Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 487 Fighting Zen Masters

Seeing the eighteen masters of King Wu, Shengzong's face showed unprecedented solemnity, and he suddenly said with emotion: "With these 18 people helping you, it's no wonder that the Northern Man will be destroyed."

But Mo Lin's answer took him by surprise.

"Unfortunately, they are not mine."

"kindness?"

Shengzong looked at Mo Lin puzzled, "Not yours?"

"You are finally here."

Mo Lin didn't answer Shengzong, his eyes swept over the faces of the eighteen monks one by one.

"Bahuang Zen Sect takes revenge for the same sect, it has nothing to do with others, please step aside!"

One of the monks stared at Emperor Shengzong and shouted coldly and proudly.

A look of coldness flashed in Shengzong's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Are you from the eight wildernesses?"

"This holy monk is the head of the Eighteen Vajras of Zen Buddhism, Master Mingjue."

Shengzong turned his head to look at Mo Lin, "Are they the enemies you mentioned earlier?"

Mo Lin nodded, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Yeah, you see, isn't that lofty virtue worthy of a beating?"

Shengzong also smiled: "As for who beat whom, I don't know yet. However, this trip to the northern barbarians was not in vain. We won them and our alliance was formally established."

Mo Lin rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, did you make a mistake? Let me hit eighteen by myself? You won't help?"

Shengzong said: "They are looking for revenge for you, what have I to do with you? If you die, I just take the opportunity to take over the northern barbarians. Do you think I will let this opportunity pass?" After finishing speaking, Shengzong smiled lightly at Mingjue , "You guys continue." Walking outside.

"Son."

Wang Ba was so scared that his whole body was covered in cold sweat. He had followed Mo Lin for so long, so he naturally knew the hatred between Mo Lin and Zen, and he also knew that after Mo Lin occupied Piaoxue City, the main purpose of building magic circles and transforming the city day and night was to fight against Zen revenge.

But after all the calculations, they never expected that they would be surrounded by each other when they left Piaoxue City for the first time, and all the preparations in Tianwang Palace had become decorations. How could Wang Ba not be in a hurry?
But so what?
Wang Ba is just a useless person who can't cultivate, not to mention that the opponent is a strong martial king, even if he is a martial artist, he can't deal with it. In this kind of situation, he can't help at all except stare blankly.

"They are looking for me. It has nothing to do with you, a trash who can't cultivate. Just stay aside. If I die, leave Beiman with your father and tell everyone not to avenge me."

Mo Lin looked at Wang Ba, confessed his last words solemnly, and nuzui signaled him to follow Emperor Shengzong.

"Okay, Wang Ba will definitely keep your words in mind."

Wang Ba nodded vigorously, he didn't cry bitterly, he simply led the two horses and walked out.

"Blood cicadas, golden cicadas, and silver cicadas all died in my hands. Since you are here for revenge, then do it. Do you come one by one, or together?"

Seeing Wang Ba leave, Mo Lin heaved a sigh of relief. What he was most worried about was that these monks would suddenly kill Wang Ba, so he deliberately said that he was a waste who could not cultivate, and asked him to hide beside the Holy Sect. He believed that once he In the event of an accident, Shengzong will definitely protect Wang Ba, and he will be relieved of his worries.

"Mo Lin, hand over the Jiuli demon snake and my Zen treasures, and this Zen master can spare you."

Mingjue said in a cold voice.

Mo Lin snorted coldly with disdain, and said, "Joke? It's not certain who will spare who. Stop talking nonsense and do it. If you want someone, you can beat me."

"Stubborn! Brother, let me teach him a lesson."

A monk beside Mingjue shouted coldly.

"Alright, junior brother, be careful."

The monk snorted angrily, and suddenly raised his hand, the surrounding wind suddenly picked up, the blizzard stopped suddenly, and a pale golden finger print pointed towards Mo Lin's heart.

"Fifth-level Martial King!"

Seeing the release of the monk's cultivation base, Shengzong raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he had already felt that these 18 people were all masters of King Wu, he couldn't see the specific cultivation base. Now he saw the monk making a move, and he was slightly surprised. He has the strength of the fifth level of the earth evil realm!

Mo Lin remained motionless like a mountain, and just when the finger print hit his chest, a bright saber light pierced the space in front of him and met the opponent's finger print, and there was a thunderous sound as the soul in his body swallowed , There are thousands of rays of light.

"Burning Sun Slash!"

Amidst the tooth-piercing sound of metal collisions, a rain of blood sprayed into the air, and then the monk screamed pitifully, his entire arm was chopped off by Mo Lin!

Quiet.

Needle drop is audible.

Everyone, including Emperor Shengzong, never expected that Mo Lin would cut off the arm of a fifth-level Martial King all at once.

But Mo Lin didn't stop there, at the same time that the monk screamed and retreated violently, a second saber light slashed out, cutting towards the opponent's lower abdomen from bottom to top.

"careful!"

"Senior brother!"

There were several exclamations around.

But it's too late.

The monk's body was cut in two by Mo Lin, and there was no movement after landing.

fast.

Everything happened too fast.

No reaction time at all.

"kill!"

One of his companions was damaged as soon as he made a move, which caused the remaining seventeen Zen masters to be shocked and angry. When Mingjue gave an order, two shadows of sticks rolled up and two snow dragons smashed down in the air, descending on Molin body.

The light of swords suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, and thousands of sword lights pierced the air and rolled back. Mo Lin's body flew out like a kite with a broken string amidst the sound of the collision of swords and sticks. The wings trembled out, bringing his body soaring into the sky!

"Chase!"

There was no need for Mingjue to order, three Zen masters flew into the air, and when each raised his hand, a large net woven by thousands of rays of light fell in the sky, covering the space with a radius of several kilometers.

Mo Lin's face sank like water, and he retracted his wings suddenly, his body was like lightning, and he turned into a sudden descent. In an instant, he arrived beside one of the monks, and he dragged out a ten-foot-long light from the sword in his hand, and chopped it down.

The monk couldn't hold back, felt the terrifying killing intent of the knife, and it was too late to hide, so he could only raise his Zen staff to parry, and amidst the earth-shaking roar, this Zen master with the strength of a fifth-level martial king felt It was like being hit by a big mountain, the arm was numb due to the terrifying force, the tiger's mouth burst open, and the body was smashed to the ground.

boom!
The mud splashed and mixed with snow flakes bloomed like fireworks.

At the same time that this Zen master shocked Mo Lin's terrifying power, another scream of pain came to his ear. From the corner of his eyes, he saw blood gushing from the chest of one of his fellow disciples, falling powerlessly to the ground go.

And Mo Lin, who originally thought that he would lose his ability to fight even if he wasn't seriously injured, had rushed to the No.3 flying Zen master, and swung hundreds of knives in the blink of an eye!

"So fast!"

Emperor Shengzong's pupils shrank again and again, being shocked again and again by Mo Lin's terrifying speed and fierce shots.

(End of this chapter)