Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 153 Battle Zhao Tianya
"I bother!"

The flesh on Zhao Tianya's face became distorted, and he pointed at Mo Lin and shouted: "Mo Lin, what are you dreaming about! The Jueqing Sect has been exterminated, and your biggest backer, Huangfutian, is dead. The old man and the old lady Su have also turned into ashes, let’s see who can help you now! Pay off the debt? I’m here to collect debts, aren’t you very arrogant these days? Now, I see who else can save you!”

Mo Lin froze. He had already guessed that Aunt Su's chance of surviving was very small. Hearing Zhao Tianya's words with his own ears, his heart twitched involuntarily, but he still had a little luck.

"You mean... Aunt Sun Laosu is dead? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Zhao Tianya laughed grimly, "Nonsense, I not only saw old man Sun being torn to pieces by dragons and scorpions, but also old lady Su whose eyes were gouged out by Sect Master Xiao, and her body was smashed into the coffin by a ghost. Now you have become a refined corpse, and you, I will peel your skin and constrict your tendons, so that you can't survive or die, I will cut you with a knife!"

To Mo Lin, Zhao Tianya hated Mo Lin to the extreme, and his voice squeezed out one by one from his teeth. In this dark secret passage, it was like a ghost from Nine Nether Hell howling, unspeakably eerie.

A trace of worry flashed in Ouyang Xueqing's eyes, who had lost her cultivation base, but Mo Lin in front suddenly left an afterimage in the air, flashed out like a ghost, and rushed towards Zhao Tianya.

"Iron handprint!"

A violent roar aroused a roaring sound wave in the secret passage.

Mo Lin knew that Zhao Tianya hated him, so he thought about it differently. If he was Zhao Tianya, who was ruined by persecution and lived like a wild dog, he would also wish to kill himself.

Since the battle is inevitable, let's act first and kill Zhao Tianya as soon as possible.

With a faint silver light, the huge black palm print moved towards Zhao Tianya's chest.

Seeing Mo Lin approaching suddenly, the corners of Zhao Tianya's mouth slightly raised, and a sinister smile flashed in his eyes. He let out a low growl, the soul in his body circulated rapidly, his right hand formed into a palm, and he slapped it out with a violent wind .

"Big tearing palm!"

boom!
The two palm prints collided with each other, the vitality surged, and the roar was like thunder in the closed secret passage. The shock made the two of them retreat seven or eight steps before they stood firm.

"So strong!"

Mo Lin gasped. Although Zhao Tianya had a bad character and was lewd and lustful, his cultivation strength was not the slightest bit watery. He knew that he was two levels behind the opponent, so he used all his strength in this palm. Unexpectedly, it only shocked the opponent. It's just a retreat, and it didn't cause substantial damage.

Mo Lin was surprised, but Zhao Tianya was even more surprised than him.

His thought was the same as that of Mo Lin, he also wanted to win with one blow, so he used all his strength in the palm just now. He thought that even if he couldn't kill Mo Lin, he could shatter his arm and send people flying. How could Mo Lin know? Lin actually only took a few steps back, and the two were evenly matched, evenly matched.

"This kid has grown up so fast, he has cultivated the iron handprint to the state of great accomplishment, and it seems that he is not far from great perfection. He is really a monster."

Feeling the faint numbness coming from his arm, Zhao Tianya's trembling heart instantly turned into a cold murderous intent. The five soul rings above his head disappeared in a flash, and one exuded a stench. The sound of the wind wound around Mo Lin's neck, and a dagger slipped out of his right sleeve, piercing Mo Lin's forehead like lightning.

"The Sword of Slaying!"

The full-strength attack of a fifth-level martial artist was terrifying. Knowing that he could not suppress the opponent in terms of strength, Mo Lin held the handle of the machete with his right hand, and a cold light slashed down with a sound like tearing through the air. In the heart of his left hand, A green vine as thick as a little finger pierced out soundlessly like a sharp arrow off the string.

"Dragon elephant armor-piercing stab!"

The spiky knives condensed by the stars were disillusioned, and there were bursts of air explosions in the air. The swords collided, and the splashing souls were like exploding fireworks. There were a few soft bangs, and the clothes on Zhao Tianya's body He was cut with more than a dozen cuts, and retreated repeatedly during the confrontation. Mo Lin's left arm was also cut with blood. After taking a step back, he forced his body to stand still, and the soul essence in his body poured into Kaishan in a strange way. In the knife, countless stars lit up in the dark secret passage instantly, and a half-moon-shaped knife shadow was like a newborn crescent moon, dragging a tail of light that cut through the space, and beheaded.

"Star-empty-slash!"

The soul essence in Mo Lin's Qi Sea poured out like a flood that opened the gate, and the speed decreased sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye. In terms of strength, Zhao Tianya could not be suppressed. Mo Lin decided to win with speed and martial skills, in order to end the battle in the shortest possible time , He didn't have any reservations, he squandered the soul essence in his body like crazy.

The starlight all over the sky illuminated Zhao Tianya's Evil Spirit Vine and Mo Lin's Ivy Spear, the two plant martial spirits collided in the air, making a muffled pop, the sharp Ivy Spear pierced through the Evil Spirit Vine, It was more than half a meter long at the back, abruptly changed its flight path, and then twisted strangely, entangled like a vine climbing a big tree.

The main reason why plant spirits are called waste spirits is that most plants in the world are very fragile and have no lethal power.

But Zhao Tianya's Evil Spirit Vine is different.

This kind of plant has tenacious vitality, and can survive in the most filthy and miasma-filled swamps. Detoxification will soon lose combat power. When the number of poisonous vines reaches a certain level, martial arts masters will stay away. Therefore, Zhao Tianya's martial spirit is one of the few plant martial spirits with strong lethality. With it, this I don't know how many martial arts masters have been defeated by him in the past few years.

However, at this time, the Evil Spirit Vine finally met its nemesis.

Its tenacity was completely vulnerable to Mo Lin's ivy spear, and it was blocked before it got close. The most desperate thing was the entanglement power of the ivy. There was a dent, deeply sunken in, like a huge black boa constrictor wrapped around a thin snake, struggling to land on the ground together, rolling violently.

The light of the spatula under the starry sky flickered away, as if a crack had been torn open in the void and then quickly closed. Zhao Tianya's face changed drastically, and he let out a shrill scream. The dagger in his hand instantly swung seventeen knives, weaving into a piece The impenetrable knife net greeted him.

However, this dense network of swords only slightly stagnated Wupei's sword momentum, and could not resolve this fierce and killing blow at all.

The storage bag on Zhao Tianya's waist suddenly lit up, and more than a dozen talismans turned into light curtains in front of him during his retreat.

(End of this chapter)