Chapter 182: The Ice Scale Halberd Shatters, Fighting to the End [4000 words]

This was the first time Song Lin actually faced the magician.

A pressure as if facing the heaven, earth, mountains and seas came over me.

If Yang Tianrui represents the most unrestrained energy between heaven and earth, then the magician is the heavenly way that dominates everything.

In front of it, he seemed to have met his nemesis and could not muster the courage to fight.

This is the Demon Lord's natural suppression of the demon species.

If Song Lin is 'Yang Tianrui' or Xuanlinniao or Han Qing, of course this would be the case.

But he is not.

So, he used up all his strength and finally stopped the magician.

"interesting."

A strange light flashed in the magician's eyes. He stared at Song Lin for a long while before saying, "He—will not succeed."

Song Lin shook his head: "How do you know it won't work if you haven't tried it?"

The magician pointed his hand to the ground.

He said calmly: "With its existence, no God's Palace is allowed to appear here."

Song Lin said: "Since you know this, why do you still want to condense the golden body?"

Of course Song Lin knew.

What is the 'it' the magician is talking about?

But he didn't believe this either.

According to the legend, the magician and Ye Qingyun clearly broke through their limits in Shen Jian Yuan. And one thousand five hundred years later, I, with the help of the power of heaven and earth, also ascended to heaven from Lei Yin in one step above Qinghe.

Completed the feat of condensing the golden body.

"You are indeed extraordinary."

The magician looked at Song Lin, a smile flashing in his eyes.

The two of them were talking in riddles, leaving everyone confused.

buzz-

The two swords, Tianlin and Tayan, attacked again from mid-air.

During the time of conversation with Song Lin, the magician was getting closer and closer to the deep pit.

boom!
The magician still used one punch, an invincible punch, to easily knock the two indestructible swords away.

He walked up to Song Lin.

The tall and majestic figure looked down at the stubborn young boy.

"You, do you really want to stop me?"

"Even if I die, I have no regrets." Song Lin raised the Binglin Halberd.

The dazzling sunlight shone on the Ice Halberd, suddenly emitting a sharp divine light.

Moved.

There was no warning.

The Ice Scale Halberd pierced through the sea breeze and sunlight and stabbed into the magician's heart.

Everyone was in shock.

Twenty years later.

This is the second person in the world who dares to attack the magician!

"Not bad!"

A sound like admiration or a sigh.

The magician threw a punch that was ordinary, yet seemed to contain the world's magic and truth.

Like the wisdom in the ordinary, it flashes a ray of light in the minds of people.

Boom~~
A loud thunder sounded between the sea and the sky.

The magician's body remained standing.

Song Lin didn't move either.

Even the sand beneath his feet was not shaken at all.

The only one that moves.

It seems that there is only the "wind" in everyone's heart.

this moment.

They only felt that the ice halberd that collided with the magician's invincible fist seemed to collapse downwards a little.

Gala~ Gala~
Cracks appeared on the edge of the ice halberd, and the crystal ice cracks gave people a sense of crushed beauty.

Song Lin lost.

The loss was deserved and it was a complete defeat.

The power of the magician's punch was not even transmitted to his body or the ground under his feet, but was only concentrated on the Ice Scale Halberd.

With the power of flesh and blood.

With one punch, he shattered the magic weapon that was carefully crafted with the strength of the entire Baijian Mountain Village.

It fully demonstrates his exquisite control over his strength.

This punch.

Song Lin accepted his defeat with all his heart.

"Step aside."

The magician took a step forward.

"impossible."

Song Lin stared blankly at the cracked Ice Scale Halberd, still standing there stubbornly.

"Do you really think that I won't kill you?" A hint of impatience finally appeared in the magician's eyes.

The three ultimate demon species.

It's just one of his paths to heaven.

It just so happens that this most outstanding demon species is also the one he likes the most, but also the one he hates the most.

The life of a magician.

The greatest enjoyment in playing with the world and people's hearts is to make those with arrogant hearts willingly submit to him and to twist their hearts bit by bit.

It's like a fragile thing that is easily destroyed.

It's just a plaything in his hands.

It is the magician's pleasure to watch such an outstanding person sink and struggle step by step under his arrangement.

to some extent.

He is alone.

Aren’t invincible people all lonely?
But this Yang Tianrui... he couldn't see through him.

So, he doesn't like it.

For those who don't like it.

Even if it means the destruction of the three ultimate demon species, he will not hesitate.

"Then you kill me."

Song Lin raised his head and looked directly into the magician's eyes, with a hint of expectation flashing in his eyes.

"Humph!"

The magician's face darkened.

The high-ranking members of the Tiandi Alliance who were familiar with him all knew that once the magician's face changed color, something big would happen.

