Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 162 Degree
"Lin Junmo?"

Hearing this, Ma Yuande's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Feng Lian.

He is no stranger to this name.

In Feng Yuangang's narration, it was he who used poisonous methods to assassinate Li Shan, who was known as the ruthless devil's hand.

What's more, they turned against Lin tonight in order to catch him and force him to question Li Shan and the whereabouts of the resources in his hands.

However, with such arrogance, does it really need to be poisoned to fight Li Shan?

On the other hand, Feng Lian undoubtedly thought more. After seeing Lin Mo, his expression changed, and he shouted:

"You are Lin Junmo? What did you do to Yuan Gang?!"

You know, the original plan was for them to hold Lin Yuanqiao back, while Feng Yuangang and Qing Gui led the black armored guards to search for Lin Mo and the two of them. Now that the real lord has appeared, Feng Yuangang has no news.

Looking at the horsepower that was completely breathless on the ground, the two suddenly had a bad premonition in their hearts.

"Feng Yuangang, he." Lin Mo glanced at Feng Lian and the others, saw their anxious appearance, and said softly.

But before he finished speaking, a sharp knife light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Feng Lian, who was originally terrified, suddenly had his eyes tearing apart, the veins on his forehead popped out, he held a knife in both hands, and a huge machete stretched across his body, and Feng's unique coiling snake force exploded with all his strength.
No matter what Feng Yuangang does, there is no room for maneuver now, only
"kill!"

boom!
I saw colorful colors appearing on the blade, and the whole body was wrapped in circles of mist like ribbons. The mist surged at high speed, and a hissing snake sound sounded from it, even suppressing the howling of the cold wind outside the house ,

"Secret technique! Snake and knife cut!"

Feng Lian shouted loudly, jumped up, and slashed at Lin Mo with a knife.

laugh!
Under the blessing of terrifying strength, the strange colors on the huge machete suddenly flowed like running water.

In Lin Mo's field of vision, the shiny blade seemed to be coiled with a ferocious poisonous python that wanted to devour people, and the terrifying sound of the snake made his body feel slightly dull.

"die!"

The next moment, the blade pierced through the wind and struck Lin Mo directly.

On the other side, Ma Yuande snorted as if he had cooperated well, took a deep breath, and then his eyes instantly turned red, and two snake-like white mist protruded from his nostrils.

"Arrogance."

boom!
He took a step forward, and the muscles of his left leg swelled rapidly and became huge, stretching the trouser leg.

The right fist was pulled back, accumulating power like a bow and an arrow, the clothes were instantly shattered, the dark skin on the thin arm began to faintly red, and the muscles began to twist and bulge as if inflated.

As soon as he turned his footsteps, his figure disappeared instantly, and the next moment he appeared directly in front of Lin Mo.

"Wind howling!"

boom!
The crimson fist carried a dry and hot breath, and terrifying steam burst from its elbow, and the speed increased sharply again.

Coming from behind, the saber punch hit Lin Mo's body at the same time.

Among them, the knife cuts the neck and the fist presses the heart, which is a sure kill.

"It's over, the next thing is, Lin Yuanqiao."

The moment before the fist knife was cut off, the two couldn't help but feel relieved.

After all, he was too young, deliberately paralyzed with words, and then cast a thunderous blow, easily succeeding.

Although it doesn't sound good to say that going out for a sneak attack, but in the battle of Wu Fu's life and death, he always only pays attention to the result, not the process.

After all, only what the winner says is justice.

boom!
There is no suspense.

From the moment he decided to make a move to the present, not even a breath of time has passed, and no one can react.

These two decisive blows hit Lin Mo hard.

boom!
With a loud bang, the air seemed to be blasted apart, causing layers of ripples.

However, something seems wrong.
Feng Lian and Ma Yuande's expression changed slightly.

The huge machete, with the blessing of coiling snake strength, can cut even black iron under the high-frequency vibration.

But when the blade landed on Lin Mo's neck, it only exploded a few cracks on his red scales?
What is even more miserable is Ma Yuande.

He looked at the fist that had been fortified with a lot of energy in astonishment.

That blow just now reminded him of the days when he practiced boxing against Gao Shan.

Indestructible, unshakable.
The next moment, the experienced two felt a chill in their hearts.

look up.

At that time, there was an expressionless face, and eyes overlooking everything.

"You can only do this to a weak attack?"

Lin Mo sighed lightly.

Both of them should be in the Six Bowel Realm, their speed is extremely fast, coupled with the surprise, a phantom flashed by, and launched a fierce offensive.

It actually reminded him of how he felt when he was fighting Taoist Lian Zhong on Fangshui Street, but the difference in strength between the two was too great.

Apart from making him feel a little sore, it couldn't hurt him at all.

boom!
Feng Lian and Feng Lian looked at each other, and instantly retreated, ready to avoid the sharp edge.

But it was too late.

"Thundering gossip!!"

There was a loud roar, and the whole house seemed to shake.

In the pupils of the two, a giant hand was getting bigger and bigger, and the terrifying thunder and lightning flickered in it, instantly filling the field of vision.

boom!
This palm directly shattered Feng Lian's machete, took advantage of the opportunity to smash Ma Yuande's thick right arm, and slammed on the chests of the two of them.

No matter how vigorous the mind is, no matter how tough the muscles and bones are, under the inexhaustible force, only deformation, shattering,

In the end, on top of the lasing lightning, it became scorched black and gave off a pungent odor.

Lin Mo was not surprised when he saw the huge charred hole in the chest of the two of them.

In fact, the huge force of suppression means that as long as they collide, it is already a dead end.

And it seems that there is a huge gap between the six internal organs.

The simplest comparison is that Lian Zhongtao is far more experienced than these two.

He was thoughtful.

"Senior Feng Lian and Ma Yuande are in charge, so they just died like this?"

In the room, the guard who was blocking the door was stunned for a moment, with fear in his eyes, he looked at the two people on the ground in disbelief, and took a few steps back.

With their strength, they couldn't see Feng Lian's movements clearly at all. They only saw the two attacking, but they were slapped to death by Lin Mo in the end.

Clean and neat, no suspense.

The situation turned so fast that it was too late to react.

And not only them, even Lin Yuanqiao, Lin Lei and others were slightly stunned for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, their figures flickered, and they shot directly at Ma Shi and Feng Shi who were still standing in a daze.

Although I don't know why Lin Mo killed Feng Lian and Ma Yuande so quickly, the most important thing is to seize the opportunity and keep everyone here.

Facing a group of warriors who are not at the boiling blood level, the ending is naturally very easy.

In the room, the figures of the three people flashed sharply, and a cloud of blood mist exploded, and everything became quiet in an instant.

And finally it's all over.

Lin Mo took a deep breath and began to exit the half-dragon state.

The potential of the body also needs to be supported by strength. In the physical state, what he displayed at this time was more unparalleled strength and extremely tyrannical defense.

As for the speed, in comparison, it is much weaker.

Perhaps after breaking through and establishing life, and greatly condensing the energy and blood of Tathagata Energy, there will be a big change.

At that time, might there be hope to truly rival a martial artist of Lian Zhong's level?
After all, the power of fists has always been the perfect combination of strength and speed.

(End of this chapter)