With just one sword, forcing eight people to return to defense, there are not many masters present, but they don't want to do much.

Naturally, from this sword, I saw something unusual, and there was no flaw at all.

If it is said that Lynch still has loopholes in the Seven Rank Martial Saint to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, he has obtained the Heavenly Remnant Sword and absorbed the essence of thousands of swordsmanship, and he has already extended the move of the Nine Slashes to the extreme.

The enemy retreats and I advance, this is Lynch's style of play, he will never show mercy to his subordinates, and he will kill people when he comes out of his sword.

The old wolf's eyes shrank, realizing that something was wrong, and his body moved, and he actually rushed up to block Lynch, so as not to hurt the others.

"It's late!"

Lynch had long been on guard against the sneak attack of the old wolf, and the moment he moved, the sword qi suddenly dispersed, and a wisp of powerful killing intent wrapped the eight people, unable to move, and were restrained in place.

"What a strong sword intent!"

The twin brothers on the third floor let out an exclamation, the little eight-rank martial saint can actually deduce the sword momentum, which is simply incredible.

The eight people were suppressed by the sword momentum, which was a general trend, a sword momentum that even the martial gods could not comprehend.

Mountains have mountain potential, people have human potential, and swords have sword potential.

As soon as the sword came out, who fought with it, the eight people who suppressed it were completely dumbfounded, in front of this sword, they were like lambs to be slaughtered, and they didn't even have room to resist.

It's a terrible sword!

It's also a ruthless sword!

A sword to kill!

A dragon law, roaring the heavens and the earth, burst out from Lynch's body.

There are not many laws, but in the essence, and tens of thousands of martial saint laws are comprehended, and Lynch is condensed together, gathering into a dragon, which is extremely terrifying.

When Lynch refines the true dragon's backbone, this is not the law of the dragon, but the law of the true dragon, and his strength will soar again.

"Puff puff ......"

The bright red heads flew up and were cut off with sword qi, and the eight heads, drawing beautiful arcs in the air, were neatly placed in front of the old man.

The whole scene is extremely weird, and no one knows how Lynch did it.

Even a few first-grade martial gods on the third floor were stunned by this sword, and they were savoring it, forgetting the scene of killing just now.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the old wolf's footsteps froze in place, as if he had been locked up, unable to move.

No one dared to believe that eight people besieged and killed by a sword, what a terrifying force it would take to do it.

This is not just a matter of disparity in strength, but a huge disparity, not at one level.

The other three mercenary groups looked at each other, they couldn't believe the scene that was happening in front of them, the old wolf mercenary group, except for himself, the other ten people, all died.

These ten people, each of them had countless blood on their hands, and it can be said that they crawled and rolled out of the sea of corpses and blood.

It was not so easy to kill them, and ordinary people couldn't bear the evil qi on the eight of them alone.

It's good now, Lynch's killing intent is even stronger than theirs, and it is dozens of times stronger, and when it comes to killing, ten old wolf mercenaries are not worth Lynch alone.

There are at least hundreds of thousands of people who died in the hands of Lynch, and a small mercenary group, even if they kill people every day, it is impossible to kill so many.

"Boy, you are dead, the one who dares to kill my old wolf. ”

The old wolf only reacted at this time, except for the two mercenaries who were shocked and flew away, all eight people fell, blood stained the ground red, and the rich bloody breath filled the nasal cavity of everyone present.

The smell is very bad, many people pinch their noses, but they dare not speak, the old wolf does not die, Lynch is in danger.

Martial God and Martial Saint, this is a watershed, Martial God has already comprehended his own Dao, and it is not easy to defeat him.

As soon as the Dao Law comes out, it can trap Lynch, and it is not at the same level at all.

For example, the Cage Dao Method, the Flame Dao Method, the Linglong Dao Method, etc., the results of everyone's enlightenment are different.

"Murderers are ready to be killed at any time, don't you mercenaries even have this awareness? ”

Lynch snorted coldly, the long sword was not put away, and he was even mobilizing his momentum, preparing to make the final blow.

Many people nodded secretly, and Lynch's words were too right.

The murderer should be ready to be killed at any time, this is the rule, you can only be allowed to kill, you are not allowed to kill others, what kind of logic is this.

In particular, mercenary groups should have this awareness, because they deal with death every day and understand this rule better.

The girl who was caught stopped crying at this moment, and found that her grandfather was breathing normally and was not in danger of life, and the worry on her little face was slowly receding.

Eight heads, lined up, like devout prayer followers, are repenting of what they had done in their lifetime.

"Okay, good, little eight-rank martial saint, dare to yell at my old wolf, you are still the first, kill my team members, I will swallow you alive." ”

Without the members of the group, the old wolf is left with a bare-pole commander, even if he has a task, he can't take it, and survival in the future is a problem.

Infinite flames of rage burned in the old wolf's heart, and he walked over step by step.

There is no weapon, the old wolf's weapon is his fist, with a pair of fist gloves on it, exuding a strong yuan force fluctuation, it is actually a first-grade yuan weapon.

