuang's eyes remained as calm as ever, but a hint of disdain could not help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
…
Under the eyes of everyone, the eighteen sword-like fan bones moved one after another, and turned into a rain of swords, whizzing down at Yang Yunji.
When the rain of swords fell and was so close, Lin Hancai deeply felt the horror of the true energy contained in it.
Although it is only the true essence of a martial arts monk in the early stage of Yuan Dan, the power contained in it seems to have exceeded all the power that his true essence can burst out.
"impossible!"
In the midst of the thunder and lightning, Lin Hantian's first thought was 'impossible', "It must be a deception! How can the true energy of a mere early Yuan Dan martial arts monk be compared to me, Lin Hantian?"
However, when the rain of swords fell and collided with the giant beast transformed from his true energy, he felt the feeling of being crushed.
In fact, at this moment, he felt as if he was suffocating.
The smell of death can also be clearly smelled.
"No!"
"No!!"
"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!!"
In the thin line between life and death, Lin Hantian's pupils widened as he tried his best to activate the true energy in his body, using all his strength to stop the sword rain from the sky.
Wow! !
Wow! !
…
However, the rain of swords fell from the sky. Even if Lin Hantian tried his best, he was still unable to resist. His face turned red with anxiety and his eyes were so wide that blood flowed.
"No!"
"No!!"
Just as Lin Hantian was shouting further in his heart, a milky white light appeared on his body, and at the moment it rose up, it underwent earth-shaking changes.
became…
silver!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
Lin Hantian, who was on the verge of despair just a moment ago, suddenly laughed heartily, almost crazy.
At the same time, the milky white primeval essence that resisted the sword rain was instantly replaced by the silver primeval essence, and successfully blocked the further invasion of the sword rain in one fell swoop.
"It actually broke through."
The scene in front of him made Zhou Donghuang a little surprised. At the same time, he also realized that although Lin Hantian was only a martial arts monk in the middle stage of Yuan Dan before, he must be infinitely close to the late stage of Yuan Dan.
This time, under his pressure, on the thin line between life and death, Lin Hantian took this opportunity to break through, entered the late Yuan Dan stage, and became a Silver Dan monk.
"This is... a late Yuan Dan martial arts monk?"
Just now, Yang Yunji thought that Lin Hantian was finished, and his eyes showed despair at the right time. If Lin Hantian was finished, he would definitely not end well.
After all, he personally brought Lin Hantian to Qingshan Town.
Now, seeing Lin Hantian's true essence transformed into silver, he realized that Lin Hantian had entered the late Yuan Dan stage and became a late Yuan Dan martial arts monk!
With the little knowledge of the Yang family, it was naturally impossible for Yang Yunji to understand the Yuan Dan monks through the Yang family.
The reason why he knows Yuan Dan monks so well now is entirely because after he brought Lin Hantian to Qingshan Town, he learned the specific realm divisions of Yuan Dan monks while chatting with Lin Hantian while Lin Hantian was investigating Zhou Donghuang.
Because of this, he was able to know that Zhou Donghuang was a martial arts monk in the early Yuan Dan stage, and Lin Hantian was a martial arts monk in the middle stage of Yuan Dan stage. Now he can even see that Lin Hantian has entered the late stage of Yuan Dan stage!
"Congratulations, brother!"
At this time, the giant eagle under Yang Yunji's feet also uttered words of congratulations to Lin Hantian. The look of despair in his sharp eyes a moment ago disappeared and was replaced by bursts of excitement.
However, Lin Lan and others are not very clear about the divisions between Yuan Dan monks.
Just now, Lin Hantian was almost killed by Zhou Donghuang, and they all showed excitement.
Now, Lin Hantian broke through and blocked Zhou Donghuang's offensive. The excitement on their faces disappeared and was replaced by looks of solemnity.
"Zhou Donghuang!"