At this moment.

One, two, three... four figures stood beside Song Lin.

An old swordsman from Baijian Mountain.

Li Yixiu's only good friend Wan Zongsheng.

Song Lin’s first master was Chu Kuangsan.

Han Qing, one of the three ultimate demon species.

They stood by Song Lin and became his strong backing.

"If you want to get over there, you have to step over our corpses first." The old swordsman had a grim expression and a determined look in his eyes.

The other three did not speak and stood aside silently.

"Okay! I'll help you."

The magician suddenly laughed.

With one punch, clouds surged from heaven and earth.

Song Lin was the first to be hit. He struck out with his halberd, causing the Ice Scale Halberd to shatter into countless cracks, and his body fell heavily into the deep pit.

Next came Wan Zongsheng, Chu Kuangsan, and Han Qing.

"Sword—come!" A hint of determination flashed across the old swordsman's eyes.

He pointed with two fingers, and the two swords, Tianlin and Tayan, flew down from the sky, as if they were controlled by a living person, and the swords suddenly shone brightly.

boom!
One punch.

The old swordsman trembled all over, and the two swords, Tianlin and Tayan, flew into the sky and fell far away.

"The mantis' arm is like a chariot."

The magician said calmly.

"Hehe~he~~" The old swordsman laughed miserably, and his whole body exploded, turning into pieces of flesh and blood all over the sky, splashing all over Song Lin.

"Seventh Uncle." He was suddenly stunned.

Suddenly.

A pair of strange eyes opened from the bottom of the pit.

The backflow of sea water suddenly reversed.

Li Yixiu slowly raised the Halberd of Time, his body seemed to be bearing a mountain weighing thousands of pounds. It was difficult and slow, but it gave people a sense of heavy pressure.

A stunning blow.

It's been brewing for so long, and it's finally here!

"Brother Li, I'm here to help you!" Wan Zongsheng was overjoyed when he saw this. He was the only one still standing in the field.

"it is good."

Li Yixiu nodded, "Wan Zong, help me hold on for a while."

"rest assured!"

Wan Zongsheng laughed loudly, pulled out the soft sword from his waist, shook the sword, and stabbed it straight into Li Yixiu's lower back.

"Uh……"

Li Yixiu stood there in a daze, and the aura condensed around his body suddenly dissipated.

Everyone was stunned with shock.

Even the magician couldn't help but show a hint of anger on his face.

"December 12, meeting the magician."

Wan Zongsheng knelt on one knee and said sincerely, "Please calm down, Master. I am worried about your safety and have no choice but to do this."

"..." This sudden change left even the magician speechless.

December twelfth.

This Wan Zongsheng...is actually the traitor among them!
Song Lin stared at the soft sword in his hand.

It's him.

It turns out...he is the clown god who wields a soft sword in Luofeng Gorge.

Zhao Tianya was just taking the blame for him.

What Tianxia Sword Sect... turns out it has long been a running dog of Tiandi Alliance!
"Hahaha, hahahaha" suddenly there was a burst of miserable laughter.

Li Yixiu lay on the ground, without any strength left in his body.

Looking at Wan Zongsheng, he murmured in a low voice, "What brother? What life and death never abandon? It turns out that you were all lying to me... It turns out that you never considered me a brother at all."

Countless angry eyes were cast towards Wan Zongsheng.

He betrayed everyone.

December 12, has been hiding in Baijian Mountain.

No wonder the Tiandi Alliance found the Xianlong Island so easily. It turned out that he was the one behind all this.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Wan Zongsheng remained calm and said calmly: "The Heaven and Earth Alliance is the general trend. If you were me, I would know what to choose. Besides, it's not me who betrayed you. Don't you think so...Brother Chu?"

“……” Chu Kuangsan stood there in a daze, his face pale.

"Master Chu, you..."

The remaining disciples of Baijian Mountain looked at Chu Kuangsan in disbelief.

He... is also a member of the Tiandi Alliance?
"I didn't... I didn't betray you all." Chu Kuangsan couldn't face such a look and stepped back.

"traitor!"

"brute!"

"not human!"

"You deserve to die!"

The last few disciples of Baijian Mountain couldn't help but curse.

“No, I didn’t… I really did…” Chu Kuangsan held his head and pulled out strands of hair.

"On the third day of March, you haven't returned yet."

The magician had calmed down and said calmly.

Let Li Yixiu be ruined.

It's just one less fun toy.

Wan Zongsheng's move was a great effort to turn the tide, so he couldn't blame him in front of everyone.

"I……"

Chu Kuangsan hung his head in despair, his messy hair covering his face.

finally.

Get down on one knee.

"I will return to my post on the third day of March."

