Guess Lei Zun: I have a tower of magic town

Chapter 65

"Lin Mo?"

When they heard Ye Lin calling this name, the rest of the group exclaimed, with surprise in their eyes.

"Lin Mo, why did you appear here?" Zhang Jiang shouted in a deep voice.

The Second Elder said softly, "Could it be that the First Elder and the others didn't meet Lin Mo?"

Zhang Jiang nodded slowly, and said: "It should be like this, otherwise he would never be so lucky to come here. But anyway, since he came here, he will sacrifice the two brothers and sisters together to the dead disciples."

Ye Lin took a step forward and said with a grim smile: "Lin Mo, it's your luck that you didn't meet the Great Elder and the others. If I were you, I would kill myself right now, and die more happily."

Lin Mo held Lin Yao in his arms, stepped on the guard's head, and stared at the crowd with red eyes, like a wild beast.

A deep and hoarse voice slowly spit out from Lin Mo's mouth: "Grand Elder? Did he bring two Wen Wen and Li Po..."

"You...you know them?" Ye Lin was surprised.

Lin Mo grinned grimly: "They are waiting for you in hell."

"Impossible." Ye Lin sneered, "You must have heard of their reputation. With your strength, if you really met them, you would never live to this day."

Ye Lin has seen Lin Mo's strength before.

Although my group were not opponents at the beginning, they should never be opponents of the Great Elder and the others.

"Hehehehe..." Lin Mo smiled coldly, his face was as cold as a layer of frost.

He stepped on the head of the human body violently.

"Ah~"

The screams started and ended immediately, and the guard's head was crushed by Lin Mo.

The pupils of Zhang Jiang and the others suddenly widened, and their hearts filled with infinite anger.

Zhang Jiang shouted: "Come on, take this madman down for me."

"Yes!"

Many disciples rushed towards Lin Mo frantically.

Lin Mo carried Lin Yao behind his back, fixed it tightly with a rope, and immediately looked fiercely at the warrior who was flying towards him.

The sharp knife light and sword shadow shattered the sky, cutting towards Lin Mo from all directions.

Lin Mo took a sudden step forward, kicked out the warrior closest to him, and flew to Zhang Jiang's side, where he was supported by the second elder and placed on the ground.

Afterwards, the Great Elder's face was very ugly.

He found that the disciple in his hand was actually dead.

His chest exploded with a kick from Lin Mo.

The next moment, Lin Mo slammed the sword out, and a warrior who had just approached him was cut in two with his sword.

After one sword, another sword was slashed behind him.

Following a flash of lingering sword light in the void, another warrior was cut in half.

"Ah!" The warrior who had been cut in half did not die, and crawled on the ground, screaming pitifully.

Those who besieged Lin Mo were all disciples of Chuanyunzong. If they came to a place like Maple Leaf City, even the humblest disciples could enjoy the courtesy of those families.

The big families in the eyes of the common people all wished to marry their daughters to them, or to be proud of marrying a female disciple of Chuanyunzong.

In the hearts of the common people, they are high and unattainable.

But now, under Lin Mo's sword, he was chopped down like melons and vegetables.

The cold sword light flickered in the night sky, and another disciple screamed, his body separated up and down, and lay at Lin Mo's feet.

In an instant, more than ten disciples were lying at Lin Mo's feet, and the current situation was very miserable.

Those who die immediately are happier.

Some disciples didn't die immediately, their broken bodies moved on the ground and screamed, which was extremely miserable.

Even if these disciples were besieged, they were not Lin Mo's all-in-one enemy.

In an instant, everyone backed away in horror, and stood not far away looking at Lin Mo in horror.

"This...impossible." Ye Lin's eyes widened, and her beautiful face was full of disbelief.

She had seen Lin Mo's strength before. In her impression, Lin Mo might win in the end by killing these disciples, but it would definitely be a miserable victory.

Where would you be taking a stroll in the courtyard like you are now, beheading people under the sword.

Zhang Jiang's face was uncertain. As a master of Ming Mind, he couldn't see Lin Mo's strength for a while.

"This son must not be kept." Zhang Jiang shouted word by word, "No matter what the price is, he must be killed."

The second elder nodded slowly, and shouted in a deep voice: "All disciples retreat, and all elders follow me, capture this son and hand it over to the master."

"Yes!"

Everyone shouted sharply.

Under the leadership of the second elder, many elders rushed towards Lin Mo.

Ye Lin stood beside Zhang Jiang silently, and for some reason, a trace of fear flashed inexplicably in her heart.

Then, she lowered her head and slowly backed away.

Zhang Jiang glanced at her coldly, then suddenly untied the storage bag at his waist and threw it to Ye Lin, and said in a deep voice, "Just in case, take it first."

"Huh?" Ye Lin was stunned.

This is the storage bag of the sect leader, and inside it is the most important wealth of the Cloud Piercer Sect.

Zhang Jiang said indifferently: "If I have nothing to do, you can pay me back later. If... remember, the farther you go, the better. Now, leave here immediately."

"En!" Ye Lin nodded heavily, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

In front of Lin Mo, an old man with a green knife leaped high and slashed at Lin Mo's forehead: "Lin Mo, I want to avenge my apprentice."

Lin Mo snorted coldly in disdain, stretched out his left hand, grabbed the green knife, and sneered, "Old ancestor of the green knife?"

"That's right, it's the old man." The patriarch of the green knife shouted loudly, and tried to draw the green knife, but found that his knife seemed to be rooted in Lin Mo's hand, and he couldn't pull it out.

"The knife is not bad. It should be able to exchange for two months of Yuanhu Pill." Lin Mo murmured softly.

Immediately, Lin Mo pulled the green knife violently, and the ancestor of the green knife was pulled down in front of him, and the sword in the other hand slammed down.

The patriarch of Qingdao turned pale with shock.

The three swords crossed in front of Qing Dao Patriarch, and the same sect rescued him.

There were also weapons attacking from both sides and behind Lin Mo.

The sharp sword light pierced Lin Mo's pores upside down.

"Heh~" Lin Mo sneered, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and slammed into countless cracks.

Lin Mo's body suddenly disappeared in place, and appeared behind Qingdao Patriarch, a cold light slashed towards Qingdao Patriarch's waist.

"Puff." The Qingdao Patriarch's waist was neatly cut off, and then he was thrown on the ground by Lin Mo casually, screaming terribly.

Immediately, Lin Mo leapt forward to distance himself from the crowd.

The second elder was the fastest, leaped to the front of Lin Mo, slashed down with the long sword, and shouted grimly, "It's time to end."

Lin Mo's sword slashed out, and the two swords collided, and the second elder was shaken and retreated crazily after landing.

The crowd was horrified.

The second elder was a master at the early stage of the Ming state of mind, but he was at a disadvantage when he challenged Lin Mo head-on?
This completely broke everyone's expectations.

The many elders who had besieged and killed Lin Mo were slowed down.

Lin Mo's movements were extremely fast, and his figure disappeared on the spot, appearing in front of the two elders.

"Kill!" The two elders yelled, their swords cut through the sky, and their true energy surged out.

On Lin Mo's sword, thunder finally erupted, and the light and shadow on the two old faces were mottled.
The sword surrounded by thunder pierced the sky in an instant, cutting off the two swords, and then a ray of coldness flashed across the chests of the two of them.

The two of them froze their movements, and the upper half of their bodies slowly fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)