"But if we have to pass through this corridor, we will have to take another test," Lingwei turned slowly, "If we give up, we won't say anything." ”

"Can you tell us about the content of the quiz?" Lin Mo asked in a low voice.

"We don't have the right to do this, but don't worry, it will be over soon!" Lingwei's tone had a smile that could not be concealed, and he slowly spit out three words to Lin Mo, "Goma-Su-Tower!" A golden voice hit Lin Mo. Lin Mo hurriedly threw out the rope dart, the rope dart was embedded in the wall on the side of the corridor, and pulled Lin Mo over, Lin Mo tried his best to cover his body with a statue, but the golden sound still affected Lin Mo, and it seemed that an insurmountable mountain pressed on Lin Mo's body, making Lin Mo's legs weak and almost kneeling on the ground. However, Lin Mo still held on to the statues of a group of people, and barely stood still, but his legs seemed to be paralyzed, and he couldn't use any strength, and he was still trembling.

"It's really good," a milky white light appeared in Lingwei's hand, and slowly floated to Lin Mo's side, healing Lin Mo's body, "When we were learning dragon roar, we were often attacked by this kind of attack." After speaking, he made a gesture to Lin Mo, "You can push open this door now......

Lin Mo stared at Lingwei for a long time with a little deep meaning, and then slowly walked to the door, put his hand on the door, and gently pushed, a dazzling beam of light hit Lin Mo through the gap, and at this moment, Lingwei's voice came suddenly: "By the way, we forgot to tell Nai that there is another test ......"

"......" Lin Mo was silent for a long time, but the beam of light swallowed Lin Mo abruptly, and he disappeared into the corridor without even saying half a word. Lingwei watched the disappeared Lin Mo disappear in front of his eyes, and muttered, "We also watched his battle, a person who has not cultivated his fighting spirit dares to make such a move, this is stupid, but we are starting to like the person chosen by the bastard...... Hopefully I'll be up to that bastard's standard. ”

"Boom, boom, boom!" The two legions collided and fought each other, and the deafening shouts resounded through the clouds, except that in the center of the battlefield, a man dressed in a completely different costume from the two legions stood still.

A cold light flashed, the corners of the soldier's mouth in the red legion uniform rose slightly, and his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, he believed that his axe would definitely split the guy in front of him in half, but the ensuing scene made his eyes widen, and the thin and strangely dressed guy in front of him actually dodged his attack only slightly sideways.

This person was naturally Lin Mo, he had already discovered this red legionnaire who regarded himself as his prey, but for the sake of safety, he still decided to wait for the moment when the other party attacked before counterattacking. Taking advantage of the fact that the other party's old force had just gone to the new force, Lin Mo stepped on his knee, the soldier obviously didn't expect Lin Mo to come like this, and the strength was still so great, and suddenly the center of gravity was unstable and fell forward. Lin Mo pulled out the serrated short knife at his waist the moment he fell, and stabbed it into the back of its neck with a backhand.

"Civilians, what are you doing here! This is the battlefield!" a general in a blue army uniform forced back the four or five enemies in front of him with a sword, and shouted at Lin Mo, "Hurry up!" Lin Mo looked at him along the voice, and without saying a word, he threw the short knife in his hand, the general was stunned for a moment, but then his face was full of anger, and he just wanted to raise the scimitar in his hand to block, when he heard a clear sound of entering the flesh beside him, he looked back, an assassin of the Red Legion covered his neck, blood flowed out along the serrated short knife, dripping to the ground, and then, another axe grazed his ear and hit another Red Legion soldier.

"Classmate, it's a bad habit to be in a daze on the battlefield!" Lin Mo's tone was as joking as Lingwei, and the general reacted and continued to fight with the enemy in front of him. Lin Mo picked up a spear that had been left behind by someone with his toes, and with a single blow he picked up the sword stabbed by a red legionnaire, slashing his wrist, cutting his tendons, and then piercing his chest with a spear.

Lin Mo's continuous killing of the soldiers of the Red Legion naturally attracted attention, and the soldiers of the four Red Legion quietly surrounded Lin Mo, and just when he wanted to attack Lin Mo, a spear suddenly appeared, penetrating a soldier, and the force of the impact took him back several meters, he looked at the spear on his chest and fell, but the spear was against the ground, and he slid down the spear body to the ground. Then a long sword with residual warmth spun quickly and flew towards a soldier on the other side, he raised the battle axe in his hand, trying to block the long sword, but the long sword seemed to have eyes, and the axe surface of the battle axe pierced the soldier's neck, and the obviously dull long sword was only half gone, but it was enough to take the soldier's life.

But the third soldier had already approached Lin Mo, seeing this situation, he immediately rushed out and slashed at Lin Mo with the battle axe in his hand, but Lin Mo shook his hand, took back the rope dart that had been thrown out, and pulled over a soldier who was shot in the neck by the rope dart and could not die anymore. The tomahawk slashed on the soldier's corpse, making Lin Mo's hand holding the corpse sink, just as the soldier wanted to attack Lin Mo again, Lin Mo stepped on his lower body, accompanied by the sound of broken eggs and the soldier's miserable howl, he covered his lower body and fell to the ground, Lin Mo stepped on his head again, picked up the tomahawk he let go, and cut off his head.

