Guess Lei Zun: I have a tower of magic town

Chapter 191 Killing

Outside the imperial capital, on the top of the Jinyangzong mountain gate, a majestic and indifferent voice surged through the entire mountain gate:
"Pass down the purpose of this patriarchal law, and all disciples will go up the mountain to meet the enemy."

The entire Jinyang Sect was a sensation, and countless disciples rushed to the mountain gate after hearing the news.

From the first step on the mountain to the entrance of the main hall on the top of the mountain, there were disciples of Jin Yangzong.

In the distance, a figure smashed down from the air, and smashed hard in front of the mountain gate of Jin Yangzong.

"boom!"

The ground trembled violently, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

As the smoke and dust dissipated slowly, a young man exuding a strong hostility slowly got up from the pit, staring ahead with a sullen face.

"Lin Mo~"

Many people gritted their teeth and shouted.

Lin Mo brought them too many bad memories.

Lin Mo slowly walked out of the deep pit, looked at the crowd blocking in front, smiled grimly, and said, "Whoever stops me will die."

On the top of the mountain, Nangong Fu's voice rang out: "Kill Lin Mo, and reward three third-rank magic weapons."

Many disciples of the Jinyang Sect showed ferocious and greedy expressions.

A disciple grinned grimly and said, "Brothers, kill him together. Let's see how much spiritual root power he has to fight us."

"kill!"

The disciples of Jin Yangzong flocked to Lin Mo frantically.

Lin Mo slowly drew out his sword and walked towards the rushing crowd.

The sword in the hand of the person at the front pierced Lin Mo's heart.

With a sullen face, Lin Mo slashed forward with the sword in his hand, splitting the man into two bloody halves.

Immediately, the sword swung violently again, and anyone who approached Lin Mo was cut to pieces.

After counting swords, there were more than a dozen corpses lying at Lin Mo's feet in an instant.

The ground was stained red with blood, and Lin Mo's eyes were red, like a hungry wolf going mad.

He stepped on the bright red blood, leaving bright red footprints on the ground.

On the sword, blood dripped drop by drop.

The whole air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The murderous intent on Lin Mo's body continued to permeate, and he moved forward step by step.

Rolling murderous aura frantically rushed forward, and the broken grass and gravel on the ground were driven by his aura and spun around his body crazily.

The disciples of Jin Yangzong were all shocked, and they retreated step by step, not daring to face Lin Mo's sharp edge.

Lin Mo speeded up and strode towards the steps up the mountain.

"Kill!" On the steps, the disciple waved his weapon at Lin Mo, and dozens of sharp edges fell towards Lin Mo.

Thunder exploded from Lin Mo's body, and before the sharp rays fell on Lin Mo, he was smashed to pieces by the raging electric snake.

Lin Mo stepped forward with a sword in his hand, slashing continuously.

The disciples of Jinyangzong who stood in front of him were chopped down like melons and vegetables, and fell to the ground one after another.

"Lin Mo, die!" A man in the middle jumped down obliquely from above Lin Mo, and the long knife in his hand slashed out a sharp edge, as if cutting through the void.

Lin Mo's face was cold, his eyelids slightly lifted, and the sword in his hand swept across.

A beam of sword energy escaped from Lin Mo's sword and disappeared in the void.

Before the middle-aged warrior got close, his body split open suddenly, turning into two pieces in the void.

"Ah~" The two ends fell on the steps, rolled and fell, and let out a shrill scream.

Behind Lin Mo, Han Yunying and a group of people finally arrived.

"Lin Mo~"

"Brother Lin!"

The crowd exclaimed.

Lin Mo didn't say a word, and continued to walk forward with a cold face.

On the top of the mountain, Nangong Fu was dressed in Chinese clothes and a black gold-rimmed cloak, and led a group of people silently watching the battle below.

The faces of the group were extremely gloomy.

This is Lin Mo, the Lin Mo they are familiar with...

Back then, Lin Mo wanted to join their Jin Yangzong, but they refused.

Duanyangzi also threatened that Lin Mo was just a junior, and he would leave as soon as he left.

Who would have thought that in such a short period of time, Lin Mo would dare to take the initiative to step into their mountain peak, and the disciples at the foot of the mountain had no single enemy.

Elder Qiu shouted with a sullen face: "If Bingyun is here, how can he be so rampant?"

At the foot of the mountain, the disciples lay down one by one like cabbages.

More and more corpses piled up on the steps.

Lin Mo stepped on the corpse, on the blood, and the killing continued...

Elder Qiu couldn't stand it anymore, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Sect Master Nangong, if you continue to kill like this, our Jinyang Sect disciples will be extinct."

The complexion of Nenggongfu was gloomy and terrifying, he gritted his teeth and murmured: "Trash, they are all trash, so many people can't even stop Lin Mo, so why should the old man do it himself?"

Finally, an elder couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted in a deep voice, "Let Lin Mo come up."

Nangong Fu glanced at him coldly, but did not continue speaking.

The disciples of the Jinyang Sect below dispersed as if they had received an amnesty, making way for Lin Mo.

They stared at Lin Mo coldly, holding the weapons in their hands tightly.

Lin Mo strode forward and passed through their crowd.

A man in black slammed fiercely, and slashed the long knife in his hand at Lin Mo silently.

Lin Mo cut off the opponent's head with a backhand sword.

Everyone around was startled.

Among them, many people had the same thought, wanting to give Lin Mo a fatal blow when he passed by him.

Now everyone has suppressed this idea.

Han Yunying and others followed behind Lin Mo.

Lin Mo walked and walked, and finally showed his body skills, took off several times in a row, and landed on the top of Jinyangzong.

"Lin Mo, you still have the guts to come here to die." Nangong Fu stared at Lin Mo coldly, and grinned wildly.

"Benzong said that if you want to pay the price, you must pay. It is a miracle that you can still live for so many days after killing the old man's son."

Lin Mo looked around, and finally saw Lin Yao who was covered with scars in the corner.

Lin Yao lay on the ground with bloody wounds all over her body.

It seems that before this, she was severely beaten by Nangong Fu.

She closed her eyes tightly, her face full of pain.

This is a symptom of a headache attack.

From the time she was caught until now, she has not taken any pills.

"Yaoyao!" Lin Mo's heart was about to break. Lin Yao had never suffered so much since she was a child.

Endless hostility swept from Lin Mo's body, frantically flocking in all directions.

At this moment, Lin Mo seemed to be transformed into an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

His eyes were red, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into madness.

Holding the sword, Lin Mo strode towards Lin Yao, the hostility on his body was extremely dangerous.

Elder Huang stood in front of Lin Yao and smiled grimly: "Boy, do you want to save someone?"

As soon as his words fell, the sword in Lin Mo's hand slashed out.

Elder Huang sneered and swung his sword in front of him.

The next moment, his sword was pressed, Lin Mo deviated to the side, and Lin Mo's sword slashed across his cheek.

Half of his head flew up, and the rest of the body hit the ground hard.

As the elder of the Jinyang Sect, he couldn't even block Lin Mo's sword.

Everyone was horrified.

(End of this chapter)