Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 113 Sword Martial Soul

"What a disgrace to the inner sect!"

"Why did the sect accept such a shameless disciple? How did he enter the inner sect?"

"In terms of shamelessness, Ning Chong is the number one in the sect!"

There were mocking voices from the crowd. Ning Chong's remarks were really embarrassing. He was clearly afraid, but he still spoke plausibly. He said the righteousness, as if deliberately giving way to Xu Bin.

To Xu Bin, many people also showed contempt in their eyes. This guy put on an air of a master, obviously wanting to take the opportunity to save face, but he forgot that the best way to save face is to beat Mo Lin on the ground. On the ground, this is the most direct way for martial arts experts to deal with challenges.

"Ning Chong, where did your previous arrogance go?"

Before Xu Bin could respond, Mo Lin's mocking voice sounded.

"Back in the Martial Arts Pavilion, I chose martial arts. You had a conflict with Guo Huan, and you vented your anger on me without getting any advantage. You not only called me useless, but also threatened to abolish me. Now I will give you a chance. Why are you shrinking your head and tail, and dare not make a move?"

His eyes fell on Xu Bin, and Mo Lin raised his finger to a forest in the distance.

"And you, Xu Bin, the owner of the sword spirit, how domineering you were outside the woods that day. In order to please a woman, you sneaked up on me in the woods. If I didn't dodge in time, I'm afraid I would have died Under your sword! Now, I am standing in front of you, where is your sword!"

"I see!"

After hearing what Mo Lin said, everyone suddenly realized why Mo Lin wanted to challenge Xu Bin and Ning Chong.These two guys bullied Mo Lin before, and now he is here to take revenge.

Mu Yao has been staring at the stage, secretly admiring Mo Lin's domineering, but when she heard the word 'a woman', her face immediately turned cold.

"You whore-thief! Who is a woman? I'm only 17 years old!" Mu Yao gritted her teeth tightly, and made another debt to Mo Lin in her heart.

Xu Bin's eyes were gloomy and cold. He was not a fool. The reactions of the people around him made him vaguely feel that something was wrong. Coupled with Mo Lin's indifferent and calm expression, he felt a bit of vigilance in his heart. This trash who was just a warrior in the past How could it give him an unfathomable feeling? .

Resisting the urge to draw his sword, Xu Bin turned to Ning Chong and said, "I'll give you five breaths of time. If you don't make a move, I'll destroy you first!"

Ning Chong's whole body trembled, he gritted his teeth secretly, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes, he hated Xu Bin very much.

He knew that Xu Bin was obviously afraid of Mo Lin, so he vented his anger on himself, recalling the scene where he vented his anger on Mo Lin in the Martial Arts Pavilion not long ago, how similar it was.

But Ning Chong didn't dare to disobey. He was more afraid of Xu Bin than he was afraid of Mo Lin's unknown.

"Okay, I'll abolish him for you first."

Ning Chong said bravely, and walked towards Mo Lin.

Mo Lin shook his head secretly. He thought that the two of them would fight together, so that they might be able to fight him a few tricks, but he didn't expect that there was no lower limit for one being shameless than the other. Did Xu Bin think that Ning Chong could test his own strength?It's ridiculous.

"roll!"

Mo Lin snorted coldly, and an iron handprint was struck out, hitting Ning Chong's body with a whistling sound of piercing through the air.

"Pong!"

Ning Chong was the weakest among the disciples of the inner sect. He had neither talent nor advanced martial arts skills. Before he could even release his martial soul, he was hit by Mo Lin's palm and he let out a muffled groan. He fell to the stage of Ruoqing, and after landing, he spurted blood, his eyes were dull, and his face was full of pain and panic.

Mo Lin didn't even look at Ning Chong, but stared intently at Xu Bin.

"I thought you were smarter than Ning Chong, but you are also an idiot."

Xu Bin's face was ashen. He thought that Ning Chong would be able to stick to the two moves, but unexpectedly, he was slapped off the stage by the other party. Hearing Mo Lin's insulting words, the flesh on his face became ferocious.

"Xiao Chengjing's iron handprint is nothing more than it, you want to win me with it, you are not worthy!"

Xu Bin has already recognized that Mo Lin practiced Iron Handprint. This martial skill is famous for its fierceness and power, but it is extremely difficult to practice. So far, no one among the inner disciples has been able to cultivate to the level of Dacheng. Xu Bin believes that Mo Lin At most, he has just entered the Soul Origin Realm, and being able to practice a palm shadow is already the limit, and he is enough to deal with it.

"I have been reluctant to make a move all the time, just because of disdain, this is the Zongmen Dabi, and you can't kill people on the unfeeling platform, but I will make you pay for your stupidity and arrogance, and I will cut off your blood!" Your tendons and hamstrings will ruin your cultivation and make your life worse than death!"

Xu Bin's voice squeezed out from between his teeth, he knew that he had no way to retreat, a cold light flashed in his eyes, the space around his body suddenly became radiant, thousands of silver lights burst out, an invisible murderous aura spread quickly.

At the same time, a clear sound of sword chanting suddenly sounded behind him, and amidst thousands of silver lights, a five-meter-long silver-white lightsaber pointed directly at the sky, as if it wanted to pierce the sky on this side.

"Owners of the sword martial soul are indeed masters, and the power of the martial soul alone can suppress the opponent's fighting spirit."

Those sect disciples who were close to the Rueqing Terrace felt the sharp sword energy, and felt oppressed, even breathing became difficult.

Mo Lin squinted his eyes, feeling the aura emanating from Xu Bin's martial soul, his heart was as calm as water, his mind was released, and the sharp sword lights became clearer and clearer in the depths of his soul consciousness, like thousands of Thousands of sharp little swords.

"That's all?"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Mo Lin's eyes. He held the handle of the knife with his hand. A majestic chill slowly permeated the air. All the onlookers stared at Mo Lin intently. They saw the space There was a slight distortion, everyone thought that Mo Lin would release the martial soul, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

"Why don't you release your martial soul?"

"Did he think he could fight against Xu Bin's sword martial soul just by relying on his cultivation?"

"You don't know yet, Mo Lin's martial spirit is a plant ivy."

"Waste Martial Soul? No wonder."

Xu Bin saw that Mo Lin was holding the handle of the knife, but he had not released his martial soul for a long time. Hearing the discussion in the audience, a relieved sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be a plant spirit, it seems that I really overestimated you."

Xu Bin's confidence increased greatly, and with a low growl, the long sword on his body stabbed out like lightning, and the splashing sword energy roared through the air, and the sword spirit behind him turned into a sky-slashing sword, and it was like a mountain towards Mo Lin's head smashed down.

"One sword, two strokes! Separation of human soul!"

Many people around widened their eyes and looked shocked. Xu Bin's slashing and stabbing had brought the swordsman's violent power to the extreme. Even if Mo Lin dodged the stabbing sword, it was impossible to dodge it Wuhun's attack.

(End of this chapter)