0028 Du Dafeng, come to fight!

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Merlin glanced at him, now that there is no threat to his life in Kunshan, with Su Lin taking care of him, it is time to settle the score.

Retracting his gaze, Merlin came to the middle of the stage.

"Merlin, give me death!"

Wu Renyi used the Yin Evil Fist again, the sharp fist wind whirred, and the embarrassed martial spirit behind him suddenly opened its mouth and roared towards Mo Lin's face.

"Really?"

Mo Lin spoke indifferently, and the fine iron knife came out of its sheath, turning into a brilliant cold light, which slashed at the demon's head, instantly cutting through Wu Renyi's clothes, leaving a foot-long bloody wound on his chest.

There was silence all around, and the eyes of many onlookers were instantly rounded.

"Let's go. ā€

A drop of blood dripped down the tip of Merlin's knife onto the stage, and the killing intent in his eyes burned like flames.

"Let me die?"

Mo Lin sneered and swung out another knife, Wu Renyi looked at the wound on his chest, and before he felt the pain coming, he was awakened by the thunder sound in front of him, and just about to dodge, the knife gang with the thunder light directly shook him out, and smashed it on the desperate platform like a broken sack.

In front of Mo Lin, Wu Renyi had no power to fight back!!

......

"What kind of knife is this?"

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Merlin in shock, his seemingly light slash actually had the power of thunder, obviously not an ordinary martial art.

Du Dafeng's face was extremely difficult to see.

He thought that Wu Renyi would hold on for a while longer, and he could consume some of Merlin's soul energy, at least force him to release his martial soul, but he didn't expect it to be so vulnerable, and he didn't even have a chance to make a move, if he changed to himself, how would he deal with this kind of sword technique?

Wu Renyi finally came to his senses, saw Merlin approaching him step by step, and looked at the two deep wounds on his chest, and felt fear for the first time.

"If you don't fight, I'll admit defeat!"

"Throw in the towel?"

Mo Lin seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, Wu Renyi first interrupted the second awakening of Kunshan's martial spirit, and just now he almost killed Kunshan with unsightly means, and now he sees that he is going to lose, and he actually admits defeat, there is still such a good thing in the world?

"Recognize your sister!"

Mo Lin raised the fine iron knife, and was about to slash down, Wu Renyi on the ground suddenly burst into a shout, and another bag wrapped in chili powder was thrown out, Mo Lin turned his head to dodge, taking this opportunity, he even rolled and crawled down the stage, stumbling towards Du Dafeng's side.

"Du Dafeng, save ......"

'I' didn't shout, and the person was planted at Du Dafeng's feet, how embarrassed and embarrassed he was.

Lying on the ground, Wu Renyi smiled, he knew that he couldn't die.

The ruthless platform does not allow others to interfere and step down, but in another matter, Merlin will be punished by the rules of the door if he kills him again.

"It's a pity, you fell short, you didn't kill him on the ruthless stage, don't you regret it?"

Du Dafeng looked at Mo Lin who was standing on the side of the stage, with a mocking face, on the stage, Wu Renyi was not dead, he stepped down, killing him violated the rules of the sect, not to mention that he was present, this death match could only end here.

Are you sure?

Mo Lin didn't think so, he glanced at Wu Renyi, and said coldly: "From the moment he maliciously interrupted Kunshan, he was doomed to death, do you think you can protect him?"

Before the words fell, Mo Lin rose into the air, and the fine iron knife in his hand dragged a dazzling arc, with the power of thunder breaking through the sky, and slashed towards Wu Renyi.

"You want to kill someone right under my nose?

Du Dafeng sneered, stepped out, blocking Wu Renyi behind him, and at the same time, the long sword in his waist came out of the sheath, swinging out a blood-red light and shadow, meeting Mo Lin's thunder in all directions.

"Blood Shadow Sword!"

The swords collided, sparks shot out, Du Dafeng's body shook twice, Merlin's feet also fell back to the ground, he didn't hesitate, his wrist flipped, and he slashed forward three times, Du Dafeng swung his sword to resist, the blood-red sword shadow stained the space red, blocking the thunderous three knives, but his wrist was a little numb from the shock, and then Merlin's fist came to his face!

