hsntnovel Chapter 657 Tian Jue, Feng Mo?
Chapter 657 Tian Jue, Feng Mo?
The fierce look on his face instantly turned into terror. He was sent flying as if hit by a giant elephant, and died in mid-air!
Almost simultaneously, Lin Mo turned to the side and swung his arm, his left arm lashing out like a steel whip, precisely striking the side of the sweeping leg.
"Crack!"
The leg bone broke instantly.
The elder who was using his leg let out a muffled groan and staggered backward.
Before he could even regain his footing, Lin Mo delivered a backhand chop that came crashing down from mid-air—
"The Art of Slaying Men!"
Lin Mo silently recited in his heart.
An invisible blade of energy condensed at the edge of the hand chop, and it slashed down fiercely!
"Shh-"
The Grand Secretary paused.
A thin line of blood quietly appeared from her forehead to her hip.
The next moment, he was cleaved in two!
Blood and entrails were splattered all over the ground, and the stench was overwhelming.
At the same time, the third elder seized the fleeting opportunity and arrived behind Lin Mo.
His fist was like a red-hot iron, about to strike Lin Mo in the back.
The ecstatic joy of a successful sneak attack that had just appeared on his face suddenly froze—
It was as if Lin Mo had eyes in the back of his head. He lowered his body slightly and thrust his right elbow back like a cannonball!
"boom!"
Fists and elbows collided, and the force of the impact exploded.
The elder felt an overwhelming force sweep up his arm.
The entire arm bone made a cracking sound as it could no longer bear the weight, and blood and qi surged within the chest cavity.
"Wow!"
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the stone wall.
The spirit of the last Grand Secretary had silently appeared above Lin Mo's head.
"Successful!"
He was overjoyed, and his mental energy slithered into Lin Mo's sea of consciousness like a venomous snake.
He thought Lin Mo only had the courage of a fool and had no idea that he was hiding something.
Zeng Xianglin Mo's lips curled slightly: "Playing the Yin God in front of me?"
He offered no resistance, allowing the other party's thoughts to invade his mind.
"Boy, even if you are highly skilled in martial arts, how can you withstand my Yin spirit?"
"You're nothing but a simpleton with a strong body. Once I've captured your mind, I'll turn you into a complete idiot who obeys my every word!"
Just when he thought victory was assured, a crimson light suddenly spread before his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the crimson color spread out like an ink painting, instantly spreading in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the world turned crimson!
Then, a scene of carnage and bloodshed suddenly appeared before my eyes.
Piles of white bones, glaring blood, limbs scattered everywhere, gruesome deaths...
Even though this elder had experienced countless battles, he couldn't help but tremble in the face of such a scene.
Immediately afterwards, a demon king with two horns on his head slowly emerged from the depths of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
He raised his knife and slashed fiercely at him!
"No--!!"
The Yin spirit let out a silent roar, but was swallowed whole by the demon king, its soul scattered and its spirit destroyed.
All of this may seem like a long story, but to the outside world it's just a fleeting moment.
Huang Quan led everyone to believe that the elder's Yin spirit attack had worked.
Unexpectedly, Lin Mo acted as if nothing had happened.
But the elder suddenly collapsed to the ground with a "thud".
Drooling from the corner of his mouth and with a vacant, lifeless gaze, he had clearly become an idiot.
"what?!"
"Even the Yin Gods can't do anything to him?"
In the blink of an eye, two of the four Grand Secretaries died, one was seriously injured, and another was turned into a fool!
The whole place was dead silent!
Even the howling zombies and swirling poisonous insects seemed to be intimidated by this invisible power, and fell silent for a moment.
The remaining assassins from Huang Quanyin froze, their fanaticism and excitement replaced by incredulous horror.
These are four Elders of the Underworld!
They are the top combatants of Huang Quan Yin!
Even in the martial arts world, he would be considered a top-tier expert.
However, at this moment, Lin Mo couldn't even withstand a single move.
"Even with the four Grand Secretaries joining forces, they still couldn't do anything to him?"
"Is he... is he even human?"
"Could this young man be a celestial being descended to earth?"
"Yes, otherwise, why would he be so ridiculously strong?"
Lin Mo's formidable strength has already made those assassins feel that he is invincible.
With a desperate cry, it began to scatter and flee in all directions.
Lin Mo ignored the small fry and was about to check Leng Lingding's injuries.
Suddenly, his brow furrowed, and he abruptly turned to look at the dark passageway on one side of the hall.
There, without anyone noticing, another person had appeared.
A person wearing a faded gray cloth shirt.
He was a thin, ordinary-looking man who would easily blend into a crowd.
The only two things that might stand out are his unusual hooked nose.
And those eyes, gleaming with a sharp light, appeared exceptionally bright.
He stood there, seemingly blending into the surrounding shadows.
It was completely silent; you couldn't even sense its breathing or heartbeat.
But Lin Mo's pupils contracted slightly.
In his perception, it wasn't a person standing there.
Instead, it was a constantly twisting and moving shadow.
An intensely concentrated killing intent, like an ice spike, locked onto him firmly.
"It's Lord Tianjue!"
"Lord Fuma has emerged from seclusion!"
"Excellent! Lord Tianjue, please slay this fiend and avenge our fallen brothers!"
The fleeing assassins, upon recognizing the newcomers, erupted in shouts of elation at their narrow escape:
"Lord Fuma!"
Wind Demon?
A hint of surprise flashed across Lin Mo's eyes.
Wasn't Fuma already beheaded by him in the mass grave outside Kyoto?
How could it possibly reappear?
No—their auras are completely different!
The oppressive feeling emanating from this withered old man was ten or even a hundred times more dangerous than that of the "Wind Demon" who escaped from the evil dragon's water prison!
The gaunt old man—Tian Jue, or rather, Feng Mo—slowly raised his head.
His cloudy eyes looked at Lin Mo, showing no joy or anger, only a deathly indifference.
"you……"
Amid the commotion, Lin Mo frowned slightly and voiced the question that had been bothering him.
"I personally killed the Wind Demon. And who are you?"
Upon hearing this, Tian Jue let out a soft exclamation, and a dark light suddenly shone in his eyes.
Then he let out a low, ambiguous laugh.
He didn't answer directly, but instead looked Lin Mo up and down with great interest, as if admiring a rare treasure.
"You killed him?" Tianjue's voice carried a hint of amusement. "Well done."
These words stunned not only Lin Mo, but also the Huang Quan Yin assassins behind him who were shouting wildly.
Tian Jue continued slowly, "I, Tian Jue, am the true first 'Wind Demon' of the Twelve Demon Stars of the Tower Sect."
He extended a finger and gently shook it.
"The one you killed was nothing but a piece of trash. He was just a figurehead whom I promoted to fill a quota in order to give the sect leader an explanation."
"In order to ensure that he could secure his position, I specially instructed the Blood Demon to teach him the Blood Fiend Demon Art, a simplified and adapted version of the Yellow Spring Blood Demon Scripture."
Tianjue's tone was filled with undisguised contempt.
"Unfortunately, a piece of mud can't be plastered on a wall. In the end, that guy's strength was just average, and he might not even be able to defeat a decent martial arts master."
He was incredibly stupid and dull-witted. According to spies outside, he was later captured by the imperial court's henchmen and spent many years in a water dungeon, during which time most of his cultivation was ruined.
He later escaped from prison with the help of others, only to be killed by a young man with a single stab.
"I never expected that person to be you!"
He looked at Lin Mo, his interest growing stronger.