If you want to kill me, you need to pay the price!

Kill one person again, with a cold oath, Lin Han stood with his sword, and on the cold tear stain sword, the blood that was once boiling was now dyed with the coldness of the iron and cold. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Han just stood there, a single sword, reflecting the pale moonlight, bright red blood, condensed into a line, and slipped quietly at the tip of the sword......

Everyone was stunned together, the momentum was snatched, and it dissipated without a trace, and all the sneak attackers felt cold on their bodies, and there were still eight people left, and they still had the strength to kill Lin Han, but ......

Seeing the hesitation of his companions, the emaciated old man was anxious, he knew that if this matter failed, the other seven people could return to the sect, even if Lin Han or the Songshan faction had some guesses, they couldn't help them, but he himself was different, he sneaked out, presumably at this time, Fei Bin and the others had already discovered something......

If Lin Han does not die, the emaciated old man has no way to retreat, seeing that everyone has the intention of retreating, the emaciated old man said loudly: "You are all famous people in the rivers and lakes, we are waiting for twelve people, do such things tonight, if everything goes well, then it is fine, if you don't win, spread it, what face will you have in the future?" ”

Listening to the emaciated old man's words, the other seven people froze in place, if it weren't for the black scarf masking, their faces must have been extremely ugly.

This is indeed the case, they are all well-known figures in the rivers and lakes, and the twelve people besiege a descendant of the Wuyue faction, if they lose their troops and return in a miserable defeat, they will no longer have the face to fight in the rivers and lakes in the future.

What's more, even if he has the protection of the sect, with Lin Han's temperament and the prestige of the Wuyue faction, how can he be willing to suffer such a dumb loss?

If you are recognized by the other party and forced to come to the door by the Wuyue faction, how should you deal with it?

At the instigation of the emaciated old man, the remaining seven people aimed at Lin Han, and a tacit understanding was formed again, and they surrounded each other again.

If the other party insists on retreating, Lin Han really has no way to pursue, and he really doesn't know whether to hate the emaciated old man? Or should it be loved?

Hate him? This is certain, Lin Han has already made up his mind, and he must not let him go, because he can see that the other party is already crazy.

Looking at the emaciated old man with cold eyes, Lin Han licked his lips and said in a cold voice: "What will be the fate of others, Lin doesn't know yet, but, Master Mo, you will definitely die here!" Certain! ”

During the march, hearing Lin Han's words, the emaciated old man was shocked, and looked at Lin Han in fear, and after a long time, he suddenly let out a burst of poignant laughter: "Good, good, good, Master Lin is really good eyesight, since he has recognized Mo Da ......"

Stretching out his hand, he tore off the black scarf that covered his face, revealing a thin old face, which was Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan faction.

Mo Da said sharply: "When I killed my senior brother Liu's whole family in Hengshan City, I persecuted Mo Da on the Feng Zen platform, and annexed my Hengshan faction foundation, this hatred is not shared with the sky, everyone, even if you die, Mo Da will kill this demon, you can watch it." ”

Without waiting for Lin Han to answer again, he shouted, and Mo Dazhan rushed up with his sword, like a moth that put out a fire, full of the desolation of 'wind and water'.

At this time, Mo Da no longer concealed it, the sword style changed, a narrow sword trembled again and again, the sword did not leave Lin Han's vital points, and he attacked twelve moves in an instant, the cold light was clear, extremely gorgeous, like a poignant sword rain.

After many years of hiding and clumsy, at this time, he went all out, except for Lin Hanzai, the rest of the people changed color in unison, no one thought that in the Wuyue Sword Sect, Hengshan Moda, who was overwhelmed by Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun, was even less resounding than Hengshan's 'Three Dings', and he actually had such a clever martial arts!

Thirteen types of clouds and mist in Hengshan Mountain, a sword has been attacked, and the latter moves are coming, a narrow sword is like a spiritual snake, trembling endlessly, and the sword moves are changing, it is like a ghost, and the great swordsmanship is as fine as this!

锵, 锵, 锵, 锵, 锵, 锵......

The sound of the sword became denser and denser, and gradually became a sound, the great sword technique was fast, Lin Han's sword was faster, and the great sword was stabbed out, Lin Han's sword was already waiting in front of him, no matter how the great sword style changed, Lin Han always responded to all changes with the same, and intercepted the great sword every time.

The great offensive was like a tide, like a torrential rain in summer, crackling and attacking; Lin Han was immovable, like a love saint among thousands of flowers, and a leaf did not touch his body......

Gradually, the other seven people also saw that something was wrong, the thunder was not raining, Mo Da was already sweating profusely, and Lin Han, wrapped in the rain of swords, was at ease, and his face was light.

Seeing that a set of swordsmanship was exhausted and the moves were about to be used to get old, Mo Da was shocked: this kid is so good, he hasn't seen him for two years, and he has made such progress......

There will be no one in the world! A wave of enlightenment gradually rose in Mo Da's heart, and the murderous intent was even worse!

"Kill!"

At this moment, the black scarf leader gritted his teeth, shouted, and took the lead in killing.

The other six shouted and killed them all together.

Lin Han was secretly annoyed, under the great fighting style, in the face of the lightning-fast and unpredictable 'Cloud and Mist Thirteen Style', he could only passively resist for a while, just when Mo was exhausted and he wanted to fight back, the rest of the people came up again, making him miss the perfect opportunity to kill Mo Da.

With the support of the remaining seven people, the big stone in Mo Da's heart fell to the ground, gasping for breath, only he knew that he had attacked so hard before, it seemed that he had the upper hand, but only he himself knew that it was all appearances, as long as there was a slight mistake in his swordsmanship, it would definitely attract a thunderous blow, and there was even the possibility of a fall.