"That's what it was like back then. Lin Mo said to himself, his tone was very flat, but there was an irrepressible disgust in his eyes.

It's just that Lin Mo didn't expect that the series of actions he made the soldiers around him twitch in their hearts, and subconsciously stopped fighting with each other, covering his underneath, and at the same time secretly warned himself in his heart that he would never face Lin Mo, the demon.

A sudden rain of arrows blanketed the sky in the distance, and only a few rays of the blood-red sun's rays hung high in the sky could penetrate through the gaps. The person who shot these arrows did not distinguish between the target at all and aimed directly at everyone in this battlefield.

Lin Mo cursed secretly in his heart, but the movement of his feet was non-stop, and he quickly rushed to a direction that he had already written down in his mind, because there was a tower shield lying quietly on the corpse.

A tower shield was snatched up, and the rain of arrows also fell on all the soldiers in the center of the battlefield at the same moment, and only a few of them reacted to raise the corpse or pick up the nearby shield to defend.

The dense rain of arrows lasted for six or seven seconds before it ended. The surviving soldiers of the Red and Blue Legion stared blankly at the surroundings, because they couldn't believe that there were only a dozen of them left on this huge battlefield.

"Boom, boom, boom!" the sound of horses' hooves on the ground was so piercing that it was hundreds of meters away, and all the survivors looked at the approaching cavalry of the Purple Legion, and once again tightened their weapons.

Lin Mo pushed away the heavy tower shield and hid two daggers in the palm of his hand. A cavalryman of the Purple Legion came up to the survivors and shouted, "Surrender or die!" ”

Lin Mo slowly walked in front of the cavalryman, his movements naturally attracted the attention of the other party, but Lin Mo gave the cavalry a standard knightly salute and asked, "May I ask you a question?" Lin Mo's tone was unusually sincere when he said this, and it was also humble, which made the cavalryman even more arrogant, raised his head, didn't even look at Lin Mo, and shouted, "For your sake, say it." ”

Lin Mo saw it and said word by word:

"You-count-where-root-onion?"

The smile on the cavalryman's face instantly froze, and his whole face swelled like a pig's liver, and just as he wanted to rush towards Lin Mo with his war horse, he saw a dagger flying towards him. Although he was furious, he still swung his sword to block the dagger, the fiery red fighting qi attached to the sword, directly split the dagger in two, just as he wanted to taunt Lin Mo a few words, another dagger hidden in the shadow of the previous dagger pierced his throat, only to hear a gentle hissing sound from the trachea in contact with the air.

The frightened war horse rushed towards Lin Mo, but Lin Mo suddenly rushed up, stepped on the stirrups, turned over on the horse, and galloped in the opposite direction of the purple army.

But just after running less than two hundred meters, Lin Mo's body was suddenly stunned, an arrow pierced Lin Mo's chest, the arrow passed directly from the back, the arrow was still dripping blood, scattered along the howling wind, and then, another arrow flew over, aiming at Lin Mo's head.

Just as the arrow was about to hit Lin Mo's use, Lin Mo suddenly turned around, and at the same time slammed into the arrow with a punch, the fist was wrapped with pale golden fighting energy, accompanied by Lin Mo's roar, a punch and an arrow collided together, and a strong air flow burst out from the position where the two were in contact, but Lin Mo was obviously not the opponent of the person who shot the arrow, and his entire right arm was twisted to pieces and fell to the ground.

Lin Mo stood up from the ground with severe pain, snorted coldly, and raised a middle finger at the purple legionnaire who was a hundred meters away. Then, more than a dozen arrows pierced Lin Mo's body, but Lin Mo was still standing, not falling, but hanging his head, and a trace of blood dripped down the corners of his mouth.

Seeing Lin Mo's appearance, the surviving soldiers of the Red and Blue Legion glanced at each other and nodded, they all saw a trace of determination in each other's eyes, and launched a charge towards the Purple Legion, which was a thousand times larger than them.

It is better to die in battle than to live! This is the last thought in the hearts of these soldiers, and it is also their last wish. When the last soldier fell to the ground, a smile of relief appeared on his face.

"They're true warriors, let's be buried. The leader of a purple legion was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke.

"No!" the cavalrymen beside him dismounted and carried the corpses of the soldiers onto stretchers. Not far away, just as the two soldiers came into contact with Lin Mo, Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes, holding a dagger in his left hand and slashing at a soldier, but the dagger grazed his neck, bringing out a few drops of blood, Lin Mo's eyes flashed a touch of gloom, and he fell heavily to the ground, his pupils slowly dilated, and he completely lost his vitality.

The two soldiers were stunned for a while before they bent down and prepared to lift Lin Mo, but when they came into contact with Lin Mo, Lin Mo's body turned into a little white light and dissipated into the air.