Watching him kill his enemy, then drinking the wine in his hand, was incredibly satisfying.

An old man and two young children were walking on the street.

In front of them, a disheveled demon led the way, while behind them, a swordsman in green robes, as sage as an immortal, followed with his hands behind his back.

The group looked straight at the mountain gate, walked from the most bustling part of the city, and went straight ahead.

Along the way, several waves of evil cultivators charged forward, each wave larger and stronger than the last, and all of them were killed.

It's clear that the people on the mountain have received word and are already mobilizing their troops.

Normal people would not dare to charge at this group of people long ago; only the puppets, whose minds have been clouded by cognitive traps, can still fight recklessly with bloodshot eyes.

But it doesn't matter, they can all be killed.

It's not your fault that you drew your swords when you were lost, but you still have to die.

At this moment, there is no right or wrong, only pure killing and death. One side must fall in order to end this upheaval in the martial world.

Su Lin made fewer moves, intentionally restraining himself, allowing Su Qingyang to kill more freely.

After this fierce battle, he could see that Su Qingyang's path was related to killing, seemingly righteous yet also seemingly evil, impossible to discern too clearly, because Su Qingyang was still undergoing a transformation.

He took the wrong path, but the spark of inspiration in his heart remained.

No wonder Senior Li said he had gone astray and gone astray. This was indeed very different from the path Li Xingtian had taken, and it was not the orthodox method of the Sword Pavilion.

But Su Lin asked himself honestly, if he were Su Qingyang, perhaps taking this path would be the right thing to do, and the only option.

Since Jian Ge is gone, there's no need to worry about what method to use.

The Sword Pavilion was once Su Qingyang's established orthodox path, but it was also a shackle draped over the genius of swordsmanship.

Now that the shackles have been removed, those who have been released may not necessarily be leaders of the righteous path.

It doesn't matter what path we take, or what method we use, as long as it works! It's sufficient! It can fulfill our long-cherished wish! It can avenge our great grudge!

No longer using the sword techniques of Jian Ge, but a newly comprehended move, killing with extreme cunning, using the ultimate killing move condensed from basic swordsmanship, efficient and simple.

It's not about killing one person, it's about killing everyone!

Slaughter until the world trembles in fear, slaughter until the common people awaken from their slumber! Slaughter until millions kneel before the mighty Sword Pavilion!

"It's truly bizarre; how could a person comprehend such a Dharma?"

Su Lin murmured to himself, marveling at Su Qingyang's extraordinary transformation and being awestruck by the brilliant ideas of another genius.

Perhaps only Li Xingtian could despise such a law, but he really couldn't find fault with Su Lin's words.

After all, this method is really useful for killing people, and it's really satisfying!

They fought their way through, advancing relentlessly.

Su Lin moved with unblemished speed, almost flying across half the city.

Xiao Linlin occasionally glanced at it and felt very envious.

My brother is growing up too fast. He clearly hasn't reached the Foundation Establishment stage yet, but he can almost fly!

This must be an inheritance of Senior Li's methods. After all, Senior Li was a being who broke through all obstacles with martial arts and controlled the sky with qi. He was truly an immortal.

Looking at Senior Li, he would take a few steps, then lift his feet, grab a rag from the side, wipe them, and occasionally mutter curses under his breath, just like an old swindler in the marketplace.

Xiao Linlin dared not urge him. She figured that Li Xingtian was deliberately walking slowly so that more puppets could charge forward.

Su Qingyang will prove his Dao through killing, and his brother will also cleanse his sword with blood.

From the low altitude, Su Lin could see further. Not only were waves of evil cultivators rushing down from the mountain, but groups of evil cultivators were also approaching from nearby outside the city.

But the mysterious person was nowhere to be seen.

But without a doubt, he was hiding somewhere, using his innate abilities to incite people to attack and wear down the fighting strength of the Su family father and son.

"Very cautious and very calm."

Su Lin remained expressionless, his heart unmoved: "But unfortunately, it's really useless."

This person has suffered losses, but hasn't remembered them yet.

When he surrounded and killed Li Xingtian, he proved that the method of encirclement was useless. Moreover, Su Lin had inherited Li Xingtian's vast spiritual energy and had long since refined it into his own cultivation spiritual energy, so it had not been reduced by much.

According to Su Lin's data, his spiritual energy value had already exceeded 800,000.

Within the framework of the cultivation system, a spiritual energy value of 800,000 can only be mastered by cultivators at least at the Nascent Soul stage.

Su Lin, who had not yet established his foundation, broke through the impossible shackles by inheriting the law, achieving absolute power on another level.

Are you draining my spiritual energy?

That hit me right where I have the best advantage!

Su Lin didn't care; he kept gazing at the mountain, trying to focus his divine sense on that person.

With the mimic present, even though Su Lin couldn't see the real body at this moment, he was certain that the mimic was on the mountain.

He sits in my hall, right where he once sought enlightenment, overlooking the path I took to climb the mountain.

“That’s the path I’ve walked; how dare you take over my place?”

Su Lin murmured, then suddenly!

He saw it; his divine sense detected a surge of internal energy as terrifying as an abyss. It was only a fleeting glimpse, but he pinpointed it very clearly.

It's right behind the mountain!

That guy is at the waterfall!

He is using my blessed land to refine himself, to transform and transcend, and to seek to become stronger.

This person is walking the path that Su Lin once walked.

"court death!"

Su Lin narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent surging within him.

Who are you to dare tread the path I've walked!

He waited no longer, soared on his sword, flew over the entire city, past the long, crazed army of evil cultivators, and headed straight for the blessed land behind the Sword Pavilion!

"elder brother!"

Xiao Linlin noticed immediately and screamed in shock, but was stopped by Li Xingtian.

"Let him go, we can't stop him from getting his revenge."

Li Xingtian shook his head, his tone calm but serious: "A swordsman's breath is extremely precious."

This is an invincible force that must not be stopped.

"But..."

Xiao Linlin was worried, but Li Xingtian stopped her with a look: "Don't say so much, and don't use that strange method to call his name in your heart."

"Qingyang is enough here; any more who come will be killed."

As for Lin'er...

Li Xingtian looked up at the sky and saw a figure in green robes fluttering in the wind, accompanied by a sword.

“Go as he said, go back to the old place, go kill a villain.”