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"It is worthy of a mutated water martial spirit, this slash with a thousand mountains is comparable to the full force of a sixth-level martial artist, but I don't know what this Lin Mo uses to break it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Fang Hongtu stroked his beard and exclaimed, his eyes staring at Mo Lin tightly, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Ke'er's martial soul technique no one can resist with his body without being injured, his knife should be unsheathed. ”

Chen Xueyi knew better than anyone the strength of this cousin's martial soul technique, and said slowly.

The body was bound by Chen Ke'er's water martial spirit, and Mo Lin's every move became extremely difficult, seeing the giant water knife that fell in mid-air, four ways to crack it flashed in his mind like a reflex, one is the last form of the dragon elephant knife technique, the second is the starry sky slash, the third is the knife intent, and the fourth is to resist with the flesh.

Of these four methods, the first three are hard-hitting collisions, and the last one is passive defense, of course, if he releases the Qingteng Shield, and uses the Qingteng Spear to surround Wei to save Zhao, and attack Xiao Lori, he may be able to crack it.

But Merlin didn't use it.

Because at the moment when his body was entangled, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his consciousness, and the yin and yang martial soul in his body rotated uncontrollably, like a hungry beast opening its big mouth, and when he sucked it violently, Merlin felt that his whole body was light, and the heaviness of the mountain was instantly reduced by half.

"It's ......"

Merlin was shocked in his heart, he clearly felt that the turquoise weak water martial soul was like a green plant that had been extracted most of its vitality, and it withered in an instant.

Then, the Yin Yang Martial Soul was like a greedy young beast sucking the mother's milk, and after another sip, a strange scene appeared, bound by Chen Ke'er's weak water martial spirit, his body was blurred, as if the figure of Mo Lin soaked in a pool of secluded spring suddenly appeared in the sight of the people around him, and the turquoise water waves that trapped him were actually ...... Gone.

From Mo Lin being trapped to the weak water martial soul being broken, it was only two seconds before and after, Chen Ke'er's Qianjun Slash had just been successfully condensed, and he was slashing down, when he saw Mo Lin suddenly raise his right hand, slapped out three palms in a row, and fiercely met the giant water knife on his head.

Syllable!

The water splashed, the space trembled, and the giant water knife shattered under the fierce attack of the Merlin Iron Handprint, and exploded in all directions like fireworks.

"Brother Lin Mo, you ......"

Chen Ke'er was shocked and speechless, staring at the beautiful big eyes, opening her small mouth, and looking at the unscathed Merlin with an incredible expression, she slashed with a thousand mountains, and the power was comparable to the full force of a sixth-level martial artist, but she didn't expect to be scattered by Merlin's three palms so easily.

The attack was broken, Chen Ke'er had a hunch, even a seventh-level martial artist was not Merlin's opponent, let alone herself, so as soon as she made a move, she used the strongest attack method, but what made Chen Ke'er unacceptable was that Merlin was too easy to crack, and the speed of the martial arts power suppressed by Qianzhong Mountain would be sharply reduced, in Chen Ke'er's imagination, Merlin would at least use more powerful martial arts to crack it, but it was still an iron handprint, which she could never accept.

"The three moves have passed, does Miss Kerr want to continue?"

Merlin quickly woke up from the mutation of the Yin Yang Martial Soul, and was pleasantly surprised in his heart, knowing that this strange Yin Yang Martial Soul had undergone some changes that he didn't know about, and it seemed to have a devouring effect on some special martial souls, and the specific reason was unknown to him.

"Martial Spirit Devouring! How is this possible!"

Gong Jiuge, who was sitting on the top floor of the Wind God Hall and watching the battle of Mo Lin, sat up from his chair violently, his drowsy eyes burst with light, and his hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

On the square, there were also several masters of the Martial Extreme Realm in the crowd of onlookers, and their eyes widened violently.

When Merlin's Yin Yang Martial Soul devoured the weak water martial soul, there was no anomaly in the surrounding air, in the eyes of the vast majority of people, it was like a sudden gust of wind blew away the fog around him, although it was unbelievable and difficult to figure out for a while, but it was just attributed to Merlin using some kind of powerful means, after all, martial arts cultivation has its own opportunities, even the most knowledgeable royal scholars cannot master everything.

However, there are still people who noticed the unusualness of that brief moment, these people without exception, either have mutated martial souls or inherit some kind of powerful bloodline martial souls, in the moment when the yin and yang martial souls devoured, the martial souls in their bodies trembled uncontrollably, like a docile sheep suddenly smelling the breath of an ancient fierce beast, it was the fear from the soul, and it was the instinctive awe of the inferior when facing the superior.

"Brother Lin Mo, I lost. ”

Chen Ke'er pouted, her beautiful face showed unwilling but helpless admiration, she didn't know how Merlin broke her Qianzhong Mountain, but she had a heartfelt admiration for the guy in front of her, and made up her mind to ask Merlin how she did it when she had the opportunity.

Seeing Chen Ke'er jump out of the ring, Merlin's eyes fell on the purple-robed old man who had not fully woken up from his surprise.

This purple-robed old man is the host of the ring battle, and he is also the person in charge of drawing opponents on behalf of all the champions.

"Teacher, I don't think you need to smoke it. ”

Mo Lin looked at the purple-robed old man with strange eyes, and suddenly said, "I will challenge the next five champions one by one, do you think it's okay?"

"Ahem......"

The purple-robed old man was stunned for a moment, and coughed twice in embarrassment: "Uh...... This, ahem. ”

The old man in the purple robe was also depressed, he received an order from Gong Jiu Ge, no matter who he drawn, he would be replaced by the Nine Great Champions, this kind of trick that even a fool could see that it was obviously deliberately aimed at Merlin made him very embarrassed, but he couldn't object, he could only act as ordered, and now he was picked out by Mo Lin in person, and his old face was red, and he really didn't know what to say except for coughing.

Mo Lin smiled faintly, his eyes moved, and landed on Yin Sandao, who was surrounded by dozens of students in the middle of the grandstand of the West Courtyard.

"Brother Yin, would you like to fight me?"

First Nian Ying, then Zhou Yan, then Zhao Qiang, and just now Chen Keer, everyone guessed from this step-by-step order that the next person to be selected should be the No. 6 champion Yin Sandao.

Yin Sandao also guessed, it seems that someone intentionally wants Merlin to fight with every fighter, so he has been prepared for a long time.

"I've heard of the name of the Shadowless Knife for a long time, and I've been waiting for this day for a long time. ”

Yin Sandao's indifferent eyes burned with fierce battle intent, as one of the few genius masters among this year's freshmen, every freshman who is more famous than him is the target he wants to catch up with, and Merlin is naturally no exception.

Mo Lin smiled and clenched his fists: "I hope that Brother Yin's subordinates will show mercy." ”

Yin Sandao smiled coldly: "Don't worry, I will break your arm at most, and I won't kill you." ”

Mo Lin's eyes were cold, and he saw a bit of ruthlessness and cruelty in Yin Sandao's eyes, knowing that this guy was by no means a good person, he stopped making a sound, took a step forward, and the iron handprint struck out.