Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 30
Until now, the Suzerain has not said a word, which means that the matter has not reached the point of irreversibility.

However, at this time Huangfutian was still immersed in the shock and surprise of the seven bells chiming in unison, how could he care about the life and death of an outer disciple, and even had a faint smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, in Mo Lin's eyes, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he mistakenly thought it was ignoring and mocking him.

"Without strong strength and talent, even one's life is not one's own. This is the cruel reality."

However, although Mo Lin was disappointed, he was not in despair. He still had the message jade slip from the old woman in gray in his arms, so he could only invite her out of the mountain as a last resort.

"Boy, did you hear what the elder said? Are you doing it yourself? Or let me cut off your arm myself?"

Zhang Jun's excited eyes lit up. He and Mo Lin have known each other for a long time. He knows that he is the son of the head of the Mo family. Godsend.

Mo Lin knew the grievances between the two villages, seeing Zhang Jun's complacent face and fierce eyes, how could he fail to see his thoughts?
"Just you?"

Mo Lin slowly pulled out the slashed fine iron knife, "I'm afraid it's not enough!"

"Yo, waste, you still want to resist?" Zhang Jun laughed strangely, "Then I will abolish you with my own hands! Hurricane Slash!"

Letting Mo Lin cripple his arm was simply Zhang Jun's intention to mock him. Seeing Mo Lin pull out his sword, he let out a yell, and the long sword on his body was also unsheathed. A hurricane suddenly blew in front of him, and his body seemed to be turned into A shadow of dust appeared, and rushed out.

"So fast!"

"This is lightness kung fu, Feng Chen Jue! He has actually practiced to the Dzogchen realm where his body turns into dust!"

"As expected of the No.13 master in the outer sect, Mo Lin is finished!"

People around screamed.

What Zhang Jun awakened was the Wind Martial Soul, which was already good at speed, coupled with the Lightness Kungfu and Fengchen Art, no one was faster than him in the entire outer sect, in order to destroy Mo Lin with one blow, he would I used all my strength.

As for Mo Lin, a former genius, he later became a veritable waste because he didn't awaken his martial soul, and then he came across some kind of opportunity and awakened the plant martial soul called the waste martial soul, which is also the laughing stock of others. The Unfeeling Sect with thousands of members has long been forgotten.

In the eyes of others, his battle with Zhang Jun was like a flashback, the last trembling before he died.is that useful?

Mo Lin still stood where he was, his body was as incomprehensible as a mountain, and his hand holding the knife was as steady as a rock. Many people thought he was frightened by Zhang Jun's invisible and invisible speed, but only he knew that every move Zhang Jun made No details escaped his eyes!

In Mo Lin's line of sight, Zhang Jun's figure was extremely clear. He could even feel the trajectory of the opponent's long knife and the direction of the slash. The circles of dust waves were like the halo reflected by the soul refining clock. But the speed was too slow. In an instant, Mo Lin felt that he had at least seventeen ways to decipher Zhang Jun's single strike, and eight moves that could kill him with one blow. To the point of death, thinking of this, Mo Lin's five fingers suddenly closed, and he slashed into the air...

……

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The strong wind blew Mo Lin's long black hair, making his clothes whirr, Zhang Jun's figure had disappeared, only the sharp knife shadow was like lightning cutting through the void, slashing towards him.

"Merlin's done."

Many disciples could not bear to close their eyes.

However, just as Zhang Jun's long knife was slashing on Mo Lin's arm, a light that was not bright but icy cold slipped past his blade!

The speed of that ray of light seemed to be very slow. When it was swung, it seemed to slowly pull out a layer of light curtain in mid-air. There was also a circle of crimson light and shadow inlaid on the edge of the light curtain, which was gorgeous and dazzling.

But this is not the case, only a very few masters can see that the circle of light and shadow is actually the spark produced by the friction between the blade and the air!
fast!
It has surpassed ordinary people's eyesight to capture the ultimate speed.

Even beyond the conscious reaction of people.

This knife, without rules or rules, broke through the shackles and cages of the laws of space, as if it appeared out of thin air from another world, and cut on Zhang Jun's arm!
There was a soft pop, and a rain of blood sprayed out in midair.

Everyone felt that Mo Lin, who had lost his arm, held the knife in one hand and remained motionless, as if he had turned into a statue.

Zhang Jun, who was opposite him, had a broken right arm, and the arm that fell to the ground was still holding the long knife tightly, and the white bone stubble was exposed in the air.

A shrill scream resounded throughout the Valley of Heartlessness.

Everyone on and off the stage looked at the scene in front of them in shock, even Huangfutian's eyes jumped twice suddenly, with an inconceivable expression on his face.

Zhang Jun, defeated!
The blow with all his strength not only failed to hurt Mo Lin, but his own arm was cut off!
Moreover, only one trick was used before and after!
"How could this happen! Since Mo Lin injured Zhang Jun?"

The people around were trembling, and they couldn't believe their eyes at all.

Especially those disciples who knew that Mo Lin had awakened the plant martial soul secretly regarded him as trash, but it was this trash who cut off Zhang Jun's arm with a single knife, and they didn't even see how Mo Lin made the knife!

However, the outer disciples did not understand, but the inner masters in the field saw it clearly.

Mo Lin's knife was like a dream, and before the knife moved, the celestial vitality in front of him frantically fled to the surroundings, forming a vacuum in the blink of an eye. Said that the space split in front sucked his knife forward, and Zhang Jun's arm just hit the blade directly.

"The knife is not moved, but the mind goes first. What kind of knife technique is this?"

Huangfutian's eyes flickered, recalling the knife just now, it didn't waste a single bit of energy, it didn't bring out terrifying power, and it didn't burst out with sharp knife energy, everything was flowing like clouds and flowing water, it was so natural and perfect, he can conclude, If Mo Lin wants to kill Zhang Jun, he only needs to slightly lower the height of the knife path, this move is enough!
"Is it sword intent?"

As soon as this idea popped up, it was instantly denied by Huangfutian.Mo Lin is only a martial artist in the Pulse Pulse Realm, how could he comprehend the Saber Intent?

Not to mention him, even if it is a martial artist in the Soul Origin Realm, except for a very few amazing geniuses, there are very few people who can cultivate to the realm of 'Intent'.

"Could it be the power of the Martial Soul?"

This is even more impossible, because Mo Lin never released his martial soul from the beginning to the end.

Xiao Aotian is also one of the few masters who can see the mystery of Mo Lin's knife, he frowned slightly, glanced at Mo Jiao, and said: "Is this the trash you mentioned?"

Mo Jiao's face was a bit ugly. She didn't expect Mo Lin to become so powerful. In just a few days, he was two levels higher than the sixth-level martial artist mentioned in his father's letter, but the surprise was only fleeting.

"Even if your cultivation has improved a bit, in my eyes, you are still useless!" Mo Jiao sneered, she has twin martial souls, and now she is a master of the soul realm, no matter how strong Mo Lin is, she still has full confidence in winning.

Zhao Tianya's face was ashen. He thought that Zhang Jun would give him a face, but he was slapped by Mo Lin backhand. He is a narrow-minded person, and he suddenly felt murderous.

Mo Lin didn't look sideways, and stared coldly at Zhang Jun who was kneeling on the ground and howling in pain.

"Abandon me with your own hands? Just rely on you? Are you worthy?"

(End of this chapter)