Chapter 58

Lin Haoming would not miss such an opportunity. The mother-and-son swords flew over and slashed, and the heads of the two guys were cut off. Then their storage bags fell directly into Lin Haoming's hands.

After taking care of the two, he turned back to look at Wang Chen and found that the guy was sitting on the ground, vomiting.

Lin Haoming did not pay attention to him, his gaze sweeping over the other Tianjian Mountain people. He found that most of them were either vomiting or swaying, and a few had even fainted. Such an opportunity could not be missed, so he immediately moved again.

Hu Xiangzhen suddenly realized that someone had recovered so quickly under her magical artifact and mental attack, which surprised her. At this moment, while beating the bronze bell, she could only spare part of her energy to launch a hammer magical artifact at Lin Haoming.

This hammer was also a high-grade magical artifact, small in appearance but extremely fast.

Lin Haoming had been paying attention to Hu Xiangzhen's actions. Seeing her attack him, he directly slapped a stone armor talisman on himself and then summoned the silver steel shield.

The hammer hit the silver steel shield, producing a loud "clang."

Although the sound was loud, Lin Haoming felt that the power of the hammer was not as great as he had imagined.

So he directly abandoned the silver steel shield, patted his storage bag, and summoned the Five Elements Sword, aiming directly for the heads of the Tianjian Mountain disciples.

Next, the Five Elements Sword, originally belonging to the Tianjian Mountain disciples, flashed in front of them, and countless disciples were killed instantly. At the same time, the hammer hit Lin Haoming twice, shattering the stone armor talisman completely.

However, although the power of the stone armor talisman was exhausted, Lin Haoming had already taken care of over ten Tianjian Mountain disciples.

At this moment, he summoned the silver steel shield again and snatched the storage bags of the Tianjian Mountain disciples.

Seeing that he had to use a mutually destructive method to deal with the little monk, he did not expect that his fellow disciples were indeed injured, but suddenly a guy appeared who could resist his bronze bell's mental attack and took their lives while they were still dazed, and his hand was so ruthless.

Wu Hongfei, looking at Lin Haoming who had taken care of so many Tianjian Mountain disciples, also showed some surprise in his eyes.

He had already recovered and raised his sword to target Hu Xiangzhen.

Hu Xiangzhen's face had already turned ugly, but since it had come to this, she did not want to give up. The hammer magical artifact returned to her hand, and she was about to strike the bronze bell.

But at this moment, Lin Haoming saw the bronze bell suddenly shake, then it flew up like a cannonball, hitting the top of the cave and embedding itself there.

Under the bronze bell, the little monk was no longer there. Instead, there was a figure over ten feet tall, resembling a demon god.

Seeing this, Hu Xiangzhen was so shocked that she turned pale and retreated several steps.

Lin Haoming had seen the little monk in this state before and knew that the little monk was truly angry. The violent aura around the little monk made everyone in the cave feel particularly oppressed.

"Zhenzhen, this poor monk will send you to the afterlife!" The little monk roared and then punched directly at Hu Xiangzhen.

Hu Xiangzhen slapped her storage bag, and a seemingly ancient shield appeared in front of her.

The little monk's punch hit the shield, which instantly shattered, and his fist penetrated the shield and hit Hu Xiangzhen.

Hu Xiangzhen flew out like a broken kite and landed heavily on the ground.

Just as everyone thought she was finished, she quickly flipped over, and a talisman appeared in her hand. She slapped it on her forehead, and her body became blurry, disappearing instantly.

Seeing this, Lin Haoming was surprised. It was not because Hu Xiangzhen had an excellent escape talisman, but because she had taken a hit from the little monk and was not seriously injured.

Although the little monk had shattered the shield before hitting her, the power was still considerable, showing that she was indeed not simple to become a leader of a sect.

However, the next thing was a bit troublesome. As Hu Xiangzhen ran, the little monk immediately focused on Lin Haoming and the other two.

The little monk did not waste any time, and in a flash, he was in front of Wu Hongfei.

He had already figured out that among the three, Wu Hongfei was the strongest.

Wu Hongfei was no longer as arrogant as before, and he directly swung his large sword at the little monk.

This time, the little monk did not even use his prayer beads, but instead punched the large sword with both fists.

The sword and fist collided, and the little monk took a step back, while Wu Hongfei was thrown back over ten yards, finally crashing into the rock wall. Although his large sword did not fall from his hand, his hand was shaking badly.

"Are you not going to attack together!" Wu Hongfei, no longer caring, shouted at Lin Haoming and Wang Chen.

Wang Chen had just recovered from the mental shock and looked at Lin Haoming in confusion.

Lin Haoming immediately activated the mother-and-son swords and slashed at the little monk.

The little monk did not retreat from Lin Haoming's mother-and-son swords but flashed again, appearing in front of Wu Hongfei.

Wu Hongfei dodged, and the little monk's punch hit the rock wall, causing a large piece to collapse.

At this moment, Lin Haoming's mother-and-son swords also hit the little monk, but this mid-grade magical artifact was like scratching the little monk, having no effect.

The little monk just glanced at Lin Haoming, gave him a strange smile, and then pounced on Wu Hongfei again.

Wu Hongfei directly spat a mouthful of essence blood onto his large sword, which instantly transformed into nine swords, stabbing at the little monk's vital points.

The little monk roared and a layer of white light enveloped his body. He ignored the flying swords and continued to attack Wu Hongfei.

Wu Hongfei, clearly not expecting the little monk to ignore his attacks, showed a hint of fear in his eyes. Taking advantage of the little monk's attack, he immediately took out a talisman. The talisman had a small sword drawn on it. After spitting another mouthful of essence blood onto the talisman, it flashed with light and transformed into a large sword in Wu Hongfei's hand.

"Symbolic Treasure!" The little monk's eyes finally showed caution.

His body, which had already reached Wu Hongfei, suddenly moved away, his eyes fixed on the glowing sword, thinking about how to deal with it.

Seeing the little monk's reaction, Wu Hongfei immediately raised his sword and attacked.

This time, the little monk did not dare to be overconfident. The prayer beads he had been using wrapped around his hand, and he punched directly at the large sword transformed from the symbolic treasure.

Seeing this, Lin Haoming was also startled. He knew the power of the symbolic treasure well, and the little monk was too overconfident, daring to face the sword transformed from the symbolic treasure. Was he not afraid that his fist would be split open?