Great Swordsman

Chapter 232 Fighting Nanshan Hou Again (for Subscription)
"Magistrate Li, what's the matter, is it the Marquis of Nanshan?" Lin Zhihe saw Li Mu's expression changed drastically, and he approached Li Mu immediately, fearing that something might happen.

"Lord Sheriff, the reason why the person who assassinated you disguised himself as Zhao Binhong was to lure us into the death pit!" Li Mu said in a deep voice.

Lin Zhihe's expression also changed: "To lure us down...could it be to borrow a knife to kill someone?"

Borrowing Nanshanhou's knife to kill them here?

"I can't rule out this possibility, but..." Li Mu turned his head to look at the three judges and the two clerks behind him, with suspicion in his eyes: the other party's purpose may also be to send someone safely into the death pit.

But no matter which one it is, it must be related to Nanshan Hou!
"Magistrate Lin, County Magistrate Li, what shall we do now?" A judge asked nervously.

"Leave the dead man's pit immediately!" Li Mu stood up against the wind.

As soon as he moved, the National Movement mask around the official seal also moved.

The remaining six people including Lin Zhihe, if they have different ideas, they will definitely take action!

Li Mu looked at them warily.

However, Li Mu realized that he was thinking too much. When he rose against the wind, Lin Zhihe and the others couldn't wait to follow without any hesitation!
Judging by their looks, if they didn't need the protection of the national luck mask, they would have left the dead man's pit long ago!

Did I guess wrong, the mastermind behind the scenes really just wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone?
Never mind, let's leave here first... Li Mu just had this thought in his mind, when he sensed an undercurrent in the depths of the ghost fog approaching at a terrifying speed!

Roar……

At the same time, a low and hoarse roar came from the depths of the ghost fog.

Marquis of Nanshan! !

Li Mu's pupils shrank. Although he hadn't seen Nanshanhou for more than half a year, Li Mu still remembered the other party's roar!

"Magistrate Li, this voice, this voice..." Lin Zhihe's face suddenly turned pale!

"It's the Marquis of Nanshan! His target is the two of us, Lord Sheriff, you..." Li Mu looked at his 'vulnerable' wounded body, his eyes flashed, and said: "We are divided into two groups, Lord Sheriff Take them first, and I'll be the last!"

"Magistrate Li, take care!!" Lin Zhihe glanced at him gratefully, then without a word, took out his seal of the county magistrate, activated the mask of national luck, and left with his judge and secretary Yufeng.

"Going fast." Li Mu looked up and watched them disappear into the thick ghost fog, his eyes flickering.

Just as they were about to leave, the Marquis of Nanshan arrived, and Li Mu had to suspect that there was something tricky about it!
Therefore, he deliberately proposed to divide the army into two groups!

It seems that after being left here, he has to face the Marquis of Nanshan alone, which is extremely dangerous, but it is not the case, because at the moment, he is alone and can leave whenever he wants, without being dragged down by anyone, which is safer than before!

What is really dangerous is Lin Zhihe and his party!

Don't forget, when they just came down, they encountered more than ten ghost pythons, a decapitated ghost, and a starving ghost, no matter which ones they were, they couldn't be resisted by Lin Zhihe's national fortune mask inspired by his broken body !
Without Li Mu, how can they resist these vicious ghosts?
At that time, in the face of life and death, those with ulterior motives will definitely show their feet!

If Li Mu's guess is wrong, there is no 'werewolf' among these people, and he has a clear conscience!

Because, Li Mu left the most dangerous thing to himself!
He held the seven-star ryongyon tightly, looked into the depths of the ghost fog, and waited for it.

The black mist surged there, and at a certain moment, a shriveled arm suddenly came out of the ghost fog, carrying a gloomy ghostly aura, and slammed into the National Fortune mask like lightning and flint.

boom! !

