Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 56 Kill You!
"Call your sister!"

Mo Lin sneered in his heart, full of fighting spirit. He didn't expect that the Iron Handprint combined with the Lightning from All Directions could suppress Mo Chen, who couldn't fight back. In an instant, his confidence in winning was overwhelming, and he was ready to look for opportunities to deliver the final blow.

Mo Chen kept retreating, and was soon forced to the edge of the martial arts stage. If he retreated any further, he would fall off the stage. According to the rules of the annual meeting, falling off the stage would mean a failure in the martial arts competition. In front of the whole village, It is absolutely intolerable for Mo Chen to be defeated by a martial artist who has the strength of a martial artist. If it is spread, his reputation in Mojia Village will definitely be discredited and become a lifetime of shame.

Seeing Mo Lin's iron handprint came over again, this time Mo Chen didn't resist, but roared fiercely, the soul essence in his body gushed out along the ten soul veins like a flood that opened the gate, and the surrounding wind vortex started Trembling violently, almost at the same time it turned into a palm-sized sharp blade and covered Mo Lin in front of him.

"Martial Soul Skill: Wind Crack!"

Mo Lin's pupils contracted slightly, and a strong chill suddenly appeared in his heart. Facing these overwhelming wind blades, he had nowhere to hide. The only way to resist was to defend with all his strength. The moment he came, he gritted his teeth, turned his heart, his body moved forward instead of retreating, his feet slammed on the lost step, there was a thunder in the air, and the black iron knife cut a silver-white horse, and slashed out.

"Sword Intent, Wuju!"

The terrifying murderous intent slashed down in the air, breaking the constraints of the rules between heaven and earth, breaking through the restriction of the cage of martial arts principles, dozens of wind blades directly in front of them shattered at the sound, and with a few hissing sounds, Mo Lin's clothes were cut off Seven or eight incisions were made, the skin underneath was also cut, and blood flowed out instantly, but Mo Chen on the opposite side let out a miserable scream, the clothes on his chest were torn apart, and a half-foot-long hole suddenly split open on his left chest. The mouth was wide open, and blood gushed out wildly.

"Ink dust!"

"what!"

There were screams all around, the two people on the stage were both injured, but everyone could see that Mo Lin was only slightly injured, while the wound on Mo Chen's chest was so deep that the bones were visible, it was obviously much heavier!
Mo Chen was cold all over, and the storm rolled up by Feng Wuhun blew the blood into the air, a bright red world appeared in front of his eyes, he was injured!Not only was he injured, but Mo Chen also felt a crisis that would only arise when facing the threat of death. The killing intent in the air seemed to destroy his soul!
"Molin wants to kill me!"

Yes, Mo Lin did want to kill someone. Mo Tianhu had deliberately planned to put him to death with a rule of not admitting defeat. Wasn't his purpose just to destroy him?Blood for blood, tooth for tooth, how could Mo Lin soften his heart towards those who wanted to kill him?He wants to make an example and give Mo Tianhu back!
boom!
The iron handprint came first, knocking away Mo Chen's martial spirit in an instant, and Mo Lin's black iron knife shone brightly, and the condensed thunder light hissed, and he lifted it into the air again.

"Beast, you dare!"

Mo Tianhu yelled violently and jumped up against the table. At this time, Mo Chen was already terrified and had no will to fight. Coupled with the deep knife wound on his chest, it was impossible to resist Mo Lin's knife. Father, he had to save his son.

"Mo Tianhu, you set the rules, you lose if you fall to the ground, and your son is still standing. Do you want to intervene?"

Mo Qingshan did his part, stepped forward, and came to Mo Tianhu, blocking the body that Mo Tianhu wanted to step out. At this time, he released his murderous aura, and an unstoppable domineering aura gushed out, like a An immovable mountain lies between heaven and earth.

"Fourth, get out of the way!"

Seeing that Mo Lin's saber was ready to strike, Mo Tianhu's expression changed dramatically.

"dream!"

