The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

But Lin Mo was faster. He used the opponent's force to counter attack and twisted his wrist slightly, making a "click" sound.

The assassin's wrist broke instantly, and the short blade flew out of his hand.

However, there was no trace of pain on the assassin's face.

There was only a hint of astonishment in his eyes, obviously he was caught off guard by Lin Mo's agility.

Lin Mo took advantage of the opportunity and slapped the assassin in the chest with his right palm.

I instantly felt a soft touch.

This is actually a woman!

The female assassin groaned, feeling a burning pain in her chest, and was forced back several steps.

However, Lin Mo had no intention of showing any mercy to women.

He took a step forward, changed his palm into a fist, and hit the assassin in the face with the sound of wind and thunder.

The female assassin had experienced Lin Mo's power and knew that he was extremely strong, so she did not dare to fight him head-on and barely dodged to the side.

But Lin Mo's left hand had already followed like a shadow, moving sideways and grabbing the opponent's throat.

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

Lin Mo's voice was low and full of unquestionable majesty.

There was a flash of determination in the female assassin's eyes, as if she was determined to die rather than surrender.

But how could Lin Mo give her this opportunity? His fingers gradually tightened, and the assassin's face turned from red to white, and then from white to blue.

Finally, a mouthful of blood spurted out and his body collapsed weakly.

At the moment the assassin fell, Lin Mo keenly sensed something strange.

A cold light, almost hidden in the night, suddenly tore through the air and headed straight for his back!

This sword is as fast as lightning that cuts through the night sky!

It appeared so suddenly that it was beyond everyone's expectations.

It's so fast that it's unbelievable, it doesn't seem like it's within human power!

The timing was just right.

Lin Mo didn't even have a chance to dodge and was stabbed directly by the sword!

Seeing this scene, the man holding the long sword couldn't help but raise a smug smile at the corner of his mouth under the ghost mask.

“It’s worth my efforts, even using the lives of my two companions as bait.

I just found such a great opportunity!

With this sword, you will definitely die!

Even if you are a martial arts master, you can't escape death!"

only……

Why does this touch feel a little off?

His smile suddenly froze.

Looking closely, I saw a layer of rock-like patterns appearing where the sword tip had pierced.

Lin Mo's body was covered with a layer of blood-red armor, and the tip of the sword could not go any further!

"Protective Qi?! Grandmaster of martial arts?!"

His eyes widened, his face full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

He quickly drew his sword and stepped back, dodging a few times and quickly distanced himself from Lin Mo.

Originally, he thought he had overestimated Lin Mo's strength.

But he didn't expect that the other party was actually a martial arts grandmaster!

Such a young martial arts grandmaster hasn't appeared in nearly a hundred years, right?

"Ghost Face Fourteen?"

Lin Mo did not pursue, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The other party's ghost mask that reflected a cold luster in the moonlight immediately reminded him of this name.

"Oh, you recognize me?"

Ghost Face Fourteen was a little surprised.

"It doesn't count as acquaintance."

Lin Mo shook his head. “It’s just that I’ve killed a killer like you before, and I’ve heard your name from him.”

"You...you are the bloody-handed butcher who killed Dayang Yinkou?"

Ghost Face Fourteen reacted quickly and his eyes widened in surprise.

Lin Mo glanced at him in surprise. This guy reacted quite quickly.

"Impossible, the Bloody Hand Slayer is a middle-aged man..."

Ghost Face Fourteen muttered to himself, and suddenly thought of something, "No, you used the Disguise Technique?!"

A hint of admiration flashed in Lin Mo's eyes.

This kid's reaction is really quick.

He actually began to feel a sense of cherishing talented people.

"You're very smart, it's a pity that you're a killer."

The Ghost Face Fourteen tried to remain calm, sneered and asked, "If you don't want to be a killer, do you want to be a good person?"

"It's good to be a good person." Lin Mo responded with a chuckle.

“It costs money to be a good person.”

"You should have quite a bit of savings, right?"

"You want me to use the money I earned from killing people to do good deeds?"

"is it not OK?"

"for example?"

"Donate it to me?"

"you?"

Ghost Face Fourteen couldn't help but sneer, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing him laughing happily, Lin Mo couldn't help laughing too.

The two of them laughed so hard that they fell forward and backward.

The three Yuan brothers were surprised to see that the two people who were originally on edge were now laughing as if they were good friends who had known each other for many years.

I don’t know what happened to these two people.

But no one dared to break this atmosphere.

Enough laughing.

The smile on Ghost Face Fourteen's face faded, and he said seriously: "I am here to kill you."

Lin Mo asked, "Are you here to avenge your companions?"

Ghost Face Fourteen said in a cold tone, shook his head and denied, "Killers don't talk about feelings. I only care about money, not people."

"How much money did the person who hired you give you?" Lin Mo asked curiously.

"That's not something you should be concerned about. You should think about whether you can survive my sword!"

Ghost Face Fourteen clenched the sword in his hand.

Lin Mo's eyes were attracted by the sword.

It was a black sword.

Glowing in the moonlight.

It seemed to swallow up all the light around it.

"What a good sword!" Lin Mo praised sincerely.

"This obsidian sword is made of obsidian and meteorite iron. It is naturally a good sword."

Ghost Face Fourteen said proudly.

He has regarded this sword as his second life!

"pity……"

Lin Mo shook his head slightly, with a hint of regret in his tone.

"What's a pity?"

Ghost Face Fourteen frowned and asked unhappily.

"It's a pity that its owner is a little bit worse." Lin Mo said calmly.

"You!" Ghost Face Fourteen glared at him, "What right do you have to say that to me?"

"Although I don't know how to use a sword, I know how to use a knife. I think the principle should be similar. Although your sword is fast, it lacks the faith and determination to move forward." Lin Mo smiled slightly.

"How dare you judge me so recklessly?"

Ghost Face Fourteen roared angrily, his face as gloomy as water.

Over the years, the obsidian sword in his hand has drunk the blood of countless powerful men.

Even martial arts masters have perished at the hands of his sword.

But now, the swordsmanship that made him famous was being belittled in such a way, and the anger in his heart was instantly ignited.

Although his opponent was most likely a martial arts grandmaster, Ghost Face Fourteen did not retreat. Instead, he was filled with fighting spirit.

He longed to fight with such a master and hone his sword skills through actual combat.

After all, he hasn't made any breakthroughs in swordsmanship for a long time.

If he can gain some insights from this battle, his strength will surely be raised to a higher level!

As for whether there will be danger to life?

Being a killer is a profession that involves walking on the edge of death.

Besides, with that thing around, it shouldn't be difficult to save your life.

Thinking of this, Ghost Face Fourteen’s eyes became sharper.

He raised the obsidian sword in his hand and said coldly: "I want to see if your sword skills are qualified to teach me!"

"Exactly what I want!"

Lin Mo's face was calm, and his five fingers moved slightly.

Not far away, the Zan Yato stuck in the ground seemed to be summoned.

The blade suddenly trembled violently.

Then, with a "swish" sound, it flew back to Lin Mo's hand like lightning.

"Using Qi to control the sword?"

Ghost Face Fourteen's pupils shrank, and then he pounced on Lin Mo like a tiger coming down the mountain, shouting, "Kill!"

"Let me show you how to use a knife!"

Lin Mo raised his eyelids, moved his elbow slightly, and the Night-Slaying Blade suddenly came out of its sheath.

A knife slashed out diagonally, just like the autumn moon in the sky and the sunset glow disappeared.

In an instant, a clear sound of a sword cut through the night sky, breaking through the darkness!