Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 824
With just one sword, eight people were forced to return to defense. There were not many masters present, but they just didn't want to be troublesome.

Naturally, from this sword, he saw something unusual, and there was no flaw at all.

If it is said that Lynch still has loopholes in the seventh-rank Martial Saint's cutting weeds and roots, he has obtained the Tiancan Sword and absorbed the essence of thousands of kendos, and he has already pushed the move of Nine Slashes to the extreme.

The enemy retreats and we advance, this is Lynch's style of play, he will never show mercy, he will kill with his sword.

The old wolf shrank his eyes, realized that something was wrong, moved his body, and wanted to rush forward to block Lynch, so as not to hurt others.

"late!"

Lynch had long been on guard against the old wolf's sneak attack. The moment he moved, the sword energy suddenly dispersed, and a tyrannical killing intent wrapped the eight people, unable to move, and were restrained in place.

"What a strong sword intent!"

The twin brothers on the third floor exclaimed, it's unbelievable that a little eighth-rank Martial Saint can actually perform sword power.

The eight people were suppressed by the sword force. This is a kind of general force, which even the God of War cannot comprehend.

Mountains have mountain momentum, people have momentum, and swords have sword momentum.

As soon as the sword came out, the eight people who were suppressed were completely dumbfounded as to who was fighting for the front. In front of this sword, they were like lambs at the mercy of others, and they had no room to resist.

This is a terrible sword!
It is also a ruthless sword!
A sword to kill!
A horned dragon law roared to the sky and shot out from Lynch's body.

There are not many laws, but the essence. After comprehending tens of thousands of martial arts laws, Lin Qi gathered them together and formed a horned dragon, which was extremely terrifying.

When Lin Qi refines the real dragon spine, this is not the law of the horned dragon, but the law of the real dragon, and his strength will soar again.

"Puff puff……"

Bright red heads flew up one after another, and were chopped off with sword energy. The eight heads drew beautiful arcs in the air, and were neatly placed in front of the old man.

The whole scene was extremely weird, and no one knew how Lynch did it.

Even the first-rank Martial Gods on the third floor were stunned by this sword, thinking about it carefully, forgetting the killing scene just now.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the old wolf's footsteps were frozen in place, as if locked by someone, unable to move.

No one could believe that eight people were besieged and killed by a single sword. It took such terrifying power to do it.

This is not just a matter of strength gap, but a disparity, not at the same level.

The other three mercenaries looked at each other in dismay, unable to believe what was happening before them. Except for himself, the other ten members of the old wolf mercenary group were all killed.

Of these ten people, each of their hands was covered with countless blood. It can be said that they crawled out of the sea of ​​blood from the mountain of corpses.

It's not so easy to kill them. The evil spirits of the eight of them alone cannot be tolerated by ordinary people.

Fortunately, Lynch's killing intent was stronger than theirs, and it was dozens of times stronger. In terms of killing, ten old wolf mercenaries would not be equal to Lynch alone.

At least hundreds of thousands of people died in Lynch's hands. Even if a small mercenary regiment kills people every day, it is impossible to kill so many.

"Boy, you are dead, anyone who dares to kill my old wolf."

Only then did the old wolf come to his senses. Except for the two mercenaries who were blown away, all eight of them fell down. The ground was stained red with blood, and the strong smell of blood filled the nostrils of everyone present.

The smell was very unpleasant. Many people pinched their noses but dared not speak. If the old wolf is not dead, Lynch will be in danger.

Martial God and Martial Saint, this is a watershed, Martial God has realized his own Taoism, and it is not easy to defeat him.

As soon as the Taoism comes out, Lynch can be trapped, which is not at the same level at all.

For example, Cage Taoism, Flame Taoism, Linglong Taoism, etc., everyone's enlightenment results are different.

"Murderers are ready to be killed at any time. Don't your mercenaries even have this awareness?"

Lynch let out a cold snort, but the long sword was not put away, and he was even mobilizing his momentum, preparing for the final blow.

Many people nodded secretly, what Lynch said was so right.

A murderer should have the consciousness of being ready to be killed at any time. This is the rule. Only you are allowed to kill, and others are not allowed to kill you. What kind of logic is this?

Especially the mercenary group should have this awareness, because they deal with death every day and understand this rule better.

The girl who was caught stopped crying at this moment, and found that her grandfather was breathing normally and his life was not in danger. The worry on her little face was also slowly receding.

Eight heads lined up in a row, like devout prayers, repenting for what they did during their lifetime.

"Okay, okay, little eighth-rank Martial Saint, you are the first to challenge my old wolf, kill my regiment member, I will swallow you alive."

Without the members of the regiment, the old wolf is left with a bare-handed commander. Even if he has a mission, he can't take it. Survival will be a problem in the future.

Infinite flames of anger burned in Lao Lang's heart, and he walked over step by step.

There is no weapon, the old wolf's weapon is his fist, with a pair of gloves on it, exuding tyrannical elemental force fluctuations, it is actually a first-grade elemental weapon.