Amidst the roar, a golden ripple rippled from the National Luck Mask to the surroundings, and the ghost fog was swayed away by the ripple. After more than half a year, Nanshan Hou finally appeared in front of Li Mu again!
Nanshan Hou was still shriveled like wood, with a dark complexion, wearing a black python robe, holding eight python whips, and his facial features were as deep as an ax chiseled. Although they were like clay sculptures, they were even more ferocious.

Especially a pair of black pupils, like Jiuyou who devours everything, seems to be able to suck in people's souls.

Li Mu looked directly into His pupils, and saw his own figure clearly reflected under these black pupils.

"Roar!" Hou Nanshan let out a low growl, with two sharp fangs protruding from the corners of his mouth. His right hand moved slightly, and the eight python whips appeared like a thunderbolt, and they hit the national fortune mask with a bang.

Cracks are instantly densely covered on the Guoyun mask!
"Reunion after a long absence, is this how you greet?" Li Mu decided to teach him to be a man!
The sword opens the gate of heaven!

Li Mu slashed down with his sword, and the green-gold sword glow rose against the storm, turning into more than forty meters in a blink of an eye, and descending on Nanshanhou's head suddenly.

As the air surged, Nan Shanhou's withered black hair danced wildly in the air, and his python robe fluttered around.

He raised his head slightly, and his ferocious face was even more mysterious under the light of the green-gold sword.

"Roar……"

He opened his mouth and spewed out a jet of black air. The black air was entwined like a ghost, spinning and churning at high speed in the air, turning into a giant net, and engulfing the sword glow.

As soon as the Qingjin Jianmang came into contact with the Ghost Net Pu, it would sizzling and bursting, like water meeting boiling oil, emitting stench and black smoke continuously, filling the surrounding area.

"Ghost?" Li Mu recognized the source of this black energy.

"Roar!" At this time, Nan Shanhou let out a low growl, turned into an afterimage, bypassed the sword glow ghost net in an instant, and appeared in front of Li Mu.

Snapped!
With a shake of his long arm, Nan Shanhou brandished the Eight Python Whip, madly attacking the mask of the National Games!
The eight-python whip appears and disappears, coming and going without a trace, as fast as lightning, and extremely difficult to defend against. In particular, there is a hidden sharp blade in the whip, which will appear when the whip swings at a certain speed, making the whip, which is already impossible to guard against, even more dangerous. fierce!

Bang bang bang bang... In just a short moment, Marquis Nanshan had already swung a hundred and eighty lashes, cracking every inch of the national luck mask!

"Interesting!" Li Mu discovered that Nanshan Hou seemed to be born with spiritual wisdom, and he knew how to exploit his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, and attacked his national luck mask first.

However, this was of no use. Li Mu unhurriedly poured spiritual power into the official seal, and opened a national fortune mask that only protected him three inches, blocking the ghost fog here.

"Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky..." With a swipe of Li Mu's long sword, the sword formula of "Will Enter the Wine" is like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, pouring madly towards Nanshanhou!

Not to be outdone, Nanshan Hou danced with eight python whips in an airtight manner. For a moment, sword lights flew in the ghost fog, the shadow of the whip was like a forest, and the surging energy ripples turned into air waves, sweeping all directions!

"Back then, we were one against five, and we lost our temper when we beat each other. Now I have one person and one sword, and you can't scream. Are you angry?" Li Mu challenged.

"Roar!!" Nanshanhou was furious when he heard the words, and the eight pythons danced even faster!
"You can understand human speech!" Li Mu's eyes lit up.

……

In the dim mask of the national fortune, Lin Zhihe took three judges and two recorders to speed up the wind.

But the pitch-black ghost fog not only affected their sight, but also shackled them like a swamp!

"Master Sheriff, hurry up, hurry up!"

"If County Magistrate Li can't resist, I'll wait, I'll wait..."

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have followed the adults down."

"That's right, Commander Zhao is clearly dead. If Master Lin hadn't insisted on coming down to check his body, he wouldn't have ended up in such a land."

