Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 129 The Battle of Sword Intent

Of course, based on these alone, it would be better to make him famous in the inner sect, but he is the only one among the inner sect disciples who has comprehended the sword intent!
Yes, like Mo Lin, Dire Wolf is also a martial arts genius who has comprehended the sword intent!

Of course, the mad wolf possesses the sword martial soul, and has a unique advantage in using swords. Although he only comprehended the first level of sword intent, his current cultivation base is a third-level martial artist, and the difference in levels is enough to make up for the lack of sword intent.

The scene of Mo Lin killing Xu Bin with a sword not long ago, the mad wolf has heard about it, he has been looking for opportunities to compete with Mo Lin, but the mad wolf has a lonely character, mercenary, and does not bother to do things that are not beneficial. Now hearing that Polygonum multiflorum sent out ten thousand soul stones to kill Mo Lin, my heart immediately moved.

"Very good, remember not to kill him right away, save him, I want him to kneel in front of me and beg for mercy! Also let him understand before he dies that he can't even defeat you, so what right does he have to challenge me!" He Shouwu looked at Mad Wolf with satisfaction, sword intent against sword intent, he wanted to see how long Mo Lin could last.

"clear."

Dire Wolf nodded slightly, stepped to the opposite side of Mo Lin, untied the rope on his chest, and took off a slender package on his back. After opening, a blood-red saber leaked into the air.

"I haven't used this knife for a long time, I hope you don't let me down."

Mo Lin frowned, watching every move of the mad wolf, until he took out the saber, then suddenly turned to look at the presiding elder not far away, and said, "According to the rules of the spring meeting, the opponent I challenge must not refuse to fight, right? ?”

The presiding elder was reminiscing about the scene of Mo Lin's killing just now, when he suddenly heard a voice, he froze for a moment, and quickly realized: "That's right, there is indeed such a rule."

"Then what's the matter with this guy? I obviously didn't challenge him, but he came out to fight me. Can I refuse?" Mo Lin asked again.

The presiding elder nodded: "Of course, the ranking competition only allows the weak to challenge the strong. Dire Wolf is ranked seventh. You just defeated four people and ranked 97. He has no right to challenge you."

Dire Wolf's expression changed.

He didn't expect Mo Lin to use the sect's rules to suppress him, not daring to fight with him, and a look of disdain suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"You dare not fight me?"

Thinking of the [-] soul stones, Dire Wolf, who never liked talking too much, couldn't help but mocked Mo Lin.

"Joke, I dare to beat Polygonum multiflorum, would I be afraid of you?" Mo Lin smiled disdainfully.

The mad wolf was speechless, what Mo Lin said was the truth, he challenged Polygonum multiflorum, and he was just a thug under the reward of Polygonum multiflorum, it was normal for Mo Lin to refuse to fight, at this moment, no one would laugh at it He is cowardly.

The appearance of Dire Wolf seemed to be a farce. He Shouwu's gums were bleeding from his bites. He felt that he was about to be driven crazy. He could use his power to kill Mo Lin, but he just happened to catch up with this damn ranking match , for the first time he hated the sect's rules.

He Shouwu was ready to make a move, he stepped forward, walked towards Mo Lin, and was about to call out the mad wolf, but Mo Lin's voice sounded at this moment.

"However, since you are standing in front of me, I accept your challenge."

"..."

He Shouwu stopped in an instant, feeling as if a handful of straws had been stuffed into his heart, not to mention the discomfort he was holding back, he didn't understand whether Mo Lin did it on purpose or a coincidence, why he couldn't figure out his thoughts every time, and kept going like this , he was really going to be driven crazy.

But at this time, Mo Lin frowned slightly as if he had just seen Polygonum multiflorum, and asked in doubt, "What's the matter with you?"

"Kill him! Kill him for me!"

Polygonum multiflorum completely ran away, hoarse and hoarse.

The wolf lowered his head and looked at the bloody long knife in his hand. His eyes were gentle, just like looking into the eyes of a lover. He slowly raised his wrinkles, and gently stroked the scabbard, as if stroking the smooth and soft skin of a lover. , this well-known knife repair master in the inner sect seemed to have turned into a young man who fell in love, and the ferocious wolf-like aura disappeared without a trace.

"This blood knife has been with me for many years, and I have always cared for it as my life. Over the years, it has drunk countless people's blood, and I have never met an opponent who has comprehended the knife's intent. Today is really a good day .”

The mad wolf's expression was almost crazy, it looked ridiculous, but Mo Lin's expression became serious for the first time, he could feel the mad wolf's obsession with blood knives, this is a real knife obsession!
"Do you... want to see my knife?"

The mad wolf slowly raised his head and glanced at Mo Lin. Before he could speak, a cloud of blood mist suddenly rose in the air. With a loud and clear metal tremor, the blood-colored long knife came out of its sheath and turned into a blood-colored cloud. The storm, like a herd of galloping beasts, swept over!

"Knife intent!"

Mo Lin's pupils contracted sharply, and illusory knife shadows surged from all directions in the blood mist, enveloping his whole body, making him unable to avoid it, as if his whole body had fallen into a boundless mountain of knives Among them, as long as you make a slight move, you will be hit with a devastating blow!
This feeling was so familiar, Mo Lin finally understood where the mad wolf's confidence came from, and he also comprehended the sword intent!
At this moment, if it were someone else, he would have been rushed by the ubiquitous knife shadow. Unfortunately, he met Mo Lin. The unstoppable knife intent in the eyes of ordinary people seemed too much to Mo Lin. A little weaker.

The blood-stained cold iron knife swayed out along with Mo Lin's arm, and countless smaller, but extremely clear knife shadows centered on Mo Lin's body, bursting out like exploding fireworks, turning into an overwhelming The snowflake of the knife met the bloody mist.

clang clang clang...

In the dense sound of rapid plucking of strings, snowflakes collided with blood mist, tyranny and sharp energy mixed together, crazily cutting the surrounding space, and the unfeeling table made of black martial rock was instantly covered by this invisible The airflow drew densely packed fine marks.

"Sword Intent vs. Saber Intent, it's terrible!"

The sect disciples around the Unfeeling Sect retreated one after another, and even the top [-] masters on the stage showed horror and dodged backwards.

The spatial shock caused by the collision of sword intent was too violent, and the vitality between the heaven and the earth became disordered and unstable. Wuxiu, who was close to him, felt difficult to breathe, as if his body would be torn into pieces in the next moment.

"Who, who is stronger?"

"It should be the mad wolf. His blood mist sword intent has a wide range, and it dissipated in the end."

"Ignorant, didn't you see that the sleeves of the mad wolf were cut several times? Mo Lin didn't even lose a single hair, Mo Lin is slightly better."

"How is it possible! He is stronger than the wolf?!"

The snowflakes and the blood mist dispersed as soon as they touched it. If it wasn't for the hundreds of cut marks on the ground, it seemed that everything just now was just an illusion, and some people in the crowd immediately started talking.

(End of this chapter)