Invincible Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 230 Scar

"It's no wonder that I haven't encountered a black blood ghost on this journey. It seems that he killed them all."

The eyes of several men flickered, they covered their bodies and continued to watch.

"What a sharp sword, it is simply a priceless treasure, and it easily pierced through the extremely hard outer armor of the armored corpse."

"It's a good sword, the level should be very high, the key is that he is alone"

In the depths of the Black Corpse Mountains, wandering alone, such a fat sheep, easy to slaughter!
Each of them had fiery eyes.

If there is such a sword in hand, what is a mere armored corpse?Even the masters of the corpse ghost sect have no fear.

This sword is ready!

Several people looked at each other, moved their feet, and rushed towards the place where the boy was.

These people cooperate with each other tacitly and behave in a sophisticated manner. They can understand each other's thoughts just by looking at each other. It seems that this is not the first time they have joined hands.

They separated carefully, forming a fan shape, slowly approaching, and finally completed the encirclement.

Once surrounded, even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you can't escape!
From their point of view, the number of their own side is large, and the number of hits is small, no matter how strong he is, he is only a young man after all, and he cannot escape.

"Go!"

The figure flickered, and after further narrowing the encirclement, a man with scars fixed his eyes, with a ferocious expression on his face, and roared sharply.

His roar was the signal to make a move. After listening to it, the people around him immediately understood, moved forward quickly, and made moves one after another.

Zhou Lin turned around abruptly and shouted, "What are you doing?"

His gaze was like a knife, and he stared down at everyone, his voice was like thunder, making people tremble.

The souls of the six men who were about to strike trembled, and their bodies trembled and couldn't help but retreat.

"It's so strong! How can it be so strong? When he roared, I felt like my soul was trembling."

"Me too, I feel like my body can't handle it."

The six people were shocked by the sound waves and retreated again and again. They looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

At that moment just now, they clearly felt that their souls were under great pressure, and they forgot to make a move for a moment.

Faintly, they had a feeling of uneasiness, feeling that they had kicked the iron plate this time.

Zhou Lin is also a bold person with high skills. In fact, he had already noticed that there were people approaching behind him, but he was killing the armored corpse at that time, so he didn't have time to think about it. Unexpectedly, these people really came for him.

The man with the scar saw that his morale was not right. If everyone was afraid, the only thing waiting for them was death.

"What are you afraid of? He's just a doll. Even if he started practicing from the womb, how strong can he be? He must have used some kind of big killer move just now, trying to shock our minds with sonic skills. Hmph, now we know, and How can you be afraid of him? When you get that sword, everyone can use it for a while."

The scarred man had a grim look on his face, and he shouted angrily, "Be alert to me, calm down, kill me, go up and chop him up!"

He took the lead and rushed out first.

"kill!"

The other five men had fierce eyes, and followed closely behind, roaring and rushing forward.

These people have been begging for life at the knife's edge all year round. They are vicious, brutal, and bloodthirsty. Human life is a piece of shit in front of them.

The six of them shot together, killing Zhou Lin with swords and swords.

Some of them were wielding ghost knives, some were holding short daggers, and they were fighting in close combat. Their strikes were extremely fierce, and they wanted to kill people with every move.

Zhou Lin's face sank, and a trace of anger appeared on his face, "It turns out that they are after my Dahuang Sword, and you are looking for death!"

With a fixed gaze, he leapt up into the air, like a great roc spreading its wings, a man in the air, and the sword of the wilderness coming out.

brush!
The long sword danced, and the sword was startled, and it stabbed at the scarred man first.

"Boy, do you want to fight me hard? You are looking for the wrong person! Break it for me!"

The man with the scar sneered, he took the path of external skills, and his cultivation was not at the peak of Wuling, but with a pair of iron axes in his hand, he dared to challenge the strong Wuzong.

The pair of broad axes weighed a thousand catties, but they danced lightly like cattail fans in his hands, which showed his extraordinary talent and astonishing physical strength.

Seeing Zhou Lin approaching with a sword, the man with the scar didn't rush, he fought in the uniform in his hand, and slashed at the sword light.

when!
There was a dull crash, the void shook, and ripples appeared in the air, and the ripples swept across, turning into a raging wind and raging in all directions.

"It actually blocked it?"

Zhou Lin was a little surprised. With his Martial Ancestor's cultivation base, it is not a problem to fight over the ranks. With a random blow, an ordinary Martial Ancestor is absolutely unable to resist. He never expected to meet an opponent in this Black Corpse Mountain Range.

He could tell that the other party's cultivation base was actually not high, and he was able to resist one of his moves. It seemed that he had some kind of body training skill or talent in cultivation.

Zhou Lin was surprised, but he didn't know that the man with the scar was even more surprised, "There are still a few brushes, no wonder you dare to go out alone, today, I will kill you, I will take my axe!"

The blow didn't knock the opponent away, the man with the scar was shocked and urged the axe to strike again.

"Do you think the same move will work for me?"

Zhou Lin was only a little surprised. Seeing the ax slashing, he slanted his sword and passed through the opponent's tight defense. The tip of the sword fell on the shoulder of the scarred man. With a puff, a cloud of blood mist rose into the air.

Ah!
The man with the scar was in pain, his shoulders were powerless, the ax weighing a thousand catties hit the ground with a bang, the ground shook, and a hole was punched in it.

"So fast!"

"Boss, I'll save you!"

The other men showed surprise and rushed forward, trying to save the man with the scar.

Brush brush!
The sword came out like rain, probing five ways like a spirit snake, the tip of the sword swept across, stabbing the throats of the other five people.

The sword light flickered, and the pupils of the five people behind them suddenly turned red, revealing a hint of panic in their eyes.

The icy coldness of death was revealed in the sword light, and the sword glow was fleeting, and five pillars of blood splashed out.

His sword was too fast, too fast to be seen.

Zhou Lin's figure was light and elegant, and he fell to the side.

Take the sword!

Everything flows like clouds and flowing water.

Behind him, flowers of blood dance across the sky, dancing like cherry blossoms and snow, poignant and desperate.

Pfft!
Pfft!
The blood mist from the throat was sprayed cleanly, and the five corpses fell to the ground, dying.

The scarred man froze all over, his face full of fear, and he froze in place. He could hear his own heartbeat clearly and audibly.

It was terrible, five kills with one sword, all five brothers died at once, and they couldn't even block a single move.

Never has he been so close to death for a moment, even the man licking blood on the knife edge is used to seeing life and death, and there is still a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead at this moment.

He didn't know why the other party left him, maybe the next moment, he would die too.

"Do you know why I kept you?"

Zhou Lin withdrew his sword, turned his head suddenly, his eyes were sharp.

"I don't know."

Facing the opponent, the man with the scar was trembling all over. Only at this moment did he realize what kind of terrifying power was contained in that boy's body.

"How could I think of going to rob him? I'm courting death!"

Thinking that he actually wanted to snatch his sword, he wished he could slap himself to death.

"Your physical strength is amazing. This is your talent. It's a pity to die. Follow me."

Before he could answer, Zhou Lin slapped a breath casually, and the imprint of the soul of life and death landed on the scarred man. The latter trembled, then bent down slowly, and shouted in a low voice: "Master!"

"From now on, your name will be Scar. Let me ask you, where is the sect of the Dead Ghost Sect?"

(End of this chapter)