Mo Qingshan sneered, he was extremely disappointed with Mo Tianhu, if Mo Lin failed, would he let Mo Chen show mercy?When it's his son's turn to be unlucky, he wants to intervene. Could it be that Mo Chen is the only one who has a father?

"I once said that in 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, you have to stay on the front line, but you father and son are too good at doing things, so don't blame me for being cruel!"

Looking at Mo Chen, who was covering his wound with a terrified expression, Mo Lin said coldly, and waved down the hand that raised the knife.

"stop!"

A soft shout came, and Mo Jiao rushed towards him. In the midair, a mountain of ice and fire fell down like the sky collapsed. At the same time, a shield of condensed frost blocked Mo Chen's body.

"roll."

Mo Lin yelled angrily, swung his falling arm in a circle, and slashed out, facing the falling mountain of ice and fire.

"Crack!"

The shards of frost and the light of flame shattered, and Mo Jiao was cut back with a single blow.

"die."

Another cold drink came from behind, Mo Lin didn't even think about it, he turned around and stabbed.

A tyrannical force came, and Mo Lin's body flew out, and he was knocked off the stage. His throat was sweet, and a line of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Shameless!"

Mo Qingshan let out a snarl, followed by several bursts of crackling, and ten purple-red soul rings flashed away above his head, turning into a phantom of a blood-colored tiger head, pounced towards the middle-aged martial artist who attacked Mo Lin out.

This middle-aged martial artist was one of the elders sitting in the arena. He was ranked eighth in the elders' meeting. Seeing Mo Chen's defeat, he stabbed Mo Lin behind his back. Without any power to fight back, Mo Lin, who had comprehended the sword intent of the first level, had extremely keen perception. He blocked his fatal blow at the most critical moment, but was seriously injured.

"Merlin."

Tang Xiaobao screamed, and hurried to Mo Lin's side, and supported him.

"Great Elder, save me!"

Seeing Mo Qingshan rushing towards him, the Eighth Elder screamed in horror, but his strength was far from that of Mo Qingshan, and Mo Tianhu was far away, even if he wanted to make a move, it would be too late.

click!
Mo Qingshan's fist hit the Eighth Elder's chest, and with a crisp sound, the Eighth Elder's chest collapsed, and he retreated several steps, with blood gushing out of his mouth.

"you you……"

With a plop, the Eighth Elder fell to the ground before he finished speaking, with regret and unwillingness on his face, his eyes wide open, and he died.

"The eighth elder broke the rules of the annual meeting and wanted to assassinate the patriarch's son, and he has been executed on the spot!"

Mo Qingshan's voice was as cold as ice, and it spread to every corner of the martial arts field.

All the surrounding villagers trembled in their hearts. Mo Tianhu and others originally wanted to ask questions, but they were all silent after hearing this.

Assassinating the son of the patriarch is a capital offense in Mojia Village, this is the village rule!
At this moment, the eyes looking at Mo Qingshan were full of fear, which was the instinctive awe of martial arts experts. The eighth elder was a third-level martial artist, and he was killed by a single blow.

Mo Qingshan turned his head and looked at Mo Jiao, with a chill in his eyes: "Qing Yunzong taught you such a shameless genius?"

Mo Jiao gritted her teeth, feeling the killing intent on Mo Qingshan's body, she didn't dare to vent her breath, but a chill of fear grew in her heart, while Mo Qingshan walked towards her while talking.

"You, what are you doing!"

Mo Jiao took a step back in horror.

"What are you doing? Kill you!"

Mo Qingshan's voice is loud, and his killing intent is getting stronger and stronger. Mo Lin is his only son, and it is fair to fight against Mo Chen. When they think Mo Chen will win, they decide to fight to the death. When they find that they are invincible, they attack , How can Mo Qingshan not be angry?
Mo Jiao and the Eighth Elder attacked and sabotaged the competition. According to the village rules, they should be punished. Just now, if Mo Lin hadn't resisted in time, they would have been killed by Mo Jiao's martial arts skills. Now that the Eighth Elder is dead, Mo Jiao , have to die!

(End of this chapter)