The ghost mask on his face also mostly collapsed, revealing part of his true appearance.

The overall situation seems that the injuries are serious, but not life-threatening, and have not reached the level of being seriously injured and dying.

At this moment, Lin Ping'an raised his head slightly and looked directly opposite him. His eyes revealed a stern and cold look, and his tone contained murderous intent.

"I underestimated your decisiveness. I was careless!"

"This time, I will kill you!"

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Rank Sect Leader was shocked at first, and then he burst into cold laughter.

"Hehehe... Just you? If you're uninjured, that may not be the case."

"But after killing several people in succession and being severely injured, how much fighting power is left?"

"You're too young to scare me off!"

"This day next year will be your memorial day."

The next moment.

Lin Ping'an silently practiced the earth-level technique "The Immortal Demon's Body". After a breath, the huge amount of energy and blood healed all his injuries, and his combat power returned to its peak.

Then, without saying a word, he picked up the alloy knife and used his ultimate move.

"End life! Destroy soul! Reincarnation!"

"Three styles in one!"

"Possessed by evil thoughts, you will be damned forever!"

In an instant, a monstrous demonic shadow appeared behind him, surrounded by demonic souls and evil thoughts, revealing an infinitely hideous look.

In the void, the soul-stealing sounds of ghosts and wolves howling could be heard, which made people shudder.

Immediately afterwards, an evil and sharp sword light pierced through the void and shattered the space.

It swept through everything at lightning speed and reflected in the deepest part of the other person's eyes.

At this moment, the eighteen levels of hell and the blooming flowers of the other shore appeared before the leader’s eyes.

The boundless breath of death infects his consciousness space, constantly eroding his mental strength and soul.

In the illusion, countless evil thoughts transformed into ferocious demons, constantly biting and attacking the leader.

Every time, the pain goes deep into my bones and soul.

“Ahhhhh…”

While wailing and screaming in pain, the leader made a prompt decision and released all his energy and blood, trying his best to get rid of the influence of the illusion.

Then, a flash of light appeared in his body, and an eighth-grade divine weapon exuding a terrifying aura appeared in his hand.

It was a domineering and extremely unique long sword with cloud patterns engraved on it, which would make people unforgettable after seeing it.

In fact, if the leader had not felt a life-threatening danger, he would never use the magic weapon.

After all, these cults are nothing more than parasites clinging to the human race, and their true identities are all kept secret.

Just like a rat hiding deep underground, once its identity is exposed, it will surely be hunted down and killed by the powerful human beings.

Regardless of race, the tolerance rate for traitors is zero.

In a sense, most people even hate those who betray their own race more than those who are openly hostile to them.

At this moment, the appearance of the magic weapon also represents a fight to the death.

If Lin Ping'an cannot be killed, the only result left is that he will be hunted down and killed by the human race strongmen because his identity is exposed.

A moment later, before the leader could think more, the extremely terrifying attack had already arrived in an instant.

There was no time to dodge, or it was impossible to dodge at all.

This fatal attack has already blocked all the space in this area.

There is no way to escape, you can only fight hard.

He poured most of the power of heaven and earth into the magic weapon and held it in front of him.

"Boom~"

“Crack…Crack…”

There were slight shattering sounds in the void, and cracks appeared on the eighth-grade divine weapon, with some parts shattering and falling off.

The leader's life force also weakened greatly, and the flesh on his hands disappeared, revealing golden hand bones that were also full of cracks.

In addition, a lot of golden blood splashed out from all over his body and fell into the void, and no one knew where it fell.

With one blow, he was seriously injured.

Seeing this, Lin Ping'an's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. According to his calculations, the energy and blood attack strength contained in this move was enough to kill the opponent.

But I never expected that I would be blocked.

Sure enough, there are still some differences between actual combat and simulation.

On the other side, the seriously injured leader's mouth cracked into a hideous smile, and he laughed wildly.

"Hahaha...now it's my turn!"

Afterwards, he also used the familiar technique "The Immortal Demon's Body" and utilized the energy and blood he had stored to instantly recover from most of his injuries.

From the stage of serious injury and dying to the stage of minor injury.

After a moment, the eighth-grade divine weapon pointed at Lin Pingan and launched a violent attack.

Faced with this reversal, Lin Pingan's eyes moved slightly, but his tone remained as indifferent as ever.

"'Devil's Immortality'? Are you a traitorous piece of trash worthy of using the technique I created?"

"Today, I will kill you, the scourge of the human race!"

Upon hearing this, the leader was instantly ecstatic, his eyes widened and his expression ferocious.

"Hahaha... it really comes without any effort. So you are the warrior of love."

"Kill you! Not only will the gods protect me, they will also give me a huge reward!"

"Kill, kill, kill! Die!"

As he roared, his figure appeared in front of Lin Ping'an. The eighth-grade divine weapon flashed with its sharp edge and shattered the void. Its power that penetrated everything seemed to be about to bloom with its last afterglow.

However, at this moment, Lin Pingan also activated the "Divine Hidden Art" and the "Nine Shadows of the Phantom Demon" at the same time.

Silently, he dodged the attack and appeared behind the leader.

Immediately following.

It was the same three moves combined into one, and the evil sword light appeared again, shattering the space and instantly bombarding behind him.

This time, the ninth-rank leader was not so lucky to block it, and his body was cut into two parts.

At this moment, an intense pain surged into my heart, and pieces of darkness and nothingness appeared in my mind.

The ecstasy on the leader's face turned into astonishment, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How...how is it possible? Why...why could you use that kind of attack a second time?"

However, what greeted him next was not Lin Ping'an's answer, but a third identical combination of three moves.

This time, the attack was from above, splitting it left and right in an instant.

Directly chop its remaining body into four pieces.

And this is not the end. After Lin Ping'an launched this attack, he madly swung the alloy knife in his hand, which was already full of broken marks, and submerged the opponent's body with the blade light.

In an instant, it was chopped into thousands of pieces and turned into minced meat.

The power of qi and blood and mental power exploded at the same time, completely destroying the will and any hidden mental power imprints above.

At this point, the evil cult leader who once dominated the human race and caused countless bloody storms.

At this moment, he fell into the void.

It was at this moment that the sky in the human world changed color, faintly showing blood red, as if the sky was weeping blood.

In each city, countless ordinary people and lower third-grade warriors looked up and were all frightened, their faces turning pale.

"Oh my god! This is so scary! What on earth is going on?"

"Look at the sky! It's all red! It seems like a bad omen!"

"What's going on? Does anyone know what's going on?"

"I don't know why, but I feel a little sad!"

"Go ask online, maybe some big shot will know!"

“…”

The warriors of the middle third rank all had solemn expressions and tensed bodies, returning to their respective posts as quickly as possible.

In addition, all the powerful masters of the seventh rank and above all had their faces changed drastically and were filled with worry.

at the same time.

In the top floor office at the Martial Arts Association headquarters.

When the president saw this scene, his face became solemn, his eyes were focused, and he muttered to himself word by word.

"The Ninth Grade has fallen, and the heavens are weeping blood! Something terrible has happened!"