In the face of life and death, the judge and the recorder seemed a little resentful.

"If you don't want to die, shut up to the sheriff!" Lin Zhihe said angrily, "This sheriff is being used too! Hmph! Don't let the sheriff find out who is behind the scenes, otherwise, we must let him know who is behind the scenes!" There is no place for him to die!!"

"Lord Lin, be careful on the left side!!" a judge yelled in horror.

Lin Zhihe turned his head, his expression changed drastically.

In the depths of the ghost fog on the left, an evil ghost with a shriveled belly floated like a ghost, and the sharp ghost claws in his hands shook in the air like a branch. Finally, with a puff, he pierced through the mask of national luck and brought a judge to life. Catch dead and hook it out!

And then... fill up!
"Hurry up!!"

The sound of chewing flesh and blood made Lin Zhihe tremble with fear. He didn't have the slightest plan to fight this starving ghost at the moment. He crazily activated the national fortune in the official seal, and flew upwards against the wind with all his might.

The faces of the judges and recorders next to him became paler and paler. They followed Lin Zhihe closely, and even gave each other their own spiritual strength to help him stabilize the national destiny mask.

But before going up far, the starving ghost rushed up again, and the ghost claw easily pierced into the national luck mask, and grabbed another judge and a recorder.

After they were full, the starving ghost finally let them go!

"Bastard! When the county guard succeeds in cultivation in the future, this starving ghost must pay the price!!" After Lin Zhihe cursed in a low voice, he hurriedly took the only remaining judge and recorder with him. go up.

But this time, they met the decapitated ghost again!
The National Luck mask in the ghost fog is like a firefly in the dark night, it is so eye-catching in the perception of the decapitated ghost, he ran rampant and ran over without hesitation.

boom! ! !
Amidst the roaring sound, the mask of the national fortune was cracked inch by inch by him, and his castration continued unabated, hitting the recorder next to Lin Zhihe 'unrecognizable'!
In the next moment, the head of the clerk fell off his neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain!
"Xiao Lin!!" The judge had a good relationship with this secretary, and when he saw his companion die, he was filled with grief and fear, but asking him to take revenge...he could do nothing!

"The majesty is full, and the world is open..." Lin Zhihe felt the bloody coldness on his face, and he was also terrified, but he was also the governor of a county after all, and he had seen the world. Chanting "Hao Ran Fu", while pouring spiritual power into the official seal, re-activating the mask of national destiny and resisting ghost fog.

Then, he quickly flew upwards.

In the next moment, the national fate mask was shattered again, and this time, the neck of the remaining judge beside Lin Zhihe was also broken.

"Is the sky going to kill me?!" Lin Zhihe burst into tears, he desperately squeezed the spiritual power in his body, activated the national destiny mask in the official seal, and flew up again.

This time, the decapitated ghost finally didn't pester him anymore!
Lin Zhihe was both surprised and delighted, because the golden light film where the seal was located had arrived.

As long as he leaves the light film, he is safe!

But in the next moment, his pupils shrank, because under the light film, more than ten ghost pythons were densely circling there, and it was as difficult as going to the sky to pass!
How can this be so? !
Do not!
This county guard is very lucky, how can a mere ghost python stop me! !

He rushed forward with a roar, the breath of national fortune alarmed the ghost python, and more than ten ghost pythons frantically killed like sharks smelling blood.

The ghost python entangled the National Luck mask, and then twisted lightly, and the National Luck mask fell apart!
It is true that Lin Zhihe has not recovered from his serious injuries, and has been consumed by starving ghosts and beheaded ghosts one after another. Now, he is at the end of his strength, how can he bear the ravages of more than a dozen ghost pythons?
"My life is over!!" Lin Zhihe burst into tears.

……

The bottom of the dead man's pit.