"Okay, hahahahaha"

The magician laughed loudly towards the sky.

The laughter suddenly stopped, and he looked at the silent Song Lin, "Now, are you willing to admit defeat?"

That condescending attitude.

The sense of superiority that seemed to crush the boy's self-confidence bit by bit like a millstone.

Bang bang bang~~
Wan Zongsheng flashed past and killed the last few disciples of Baijian Mountain.

then.

Together with the magician, they looked at Song Lin coldly.

just now.

He is the only one left in Baijian Mountain.

Song Lin remained silent.

A pair of eyes stared fixedly at Chu Kuangsan, his first master.

The third day of March is the day of the madman Chu.

Shouldn't he have thought of this earlier?

These people are really hiding deep!
Mu Xiyi, the first day of the first lunar month.

Chu Kuang San, the third day of March.

Wan Zong was born on December 12th.

The entire world seemed to have turned into a big net, waiting for them to fall into it.

Lost.

They had already lost.

The previous Tiandi Alliance didn't play seriously with them at all.

Otherwise, with these three people as accomplices, the Chivalrous Alliance would have no chance of rising.

Can be biased.

The magician, however, has been playing with them like a cat playing with a mouse until now.

What he wants to conquer is not the people in the world, but the hearts of the people in the entire world.

This is the magician.

The invincible magician.

In this most glorious era, it is also the darkest era.

There is destined to be only one person in the world who can deal with him.

Song Lin half fell to the ground, looking up at the sky, "Will he... come?"

for a long time.

The sea is calm.

The person who was deceiving did not show up.

The light in Song Lin's eyes gradually dimmed.

It's over.

This life.

Then let’s do it a little more vigorously.

Song Lin supported himself on the ground with one hand and leaned on the Ice Scale Halberd that was on the verge of breaking with the other hand, and staggered to his feet.

Towards the magician.

Once again... raised his weapon.

He hasn't given up yet?
No.

He wanted to die.

Even if it means death, he will fight against fate.

The three ultimate demon species?

As long as he still has a trace of his own will, he will never let the magician succeed. He is not Yang Tianrui, the third-level magic species, he is - Song Lin!
"Don't force yourself." A voice sounded in my ear.

It’s Han Qing.

Just as Song Lin was about to make a move, a hand suddenly touched his back.

All the strength in my body suddenly disappeared.

Song Lin stiffened his neck and slowly turned his head.

His eyes met a pair of evil eyes.

"I'm sorry." A very low sigh, so low that it seemed only the two of them could hear it.

sorry?
Song Lin looked at Han Qing indifferently.

last of the last.

Even Han Qing betrayed him. The evil thoughts devoured his heart. From an immortal fetus to a demon seed, he could not escape the cage of fate.

last of the last.

They only have Li Yixiu and...

"Report!"

A member of the Tiandi Alliance came running over and knelt on one knee.

"Reporting to the Demon Master, everyone on and off Baijian Mountain has been killed. This is the last one..."

Bang~~
He threw a head on the ground.

The head rolled to the ground and rolled to Song Lin's feet in the yellow sand.

A pair of unwilling and desperate eyes met his.

Song Lin was shocked and stood there in a daze.

Han Qing beside him also trembled slightly, and his pair of dark eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Lu Wanqi.

In Han Qing's eyes, she was the most gentle woman in the world. He remembered that during the days in Baijian Mountain, she always treated him like a son, and he also treated her like a...

"You, killed her?" Han Qing said.

"it's not true."

The man bowed his head and said respectfully: "The disciples of Baijian Mountain have been protecting this woman, young and old... until the last one fell. The magic master said that women and children should not be killed."

"She refused to surrender, so she... committed suicide with a sword."

"She was a strong-willed woman. Let her be buried properly." The magician said calmly.

"Yes."

Bang~~
Song Lin fell backwards and fell into the yellow sand.

Looking at the sky, I suddenly felt that underneath the azure blue was endless darkness.

He closed his eyes.

I still feel that darkness lingering.

"I have passed by the falling geese and the bamboos, and watched the moon rise and the sun set... You said that one day you would become famous and realize your ambitions..." There seemed to be singing coming from the distance, but he could no longer hear it.

Heartless, Oblivion, Unparalleled...

Killing the body, the heart silkworm, the way back home...

so tired.

I really want to let go of everything and have a peaceful sleep.

The courage that he had gained from his foolish life seemed to be insufficient to support the despair of this life...

On the beach under the sun, a figure walked leisurely. He held a sword in his hand, stepped on the rising and falling waves, and his footsteps were light, as ordinary as a wanderer wandering outside the rivers and lakes.

The magician slowly turned around and faced the man.

His expression was solemn as never before.

(End of this chapter)