Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 500 Let's Go Together

Seeing the Tanlang King swallowing the pill, Mo Lin smiled, stretched out his hand to help him up from the ground, then patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the arena without saying anything.

However, Mo Lin had just walked a few steps when a thunderous voice sounded from the stands behind him.

"Mo Lin, I, the Yanzu Clan, challenge you."

The sound rolled, attracting everyone's attention.

Mo Lin's face remained unchanged, he stopped, turned around slowly, looked at the seating area of ​​the Yanzu Tribe, and his eyes fell on the face of the Yanzu Barbarian King.

"The werewolf clan is not good at defense. Just because you can defeat the Greedy Wolf King doesn't mean you can defeat other barbarian kings. If you want to be the king of the northern barbarians and us to surrender, you have to accept the challenges of all our tribes. Back then Before Heavenly King Huyan came to power, he traveled alone to the territories of the nine barbarian kings and defeated us one by one. Since you killed Heavenly King Huyan, you should also have the strength to defeat us. I believe you will not dare to fight, right?"

The few words of the Yanzu barbarian king spoke out the hearts of all the barbarian kings, and also pulled several other barbarian kings to his side, standing on the opposite side of Mo Lin.

It was said that they wanted to challenge Mo Lin, but in reality, they were sending Mo Lin a challenge on behalf of the remaining seven barbarian kings.

Mo Lin's eyes lingered on Yanzu Barbarian King for a moment, then glanced at the other barbarian kings. After a moment of silence, he said, "Who else is not convinced, let's stand up together."

As soon as the words fell, among the remaining seven barbarian kings, except for Lu Qilin and Huangquan barbarian king, the other five all stood up.

"God arm, what? Scared? Don't even dare to challenge?"

Seeing that Huangquan Barbarian King and Lu Qilin didn't get up, White Eagle Wing King's mocking voice sounded.

Lu Qilin glanced at the White Eagle Wing King, and said coldly: "The two hundred tribes in this king's territory have long surrendered to the Heavenly King's Palace. , is not a glorious thing.”

"Oh, cowards! Cowards! Do you think other tribes are as cowardly as you?" White Eagle Wing King sneered, and his eyes fell on Huangquan Barbarian King, "Huangquan, I remember you fought with Lu Qilin's tribe not long ago. In the field, he took refuge in Tianwang Palace, how about you?"

The Barbarian King of Huangquan smiled wryly, looked at the White Eagle Wing King and said, "This king can't even defeat a single guard of the Heavenly King Palace. You asked me to challenge his master, isn't it self-inflicted humiliation? I don't want to surrender, but what can I do? You can't beat them."

At this moment, Mo Lin's voice sounded.

"Since you are not convinced, well, to save time, let's go together."

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The arena was quiet at first, and then boiling like a tide.

Including several barbarian kings, everyone thought they heard it wrong.

Even Ye Tunjing, Ouyang Xueqing and others in the stands were stunned for a moment.

Although in the battle with the Greedy Wolf King, Mo Lin showed terrifying fighting power, but the other six barbarian kings were all strong and had their own strengths, and Mo Lin actually wanted to fight six with one!

The Greedy Wolf King, who had just returned to the stage, froze for a moment and froze there.

The six barbarian kings looked at each other, and they all saw the incredible expressions on each other's faces.

"Mo Lin, your arrogance is admirable, but it's not to the point where the six of us join forces." The Earth Warlord of the Armored Bear Clan said in a deep voice.

"Our Armored Bear Clan never bullies the few with the more."

A delicate female voice also said: "Our Ice Clan will not join hands with others." It was the Glacier Queen who spoke.

"Insanity!"

"Unbelievable!"

The nine barbarian kings are all proud and arrogant. Facing Mo Lin's provocation, how can they join hands with others to fight against the enemy?The mocking scolding came to the ears of the surrounding people.

Mo Lin didn't give them a chance to continue to pretend.

Just as the sneers sounded one after another, he moved.

Mo Lin's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment he came to the Yanzu Barbarian King who provoked him. He reached out with his palm, grabbed his arm, and slammed into his arms. The Yanzu Barbarian King had no power to resist. Was thrown out.

Yanzu Barbarian King's body just flew into the air, and Mo Lin left behind an afterimage. He was already in front of the fifth-ranked Iron-backed Barbarian King. He fell, and the other palm grabbed his shoulder, and the iron-backed barbarian king also flew towards the middle of the arena.

Once the move was successful, Mo Lin didn't even look at the Ironback Barbarian King, his body disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he was already standing three meters in front of the Shadow Tiger Barbarian King.

The Shadow Tiger Barbarian King is a fourth-level martial king. He is good at speed. When he saw Mo Lin approaching suddenly, his blood talent was activated instantly. He raised his arm and slapped Mo Lin's chest.

Mo Lin didn't dodge or dodge, and a palm that contained [-]% of the strength of a fourth-level martial king slapped him firmly on the chest.

The picture of broken bones and blood spurting from the nose did not appear. Under the horrified eyes of the Shadow Tiger Barbarian King, Mo Lin's hand had already grabbed his wrist, and he flicked it casually, like a torn bag. When the Shadow Tiger Barbarian King flew into the air, there was a loud bang from the space around his previous seat, and a wave of energy visible to the naked eye rippled out, lifting dozens of people around into the air, screaming and screaming. Puffy blood rain stained the sky red.

The palm of the fourth-level Martial King was terrifying, but the aftermath of the palm force severely injured more than a dozen martial arts masters sitting around.

But Mo Lin's figure disappeared again, and appeared in front of the White Eagle Wing King.

Mo Lin shot three times in a row before, pulling the three barbarian kings off their seats and throwing them into the arena. The barbarian king suddenly flew out for no reason, and no one saw his figure clearly until Mo Lin appeared in front of the White Eagle Wing King.

The White Eagle family inherited the blood of the ancient eagles. No matter in terms of eyesight or spiritual perception, they were far from comparable to orcs of the same level. Although Mo Lin moved quickly, the speed of the White Eagle Wing King was not slow.

Others could not see Mo Lin's attack clearly before, but he could not escape the eyes of the White Eagle Wing King. The moment Yan Zu Barbarian King flew up, he was already vigilant.

One second, to ordinary people, is extremely short, it is just the blink of an eye, but to a strong Martial King, it can already do many things.

Almost at the same time as Mo Lin approached, the White Eagle Wing King had already soared into the sky. In mid-air, the terrifying power of the fourth-level Martial King exploded, and a phantom of a ten-foot-long black eagle claw grabbed the space below.

This claw is the racial talent of the White Eagle Wing King. With all his strength, even a high-grade spiritual armor can be easily scratched.

however.

The black claws landed on Mo Lin's body, only making his body slightly stagnant. The claw marks sharper than gold and iron scratched his body, and sparks flew everywhere, without leaving any traces!
(End of this chapter)