Invincible Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 242 Five Martial Lords
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, so Zhou Lin stopped to investigate carefully.

Suddenly, thousands of birds flew up in the reeds.

Flappy!
Overwhelming.

Looking carefully, the pupils of these flying birds are blood red, full of bloodthirsty and tyrannical aura.

The whole reed swayed, as if something strange was about to be born.

Zhou Lin stomped on one foot, and the whole person used his strength to sweep back, exiting the reed marsh area, staring at it vigilantly.

In the spiritual consciousness, there is an extremely dangerous breath approaching.

boom!
The vast reeds suddenly floated up, and an ancient beast carried the entire reeds on its back, and stood up high-spirited.

This ferocious beast was so tall that it stood up and covered the entire sky.

Roar!
It let out a suppressed roar, and the flock of flying birds in the sky instantly fell like dumplings.

It took a breath, and all the falling birds fell into its mouth, and with a click, blood overflowed.

With a slight shake, the reeds growing on the entire reed marsh weighed hundreds of millions of catties, and all of them were shaken into dust and scattered with the wind.

Suddenly, a huge monster stood in mid-air, completely occupying the center of the field of vision. It was dark red all over, like a rhinoceros.A crescent-shaped coral cape stands proudly above the head, and the blue eyes are shining fiercely.

The monster raised its neck and roared furiously, its white teeth were sharp, and its majesty was majestic.

"This is... a coral unicorn?"

Zhou Lin's pupils shrank suddenly, and the monster in front of him looked like an ancient beast, a coral unicorn, but how could such a monster appear here?

He immediately pulled out the Great Wilderness Sword, full of vigilance.

"Recognized coral unicorns at such a young age? Hmph, I'm pretty knowledgeable!"

A cold voice sounded, and several figures suddenly appeared on the coral unicorn's unicorn.

The coral unicorn is so huge that several people standing on its unicorn seem to be standing on the top of a mountain.

The man said: "My name is Blood Sword. I am ordered by the Blood Lord to welcome back the blood god's body. I have already felt the breath of the blood god on your body. Hand it over!"

coming!

Zhou Lin's heart sank, he was still thinking about when the blood demon forces would find him just now, but he didn't expect that they had already blocked his way back to Jianzong in advance.

There are five people standing on the coral unicorn, all of them are powerful, stronger than those half-step warriors, and should be similar to the master.

Martial Lord Strong!
His eyes trembled, and the other party dispatched five at a time!
"You really think highly of me. It seems that they are bound to win Jingjing."

His eyes flickered, and he was thinking carefully about how to deal with the enemy.

The Gorefiend's body can never be handed back. Once handed over, the Gorefiend will be able to cross the world barrier with his demonic thoughts and be reborn with this body.

It is unimaginable how far the body of a blood demon born in the realm of Wu Zong can grow if he gets the demonic thoughts of the blood demon to take over. At that time, for this world, it will be devastated.

Moreover, Jingjing already has her own consciousness, if it is taken back, and the blood demon will take over, it will definitely obliterate its consciousness, and if it is handed over by itself, it will be tantamount to obliterating Jingjing, he can't do this kind of thing .

Below Martial Lord, he has no fear, even if he is half a step Martial Lord, he can raise his hand to cut him, so what about Wujun?

A strong fighting spirit suddenly burst out in Zhou Lin's eyes.

I am already in the middle stage of Wu Zong, can I kill the real Wu Zong?
Feeling a soaring sword intent shot out from the thin body opposite, Xue Jian frowned, "No? How about we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

Zhou Lin spoke for the first time.

"I am happy to see Lie Xin. You use a sword, and I use a sword. If you can survive a hundred moves in my hands, you will win. If you can't, you will obediently hand over the blood demon's body, how about it?"

Someone beside Xue Jian chuckled, "Blood Sword, you haven't made a sword in 50 years, so you're going to break the precept on this young man? I'm curious, how far has your swordsmanship reached since I haven't seen you for 50 years?"

"Xue Dao, if you want to see, I will give you a chance."

The blood sword glanced indifferently, and there was a sword intent permeating it.

In the invisible stare at each other, the two seem to have already played against each other.

Xuedao snorted heavily, his expression cold.

Zhou Lin's spiritual sense is amazing, and he has already caught some traces of fighting. He is full of desire for this level of fighting.

"My realm is only in the middle period of Wu Zong."

His eyelids were drooping, and the sword intent in his body was stirring, making a clanging sound, and the Dahuang sword was like a dragon chant, as if he had sensed Zhou Lin's intentions at the moment.

"I proclaim myself a realm, and I only fight you with Wu Zong's mid-term cultivation base."

Xue Jian's aura suddenly fell, staying in the middle stage of Wu Zong, when he stretched out his hand, a blood-colored long sword suddenly appeared at his fingertips.

"I'm invincible among the same rank, let's make a move. If I make the first move, I'm afraid senior will have no chance."

Zhou Lin suddenly raised his head, his eyes sharp.

Xuedao sneered, "Xuejian, this kid looks down on you."

"Insanity!"

Xue Jian roared, "Death!"

A flash of sword light was like a rainbow piercing the sun, and the blood light was dazzling. It exploded in the thunder and rushed in front of Zhou Lin.

Xue Dao's complexion changed slightly, the sword has not been produced for 50 years, this blood sword's sword is even more terrifying, if it is replaced by himself, there is no problem in resisting, a mere boy, his hair is not even long, I am afraid that this sword will be chopped into several sections up.

Ding!
Zhou Lin's expression remained unchanged, the horizontal sword was in front of him, this sword was blocked by the Dahuang Sword, and he was not weak at all.

With a little tiptoe, he retreated hastily, and stepped out several deep pits under his feet.

This sword came down sharply, wrapped in an unparalleled sword intent, and he unloaded his strength and led it into the ground, blasting several large pits as deep as one foot.

"Good sword!"

With qi and blood surging all over his body, Zhou Lin let out a long roar, and after the Great Wilderness Sword unloaded, it brought out a big circle and swept towards the old man's head.

The sword energy roared like wind, hunting and hunting.

"He actually blocked it! He still has the strength to fight back."

Xuedao was surprised, this kid is really strong, it is really surprising that he can block this sword.

The blood sword has been sealed for 50 years, and the sword intent accumulated in his body has reached a terrifying level. Once it explodes, he will be somewhat invincible. This kid can actually block it, which has to make people look at it with admiration.

"Huangkou kid also dare to say good swords?"

Xue Jian had a sneer on his face, he felt ashamed even if he hadn't done anything with one sword, and he couldn't even take down a kid, so how could he have any face?
The flames of the long sword in his hand soared, the tip of the sword was surrounded by blood, and the atmosphere was majestic, and he slashed lightly.

For beginner swordsmen, their moves tend to focus on grandeur. On the contrary, after their strength is profound, their power is restrained. Every move seems to be understated, but in fact its power is extremely concise.

Zhou Lin's expression was dignified. He had excellent spiritual awareness and could sense the terrifying killing intent contained in this sword. Only by fighting with masters could he temper himself.

This time he no longer avoids his edge, the Great Wild Sword no longer changes his moves, and still sweeps thousands of troops, wanting to confront him head-on.

(End of this chapter)