Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

If one has cultivated to the highest level, one sound can even make one go crazy instantly.

Seeing the hanged ghost make a move, Liu Qing also waved his hand, and the disciples of the Flying Knife Sect each threw out several flying knives.

The sound of piercing the air became one piece, and those flying knives seemed to weave a net in the air, sealing off all Lin Wuyou's dodging routes.

Chapter 392 "Draw out the knife to kill" Lin Wuyou with a murderous heart

"Good come!"

Lin Wuyou shouted loudly, and then stomped his foot, the whole floor was crushed, the gravel splashed out, and there was a whistling sound, which pierced through the bodies of the ghost palace disciples who used the sonic skills right in front .

These few disciples were not prepared at all, their hearts were pierced by stones, they all screamed, fell back and lost their breath.

At the same time, the fake deer-cutting knife in Lin Wuyou's hand came out of its sheath, and pulled out several beautiful knives.

Only the sound of 'jingle ding dong dong' was heard, and more than a dozen flying knives had already fallen on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang felt somewhat clear in their eyes, as expected, these rotten garlic were not worthy of carrying Lin Wuyou's shoes.

As for Liu Qing, she was a little surprised, Lin Wuyou seemed to be able to deal with their throwing knives very easily.

But she didn't know that after Lin Wuyou's mental power doubled, he was able to easily capture the traces of these flying knives.

As for Ah Zi at the back, she is waiting for an opportunity.

She had seen Lin Wuyou's strength a long time ago, and even her unlucky senior brother was no match for her. I'm afraid it would take some price to win these people.

Just give her some time to prepare, then everything will be his Ah Zi's.

"Damn it! Get out, it can't be used here."

Seeing this scene, the hanged ghost's eyes turned blood red, and he exited the inn after beckoning to the staff.

And Lin Wuyou has a long knife in his hand, how can he be afraid of them?

As soon as he took a step forward, he was already at the door in an instant, chasing after them.

"Get ready to do it!"

The hanged ghost who came out of the inn was startled when he saw Lin Wuyou's lightness kungfu approaching this level, and quickly shouted loudly.

On the opposite side of the street, a person who had prepared earlier directly tore open a letter arrow. With a 'swoosh' sound, the letter arrow flew straight into the sky, and then exploded with a 'bang', and the gorgeous flames illuminated a radius of hundreds of feet.

At this time, the people who had just climbed onto the roof of the inn and were about to smoke from the windows on the second floor were taken aback for a moment.

They heard the voice of the hanged man in the street outside.

This is different from what I said before!

But when they saw Xinjian, they didn't hesitate too much, for fear that they would flee Lin Wuyou.

Everyone gave up the ambush and jumped from the house, a large group of people divided into two groups, surrounding Lin Wuyou in the middle.

The people outside with bows and crossbows also leaned over, three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding this person.

At the same time, in a room on the second floor of the inn near the window, the window was opened a little, and a few eyes came out from it, as if they were watching the battle.

"Let's go together, as long as we take him down, the deer cutting knife, golden silk armor, and unique skills will be ours!"

The Hanged Ghost shouted, but he backed away.

Lin Wuyou's martial arts somewhat exceeded his expectations, so he wanted to save it for the last.

As for Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang, they were not stupid, they stepped back directly to avoid being accidentally injured by Lin Wuyou.

AhZi blinked her eyes, and found a safe direction at this moment, she took out a bunch of crossbow arrows from somewhere in her hand, and pretended to aim at the middle.

Looking at Liu Qing, he waved his hand directly at this time, and the disciples of the Flying Knife Sect beside him took out their own flying knives again.

"Fire arrows!"

At the same time, it was unknown who roared, and those gangsters outside pulled the trigger towards Lin Wuyou with their crossbow arrows.

And the disciples of the Flying Daomen, as well as other disciples of the underworld, also took out the hidden weapons they had prepared and shot.

For a moment, the sound of breaking through the air became one piece, as if a cloud of migratory locusts covered Lin Wuyou in the darkness, trying to swallow him completely.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wuyou twitched the corner of his mouth, moved his feet slightly, and quickly pulled out phantoms in the air.

Those covered hidden weapons and crossbow arrows passed through the phantoms without hurting him at all.

Moreover, these phantoms are still approaching them at an extremely fast speed.

But after a while, as Lin Wuyou stopped, he had already arrived in front of two underworld disciples, and he raised his hand and slashed down with two sabers.

The light of the knife flickered, and the two figures fell in response, and the hidden weapons in their hands also fell to the ground.

But at the same time as he started, several extremely obscure throwing knives struck from left, right and behind.

Lin Wuyou moved his ears, and with a sweep of the knife, he directly knocked all the flying knives flying.

But after those flying knives were knocked into the air, they touched in the air again strangely, and then continued to kill at his sky spirit from an angle that was hard to guard against.

"Shoot the arrow, don't stop, the person who is close to you, move away as soon as possible, he is only one person, can't we kill him with so many people?"

In the darkness, another person shouted loudly.

Those gangsters holding crossbow arrows fired arrows again and again at this time.

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And those underworld disciples who were approached by Lin Wuyou quickly backed away.

Looking at Lin Wuyou at this time, he was slightly surprised when he realized that those flying knives continued to kill him after being hit by him, but he immediately came back to his senses and stepped forward. , grabbing a man in black with his left hand and throwing him behind him.

puff puff puff

The sound of the hidden weapon piercing into the flesh sounded, and the man in black had no room to struggle, his eyes were wide open and he was breathless.

As for Lin Wuyou, taking this opportunity, he went on a killing spree like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, constantly using the wind saber technique.

