Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 39 Bow Martial Soul, But That's All
"Then I'll let you know that arrogance comes at a price!"

Mu Yao drew out three golden arrows and put them on the bowstring. The bow martial soul behind her suddenly flickered three times quickly, and a sharp murderous aura instantly filled the surrounding space.

"I'm not going to fight back!"

Mo Lin's body flashed with lightning, and Phantom Fantrace suddenly activated and rushed out. This seemingly close sprint undoubtedly increased the impact of the flying arrow.

"Want to get close? Is it possible? Ti Yunzong!"

Mu Yao sneered, her body flitted backwards lightly, and at the moment of jumping up, three golden arrows shot into Mo Lin's eyebrows and shoulders respectively.

"Three arrows are fired together, and each arrow has a strength of seven thousand catties. If you have the ability, don't hide!"

"Who said I'm going to hide? You can see clearly with your eyes wide open! All directions are thunderous!"

Before Mu Yao could finish her sentence, her beautiful eyes froze, and three saber shadows that could not be seen by the naked eye bloomed from Mu Yang's chest, and the three sharp arrows that contained her full blow were like a kite with a broken string The scattered splashes landed in the surrounding grass.

"how is this possible!"

Mu Yao's beauty changed drastically. The three sharp arrows shot out at the same time. They seemed to be at the same speed, but they implied three different arrow skills. Unexpectedly, they were completely deciphered by Mo Lin. At this moment, she finally saw that Mo Lin Lin's strength is obviously not level eight, but level nine!

"How long has it been since he has become a level nine martial artist!"

Shocked in her heart, Mu Yao's speed did not slow down at all. With the help of light kung fu and body ladder, Yun Zong leaped backwards like a dragonfly on water without touching the ground, and at the same time, shot three more golden arrows.

Mo Lin didn't dodge or dodge, and still smashed with the knife, but the speed of the charge didn't decrease but increased. When Mu Yao put three sharp arrows on the bowstring for the third time, the cold tip of the knife had already touched her neck .

Mu Yao looked at the handsome smiling face in front of her in disbelief, her whole body froze.

"Bow Martial Soul, it turned out to be nothing more than that, remember, you owe me two lives."

After speaking, Mo Lin put the knife back into its sheath, turned and left.

Mu Yao bit her lips tightly, her face pale.

She is a rare cultivation genius of the Unfeeling Sect. She has become a ninth-level warrior at the age of 16. With her powerful bow martial spirit and superb archery skills, she has won the reputation of being invincible in the same realm.Of course, it is not known how many of those opponents who competed with her secretly released water.

Coupled with her stunning appearance and special background, no one in the entire sect would dare to disrespect her.

However, just now, her pride was severed in two by Mo Lin like those sharp arrows.

Her appearance has also become worthless in the eyes of the other party.

"I will definitely defeat you!"

Looking at the back in the distance, Mu Yao cried out hysterically in her heart.

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Back in the cave, Mo Lin found that Zhou Hongwu's body had disappeared.

Judging from the blood stains on the ground, it was known that Sun Ke'er had taken her away.

After much thought, Mo Lin still decided to move.

It is essential to be defensive. Who knows if a profligate woman like Sun Ke'er will bring someone back to cause trouble again?

Mo Lin is certainly not afraid, but one more thing is worse than one less thing. Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, he hopes to have more time to cultivate and attack the tenth soul vein.

"Fatty, open the door!"

Tang Xiaobao was extremely focused on refining medicine, even if the sky collapsed outside, it would be difficult to affect him. He opened the door after shouting for a long time, his face covered with soot was still full of displeasure.

"Brother, it's been three days so soon? I only made one batch of medicine!"

Looking at Tang Xiaobao's appearance, Mo Lin knew that he really didn't hear a bit of his beating to the death last night, and he was also very impressed by this.

"It's only been a day before we have to move."

"Why? It's not easy to find a cave." Tang Xiaobao was very unhappy. He had been looking for this cave for a long time.

Mo Lin briefly explained what happened last night, and Tang Xiaobao's face turned green with fright.

"Brother, how can you kill people? Just give them the cave? If the sect finds out about it, we will be in trouble! To kill disciples of the sect indiscriminately, according to the three rules of No. 30 of the Unfeeling Sect... We will be sentenced to death!"

"Are you stupid for refining medicine?"

Tang Xiaobao's purity made Mo Lin very speechless. He didn't understand why there were such pure disciples in the sect who survived to this day without being beaten to death.

"Go quickly!"

Tang Xiaobao was timid. Hearing that Mo Lin had killed someone, he didn't care about refining the medicine. After entering the cave, he extinguished the fire, and went out before the medicine cauldron was cold enough to carry his back. .

There are many cultivation caves in the nearby mountains, but it is not easy to find a cave that can make medicine. After walking for half a morning, a mountain stream suddenly appeared in front of us.

Mo Lin looked around, feeling a little familiar, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Isn't this Shuangzijian?"

When he came last time, Mo Lin noticed that there were many caves around the hot springs, but because he was hunted down by Mu Yao, he didn’t have time to take a closer look. Now that little girl has just been cleaned up by himself, so it’s better to borrow a cave. Divide.

"That's it, let's go!"

Seeing Mo Lin walking into the mountain stream, some disciples of the nearby sects gloated over his misfortune.

"Look, two more idiots have entered the practice site of Junior Sister Mu Yao, and this time it's exciting to watch again."

"Tell me, how long can they stay in there? Is it a broken arm or a broken leg?"

"Junior Sister Mu Yao was very angry when she came back just now, she seemed to be in a bad mood, she might kill someone."

"It deserves it, and I didn't ask where it was. I haven't seen a dead person for a long time."

At the edge of the hot spring, a beautiful figure appeared in Mo Lin's sight, it was Mu Yao who had just returned.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing Mo Lin, Mu Yao raised her brows, and her little face immediately sank again.

At this time, Mu Yao had already changed into a set of tight purple clothes, her exquisite body was vividly outlined, and because she had just bathed, there were still some drops of water on her hair, making her look even brighter and more attractive.

The little fat man was complaining that Mo Lin shouldn't kill people, and he kept rambling on, when he suddenly saw Mu Yao, his eyes straightened, and his saliva flowed like a waterfall.

"Is this your home? Do I need your consent to come?"

Mo Lin was too lazy to talk nonsense with Mu Yao, so he gave the little fat man a hand and walked towards the nearest cave.

The little fat man kept swallowing, and looked back at Mu Yao three times a step at a time. When he was stared at by her murderous eyes, he shrank his neck in fright, and immediately didn't dare to look at her.

The more Mo Lin ignored him, the more annoyed Mu Yao became, and she wanted to give him an arrow, but history just proved that she was no longer his opponent at all, if she couldn't beat him, so what?

"When I become a tenth-level warrior, I must make you look good!"

The cave for refining medicine not only needs to be close to the water source, but also needs to be well ventilated. Soon Mo Lin found a cave suitable for Tang Xiaobao. After settling him down, Mo Lin walked into a remote cave, opened the storage bag, and took out the mysterious cave. A mid-level martial art - Iron Handprint.

(End of this chapter)