Chapter Seventy-Four: Fierce Fight at the Exit
"Who are you chasing?"
"You're stupid! Who else could it be, of course, the one holding the token. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"What does it look like?"
"Seems to be a half-hundred-year-old. ”
"How is it possible, old man, isn't she a charming woman?"
"What! It's a kid with a forehead guard. ”
It seems that a few people who know each other have met together, discussing who is holding the token, but now the stone forest is completely chaotic, although the news is spreading faster and faster, there are too many stone flutes that appear, and I don't know whether the news is true or false, so no one knows where the real stone flute is.
Mu Lin listened from the side, he was wearing a cloak on his head at this time, and Darkness was also holding it in his hand, and the stone flute was hidden in his thigh. Because the outgoing version also has him, in order to prevent accidents, it is better to be careful.
He was now close to the exit, which was a void door, and I don't know who discovered it first.
But at this time, the exit was guarded, and it was a team composed of a group of loose cultivators, and everyone who wanted to leave had to check their whole body, which was very domineering. But there are many of them, and they are all masters of human immortals, and no one dares to say anything if they have objections. Besides, few people want to go out, maybe they are the lucky ones who got the tokens!
But the time for the light to appear was approaching, and Mu Lin still had to give it a try.
"You, stop. ”
As soon as Mu Lin approached the exit, someone had already stepped forward to stop him, and the person who stopped him was holding a long sword, and his tone was also very arrogant.
"What's wrong?" asked Mulin briefly.
"Search!"
"Dare to search my body, you are looking for death. Mu Lin looked at this group of people, five people were guarding the door, more than a dozen people were beside them, less than two hundred meters away from the exit, in addition to the people who stopped him, there were three people who were responsible for searching his body, and most of them were eightfold. Mu Lin scolded secretly in his heart, if this cultivation was like a man and a woman who died together before, he would not be able to leave anything.
"I think you don't want to live anymore, don't let you be searched, don't want to go out. Get out, be careful I kill you. ”
Mu Lin was just about to step back and think of another way, when a roar suddenly sounded.
"The man with the cloak and the sword in his hand is him, and he is the one who gets the token. ”
As soon as these words came out, at the exit, the eyes of nearly a hundred people fell on Mu Lin almost at the same time.
Mu Lin's face changed slightly, and he looked at the person who shouted, dressed in a yellow fairy robe, with a short sword in his hand. Looking at his face again, although it became a little pale, Mu Lin still recognized this person, it was the first man in black to get the fake stone flute. It's just that at this time he changed his clothes, because the black clothes were already scrapped.
"It's him, I remember him, I've seen him in the place where the token gave a vision. Another young man dressed as a Taoist priest said.
If everyone's eyes were still paying attention just now, now they are suspicious.
Mu Lin sighed, sure enough, those who are alive will become a trouble, but with Mu Lin's character, he will not kill innocents indiscriminately. This is his way, and he won't give up because of the victory or defeat of a mere game, it's a big deal that Shi Xiao doesn't want it.
But he is not a person who gives up easily, but it seems unwise to break through now, and the combat effectiveness of these people is no joke.
"You'd better get a frisk now. The man who had just wanted to search his body raised his long sword and threatened.
"Yes? I don't think so. Mu Lin felt the familiar fluctuations, the corners of his mouth curved into an arc, his arm hung down, and his right hand directly took out the stone flute and threw it directly in the direction of the exit.
"This time it's true!" a man in a white suit shouted excitedly, and swept towards the woods.
Everyone here at the exit looked at Shi Xiao who was flying, including the man in black before he had no combat power, and a few people who reacted quickly and grabbed Shi Xiao directly.
Mu Lin looked at this scene, smiled weirdly, raised his arm, and covered his eyes. The next moment, a blinding white light exploded like thunder. At this time, all the people who stared at Shi Xiao had black eyes at this time, and then tears flowed, and I didn't know who I thought I was moved!
Mu Lin counted silently in his heart, three, two, as soon as he opened his eyes, his body was together, he crossed the four people who searched his body, and caught Shi Xiao.
But his face changed suddenly, and before he could get out of the sheath, he directly took the sheath out.
"Bell!" Mu Lin looked at the man in white suit standing in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly. It seems that this person has an understanding of Shi Xiao, and his body is also amazingly fast, and he actually blocked him directly.
"You ・・・・・・" the man in the suit was just about to speak,
But Mu Lin didn't have time to listen to nonsense, the sheathed dark annihilation was straight, his body and swords were united, and he stabbed at the man in battle.
The man in the suit wanted to delay time, but he didn't expect Mu Lin to be so resolute, and a big sword in his hand faced the darkness.
At this time, almost everyone was in a state of confusion, which was equivalent to a group of blind people, and Mu Lin was "blinded" for at least four breaths when he was stabbed. And the people who are not recruited are also quite far away, and they can't get through without ten breaths at all, and the closer they are, the longer they will be hit.
So Mu Lin didn't have time to waste at this time, the man in the suit had already delayed him for a breath, and he didn't even have time to draw his sword.
There was another sound of bells, and the two of them were evenly divided, and the man in the battle suit looked happy, but then there was a stiffness. Because I thought it was dragging on, but at this time, Mu Lin's figure had disappeared. Looking back, Mu Lin had already passed him and rushed towards the exit.
The man's reaction was not slow, and he slashed with a sword, trying to force Mu Lin to turn around and fight.
Mu Lin finally crossed the man without a trace, how could he face the battle, and the darkness returned to his back and took the sword hard.
"Bang!" This sword was even more powerful than Mu Lin had predicted, and he held back the fishy smell in his mouth and hurried towards the exit faster.
Two breaths have passed, and although the rest of the people still can't see the direction clearly, they know that they have been hit. Some of the people next to the exit had already reacted, and rushed directly to the woods, and the immortal weapons in their hands were collectively swung out.
Although the route is a little crooked, it can't stand the large number, sword qi, sword light, darts and flying needles, overwhelmingly flying towards the whole body of the wood.
Mu Lin's face flashed with anger, this is the rhythm of the death hand!
"Emperor Yan, Yan Shield!" Mu Lin shouted, and a huge shield appeared above his hands, which was a pure defensive immortal weapon left to him by Liang Xia. I saw a flame-like fairy spirit power coming out of the shield, turning into a flame spirit pattern on the shield, which was the appearance of a fire dragon.
Part of the attack landed on it, making a loud noise, the flames were directly extinguished, and several cracks appeared in the shield. Mu Lin spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't stop long, put away the cracked shield, and jumped towards the exit again.
At this time, everyone's eyes were almost restored, but Mu Lin was already close to the exit, and there were only five people guarding the exit in front of him.
Mu Lin looked at the murderous five people, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was a harbinger of death.
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