Lynch didn't dare to be careless, the old wolf was not a pseudo-martial god like Zhu Qiong and Jiaolong Saint Son, but a real product, and if he was not careful, he would be buried here.

If you want to defeat the old wolf, Lynch has only one way, kill with one move, and don't give the opponent any chance.

Fighting with the Martial God, after a long time, Lynch will be defeated, and the path he takes is to be unexpected, and he fights in real battles, and Lynch still lacks too much heat.

This is the gap in the realm, if Lynch reaches the Ninth Rank Martial Saint, it is another matter, naturally he is not afraid of the old wolf.

To put it bluntly, it is still the suppression of the realm, and it is very difficult to find opportunities.

"Alas, it's a pity for this kid, he is full of blood, but he ran into the old wolf. ”

Someone sighed, sorry for Lynch, he can take the initiative to stand up, and Lynch has already won everyone's respect.

"Damn, if Lao Tzu reaches the Martial God, he will definitely come out to help this kid, the old wolf mercenary group is notorious, and it will not be pleasing to the eye for a long time. ”

A big man slammed his fist the ground, venting the unyielding feeling in his heart.

There was a sigh, but there was also a lot of disdain, thinking that Lynch was completely self-conscious.

"A yellow-haired boy dares to run out, do you really think that the old wolf mercenary group is jealous, and he doesn't know how to die. ”

There are also people with a look of ridicule, thinking that Lynch is looking for death by himself and complains about others.

The other three mercenary groups naturally cursed, thinking that Lynch didn't take the mercenary group too seriously, and he would die.

But in his eyes, he showed a gloating look, one less mercenary group, which means that their competitive pressure has also been reduced, and when they divide tasks in the future, there will be one less person to grab food.

"Senior brother, should we help him?"

The young woman on the third floor asked in a low voice, a little unbearable, there were so many people, but no one stood up.

There were a lot of nine-rank martial saints present, and there were several first-rank martial gods, but they were not as good as a small eight-rank martial saint, and some people had already booed.

"Wait a minute, if he is really defeated, we won't be too late to strike!"

The young man was also attracted by Lynch's demeanor and developed a feeling of sympathy.

The woman couldn't continue to say anything, she also saw that Lynch still had hole cards, and with the sword just now, it was not so easy for the old wolf to break it.

But in the end, no one is optimistic about Lynch, after all, the difference between the two is too great.

The old wolf walked over step by step, getting closer and closer to Lynch, and the killing intent formed a torrent and swept in.

The hay and mats on the ground flew up and were crushed by the force, and many people on the first floor had already retreated outside to avoid affecting themselves.

Lynch was indifferent, the long sword was raised, and the two Danhai decomposed into an endless force, the five elements of Yuan Force, which was injected into the swordsmanship.

The Nine Absolute Sword Soul moved, realized that Lynch was in danger, and took the initiative to bless the long sword, it can be said that this sword was the pinnacle of Lynch's sword.

With every step the old wolf took, his face became more and more hideous, especially the scar on the left side of his face, which actually became extremely scarlet, which is a phenomenon that can only be formed when qi and blood go up.

The little girl kneeling beside her grandfather, clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, Lynch was her savior, and she was silently chattering in her heart, hoping that Lynch would be fine.

"Big brother, you must survive!"

The little girl's voice is small, but it can be heard by many people.

"Little baby, I want to concoct you little by little, peel your skin, pump your tendons, imprison your primordial spirit, I want you to live, you can't die. ”

The old wolf was already standing five steps away from Lynch, the aura of the martial god burst out, Lynch's body swayed, and the gap was suddenly visible.

Lynch's eyes were cold, only an extremely vicious person could say such a thing.

"Hope you have this chance!"

The long sword was still brewing, as if a storm was coming.

Those people who watched the excitement around felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing, and they couldn't breathe well, even a few people watching the battle on the third floor smelled a different smell.

The sword qi was endless, flickering and flickering, Lynch was waiting, and his momentum had not yet climbed to the peak.

In the sea of souls, a picture suddenly appeared, and it was that portrait that appeared in the sea of souls in the sea of golden light, condensed at this moment.

The portrait changes little by little, exuding an earth-shattering killing intent, which is also a kind of artistic conception, Lynch wants to kill.

Perhaps sensing Lynch's killing intent, the Dragon Slayer Sword emitted a crisp dragon groan, like an excited roar.

In just a few breaths, Lynch's momentum climbed again, making the old wolf on the opposite side shrink his eyes.

"Such a strong killing intent, how many people do you have to kill to condense into such a mellow killing intent!"

The young man on the third floor looked at this scene in disbelief, with a look of horror.

In comparison, the old wolf is much gentler, and his killing intent is pervasive, but compared to Lynch, it is a small thing.

The old wolf naturally felt it, and the heart of killing Lynch was even more urgent, and he couldn't wait for a moment, and wanted to kill him immediately.

The two fists moved, slowly pushing towards Lynch, the powerful Martial God Law, and suddenly let out a thunderous roar.

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