Lin Qi didn't dare to be careless. The old wolf was not a fake martial god like Zhu Qiong and Jiaolong Shengzi, but a real first-class one. If he was not careful, he would die here.

To defeat the old wolf, Lynch had only one way, to kill him with one move, without giving his opponent any chance.

Fighting against the Valkyrie, after a long time, Lynch will definitely lose. The path he took was to be unexpected, and to fight in real battles. Lynch still lacks too much firepower.

This is the difference in realm. If Lynch has reached the ninth rank of Martial Saint, it is another matter. Naturally, he is not afraid of the old wolf.

To put it bluntly, it is still suppressed by the realm, and it is very difficult to find opportunities.

"Hey, it's a pity for this kid. He's full of passion, but he ran into a group of people like Lao Lang."

Someone sighed, it's a pity for Lynch, if he can take the initiative to stand up, Lynch has already won everyone's respect.

"Damn it, if I reach Martial God, I will definitely come out to help this kid. The old wolf mercenary group is notorious, and I have long disliked it."

A big man hammered the ground vigorously with his fist, venting his unyielding heart.

There were sighs, but there were also a lot of contempt, thinking that Lynch was completely overconfident.

"A yellow-haired boy dares to run out. Do you really think that the old wolf mercenary group is jealous? He doesn't know how he died."

There were also people who were mocking, thinking that Lynch wanted to die by himself and could not blame others.

The other three mercenary groups naturally cursed, thinking that Lynch didn't take the mercenary group seriously, so they would die if they died.

But in his eyes, there was a look of gloating. The loss of a mercenary group meant that their competitive pressure was also reduced. When dividing tasks in the future, there would be one less person to grab food.

"Brother, should we help him?"

The young woman on the third floor asked in a low voice, she couldn't stand it anymore, there were so many people, but no one stood up.

There are many ninth-rank martial saints present, and there are several first-rank martial gods, but they are not as good as a small eighth-rank martial saint, and some people have already booed.

"Wait a minute, if he really loses, it's not too late for us to make a move!"

The young man was also attracted by Lynch's demeanor, and developed a feeling of sympathy.

It was hard for the woman to continue to say anything, and she could see that Lynch still had a hole card, and it would not be so easy for the old wolf to break through with the sword just now.

But the winner in the end, no one is optimistic about Lynch, after all, the difference between the two is too great.

The old wolf walked over step by step, getting closer and closer to Lynch, and the killing intent formed a torrent, sweeping towards him.

The dry grass and mats on the ground flew up and were crushed by the energy. Many people on the first floor had already retreated outside to avoid affecting themselves.

Lin Qi remained indifferent, raised his long sword, and the two pill seas decomposed endless power, the five elemental power, and poured it into the sword technique.

Nine Absolute Sword Soul moved, realized that Lin Qi was in danger, and took the initiative to bless the long sword. It can be said that this sword is Lin Qi's most peak sword.

Every time the old wolf took a step, his face became more ferocious, especially the scar on the left side of his face turned scarlet red, which was a phenomenon that only formed when he was full of energy and blood.

The little girl kneeling beside her grandpa clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. Lynch was her savior, and she was silently muttering in her heart, hoping that Lynch would be fine.

"Big brother, you must survive!"

The little girl's voice is very small, but it can be heard by many people.

"Little baby, I want to concoct you little by little, peel your skin, cram your tendons, and imprison your soul. I want you to live and die."

The old wolf was already standing five steps away from Lynch, and the martial spirit burst out, Lynch's body was staggering, and the gap was immediately apparent.

Lynch's eyes turned cold. Only a person with an extremely vicious heart could say such a thing.

"I hope you have this opportunity!"

Not humble and not saying a word, the long sword is still brewing, as if a storm is coming.

Those who watched the excitement around felt that the atmosphere was a bit oppressive and had difficulty breathing. Even the few people watching the battle on the third floor could smell something different.

The sword energy was hesitating, flickering, and Lynch was waiting, but his aura hadn't reached its peak yet.

In the sea of ​​souls, a picture suddenly appeared, it was that portrait, transformed into golden light and appeared in the sea of ​​souls, it was condensed at this moment.

The portrait changes a little bit, exuding a terrifying murderous intent, which is also an artistic conception, Lynch wants to kill someone.

Perhaps feeling Lynch's killing intent, the dragon-slaying sword made a clear dragon roar, as if roaring in excitement.

In just a few breaths, Lynch's aura rose again, causing the old wolf on the opposite side to shrink.

"What a strong killing intent, how many people have to be killed to condense into such a mellow killing intent!"

The young man on the third floor looked horrified and looked at this scene in disbelief.

In comparison, the old wolf is much gentler, and he is full of killing intent, but compared with Lynch, he is nothing compared to the big witch.

The old wolf naturally felt it, and his desire to kill Lynch was even more urgent. He couldn't wait for a moment, and wanted to kill him immediately.

His fists moved, and he slowly pushed towards Lin Qi. The tyrannical Martial God Law suddenly let out a thunderous roar.

(End of this chapter)