Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 187 You Are Molin!

"A fourth-level martial artist?"

Long Fei's eyes narrowed again, however, at this moment, he suddenly felt that the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth was rapidly gathering towards Mo Lin, turning into sharp blades visible to the naked eye and wrapping around his body.

"Knife intent!"

Long Fei's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart stopped beating. He clearly felt that Mo Lin's terrifying saber intent was stronger than his fist intent!
"How is it possible! Is it the second-level sword intent... no distance?"

As if to confirm Long Fei's conjecture, Mo Lin suddenly took a step forward. With this step, he left a distance of ten meters behind him. With Long Fei's eyesight, he could only see an afterimage!
"Thunderstorm Fist!"

A threat of death was suddenly rewarded, Long Fei let out a roar, and his thick soul turned into hundreds of punches and blasted out violently.

"Dragon Elephant - Shocking Strike!"

Mo Lin's machete once again unleashed a sky-shaking strike, and with the blessing of the saber intent, the power of this knife was fully doubled, and it collided fiercely with Long Fei's iron fist.

In the dense forest, flying sand and rocks, the space trembled, countless gravels and grasses were twisted into pieces by the violent soul essence, and a tall tree with the thickness of a man's waist was broken by the middle, and before it fell to the ground, it was blown by the ensuing knife energy. The fists were chopped into a pile of bad wood, the shadows of the knives flickered, and the shadows of the fists criss-crossed. The two of them came and went, and fought together.

Click click!

In the dense forest, big trees continued to collapse, and fifty moves passed in a blink of an eye. Although Long Fei's saber intent was one level behind Mo Lin's, he could suppress and practiced a set of mysterious skills with two levels higher cultivation base. High-level physical martial arts, and did not show defeat.

Long Fei was shocked by Mo Lin's talent in martial arts, and he had already made the determination to kill him at all costs. Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, although he was anxious, he thought that the opponent was two levels lower than himself, and the soul essence in his body That's three times worse, so he kept launching violent attacks, trying to use up Mo Lin's soul energy with the tactics of a war of attrition, and then kill him.

However, as time went by, Long Fei was surprised to find that the soul energy in Mo Lin's body seemed to be inexhaustible, and he had consumed more than half of it, and the opponent's offensive showed no signs of weakening.

"how is this possible!"

Long Fei was secretly startled, and his speed of attack became faster.

Mo Lin was also anxious to end the battle. Long Fei was the strongest opponent he had encountered since he comprehended the sword intent. It can exert half of its power, and the difference between the two levels makes the lethality of the saber intent drop again.

And the swordsmanship and boxing technique he used, at least it was a middle-grade mysterious martial art, Mo Lin couldn't break through for a while!

"No, the battle must be ended as soon as possible, otherwise, Zhao Qiang can only die."

As soon as Mo Lin gritted his teeth, the saber's posture changed suddenly, and shining stars bloomed from the blade, filling the whole world.

A bright knife shadow soared into the sky, turned into a crescent moon and slashed towards Long Fei.

"Star Slash!"

The horrific knife gesture made Long Fei feel a deadly threat that can only be felt when facing death. While he was backing away, he slapped the storage bag, and a blood-red talisman suddenly flew out. It turned into a red mask to protect him in it.

The crescent moon in mid-air slashed on the mask, leaving only a shallow crack, which was blown away by the shock.

"Lin Mo, my Wuji True Talisman is enough to block the full blow of a second-level Wuzong expert. Let's see how you break it!"

Long Fei let out a sneer, sword in his right hand and fist in the left, and attacked again.

With the protection of the mask, Long Fei had completely given up on defense. He wanted to use a fierce attack to force Mo Lin's soul essence. After using the knife just now, he believed that Mo Lin had no way to launch a more powerful attack. .

However, speaking of it, Long Fei was depressed enough. He bought this Martial Amulet at a sky-high price, and it was also the last card to save his life. Unexpectedly, he was forced out by Mo Lin, and the resentment in his heart was even greater.

Mo Lin had no time to speak. At this moment, if he couldn't break through the protection of the True Talisman, all his attacks would be a joke.

"Ivy turns into a spear!"

"Mirror clone!"

The protective cover condensed by the talismans has an upper limit to withstand attacks. When the damage accumulates to a certain level, it will burst. Mo Lin no longer holds back his hand, and used the last hole card that was intended to give Long Fei a fatal blow at the critical moment ——Mirror clone.

Ivy spears pierced the real talisman mask continuously, and the sudden appearance of the doppelganger made Long Fei's heart feel chill again.

He practiced in the Xiaoyao Holy Academy, and he has seen a lot of knowledge. He knows that there are some mutant martial spirits in the world who have the technique of avatars. For example, the shadow martial spirit can transform into tens of thousands. He actually has twin martial souls!

Mysterious-level middle-grade boxing skills, mysterious-level middle-grade sword skills, mysterious-level middle-grade body skills, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old fourth-level martial artist, twin martial souls, sword intent...

All of this concentrated on one person means that there will be a peerless genius who is more terrifying than the Seven Great Talents in Fengshen Academy!

And his endless soul energy, could it be that he also broke through a virtual vein?
Then who is this Lin Mo?

Void Step, Saber Intent, Ivy Spirit, Lin Mo, Lin Mo... Mo Lin!
"You are Mo Lin, you are Mo Lin of the Heartless Sect!"

An unbelievable name appeared in Long Fei's mind, and he couldn't help but blurted out.

Mo Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, unexpectedly, Long Fei guessed his identity.

"You are very smart, but unfortunately, you know it too late."

It's no wonder that Long Fei can guess it. Looking at the entire Yunlan Kingdom, how many people at his age can comprehend the sword intent?

Long Fei is a student of the Xiaoyao Holy Academy. Mo Lin's amazing performance in the Unfeeling Sect has long been known to everyone in the academy. Although most people think that Mo Lin is dead, Long Fei heard that he did not find Mo Lin. He hoped that Mo Lin would not die, so that he would have a chance to fight against him in the future!After all, there are too few young geniuses who comprehend the will of martial arts.

Now, he finally met Molin.

The two also fought together.

In the end...he lost.

A sixth-level martial artist against a fourth-level martial artist was forced to use talismans to save his life. This was an unprecedented humiliation for the always proud Long Fei.

Shocked, ashamed and angry, the soul in his body gushed out like a flood without a dike, and the shadows of fists all over the sky smashed down like a torrential rain with the black sword glow.

Mo Lin naturally couldn't guess what Long Fei was thinking.

He didn't have time to guess either.

The mirror image clone crazily attacked the protective mask with his killing intent, and his machete resisted Long Fei's stormy attack.

(End of this chapter)