Futian Sword Fanatics

"Mo Lin, you are really lucky! Even though your internal organs have been destroyed by me, you still haven't died! Good, good, very good! If I can't kill you, I will kill you again!"    

At this time, Yi Xing bared his teeth and said fiercely.    

"What?" You still want to kill me? "    

Hearing Yi Xing's words, Mo Lin sneered.    

"That's right?" I'll destroy you now! "    

As soon as Mo Lin finished speaking, Yi Xing roared.    

One must know, Mo Lin's sudden attack on Yi Xing caused him to lose a large amount of blood essence, which made him extremely unhappy!    

It could be said that he no longer allowed Mo Lin to live in this world for even a second!    

However, he was afraid that he did not know that Mo Lin was no longer the same person!    

It might have been possible for him to suppress Mo Lin previously, but now, he was completely no match for Mo Lin!    

In other words, Mo Lin no longer thought much of Yi Xing!    

"Bam!"    

Just as Yi Xing was about to charge towards Mo Lin, the Buddha statues suddenly exploded into pieces.    

Seeing the rubble flying everywhere, the corners of Shi Yan's mouth twitched. His face was filled with fear as he retreated a few steps!    

How could that be!? How could this Mo Lin have such a terrifying power? How could such a small and unremarkable stone have so much power of thirty tigers? What exactly is going on? "    

At this moment, Yi Xing's pupils contracted as he saw the terrifying power of the flying rocks. A puzzled look appeared on his face.    

He could not understand why these stones that had exploded contained such terrifying power!?    

At this moment, Yi Xing finally realized that something was wrong with Mo Lin.    

Just when Yi Xing noticed that Mo Lin was acting weirdly, he looked towards him.    

It was fine if he wasn't looking at Mo Lin, but once he looked at Mo Lin, Yi Xing was immediately overjoyed!    

After all, Mo Lin's Profound Spirit Qi was weak, like an old man who had just reached death's door. He looked like he was about to die!    

It was as if when Mo Lin breathed, he might not even be able to breathe in one breath, and directly died!    

"I thought you were the one who emitted the power, but it turns out you weren't. You were smashed to pieces by my fist just now, and now you can even stand up. Interesting. Come, come. I'll give you another punch and send you to hell. Hahaha!"    

Seeing Mo Lin's weak aura, Yi Xing laughed.    

Naturally, he did not know that Mo Lin's Dragon Tactic was different from ordinary techniques.    

The other arts only increased one's aura the more one cultivated!    

However, the Dragon and Elephant Constellation Mantra was the complete opposite!    

The more Mo Lin trained, the stronger his power became, but his Qi was getting weaker!    

It could be said that Mo Lin had already cultivated the Dragon Elephant Power Drawing Arts to the Fourth Star Sector. Although his strength had already reached the peak of berserk, his entire body's aura had become extremely weak!    

The stronger Mo Lin was, the weaker the Profound Spirit Qi was!    

And because of this, Mo Lin looked like a dying old man who was about to die!    

And Mo Lin's aura was weak, so naturally, this Yi Xing misunderstood that Mo Lin was a weak chicken!    

Actually, he didn't even know just how terrifying Mo Lin was right now!    

"Yi Xing, his death is imminent, and he still dares to mock others. How laughable!"    

Looking at Yi Xing, Mo Lin's gaze turned cold, and said with a tone as cold as ice.    

"What?" Am I dying? How come I don't know, I don't know who can kill me here? Who here can do anything to me? What can anyone do to me? "Hahaha!"    

Yi Xing roared furiously after hearing Mo Lin's words, his voice extremely savage.    

"I can kill you!"    

Looking at Yi Xing, Mo Lin said with a tone as cold as ice.    

"What?" You, a person with a weak and dying aura, actually said you wanted to kill me? You want to kill me with your dying aura? "Hahaha, this is so funny!"    

Looking at Mo Lin, Yi Xing laughed coldly and shook his head.    

"Some people don't shed tears until they see the coffin. They don't die until they reach the bottom of the Yellow River!"    

Looking at Yi Xing, Mo Lin slowly unsheathed the Cross Sword!    

"Hmph, how can an ant be worthy of telling me that I can't see a coffin without tears? Laughable! "    

At this time, Yi Xing still did not take Mo Lin seriously as he sneered.    

"Swish ?"    

But just as he was taunting Mo Lin, Mo Lin swung the Cross Sword in his hand, and a sword light flashed.    

"Hahaha, the sword of a weak chicken, the sword of a weak chicken. This kind of sword technique dares to use it to intimidate others, what a joke, laugh ?"    

"Ah... "My ear, my ear, it hurts ?"    

Just as Yi Xing was laughing at Mo Lin's weak sword technique, Yi Xing's right ear was suddenly cut off by Mo Lin's sword light.    

"What's going on? A weak chicken casually waved his sword. How could he possibly cut off my ear?    

At this time, Yi Xing looked at Mo Lin, his face revealing a little fear!    

But just as fear appeared on his face, Mo Lin attacked again!    

"Yi Xing, to tell you the truth, I have the strength of 32 tigers and you have the strength of 30 tigers, so I have the strength of 2 tigers more than you." Yi Xing, I'll tell you the truth, I have the strength of 32 tigers and you have the strength of 30 tigers.    

Looking at Yi Xing, Mo Lin sneered.    

"What?" You. You have the strength of thirty-two tigers? How can you have so much power? "No, that's impossible!"    

Hearing Mo Lin's words, Yi Xing's pupils contracted with disbelief written all over his face.    

Naturally, when Mo Lin finished speaking, Yi Xing was not the only one who did not believe him.    

It had to be known that Mo Lin's internal organs had all shattered from being struck by Yi Xing, and he had sprayed out pieces of his internal organs, which were eventually buried by the Buddha statue's ruins!    

Such a serious injury, Mo Lin should already be dead!    

But what was unexpected was that not only was Mo Lin still alive, his strength had risen from the Eight Tigers to the Thirty-two Tigers!    

The heck!    

This was truly unbelievable!    

This was a shocking and unheard-of thing!    

This Mo Lin really had the strength of 32 tigers?    

This was too scary!    

At this time, Zhao Tai Sen looked at Mo Lin and immediately swallowed his saliva.    

Hmph, dog Mo Lin, I do not believe that you possess the strength of 32 tigers, don't think that you can lie to me, your Qi is so weak, you can't possibly possess such a terrifying power, if this does not work, I do not care what demonic technique you use, you will definitely die today!    

Looking at Mo Lin, Yi Xing bared his teeth and said with a voice as loud as thunder.    

"Yi Xing, you are so smart. I just cut off one of your ears. Do you think I don't have the strength of 32 tigers?"    

Looking at Yi Xing, Mo Lin shook his head and said.    

"Hmph, stop putting on an act. I'll kill you right now!"    

Looking at Mo Lin, Yi Xing suddenly jumped up, and directly attacked Mo Lin!    

"Stubborn fool, go to hell!"    

Looking at Yi Xing, Mo Lin was too lazy to argue anymore.    

Mo Lin waved his long sword, releasing a terrifying sword beam straight towards Yi Xing.    

In that moment, Mo Lin's sword beams were like a tsunami as they rolled away.    

Upon seeing it, Easily Star's face instantly turned white!