Martial Hero Rebirth

A top master, the internal force is separated from the body, this is already the strongest killing move. As soon as the Zishan Dragon King made a move, the palm light hit him. It is conceivable that the Zishan Dragon King has already had the intention of killing himself.

Lin Yi's heart was cold, he was not yet ready to fight top experts. He never thought that these top experts of the Devil's Cult would have such a strong killing intent towards him. He is willing to let go of the face of a top expert, and personally strikes, intending to kill himself.

If it was an ordinary top player, Lin Yi still had hope of fighting. But the opponent is Zishan Dragon King...

Zishan Dragon King is the head of the four dragon kings of the Ming Cult. Among the Ming Cult, his strength is only inferior to the leader of the Ming Cult.

Among the top ten players in the list of veterans.

The strength is sturdy, the wisdom is extremely wise, and the wit is extraordinary.

If he didn't make a move, he was ready, and when he made a move, he was fully prepared, and he would never give the enemy any possibility of escape.

Since his debut, the person he wanted to kill had never escaped his life.

Never had one!

What is really scary is not his strength, but his wisdom!

Now that such a terrifying top expert has the heart of killing himself, Lin Yi's heart suddenly sank. The Devil's Cult's patience with him had already reached its limit, and if it didn't erupt, it would really make him feel terrified.

However, the palm glow is coming, and there is no possibility of avoiding it.

As soon as the Zishan Dragon King made a move, he cut off all his retreats. There is no way out!

Lin Yi's heart sank, he might die here today.

Although he was extremely desperate, he was not the type to be caught without a fight. Although he didn't feel good in his heart and didn't have any hope of winning this battle, he still wanted to fight!

Even if you die, you have to die on the battlefield!

I would rather die standing up than live on my knees!

grunted. Directly explode the eighth and seventh layers of internal energy in the dantian!

boom!

A loud noise like thunder came from Lin Yi's body, and the outer two layers of internal force exploded, burning rapidly, pouring into the limbs and bones, and an extremely powerful force emerged spontaneously. Lifting the sword, Zishan Dragon King's attacking palm was blocked.

"snort!"

Zishan Dragon King Han Lengxuan sneered contemptuously, although Lin Yi's sudden burst of internal strength was strong and powerful. It has surpassed the strength of half-step top players. It can even be said that it has reached the level of a top master.

But these, to him Zishan Dragon King, are not worth mentioning.

Without any change of move, he took a straight palm.

boom!

The palm slapped fiercely on the sword, like a thunderbolt on the ground, it exploded for tens of miles around, and almost everyone could hear it clearly, as if it exploded in the ear.

They all looked towards the place where the sound came from.

I saw a sound and shadow, spitting blood. From the dust and mist, it flew straight upside down. Flying upside down, vomiting blood wildly. He fell hard to the ground and spat out a big mouthful of blood again.

All the righteous people who fled for their lives were slightly taken aback when they saw the figure of this person being blown out, and their expressions changed drastically. He yelled: "Lin Shaoxia!"

"Young Master Lin!"

Seeing that figure, Wang Yuluo's face changed wildly, her face paled, and she screamed. He was about to rush towards Lin Yi. But Huang Yiting hugged him fiercely and shouted: "Don't go!"

"I want to save Mr. Lin! Save him!" Wang Yuluo wailed loudly with pear blossoms in his eyes.

"If you go, you will die!"

Huang Yiting cried out in a cold voice, her tone was cold, as if she had no emotion, but there was a hint of sadness and helplessness on her cold face. Even despair. A pair of beautiful eyes contained tears, which seemed to fall at any time.

"Hahaha, righteous bastards, didn't you kill very happily? Come, come, let me, the blood knife old ghost, accompany you to kill!"

There was a strange laugh. The boiling killing intent enveloped him, and the blood knife old ghost couldn't stop laughing. Kill here.

"Run!"

Huang Yiting's expression changed drastically, and he pulled Wang Yuluo and ran away.

"Young Master Lin, Young Master Lin..."

Wang Yuluo turned pale, his eyes were dull, looking at the fallen figure behind him, struggling, but no one could save him. My heart was pierced like a knife, and I felt cramped.

The three top masters of the Devil's Cult smiled strangely, moved swiftly and rushed wildly, and the righteous people who fell behind were killed by him one by one, without any power to resist.

The first-class peak masters are like an ant in front of these top masters at this moment, vulnerable to a single blow.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen of the sixty first-class peak experts were beheaded. And these were not deliberately killed by the three top masters of the Demon Sect. They just went to kill wherever they saw a large number of righteous people gathered.

Every attack is a bloodbath.

Righteous path fiasco!

The losses were extremely heavy, and they fled one after another. This was simply a massacre, with demoralized morale, and no fighting spirit at all.

"enough!"

Just when nearly one-third of the thousands of elites attacking on the right path were beheaded, and there were more than a thousand people, a loud shout sounded.

The four figures, with golden light all over their bodies, appeared in front of the three top masters of the Demon Cult as if they had come out of golden water, and shouted in cold voices.

The four golden men, with bald heads, all of them clasped their hands together, are all monks. It is the top master of Shaolin!