"Kaishan Fist!"

"What a speed!"

The long sword in Du Dafeng's hand was too late to retreat, so he had no choice but to dodge to the side, and when he remembered that Wu Renyi was still lying behind him, the tip of Mo Lin's knife had already reached Wu Renyi's neck.

"Who is this person? Such a superb martial art, the strength of the eighth level of the Chong Pulse Realm actually forced back the ninth-level martial artist Du Dafeng, those three swords, the speed is so fast!"

"Yes, I don't even see how to make a move! Du Dafeng used to be the ninth-ranked master of the outer gate, and this time he used the Chong Pulse Pill to break open the two soul veins, and I am afraid that the ranking will move forward. ā€

The people around him were talking, and their faces were full of shock, Mo Lin was only an eighth-level martial artist, and he forced back the ninth-level martial artist Du Dafeng with three swords and one punch, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back, which was really shocking.

It's just that what they don't know is that Mo Lin practiced hard to draw his sword and slash, his arm strength and flexibility were at least a step faster than that of ordinary martial artists, and the Bafang Thunder Movement was a sword skill comparable to the Xuan-level low-grade combat skills, and he was also cultivated to the Great Perfection, forcing Du Dafeng to retreat in the eyes of others is incredible, but who knows how much blood and sweat he has paid on weekdays?

Forced to retreat by Mu Yang, who was only an eighth-level martial artist, Du Dafeng's face was extremely pale, and he suddenly felt a shame that he had never felt before.

"If you dare to touch his will, I promise to break you into pieces!"

Du Dafeng stared at the fine iron knife in Mo Lin's hand, his eyes were cold, and he said viciously.

Wu Renyi was already stupid, he thought that with Du Dafeng here, Mo Lin would never hurt himself, but he didn't expect the knife to be on his neck in the blink of an eye, and under the horror, a commotion emanated from the crotch of his pants, and he was scared to pee.

"Please, please, I won't dare next time. ā€

Wu Renyi's body trembled, and his voice changed.

"Next time? Do you want to have another time?"

"I ......"

Burst!

Without waiting for Wu Renyi to open his mouth and beg for mercy again, the knife flashed, blood spurted like a spring, and Wu Renyi died on the spot.

"Good!"

"Courageous!"

There were bursts of applause around, and many people had long been unaccustomed to Wu Renyi's despicability and shamelessness, and they all felt that Merlin was happy to kill.

......

......

On the cliffs around the Valley of Despair, many weak outer disciples also saw the scene at the bottom of the valley, and immediately let out bursts of exclamations.

A middle-aged woman, who was walking around the valley towards the back mountain, heard the sound and stopped to look at the bottom of the valley.

Du Dafeng's face was pale, he didn't expect Mo Lin to dare to kill people under the desperate stage, and his warning was taken as air, this kind of naked-naked-naked humiliation was even more unbearable than a slap in the face.

"Okay, you have a kind! Do you dare to fight me on stage!"

Mo Lin dared to kill people offstage, but he Du Dafeng didn't dare, even if he hated Mo Lin again, he still maintained a trace of sanity, his tone was vicious, but as soon as these words came out, he weakened in momentum.

However, feeling the aura of a ninth-level martial artist released by Du Dafeng, no one felt that Mo Lin dared to come to the stage, even if he was lucky enough to win a round, but it was another matter to really fight hard.

At this time, Su Lin had already helped Kunshan to the stage, and when she heard Du Dafeng's challenge, she shook her head at Mo Lin, signaling him to flee quickly, she had seen Mo Lin's terrifying speed, if he escaped with all his strength, Du Dafeng might not be able to catch up with him.

How could Merlin not understand Su Lin's worries, he smiled faintly, turned around slowly, and walked slowly along the stone steps on the side towards the platform.

"He's going on stage?"

There were bursts of exclamations around again, this young man with a mask actually stepped onto the stage of despair again!

"Du Dafeng, come to fight!"

Coming to the middle of the desperate platform, Mo Lin looked at Du Dafeng under the stage and broke off in a deep voice.

The wind suddenly rose, and the voice of indifference echoed at the valley floor.

At this moment, Merlin in the wind.

Arrogant.