I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1326 The Last Hope (First Update)

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I believe the battle between the Feng Demon clan and the teachers and students will come to an end soon.

But it was difficult for the teachers and students to be happy, because they knew that the battlefield that really determined the fate of Heaven was not here, but the battlefield of the Five Emperors and Feng Tianshen in the distance.

The Fateful Sword Immortal can be said to be the teacher who knows An Lin best. His eyes looked towards the place where An Lin was, and kept flashing with a strange light, like clouds and mist, and soon the clouds and the moon could be seen again, becoming Clear and translucent.

"Your fate is the strangest. I can't figure out your fate under normal circumstances, but this time, no matter how I deduce it, your result will be death..."

The Fateful Sword Immortal looked sad, and after a moment of relief, he shook his head: "But that's not necessarily the case. This is just the future I deduced. No one can exhaust all the possibilities in the world. I still think there is hope. "

At this moment, on the battlefield of the Five Emperors.

With his invincible appearance, Feng Tianshen once again knocked down the five emperors who were fighting to the death.

"What a tenacious enemy. The divine way that has been developed to the extreme is really hard to get rid of." Feng Tianshen walked towards the blood-soaked Emperor not far away step by step.

There are already several shocking blood holes on the Emperor of Heaven's body. The golden source of war wind is raging in the blood holes, still destroying his body.

He was half kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily. Even though his whole body was shaking, his soul was extremely exhausted, and his breath was extremely weak, he still did not collapse completely.

The Emperor of Heaven cannot fall yet. Once he falls, Heaven will really be over! !

He raised his head, looked at the gods walking towards him, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Ah... there is still a gap between you and Heavenly Dao. If Heavenly Dao wants to destroy me, why bother so much? You must be here, and you will still be very happy." Was it largely suppressed unconsciously by Heaven?"

"So what, it's easy to kill you." Feng Tianshen was expressionless. The flowing wind in his hand condensed into a golden wind knife, and he was about to end the life of the Emperor of Heaven with one blow.

Outside the boundary.

All the immortals' hearts were in their throats.

The seven fairies even tried their best to bombard the barrier and shouted the name of the Emperor of Heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven not only represents the highest combat power of Heaven, but also the spiritual pillar and true leader of Heaven’s existence to this day. If the Emperor of Heaven falls, will Heaven still be the same as before?

Yang Jian held the trident divine halberd, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth, but he was completely at a loss what to do: "Is my heaven really going to be destroyed here?"

Chang'e sighed quietly and looked somewhere in the barrier inadvertently, her beautiful eyes moving slightly.

"Die." Feng Tianshen struck down with his sword.

The Heavenly Emperor's strong body was unable to evade this sword technique that was as fast as thunder.

A strong wind hit, and a black shadow fell from the sky, cutting on the edge of the golden sword.

boom!

The sound of gold and iron colliding exploded.

As the divine light splashed around, the trajectory of the golden sword deflected and landed next to the Emperor of Heaven.

The ground that had been reinforced by the Hedao-level school's protective formation, which had been smashed down by the 10,000-foot sacred mountain but was still strong, was torn apart in an instant by a ravine of dozens of miles!

An Lin fell to the ground, picked up the Emperor of Heaven and retreated a thousand meters.

The sudden change made Feng Tianshen slightly stunned.

The faces of the immortals outside the barrier even changed, and they stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

"Isn't this...isn't that An Lin?"

"It's An Lin, it's really An Lin! An Lin ran away with the Emperor in his arms!"

"Is he the little god of war in heaven?"

Some immortals looked at the figure in white, and a glimmer of hope ignited in their hearts.

But more of it is pessimistic.

The God of Wind is so terrifying, not to mention the little God of War in Heaven, even Yang Jian, the real God of War in Heaven, is definitely no match, and he is not on the same level at all.

"Why do you have to stand up at this time? Are you so stupid?" Lin Junjun pursed her lips, staring at the man who kept retreating with a pair of misty eyes, feeling an inexplicable feeling in her heart. What a feeling.

"Seventh sister, shouldn't we cheer for An Lin at this time?" Tianshou Fairy, who was dressed in red and looked like fire, suddenly said.

"That's right, An Lin's cooking is so delicious, and he must be very good at fighting. Don't be discouraged, we have to cheer for him!!" Fairy Tianxian agreed.

Only then did Lin Junjun come back to his senses.

Now, they can't do anything, all they can do is cheer up.

"Being An Lin's cheerleader?" When thinking of this, Lin Junjun, who was originally full of despair, couldn't help laughing.

In a future full of darkness, a little light suddenly appeared, which made her so happy.

Just like that, from outside the barrier, the voices of seven fairies cheering loudly came. That voice was so incompatible with the current situation in heaven.

An Lin raised his head, looked at the seven fairies outside the barrier, and smiled knowingly.

"Why did you stand up? Are you crazy?"

The Emperor of Heaven beside An Lin took a deep breath and scolded.

He knew An Lin's strength. Although he was very strong, he was far inferior to the Five Emperors, and he was not on the same level as the Fengtian God. What was the difference between standing up now and seeking death?

"If I didn't stand up, you would be dead now." An Lin said.

Emperor of Heaven: "..."

"Don't worry, leave the rest to me." An Lin placed the Heavenly Emperor next to the rock, simply threw a body protection spell, and then turned to face the Fengtian God.

The state of Feng Tianshen at this moment is very strange. It is not in a hurry to attack, but looks at the golden wind blade in its hand, tilts its head, and seems to have a puzzled look on its face.

The tense atmosphere suddenly became strange.

"What is Feng Tianshen doing?"

"It seems... seems to have some concerns about An Lin?"

The immortals suddenly had a bold guess.

"It's impossible. An Lin is only in the God Transformation Realm. In terms of combat power, he is at most at the Return to Void Peak. How could Feng Tianshen have concerns about him..."

Just when the immortals were confused.

An Lin finally moved.

Yes, An Lin chose to attack first!

In this level of battle, when the enemy is not ready, it is the most important thing to seize the initiative and attack first.

Black Nether Source Qi!

Wind Wing!

Wind Sword!

An Lin's speed soared to the peak, and the whole person rushed to Feng Tianshen in the blink of an eye. The Shengxie Sword slashed out a dark and deadly trajectory.

Feng Tianshen saw An Lin swinging his sword and slashing at him. The speed was very fast, but it was very slow for it.

It raised its sword in time to block the attack trajectory of the Shengxie Sword.

The Shengxie Sword suddenly changed its trajectory in mid-air and chopped off the arm holding the sword!!

"Interesting, chop off my arm? Anyway, there is a wind barrier that isolates all damage. What if you chop it once..."

Feng Tianshen's eyes condensed, and he did not resist An Lin's sword moves. The golden wind blade in his hand turned and chopped off An Lin's head.

Many immortals saw this scene and could not bear to watch it anymore.

Lin Junjun and others were so nervous that they bit their lips, but they were completely unaware.

Wow!!

Under the dull eyes of countless immortals.

An arm holding a golden knife was thrown into the sky.

Flesh and blood separated, and white blood splashed and fell into the void.

This scene seemed to be frozen.

In the picture, the man in white still retained the posture of drawing the sword, and Feng Tianshen's arm had been chopped off very cleanly!!

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