At this moment, Lin Han was taken over by the rest of the people, he calmed down, thinking about the previous situation, he was also afraid for a while, and he was glad at the moment.

At this time, Lin Han couldn't care about it anymore, and in the face of the attack of the other seven people, he was already in a hurry.

The three black scarves wrapped their heads were the main force of the attack, and the three heavy swords danced vigorously, which could not only chop and cut horizontally, but also be used as heavy weapons such as sticks and Zen staffs, forcing Lin Han to be very embarrassed, and he had already taken a few steps back.

Even in the swordsmanship of the three of them, there is a faint shadow of the 'Dharma Sword Technique', if the heavy sword is replaced with a long sword, it is very likely to restore a set of 'Dharma Sword Technique'.

If there were only three of them, Lin Han would still be able to deal with it, and after he became familiar with them, he could kill them. But the three of them aren't the only ones here.

On the other side, an old man in Tsing Yi led by him was extremely clever in his swordsmanship, which was not much worse than that of the Wudang faction.

What is particularly hateful is that next to the old man in Tsing Yi, two middle-aged people who are also dressed in Tsing Yi are also quite good, the two of them use two handles*, and they cooperate very tacitly, and the sword is used as a sword, which is like another unique school of the Wudang School - Yin and Yang Liangyi Swordsmanship.

Two middle-aged men in Tsing Yi were beside the old man in Tsing Yi, defending with all their might, and protecting them impermeable, so that the old man in Tsing Yi could attack wholeheartedly without any worries.

And the purple-robed old man who died his brother and sister was extremely ruthless, and he did not use sword moves, but hid on the side, and stabbed out the long sword at every opportunity, just one word - fast.

These seven people together, coupled with the great recovery of energy, is simply a group of eight people who fight monsters, for a while, Lin Han really has no better way, can only rely on light skills and strange figures, and walk away, constantly shuttling through the crowd, fighting guerrilla warfare.

Under the moonlight, in this quiet night, nine shadows flickered back and forth, jointly performing the waltz under the moon, but this dance music is more thrilling than pleasing to the eye, and if you are not careful, someone will die.

With the passage of time, Lin Han was injured again, and was hit by a sword in the shoulder and left leg, of which the sword in the shoulder was stabbed by Mo Da, and the harvest was a sword piercing Mo Da's left flank, but unfortunately it was a few points down and did not stab him in the heart.

As for the sword on the left leg, it was stabbed by the old man in Tsing Yi taking the opportunity, but fortunately, it was not at the critical point, it did not affect the action, and the price paid by the other party was that the five fingers of the old man in the purple robe were cut off, and it was almost useless.

After the purple-robed old man withdrew from the battle circle, the remaining seven attacked again. At this time, both sides were very tired, but Lin Han was one enemy after all, and the consumption of true qi was more serious.

Engage in battle again, fight and retreat, there are many people on the other side, and it is naturally pressing step by step.

With a cold look in his eyes, Lin Han forced back the attack of the old man in Tsing Yi with a sword, and the next moment, he ran away, and his toes stepped on the surface of the lake again and again, like a dragonfly dotting water, and his whole body flew out, like rubble floating in the water in his childhood memory.

"Where to run!"

The old man in Tsing Yi shouted and chased after him, and the other six hurriedly followed.

At this moment, you can see the level of their light skills.

The closest to Lin Han is the old man in Tsing Yi, his light skills are extremely elegant, stepping on the water, like walking on the clouds, it seems to be slow and fast.

In second place, it was not the three black scarves who wrapped their heads, but two middle-aged people in Tsing Yi, whose light skills were the same as those of the old men in Tsing Yi, but their skills were slightly inferior, so they fell behind.

The three black scarves were in third place almost in no particular order, and although their martial arts were high, they lagged behind in light skills.

In the last place, it is Hengshan Moda, the light skills of the Hengshan faction are not outstanding, and there are injuries in the body, so they fall behind.

Gradually, seven people lined up, chasing after Lin Han, following him around the lake.

Mo Da followed behind in great doubts, with his understanding of Lin Han, he knew that his actions must have a deep meaning, and he was deeply guarded.

After three circles like this, Lin Han suddenly accelerated, and the whole person jumped forward, instantly pulling the old man in Tsing Yi away, not only that, but he was even about to catch up with Mo Da, who was at the end of the line.

The remaining six people, some accelerated the pursuit, and some turned around to intercept, but they were not as fast as Lin Han, at the lakeside position, seeing that they were about to catch up with Mo Da, Lin Han unsurprisingly sent out a sword, slashing towards Mo Da fiercely.

The situation was critical, but Mo Da seemed to have calculated it, turned around, and met Lin Han's attack fiercely with a sword.

The two swords intersected, but it was not too strong, and it was immediately thrown out.

Being in the air, Mo Da was puzzled: not injured?

The next moment, seeing that Lin Han was running towards the mouth of the valley with the power of this countershock, he subconsciously shouted: "Intercept him!" ”

The old man in the purple robe was just not far away, chasing Lin Han in the oblique thorn, and the only remaining left palm slapped towards Lin Han fiercely.

Turning around in mid-air, a smile on his face that had succeeded in his conspiracy, it was a demonic smile, and he stretched out his left hand, hooked and pulled......

In horror, the purple-robed old man was pulled to Lin Han's side, abandoned his sword, and took out his palm......

Bang......

At the same time as the purple-robed old man flew out, Lin Han had already caught the falling tear-stained sword.

He never thought of escaping, and his target was the injured purple-robed old man from the beginning......