Tick tock.
Blood flowed.
Lin was covered in blood, holding a corpse in her hand, and threw it forward lightly.
The corpse drew a parabola and fell far away on the pile of corpses.
Kill another one.
Lin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and put on a defensive stance.
She was like a tough rock. Although she was silent, she blocked the group of monks for Anna.
——That is a group of powerful practitioners.
Fearing Lin's strength, they attacked in batches, consuming Lin's strength with wheel battles.
And Lin couldn't pursue it too far.
Because she has to guard Anna's surroundings to ensure that Anna is not hurt.
This kind of battle is really frustrating.
But there is no way.
On this peak of death's inheritance, the battle is gradually coming to an end.
——Lin no longer has much strength to stop these monks from approaching.
Anna was on the mountaintop altar behind her, her body quietly suspended in the air, holding a black long-handled scythe in her hand, her eyes closed, and she kept chanting something, as if she was performing a special ritual.
——She has not yet completed the inheritance of the God of Death.
Opposite the two women, an old man walked out from among the monks.
"It's really admirable martial arts realm and skills. I have observed it for a long time and it has really benefited me a lot. After I go back to retreat, my cultivation level will definitely reach a higher level."
Lin twitched her lips slightly and said sarcastically: "Have you benefited a lot? You don't even dare to fight, you only know how to send your men to death. Your insights are all fake."
The old man's face gradually became gloomy.
Yes, as the leader and the strongest monk, I have never dared to take action personally because I foresee the opponent's strength.
This really hurts your reputation.
The old man was secretly resentful, but his face remained calm. He raised his hand and clapped his hands.
A monk stepped forward to report: "Sir Elder, according to my feeling, she still has half of her strength. She is seriously injured and can no longer continue fighting with all her strength."
The old man showed a confident smile.
"Female warrior, although you are about to die, you can actually learn something from this incident. You can put it in one word-"
"Outnumbered."
After hearing this, Lin said calmly: "Death is the destination of a warrior. I am not surprised at all."
She raised her hands, turning one hand into a fist and the other into a palm, and her aura suddenly changed.
"Absolutely!"
She shouted loudly, and a surge of white light surged around her body.
Under her feet, the entire mountaintop seemed to be captured by some too powerful force, trembling slightly.
Such an obvious vision made the monks couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Lin maintained her momentum and quietly watched behind her.
Unfortunately, Anna still had her eyes closed, as if she was communicating with the altar.
Lin sighed secretly, withdrew her attention and looked at the monks in front of her.
There is really no other way.
Most of the mountains she could inspect were deserted.
She is alone against these enemies.
She shouted again: "Come on, come on and die!"
The monks looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
——This woman is vicious and has endless tricks. No one dares to take her lightly anymore.
The monk shouted loudly before: "Sir Elder, she is going to fight with all her strength - this is true, and it is also her last attack!"
The old man retreated behind everyone without hesitation.
——Just kidding, the next step is a desperate fight, it will be fatal.
The old man shouted urgently: "Give them all to me. Everyone will share her attack equally. There will be no problem."
"yes!"
The monks responded.
They rushed forward.
The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed - Lin's momentum rose again, and she was ready to fight to the death.
Suddenly, the ground shook violently.
Everyone paused vigilantly, and even Lin became more vigilant.
Because this time, it was not a slight tremor.
The whole mountain is moving!
"What happened? What did she do!" the old man asked loudly.
"I don't know, sir, it's not her this time!" the monk said anxiously.
While the two were talking, the ground shook violently again.
Everyone fell down and suddenly stopped.
This time, the monks all felt some kind of truth.
——The entire black mountain is sinking.
"This is impossible. We have tried it. In such a huge mountain, every stone is extremely hard and can almost be used as a weapon." The old man murmured.
Montenegro continues to sink.
——In a rapid and completely detectable way, everyone fell into panic.
Mountains cannot disappear into thin air.
So what exactly happened?
Lin took a few steps back to better protect Anna.
When the monks saw this, they did not press forward.
Because the first thing now is to figure out the situation.
Soon everyone felt it——
The whole mountain no longer shook violently.
It was as if after several previous dips, the mountain had mastered the technique of sinking and began to descend slowly and quietly in a skillful and measured manner.
After counting the breaths.
The speed of the mountain's descent continued to increase, and the earth gradually appeared in everyone's field of vision.
"Elder, look!"
The monk shouted.
The old man quickly looked in the direction pointed by the other party.
For a moment, everyone looked towards the plain on the earth.
I saw a monk with a black cloth covering his face standing there, holding a sword in one hand and swinging out a dazzling afterimage.
He looked quite relaxed and relaxed, and every time he drew his sword, there was a whistling afterimage.
The afterimages of the sword energy struck the black mountain peak one after another, quickly erasing every detail of the mountain.
The mountain peak did not tilt due to the bombardment of the sword energy, nor did part of it collapse while the other part remained intact.
The shadow of the sword rushes continuously, and due to its speed, people can only see the blurred afterimage.
The entire mountain fell rapidly and evenly and silently under the cut of the sword shadow.
——What kind of swordsmanship is this!
While everyone was watching, the entire mountain peak had been flattened except for the altar where Anna was.
Everyone stood on the ground.
Only then did the man with his face covered with black cloth put away his sword.
He moved his neck, put the sword on his shoulder, took out a bottle of strong wine and took a gulp.
After taking a sip, the man put away the bottle and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, because it took a while to cut it, and my throat is a little thirsty - but it's okay, I finally finished cutting it."
He spoke as if he had just peeled a piece of fruit, rather than a mountain of divine inheritance.
Seeing his behavior, the monks were speechless for a moment.
"Elder——" The monk seemed to want to say something.
The old man raised his hand to stop him.
The old man said solemnly: "Such swordsmanship, combining all swords with one sword, I'm afraid it has surpassed the realm of sword immortal, and you still need to respect it."
He stood apart from the crowd, clasped his fists towards the other party and said, "I'm the elder of the Cangyu Sect, Yao Wuqi. I wonder who you are?"
The man also clasped his fists slightly and replied: "Baihua Sect, Gu Qingshan."
"Why did you come here?"
"Just to ask for your help."
"Oh? You and I have never met each other. May I ask what is going on?"
"Practice is not easy. Please cherish your lives and leave here immediately."
The old man squinted his eyes and looked to the other side.
Lin stood there, still silent.
But she seemed unable to suppress the smile on her lips.
——It turned out to be their people.
The old man snorted coldly.
Damn it.
It took a lot of effort to use up the strength of the female warrior at the cost of human life. Do you want to give up just because of a sword cultivator?
Although this swordsman's swordsmanship is amazing, his cultivation level is indeed low and he cannot resist people like himself.
Kill him...
Even if the female warrior came together, it would only cost seven or eight more lives.
The old man made some estimates and had a firm idea in his mind.
He said coldly: "If we don't retreat, how will you stay?"
Having said this, the monks naturally understood the secret, and they all mobilized their aura and made preparations for attack.
Opposite them, Gu Qingshan couldn't help but smile.
He opened his mouth and said softly: "Then please die."
"Oh? You want to kill me?" The old man stood behind the crowd and smiled playfully.
A sudden vision occurred!
A long black snake and a long white snake suddenly appeared. They surrounded the old man, rose from the soles of his feet, and quickly wrapped around him.
The two snakes suddenly transformed into a girl in black clothes and a girl in white clothes, and gradually disappeared into the old man's body.
"No, the Twin Snakes of Impermanence! This is our magical skill - this is impossible!"
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