Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

"Even King Wanpeng can't dodge this demon's sword, so how can we be our opponents?"

"He's looking over! That devil is looking over here! Run!"

"You can't run away! Everyone rush up together! Kill that demon!"

A lot of people are desperate and crazy, or some people choose to commit suicide by wiping their necks directly.

Murong Lin rushed over with the knife in hand. Suddenly, the grin on his face stopped and his steps stopped for an instant.

His figure flashed to the side, and he saw an explosion on the spot, and a sword light flew from the sky.

Everyone looked around and saw a wave of helping hands running quickly from the distance in the sky.

The leader is none other than Meng Xinghun!

I saw Meng Xinghun looking at Murong Lin with sharp eyes, and stars flashed across him from time to time.

Holding the sword in his hand, he flew directly to Murong Lin from the horizon and stopped in front of him.

The previous knife was exactly what he swung.

He was also holding a human head in his hand. It was the person who was still causing trouble in Yunnan and controlling the Blood Bat Locust.

Murong Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at the head, and then looked at Meng Xinghun's eyes carefully.

Now the nine people he had seduced to control the blood-striking bat locusts were all dead.

In other words, he is the only one controlling the Blood Bat Locust now.

Meng Xinghun roared angrily: "Murong Lin! Did you kill Ye Xiang and Xiaodie!"

He pointed his sword at Murong Lin, his hair disheveled, and his whole body was full of sword power.

He looked at Murong Lin with a mixture of sorrow and anger.

Murong Lin tilted his head and smiled: "If I said it wasn't me, would you believe it?"

If all the hatred in the world can be resolved, then the world will be destroyed peacefully.

After saying that, he stepped forward with the knife in hand and swung the knife twice in succession.

"Dragnet style!"

"Heaven-shattering style!"

The two swords rushed directly towards Meng Xinghun, but they were blocked by Meng Xinghun with his sword.

The shooting star in his eyes was gradually lighting up, staring at Murong Lin fiercely.

Murong Lin's two swords did not hit Meng Xinghun, but they flew directly towards the crowd behind him.

"Bang!" The ground exploded with a sound. Countless people were injured, and many blood-sucking bat locusts even died.

But everyone stared at Meng Xinghun carefully.

The old man and King Wanpeng are both dead, and now only Meng Xinghun is their hope.

"Meteor Butterfly Sword" Meng Xinghun.

It just depends on whether he can kill the demon in front of him.

Murong Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "You should have seen my third sword."

Meng Xinghun said calmly: "Yes."

"Then you should know how terrifying my third knife is."

"Yes."

"Then you still dare to block me here?"

"I just knew I couldn't back away."

Meng Xinghun slowly held the sword horizontally in front of his eyes, the shooting stars in his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

Murong Lin stopped talking and directly used his third sword.

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

In an instant, just like the previous situation, Meng Xinghun was shrouded in darkness again.

The five senses are deprived and I know nothing.

In this darkness, you can't even notice the passage of time.

But Meng Xinghun was not afraid.

His eyes were determined and powerful.