Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

No living thing survives, no vitality appears.

Every piece of land is about to turn into a desert under the influence of being eaten away. Desert means death to people.

"It's like every disaster movie and every angry person is incompetent and furious because they don't have the strength to fight. A real warrior will choose to take action directly."

Murong Lin said.

A shadow flashed behind him, and a black aura appeared there.

No birth, no form, no evil!

He directly pulled out his sword and slashed at King Wanpeng and the old man.

"Dragnet style!"

The figures of King Wanpeng and the old man moved away directly. With the blessing of the phantom of Dapeng, King Wanpeng moved extremely fast and could not be seen at all.

The old man simply closed his eyes, stretched out a pair of ordinary hands, and patted Murong Lin.

That palm is unrivaled.

Few people in the world have seen the old man take action, and no one has ever seen the old man use his full strength.

Because he doesn't need to take action, there will be many friends to help him take action, and he doesn't need to use all his strength, because no one can resist.

That palm instantly hit Murong Lin's first sword, and Murong Lin's sword style was instantly broken.

At the same time, King Wanpeng suddenly appeared behind Murong Lin and shot him.

Murong Lin backhand struck again.

"Heaven-shattering style!"

It was as if cracks appeared in the space of King Wanpeng's figure. Many wounds appeared on his body instantly, and sword light emerged.

This sword directly seriously injured King Wanpeng.

At the same time, Murong Lin's figure appeared behind the old man again.

Even King Wanpeng didn't see how fast Murong Lin teleported over.

The old man's expression changed, blood surged from his face, and he immediately used his special move.

"Jade Dragon Ascension Palm!"

He turned around and slapped Murong Lin with his palm, but it came into contact with the thin knife in Murong Lin's hand.

The thin knife bent once, and then instantly bounced into the old man's hand.

With the sharp sword energy and the blessing of the incarnation of all forms, no one in this world can physically resist Murong Lin's sword.

The old man's palm was instantly torn by the sword's energy. He endured the pain and pulled his hand out of the tip of the knife, then stepped back.

"Be careful with his knife! It's very sharp!" the old man shouted.

"Be careful of his speed, it's very fast!" King Wanpeng reminded.

The two figures stood side by side again, watching Murong Lin slowly perform the third sword.

Murong Lin had already used the third sword in Jianghu before, and now it was the first time he had used the third sword after greatly improving his strength.

"The sky is dark and the earth is dark!"

I saw that the surrounding sky suddenly darkened.

The expressions of the old man and King Wanpeng changed, and they looked at each other hurriedly, only to find that they couldn't even see each other.

The entire battlefield instantly turned into darkness.

King Wanpeng's figure flashed and flew to the left, but he could not reach the border.

At this time, he felt a hint of crisis, but he couldn't tell where it came from.

There is no sound here. The original sound of a group of people outside fighting with the Blood Bat Locust has disappeared;

There is no vision here, and there is darkness in front of you, which is more terrifying than a pure black night;

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There is no smell here, even King Wanpeng's keen nose can't smell the old man's breath and the smell of blood.

He knew the danger.

The old man also felt very dangerous. He couldn't tell whether he was standing where he was or whether he had entered a secret space.

It's like hell here.

All five senses were deprived, and he couldn't even feel his own heartbeat.