At this time, Lin Mo had already walked twenty kilometers away from the capital of New Russia, 'Rya'.

Here, a group of soldiers had already formed a lock-proof wall to block the front, and everyone was waiting for it, with a solemn look on their faces, after all, their target this time was not other armies, but a person, a person like a god.

Soldiers are also ordinary people, and when they find that someone's strength can surpass that of mortals, they will naturally feel a kind of fear from their psychology.

Lin Mo didn't know how many times he had seen such a scene along the way, and he was crushed by him like a bamboo.

"Hey, there is actually an existence of a half-step martial god?" Lin Mo was slightly surprised, along the way, he had killed several high-level martial emperors and peak martial emperors, but now he felt through his divine sense that this person was obviously a half-step martial arts cultivator, and his strength was obviously much stronger than the few half-step martial gods he had killed in the demon capital and the island country.

Soon, a white wind came from a distance on the steppe army defense line, and when I got closer, I found that it was actually a person, wearing a white British naval uniform, with a yellow beard hanging on his shoulders, and the soles of his feet were about a foot high from the ground, stepping on the wind.

"Former Rear Admiral Brandt of the British Sixth Navy Army, I have seen my lord. This Blood Prison Master came to Lin Mo's side, made a gentlemanly salute, and bent down slightly.

Brandt, the third person in the blood prison, graduated from the University of London, England, and served as a rear admiral of the Sixth Army of the Navy at the age of 40.

He cultivated in his early years, and his strength had reached a half-step martial god.

Lin Mo looked at the Blood Prison Master Brant in front of him with an indifferent expression and stopped.

Although Brant's real age is about 100 years old, he looks like a young man in his early twenties, with fair skin, blonde hair and a fair face.

It is enough to show that his strength is extremely terrifying, and he can reach the point of rejuvenation.

"You want to stop me?" Lin Mo looked indifferent and said.

"Your Excellency, don't be angry, I'm a person from the Blood Prison, I don't want to get in the way of the Adult, but I want to know why the Lord wants to kill us from the Blood Prison?" Brant's brown eyes seemed to carry the magic in his eyes, giving people a very friendly illusion.

Lin Mo's eyes were cold, and he sneered: "The Blood Prison provoked me twice, I came here, not for anything else, but to plan to destroy your Blood Prison, that's all!"

Brant frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that a few months ago, the master of the Blood Prison had gone to Huaxia to do business, but he was killed.

Could it be that this Huaxia kid is the one who killed the master of the Blood Prison in the first place.

In an instant, Brant reacted and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, just for the provocation of a few Blood Prison Masters, you ran to our New Russia, killed our three Blood Prison Protector level masters, and destroyed so many troops?"

"When they die, they die, I said, I came to New Russia to destroy your blood prison!" Lin Mo said in a cold voice with his hands behind his back.

"In that case, then Your Excellency and I must have a fight! I advise Your Excellency, the Blood Prison Organization is not as simple as you think, if you leave now, there may still be a chance to live. As Brant spoke, his momentum soared suddenly, and white air currents condensed behind him, sweeping through the sky like a raging wind.

Lin Mo glanced at Brant lightly, and said in an indifferent voice: "With you garbage, this way, you can block the master from using the power of the third layer three times, and the master will not kill you." ”

"You ......"

Brant's face changed slightly, and he could feel that Lin Mo just spit out words lightly, and he had terrifying energy fluctuations.

But in Brant's heart, he was quite furious, and the power of the third layer was extremely insulting!

"Okay, I want to see what kind of rampant capital you Huaxia martial arts cultivators have!"

Brandt's expression was cold, and the killing intent in his eyes had spread to the peak.

"Raging Wind Cross Slash!"

Then, Brant's wind energy converged together, like a dragon dancing, converging into a blade of about thirty feet to cut through the air, bringing up a series of backward air currents, with the soaring power of cutting steel and iron, rushing straight forward, and the turf on the soles of his feet exploded wildly, marking a mark hundreds of feet deep.

