Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 200 Fourteen Kills in a Row
At the first sight of the young man, Fang Qiansheng felt an invisible pressure and a tyrannical aura that sealed the surrounding space, and then, his pupils were filled with blood rain and fallen corpses Filled, the unparalleled light of the knife even made him forget his fear, and the blood in his body boiled with the bright rays of light.

The boy was Mo Lin.

He followed Ghost Wolf to the hillside, saw Fang Qiansheng and others being besieged, and heard the conversation between them. Originally, seeing the huge gap between the two sides, Mo Lin thought that even if Fang Qiansheng was not Ghost Wolf's opponent , at least he could fight for both sides, but the result disappointed him greatly.

Facing 10 killers whose cultivation level was higher than his own, the students of Fengshen Academy who were three times as many as the opponents instantly lost their positions. Not only could they not effectively concentrate their strength to defeat them one by one, even the most basic offensive and defensive strategies were useless. No, this battle was a mess and it was horrible. Everyone fought hard with blood and courage, so that the bloody battle, which could last at least half an hour, only lasted less than [-] minutes, and fell to the situation where the entire army was wiped out.

There is a reason why Mo Lin didn't make a hasty move. He is not a reckless person. Apart from observing the opponent's strength cards, he also hopes that Fang Qiansheng can command the freshmen to cut the killer team into several pieces, so that he can take the opportunity to strike. After all , no matter how confident Mo Lin was, he would not be foolish enough to think that he could confront thirty fifth-level martial artists head-on, not to mention, the other party also had ghost wolves at the seventh-level Soul Yuan Realm and two killer leaders at the peak of the sixth-level .

However, Merlin was disappointed.

He witnessed the scene where Fang Qiansheng failed to escape in the end, and knew that if he didn't take action again, once Fang Qiansheng, the only one who could barely hold back the ghost wolf, was killed, the remaining mob would never have the strength to recover.

Facing the dark hall killer who had slaughtered countless fellow disciples, Mo Lin's attack was the most ruthless killing move.

His seemingly unskilled swordsmanship actually incorporates the essence of armor-piercing and stabbing in the sword-drawing and dragon-elephant swordsmanship. With the crazily flowing Yin and Yang martial arts in his body, his perception soars rapidly, and the ubiquitous sword intent Once released for a while, it can lock the target in any possible dodging direction. The power of the spiritual weapon of the machete is supported by the thick soul essence in the twelve meridians, like a huge wave piercing through the sky, and the turbulent waves hit the shore. With a knife that was hard to block, he easily split these killers with only the strength of a fifth-level martial artist into two, stepped into the void, and killed with one step, successfully attracting everyone's attention to himself.

Mo Lin's sword was like lightning, and the astonishment of the killers just gave him the best chance to kill. The death of the nine companions made the remaining killers finally realize the threat. The hands holding the weapons were sweating coldly. Mo Lin's figure Without the slightest pause, he must kill more people in the shortest time, otherwise, once he is entangled by the opponent's master, every remaining minute and every second will be a devastating disaster for other students .

"let me!"

The leader of the killer who possessed the blood-colored scimitar martial spirit uttered a stern roar, and before others could react, the saber martial spirit whirling above his head whipped up a blood-colored gust of wind and slashed towards Mo Lin.

Mo Lin's eyes were on No.11 killer, the machete in his hand was less than a foot away from his head, facing the attack of the sixth-level martial artist, he had to draw his knife to resist, the two knives collided, blood The scimitar shattered, and Mo Lin was taken a step back. The assassin narrowly escaped death, his back was covered in cold sweat, and he hurriedly used body skills to retreat. However, just as his feet were off the ground, he suddenly appeared in front of him. A slender blue vine pierced his chest like a poisonous snake.

The killer's eyeballs suddenly protruded, and a cold feeling that he had never felt before flooded his whole body in an instant. The soul in his body poured out like a leaking raft. Then, the ivy that pierced him suddenly bent and entangled him. The next moment, he was pulled by the green vines and smashed hard like a meteor hammer towards a companion who was about to charge forward. The companion came down in a hurry and couldn't dodge in time. A sound pierced into his body, and he was also thrown flying.

The leader of the killer who awakened the sword martial soul held a giant crescent-shaped scimitar in his hand. Seeing that Mo Lin was able to kill people under the attack of his martial soul, his pupils twitched violently, and he raised the sword with both hands. The terrifying soul essence spewed out wildly, and a three-meter-long sword glow spewed out from the tip of the knife, and with a violent roar, it slashed towards Mo Lin fiercely.

Mo Lin stepped on the void step and dodged to the side. He didn't take the fierce knife, but directly crashed into the arms of another killer. In the eyes of the other killer, the 58-jin machete It was thrust into his body more than a dozen times at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, and the gushing blood instantly stained the front of his chest red.

After a successful blow, Mo Lin didn't stop at the slightest, and the Ivy Spirit was released again, wrapping around the legs of another assassin, and the moment he was hasty to deal with the spirit, the machete slashed on his neck.

puff!
The huge human head rolled to the ground, a gust of wind came from behind, and the scimitar of the leader of the killer arrived again. Mo Lin didn't turn his head back, and disappeared in place again as if he had eyes behind him, and appeared in the next killer in front of.

The killer had been prepared for a long time. His Wuhun was a pair of dark blue scissors. When he saw Mo Lin approaching, the sharp scissors blade opened fiercely, and cut Mo Lin's waist fiercely. However, just as he He watched helplessly as the scissors had already cut Mo Lin, but the sure blow missed. Then, there was a stabbing pain that had never been felt in his lower back, and the time in front of him quickly turned into black and white. At the last moment, what I heard was the sound of sharp blades rubbing against flesh and blood, but the last consciousness before death was full of doubts and puzzles.

"Why, how could he appear behind me!"

Mo Lin, who had comprehended the second-level saber intent, with the cooperation of Void Step, carried out a unilateral massacre like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep. In less than half a minute, fourteen killers died in front of him. under the knife.

It wasn't until this time that the remaining students reacted from the panic. They finally realized what the scene in front of them meant. The surprise of escaping from the dead quickly occupied their souls, and each of them released their soul essence and martial soul. , Roaring excitedly, launched a counterattack to the nearest killer.

The advantage of numbers played a role again at this moment. Hearing the crazy shouts from around, Mo Lin breathed a sigh of relief. His series of shots seemed easy, but in fact he raised his speed and strength to the limit. His highly tense muscles and The gushing soul energy was consuming his physical strength at a high speed. When he killed another killer, the leader of the killer who possessed the sword martial spirit finally captured his movement trajectory, and the lightning raid tactics came to an end.

(End of this chapter)