These people in front of them are just acquired peaks, and those innate masters are hiding in the corner, waiting for an opportunity.

Lin Wuyou was able to cut two or three people horizontally with a single burst of saber energy, and within a few breaths, corpses were scattered all over his body, and blood flowed like a river.

With another knife, he chopped down a man who was at the peak of Houtian in front of him, and then slashed horizontally with the long knife. The four people around him who were about to escape fell to the ground in response, and blood spurted out.

Looking at the blood in front of him and the corpses around him, Lin Wuyou felt that the depression and worry that had been hidden in his heart for the past few days and had never been revealed had all been released.

Come on, come one to kill one, come two to kill one pair, kill everyone until everyone is afraid, so naturally there is no need to worry.

At this moment, his killing intent was completely aroused.

But at this moment, behind a gangster disciple on the front left who watched Lin Wuyou's continuous killing, felt fear and stepped back, a figure suddenly jumped out, and the black palm he had prepared for a long time slapped fiercely. past.

And Lin Wuyou had just cut out the long knife at this time, and he couldn't return to defense, so it was an opportunity.

But just when the other party thought he had succeeded, Lin Wuyou's body sank, his left hand made a saber to meet back, and a flaming saber aura was cut out by him.

The one-foot-long flaming saber slashed out horizontally, and the temperature in the surrounding area rose. It directly smashed the black palm that was shot, and then passed through the sneaking one-handed palm.

"what!"

With a scream, the only remaining hand was cut off by Lin Wuyou just like that, green smoke was still emitting from the wound, and a smell of meat radiated from it, making him completely handless.

"Brother!"

The three early-stage congenital and one mid-congenital classmates behind Dushou looked at it, and they felt like tearing apart.

Hastily passed the one-handed hand, and stepped forward to force Lin Wuyou back.

Chapter 393 "Killing Big" Mobsters who are greedy for profit

But Lin Wuyou didn't give them a chance, his figure flickered, and the next moment he came in front of them, brandishing his long knife, thirteen flames covered him in an instant.

The blade of this fake deer-cutting knife turned fiery red, like a piece of iron.

Seeing this, the four members of the Tiancan Sect, who wanted to rescue their senior brother, hurriedly made a three-foot-high pitch-black palm print together.

Two fingers in the middle of this palm were broken, and there was a gap in the center of the palm.

It is the Tiancan Palm, the unique martial art of the Tiancan School, which seems to be incomplete, but contains profound mysteries.

But Lin Wuyou's internal strength is too fierce, and his own sword skills are also so unpredictable.

Even more talented to increase the power of swordsmanship.

The thirteen flaming saber auras bombarded the palm print one after another, and the first three flaming saber auras were directly shattered, but the palm print also shattered directly.

The nine sword qi in the back slashed at the four people respectively.

Only the sound of 'Pu Pu Pu Pu' sounded, and the heads of these four people fell to the ground in response, and their bodies also fell to the ground.

Behind the crowd, Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang couldn't help gasping when they saw this scene, Lin Wuyou must have gone crazy.

"Senior brother!"

And when he saw the four juniors being beheaded with one hand, he also let out a miserable cry.

"Since it hurts so much, I'll send you to accompany them!"

Lin Wuyou's voice was like the whispers of the ecstasy envoy, making this late-stage congenital master immediately recover from his grief.

But the next moment, when he came back to his senses, he felt that he was so light and light, as if he had flown into the sky, leaving a mutilated headless corpse on the ground.

"Fire Palm!"

Just as he was headed with a single knife, a roar sounded.

Behind Lin Wuyou, a fat man rushed out from the crowd and slapped him on the back.

Flames rose from the palm of his hand, and the scorching temperature made the gangsters next to him retreat one after another.

"not good……"

Feng Siniang couldn't help but let out a low cry, but before she finished speaking, she immediately closed her mouth again.

In the crowd, Ah Zi also blinked, and took out a few bottles in his hand.

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"Boy! Don't forget that it's your home when you get to the underworld..."

At this time, Fen Yang had already slapped Lin Wuyou on the back of his heart, and was speaking harsh words.

But before he finished speaking, Lin Wuyou, who was slapped on the back of his heart, turned around and slashed at him as if nothing had happened.

The light of the saber flickered with the speed of the wind. Before Fen Yang could even react, he felt a chill on his neck and lost consciousness.

A chubby head fell to the ground, and the corpse fell to the ground with a 'plop'.

Looking at Lin Wuyou, his complexion was normal, and he didn't seem to be hurt in any way.

And among the crowd, someone soon shouted loudly:

"Golden silk armor, he is wearing a golden silk armor."

The underworld people around listened, and then they reacted.

Just now, Lin Wuyou charged into the crowd by himself, and he killed so fiercely that they forgot that the opponent was actually wearing an invulnerable armor that could even block most of his internal energy. How could he fight like this?

"Don't be afraid, even if his martial arts are strong, his internal strength is still considerable, we can use up energy to kill him, continue to attack, and kill him."

Behind the crowd, another sharp voice reminded loudly.

When the underworld people heard this, their eyes lit up.

Right!

A person's physical strength and internal strength are limited, now after all this fighting, how much of his internal strength is left?

"Kill it! Take the deer cutter and the golden silk armor!"

Thinking of this, the guys around him swung their knives and came forward again.

Lin Wuyou took a look, and found exactly the person who had turned on him just now.

The other party was standing across the street, his face was as white as a ghost.

As for the hanged ghost, Lin Wuyou took a look at it, and subconsciously took two steps back.

But right away, he remembered that the other party was in the crowd, could he still kill himself in the air?

"Hey, kid, let's see how you die!"