The fierce battle between Li Mu and Nanshan Hou became more and more intense, terrifying ripples kept shaking the pit walls on both sides, knocking down a large number of fragmented rocks and flaky sharp rock walls, and there were even people...

Ok?
people? !

Li Mu shook Nan Shanhou away with a sword, looked sideways, and found that the thing was really a human being, but it had been eaten up by the evil spirits, leaving only the skin.

Looking at his official uniform, he should be a judge.

Immediately afterwards, two more mummies fell down, one for the judge and the other for the recorder.

Not long after, two more heads rolled down, it was another judge and recorder.

So far, of the six people who went up, only the county guard Lin Zhihe remained!

"Could it be that Lin Zhihe is playing tricks behind his back?" Li Mulue was distracted, and the Nanshanhou's offensive was like a river pouring backwards, and countless ghost whips rushed towards him like mountains and mountains.

Li Mu was furious, he quickly mobilized the aura of heaven and earth in his body, and poured it into Qixing Longyuan continuously. At the same time, he urged Jiansha and Earthhuosha, and the next moment, Qixinglongyuan emitted a three-color sword glow of green, gold and red!
The sword light exudes unparalleled sharpness, more majestic righteousness and a scorching sun-like aura!

"Drink to you!" Li Mu swiped out his sword, and the three-color sword light erupted like a volcano, surging away all the ghost whips around him, and slashed towards Nanshanhou like a dead man.

"Roar!!" Nan Shanhou retreated extremely quickly, his afterimage was like a ghost, moving left and right, but the three-color sword glow was like a maggot on a tarsus bone, tightly entangled behind him.

Nan Shanhou realized that he couldn't dodge it, and at the very moment of his death, he swung the Eight Python Whip to the depths of the ghost fog.

In the next moment, the bottom of the dead man's pit felt like an earthquake, and the entire ghost fog seemed to be stirred by the eight python whips, spinning violently.

"Hoohooho!!"

Amidst the roar, Nanshan Hou grabbed the eight python's whip with great difficulty, as if he was pulling a willow upside down. In the end, he successfully pulled out the eight python's whip. At this time, the eight python's whip also seemed to have mutated, and the slender body of the whip turned into a A [-]-meter-long thick ghost dragon struggling constantly!
The ghost dragon screamed and slammed into the air between the two walls of the dead man's pit, and the sharp ghost horns on the top of its head poked the pit wall full of holes!

boom……

Finally, the three-color sword light collided with the ghost flood, bursting out terrifying energy ripples, sweeping all directions!
……

Under the golden light film.

More than ten ghost pythons entangled and killed Lin Zhihe, and were about to devour him, a terrifying air wave suddenly swept from below, like a gust of wind passing through, blowing away the dozen ghost pythons and Lin Zhihe. To the golden light film.

"Roar!!"

The ghost pythons were unable to break through the seal, and were firmly pressed under the golden light film by the air waves. The python body condensed by the ghost fog on their bodies was even corroded by the national luck in the golden light film.

However, Lin Zhihe pierced through the golden light film at once.

When he opened his eyes again and saw the blue sky outside, his eyes were instantly... moist!

"My god, my county guard, this county guard is indeed a man with great luck!!" Lin Zhihe was inexplicably excited, and then he found himself falling, and below, there was a death pit.

not good!

Lin Zhihe hurriedly used the poor spiritual power left in his body, and glided aside in Yufeng.

"Ah, it's Master Lin!"

"Master Lin is back!"

"No, why is Mr. Lin the only one who came back?"

"Every judge, recorder, and, where is the Sect Master of Jianzong?"

"not……"

Lin Zhihe's subordinates surrounded him nervously.

"Shut up! The governor of the county adjusts his breath for a while, and you are guarding by the side, and you must not leave!" Lin Zhihe narrowly escaped, with a thousand words in his heart, but the most urgent thing is to stabilize his injuries!
He took out the panacea from his bosom, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

"This..." The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, and could only guard from the sidelines.

(End of this chapter)