Seeing the top master of Shaolin appearing, the old ghost of Xuedao laughed, and confronted him from a distance, with bloody saber intent rushing to the sky: "Jie Jie, Shaolin monk, do you want to fight us so early?"

As he said that, he stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and laughed strangely with excitement: "The top battle, old ghost, I have long wanted to fight!"

"Enough is enough, this is not the time for me to fight. When the time comes, the old monk must subdue demons!" A monk shouted, speaking righteously, but without the slightest intention to fight.

Standing on the same spot, confronting the three top masters of the Devil's Cult, but they didn't have any intention of making a move.

The blood knife old ghost hissed, curled his lips, looked at the Zishan Dragon King, and laughed strangely: "Shaolin monk, you stopped us, why didn't you stop the Zishan Dragon King? Could it be that you are the most famous first-day pride?" , the life-killing sword fairy Lin Shaoxia, why don't you go save him?"

"Lin Shaoxia is an auspicious man, he has always been a person who creates miracles again and again. I believe that he will be able to create a miracle once." The Shaolin monk said calmly without changing his expression.

The blood knife old ghost laughed, pointed to the four top Shaolin masters, wanted to say something, but couldn't speak. Finally, he laughed loudly: "I'm convinced, the old ghost is convinced! You Shaolin monks are thick-skinned, you want that life-threatening sword fairy to die, and you say it so righteously. I really admire it!"

"However, if you want the death-death sword fairy to die, we also want the death-death sword fairy to die. Our goals are the same. In this case, for the sake of this situation, the old ghost will not Kill it. How about we watch a show here? See how Zishan Dragon King tortures and kills you, the number one pride of righteousness!"

The four top masters of Shaolin, their faces remained unchanged, they still smiled: "He will be gone soon."

The blood knife old ghost was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing. Laughter spread throughout the battlefield, so that all righteous people could hear it clearly.

 …

"What's going on? People from Shaolin, why don't you go and save Mr. Lin?" Gang just escaped with his life. Before he breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Yuluo found that the four top masters of Shaolin were standing still, confronting the top masters of the Devil's Cult far away, and had no intention of making a move at all. Not to mention the meaning of going to save Lin Yi, he couldn't help crying anxiously.

"People in Shaolin wish Master Lin to die, how could they save him?" Huang Yiting said coldly, looking at Shaolin people with coldness in his eyes.

"How can this be? Mr. Lin is in Kaifeng City. He killed so many demons, but he did something for Shaolin!" Wang Yuluo exclaimed with disbelief on his face.

"The battle in Kaifeng City is over now. Mr. Lin is of no value to the people of Shaolin. I wish Mr. Lin would die soon!" Huang Yiting clenched his fists tightly, his voice became colder, looking at the people of Shaolin. people. The beautiful eyes are full of ridicule and disdain: "Shaolin's trick to kill people with a knife is very familiar."

"How could this be?" Wang Yuluo was still in disbelief.

 …

"What a Shaolin man, he is so despicable and shameless, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, this young master is an eye-opener!" Mu Ziyan exclaimed angrily.

"Eldest senior brother!" Chu Yaoyin had tears in his eyes. Crying and screaming. Haotian, Mo Xiaoyao, and Pan Rong also had sad faces.

"Shaolin. I, Linghufeng, will remember this account!" Linghufeng tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, his fingernails penetrated the palm of his hand, blood flowed out along the hilt, his face was full of coldness. Looking at the figure in the distance who was being hunted down by the top master of the demon sect, Linghufeng was in great pain, but he was powerless, full of helplessness and despair.

Unable to draw his sword to help, he could only watch helplessly as the people who called him Junior Brother Linghu were being slapped away time and time again, vomiting blood and breathing became weaker and weaker.

"Senior brother Lin Yi, I hope you can still create miracles and escape with your life!"

"You can't die, Huashan needs you, Wuyue Sword Sect needs you!"

"If you are really dead... one day, I, Linghu Feng, will break into the Ming Cult with a single sword, and go up to Shaoshi Mountain to avenge you, the sword-blade enemy!"

 …

"How can this be?"

"Why don't the Shaolin people save Lin Shaoxia?!"

"Oh my god, is Shaoxia Lin going to fall here? Shaolin's trick of borrowing a knife to kill people is really ruthless! It's so obvious to tear down bridges across the river!"

"Poor Shaoxia Lin, who offended Shaolin, a majestic arrogance, my generation of legends in the righteous world, is it going to fall here?"

"Lin Shaoxia, you must escape with your life, you must live, live! We are still waiting for you to lead us to slay demons!"

"Lin Shaoxia hold on!!!"

Among the righteous crowd, it was almost boiling. Everyone was dissatisfied with Shaolin. They looked at the figure that was knocked into the air again and again, vomited blood, and was severely injured. They were full of worry, and they kept praying in their hearts. .

He glared at the Shaolin people even more, his anger and dissatisfaction reached the extreme. And all of these, Shaolin people, turned a blind eye to it, and looked at the battle in the distance with benevolent expressions on their faces.

 …

puff!

Being knocked into the air again, his blood boiled, his internal organs were almost shattered, and Lin Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body was covered in cuts and bruises, his clothes were stained red with blood, and his whole body almost became a blood man.

Zixia's internal energy in Dantian has exploded six levels, leaving only the last two levels! (to be continued ~^~)