Lin Hantian, who was surrounded by a silver halo, looked at Zhou Donghuang and smiled conspiratorially, "Thanks to you, I can break the last peace of the middle Yuan Dan in one fell swoop, enter the late Yuan Dan, and become a martial arts monk in the late Yuan Dan."
"so what?"
Zhou Donghuang's face was calm and unfazed, "Even so, it only allows you to live a little longer."
Hearing Zhou Donghuang's words, Lin Hantian was startled at first, and then his smile became brighter, "Zhou Donghuang, I have to say that your strength is indeed very strong, very strange."
"With a mere early Yuan Dan cultivation level, with the help of an immortal weapon, he can actually perform a strike comparable to that of a martial arts monk in the late Yuan Dan period!"
"But haven't you seen it yet?"
"Your offensive can't do anything to me."
"You even took out the spiritual weapon... If I'm not wrong, this should be the strongest method you can use right now, right?"
"It's also because I don't have enough true energy now. Otherwise, if you continue, your true energy will definitely be exhausted earlier than mine! By then, I will still be able to kill you easily."
Speaking of this, Lin Hantian's tone seemed to be a little more regretful.
"But, even so, my remaining true energy can still stop your strongest means... In fact, as long as I want to escape, I can easily escape!"
Lin Hantian's eyes were filled with unprecedented confidence, "I escaped today, and the day I come back will be the day you and the people around you die."
"Unless you take them away from Ziyun Star... But, do you have that ability? With your current strength, how many people can you take with you to leave Ziyun Star?"
After talking about it, Lin Hantian's face was full of sarcastic smile.
"Now, I'll leave first... I'll come back to you when my true energy recovers!"
After Lin Hantian finished speaking, he was about to leave.
As he spoke, he was full of confidence, as if he would be able to leave smoothly.
"Who said that is my strongest method?"
Just as Lin Hantian was about to leave, Zhou Donghuang spoke, "Eighteen fan bones... You are only stopping eight fan bones now."
"Eight-handled fan bone?"
Looking at the rain of swords in the sky that he had taken action to resist, Lin Hantian was full of disbelief, "Do you think... you scared me by saying this?"
"The frog in the well!"
As Zhou Donghuang shook his head, ten sword rays suddenly shot out from the void at Lin Hantian's feet. The sword rays were driven by ten clearly visible fan bones.
While eight of the eighteen fan bones were confused with the rain of swords in the sky, the other ten fan bones had already lurked away quietly.
There are sword formations from all directions, turning into rain from all directions, and ambushes from all directions.
Since it was an ambush, how could it be easily discovered
"not good!"
Lin Hantian, who had just barely blocked the rain of swords transformed from eight fan bones with all his strength, had no energy left to resist the attack of ten fan bones.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
…
In the blink of an eye, every part of Lin Hantian's body was penetrated by the sword light transformed from ten fan bones, and blood spilled into the sky, dazzling the eyes.
Ten wounds, none of them critical.
If Zhou Donghuang didn't do it on purpose, I'm afraid no one would believe it.
call!
While Lin Hantian was still gritting his teeth to resist the rain of swords from all directions, Zhou Donghuang dodged and appeared in front of him like a ghost, and then slapped his dantian with a palm.
"No"
Lin Hantian, who guessed what Zhou Donghuang wanted to do, his face suddenly changed and his eyes were filled with tears.
boom!
Zhou Donghuang's palm defeated the unprepared Yin Dan, and took advantage of the situation to destroy Lin Hantian's dantian, completely destroying Lin Hantian's cultivation.
After destroying Lin Hantian's cultivation, Zhou Donghuang raised his hand, and the eighteen fan bones turned into a folding fan and returned to his hand.
At the same time, Lin Hantian, who had lost all his cultivation and was seriously injured, fell from seven to eight meters in the air.
boom! !
Lin Hantian's body hit the ground heavily, and after coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, he looked at the young man in white clothes in the sky again, his eyes full of despair and hatred.