"First punch. ”

Lin Mo's expression was indifferent, he just threw a punch at random, and the seemingly unpretentious fist was like a rock, shining with cold light, a diamond-like cold brilliance, which made people simply unable to open their eyes.

A punch was punched out of the air, and a fist mark that was about a hundred feet tall rose into the sky, just like the god of war descending to earth.

As soon as Brant saw it, a wind barrier immediately converged on his chest.

Rumble!

The fist directly broke the oncoming wind blade, but the speed and strength were a little weaker, but it still had a courageous attitude, bravely advanced, and finally hit the wind shield on Brant's chest, and suddenly there was a muffled bang.

The fist mark and the wind shield disappeared at the same time, but Brant burst back more than ten meters away, and was so shocked by the qi that his blood rolled.

"It's so strong. Brandt's pupils contracted, and there was a deep shock in his eyes.

It's just a three-layer power! It was a punch that shocked him, a half-step martial god, with blood surging!

Moreover, this is just Lin Mo's ordinary punch, Brant looked at this demon in amazement, why is his strength so strong, has he reached a realm even more terrifying than himself?

"Second punch. Lin Mo looked at Brant with a playful face, carried it with one hand, and said in an indifferent voice.

"Bastard, I will never let you hurt me this time! Wind Elemental, Thousand Shadow Sword in hand. ”

Brant's face was gloomy, you know, the three-layer power made him injured, and it was a shame to spread it to his grandmother's house.

Immediately, he mentioned all the energy and spirit of his body, and the most indispensable thing in the entire grassland was the wind element, but it was said that this was his natural battlefield, like a fish entering the sea.

As Brant's palm waved, the wind blades in the sky converged, and the wind blades that were transparent like water waves condensed together, like a thousand blades, each of which could cut off the iron of Starfall!

"Your Excellency, if you are willing to put aside your grievances and become friends with our Blood Prison, you will get benefits you can't imagine, and at our level, why bother to fight for your life for the sake of monkeys. Brandt stared at Lin Mo and said in a cold voice.

"I said, destroy your blood prison today!" Lin Mo's face was indifferent, and there was no room for negotiation, and then, the blue light in his fist was brilliant, and he violently pulled out one afterimage, breaking through the space, and approaching Brant.

Brant's expression was shocked, he didn't dare to slack off, and then shouted in a deep voice, "Thousand Shadow Sword!"

This stunt is that he uses his superpower to manipulate the wind element, condensing countless blades to attack the enemy, even if it is a battalion of broken army, it can be strangled in an instant.

The thousand blades condensed in the sky swept madly, swishing, like a thousand arrows shooting, Lin Mo didn't dodge at all, and still hit directly from these sky-breaking wind blades, but the fists went directly through the air.

Brant saw the Sky-Breaking Wind Blade slashing directly on Lin Mo's shoulder, and Brant's face finally showed a hint of joy, but the next moment he was stunned.

The wind blade slashed on Lin Mo's shoulder, and it only wrinkled his clothes a little, and he didn't even cut the skin of his clothes!

"This ...... It's impossible to ......" Brandt's eyes were full of anger, Lin Mo was too strong, so strong that he was a little jealous!

In the next second, Lin Mo's fist, as if cutting tofu, easily penetrated several spaces and bombarded Brant's chest.

Suddenly, Brant was like a kite with a broken string, and the whole person flew upside down twenty meters away, smashing heavily on the grassland, smashing a big hole.

"You're too weak!" Lin Mo shook his head lightly.

At this time, Brandt's eyes were completely unbelievable, this guy's strength was too strong, completely comparable to the legendary S-level powerhouse!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Brandt's mouth, his internal organs turned over and overturned, his spleen was broken, his expression became frightened, and he shouted, "I won't take your third punch!"

(End of chapter)