But the thin farmer just looked at Ling Xuzi and nodded, saying: "Old Taoist, your sword control skills are indeed good, much better than those of those self-proclaimed cultivators."
In all his life, Lingxuzi had never seen anything weird like people being able to come back from the dead in an instant. He immediately felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, and then he quickly formed Taoist seals with his hands, mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around the altar.
Forming a huge magic circle.
Seeing this, the thin farmer frowned, and then struck the ground with the long sickle in his hand, causing the entire ancestral land of King Qinglong's Mansion to shake violently, and even the hill-like altar almost collapsed.
Collapse down.
As the power exerted by the thin farmer continued to increase, the power of the formation formed by Lingxuzi also continued to weaken.
This Lingxuzi's strength and reputation are among the top ten in the entire Taoist sect, and his combat power is comparable to that of a strong man in the King's Realm. At this time, facing the pressure of the power of the thin farmer, he felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and even
Breathing also became particularly difficult.
The thin farmer sneered and his power exploded again, instantly shattering the formation formed by Lingxuzi. Then he turned his hands into claws and struck towards Lingxuzi's heart, as if he was about to rip out his heart in the next moment.
Out of body.
Seeing this scene, Lingxuzi's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly used his sword control to activate the white long sword and stab it towards the thin farmer.
When the thin farmer saw Lingxuzi repeating his old tricks, he couldn't help but shook his head slightly and raised his hand to send the white sword flying back, causing Lingxuzi to fall suddenly under the impact of the white sword.
Seeing that Lingxuzi had completely lost control of his body and was about to fall into the burning altar, Han Jiulin finally saw that the blood had been refined, and then he transformed into silver lightning and immediately caught Lingxuzi's seriously injured body.
Bring it to the center of the altar.
The thin farmer stared at Han Jiulin for a while, and couldn't help but look puzzled and said: "Boy, why do I feel that you are familiar to me?"
Upon hearing this, Han Jiulin did not respond, but secretly used the power of the World-Destroying Demon Sword to cover up the aura on his body.
Although the thin farmer in front of him doesn't look amazing, the abilities he displays are so weird that it makes people feel a sense of danger radiating from the bottom of their hearts.
Emperor Canglan sat on the imperial chariot and saw that Lingxuzi, the priest of this sacrificial ceremony, was seriously injured by the thin farmer of unknown origin in a blink of an eye. His eyes darkened, and then he spoke loudly:
"The Imperial Capital is a sacred and inviolable place in our Canglan Empire. However, today someone dares to be so arrogant in front of me. It is simply a naked contempt for our imperial power and law!"
"Come on, if anyone can kill this madman, I will reward you with ten thousand taels of gold and a fiefdom of nine cities!"
Upon hearing what Emperor Canglan said, almost all the cultivators present fell into a state of agitation. This ten thousand taels of profound gold was already extremely rich, and if you add the nine fiefs, it would be a sky-high reward.
"Your Majesty, Feihonghou Meng Haoran is willing to serve your Majesty and capture this arrogant traitor!"
Meng Haoran stepped forward with a red magic spear in hand, raised his hands to Emperor Canglan and spoke.
As soon as Meng Haoran finished speaking, spiritual energy all over his body burst out in an instant, and a murderous aura was condensed behind his body, a huge phantom of a red-blooded warrior holding a spear.
And this huge warrior phantom is Meng Haoran’s dharma body.
Seeing that Meng Haoran had taken the lead, many princes and nobles naturally felt very anxious. After all, in their eyes, no matter how powerful the skinny farmer was, he would not be able to escape intact under the siege of so many masters today.
"Your Majesty, since even Imperial Master Ling Xuzi was seriously injured by that madman in a blink of an eye, it seems that killing this madman cannot be done by one person. I am willing to lend a helping hand to Feihong Hou."
"I am also willing to help Feihong Hou kill that crazy evil thief!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several more princes asked Emperor Canglan to fight, and then suddenly jumped onto the altar.
Most of these princes are princes without hereditary qualifications. The reason why they are so active is because under normal circumstances it is impossible for them to own fiefdoms. Even if they achieve extraordinary achievements, it depends on the mood of Emperor Canglan.
It is possible to receive fief rewards.
Now, just by killing this thin peasant, one can immediately obtain nine cities and fiefs. Naturally, these princes who have no hereditary qualifications will not let go of such a good thing.
Qinglong King Han Chutai also immediately ordered the people in Qinglong Palace to immediately open the formation barrier in the ancestral land to ensure that this arrogant traitor never comes back.
In addition to preventing the thin farmer from escaping, this formation barrier also had the greatest purpose of preventing the damage caused during the battle from spreading widely.
If the magical power of so many King-level experts exploded without any restrictions, I am afraid that not only the entire ancestral land of the Han family would be crushed to the ground, but even the imperial capital would be greatly affected, and countless people would also be implicated.
Han Jiulin stood on the altar and looked at the thin farmer with great vigilance. At the same time, the world-destroying magic knife in his Dantian also made strange sounds, which seemed to warn the man in front of him of the danger.
The warning from the magic sword was unprecedented, which also meant that the thin farmer in front of him was by no means just an ordinary spiritual master. His true identity must have a lot of background.
Then Han Jiulin turned his attention to Ling Xuzi, who was seriously injured.
The heart of this Taoist sage has bulged out, the ribs on the left side of his chest have been broken, and a heart seems to be popping out of his heart.
If it had been someone else who suffered such injuries, he would probably have died long ago. However, Lingxuzi used his extremely advanced skills to forcefully seal his heart inside his mouth, thus saving his life.
And at this moment, Lingxuzi is mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to restore himself, surrounded by clear and turbid energy, which is constantly pouring into his Dantian.
Although Ling Xuzi was able to save his life, screams of agony could be heard one after another on the altar.
I saw two powerful men in the King's Realm confronting the skinny farmer. Soon after, their hearts were ripped out one after another, and they fell into the altar and unfortunately became sacrifices.
Seeing that two powerful men in the King's Realm actually had their hearts ripped out and died in the confrontation with the skinny farmer without even holding up a stick of incense, Emperor Canglan couldn't believe this fact no matter what, and couldn't help but look livid.
Stand up suddenly.
"I finally understand that this crazy demon is the old demon who escaped from the Huoyan Lin Tianwai Palace. Other than that, there is absolutely no other explanation!"
Emperor Canglan finally found the truth while his mind was running rapidly, and he immediately spoke loudly to the cultivators in the ancestral land of Qinglong Palace.