Can A Scholar Be Called A Villain?

Chapter 103: Sword Intent

The old man escaped, with the help of Yi Qianlong.

Yi Qianlong has had no news over the years because he has been helping his old man to train a group of people, a group of people who can defeat King Wan Peng.

Everyone thought that Lu Mantian held by Tiedan was the most loyal, but in fact he had rebelled;

Everyone thought that Yi Qianlong, the leader of the water bandit, had disappeared, but he was actually the most loyal.

The old man wanted to give Lu Kagawa the most memorable way to die, but he couldn’t find him, so he had to give it up.

He and Yi Qianlong gathered their hands and prepared to fight against the blood-grabbing bat locusts in the south.

This is the will he reached with Wang Wanpeng.

The will reached by the two Heavenly Transcendent Realm peaks will not be violated by anyone in the whole arena.

And now, apart from Murong Lin, there are three others hiding in the dark to control the blood-grabbing bats.

One of them was turning clouds and rain on the grassland, devouring cattle, sheep and tribes, one was making waves in Taihu Lake, sweeping the surrounding towns, and the other was raging around Yunnan, swallowing a large virgin forest.

They have reported their hatred, but they have fallen in love with their power of life and death.

No one can disobey them, and no one can stop them.

They continued to control the blood-grabbing bats and swept the surrounding area.

The whole arena shook because the “monster locust plague” had completely erupted.

The price of food has risen rapidly by 070, and most of the fields have been destroyed;

The population also moved rapidly, moving to the most central part of the Central Plains, where there was a camp jointly established by Sun’s Mansion and the Twelve Feipeng Gang.

The capable people ran wildly into the wild, trying their best to kill the blood-grabbing bat locusts.

The world is like apocalypse.

The land was barren, but where the blood-grabbing bats swept across, there was no grass growing, and the earth was everywhere.

Even the base camp of King Wanpeng and the surrounding area of ​​Wanpeng Fort had been destroyed. King Wanpeng immediately came to the central camp in a bad mood to meet with the old man.

“What is going on on your side? Have you found out who is behind?” the old man asked.

He didn’t like procrastination and decided to do it directly on them.

“I found one and I caught him, but I found that he was just a pawn too.” Wang Wan Peng said, his eyes solemn.

When he rode a horse to catch up with that man on the grassland, that man had completely become a lunatic, a lunatic who was addicted to such a powerful force.

This shows that he will not be the black hand behind the scenes.

The old man nodded, and said with a gloomy look: “I also caught one, which is also a chess piece.”

“Then who will play chess?”

“I don’t know, but it must be a deeply hidden person.”

“People like him will shine with their own brilliance no matter how hidden they are.”

“Do you know who it is?” the old man said.

“Who are the most famous people in the arena recently?” Wang Peng asked rhetorically.

“‘Meteor Butterfly Sword’ Meng Xinghun and’Thin Sword Demon’ Murong Lin.”

“Now do you know who is behind the scenes?” Wang Wan Peng’s eyes were full of wisdom.

People like him have to be wise.

Because as long as he is not so wise for a moment, he will be killed by the old man in front of him.

The old man nodded and said, “Meng Xinghun doesn’t have that ability, and he won’t be so cruel.”

“Then only Murong Lin. He is of unknown origin, who is most likely to bring the demon locust plague.”

The two of them looked at each other, and then the old man shook his head and said: “He has disappeared long ago. I only know that three days ago, he killed 28 Lianhuan Dock chief rudder Chen Xiaodao with three swords.”

“Chen Xiaodao has entered the first-class realm for more than ten years.”

“But it’s not our opponent, is it?” The old man said confidently.

He had to be confident that only Yi Qianlong was left under his men.

As an old man, he naturally has to maintain self-confidence.

“Then find him first and get rid of him first.”

“Then the problem of the demon locust plague will be solved.”

Murong Lin, who was still far away, naturally wouldn’t know that Sun Yubo and Wan Peng Wang had decided to join forces to deal with him first.

Murong Lin sat among a crowd of blood-grabbing bats, feeling his improved strength.

Quadruple Heaven Realm!

He once again felt the opportunity for a breakthrough in the previous match with Chen Xiaodao, and finally broke through now.

Now Murong Lin has been in this secret for two months, and he has one month left.

Without using the villain’s value points, Murong Lin still has the only thing left in his body that can improve his strength, the elixir he had previously obtained in the ruins.

But those kinds of elixir are used to refine alchemy, and the reason why the level is high is all because of the high age.

The actual efficacy of the drug is not very satisfactory.

Murong Lin looked at him, looking for a good thing that could not only improve his strength, but also help him practice the sword technique.

“Small counter, I want to buy’crushing knife liquid’.” Murong Lin said.

“Ding! Did the master decide to spend 10 villain points to buy the’crushing knife liquid’?”

“Buy, two copies.”

“Ding! Congratulations to the master for obtaining the Heaven-rank High-Level Spirit Liquid “Broken Knife Liquid”.”

Murong Lin looked at the two small porcelain bottles slowly appearing in front of him, and his eyes slowly became serious.

Will things that can enhance strength have no counterproductive effects?

impossible.

The opposite effect of the broken knife liquid is that when you take the broken knife liquid, you will feel the pain of the broken blade.

That is the pain directly attached to the soul.

The body will not be hurt at all, but the soul will suffer.

Only in this way can I improve my strength.

Murong Lin found a remote place and took a bottle of knife liquid.

Then his face instantly twisted savagely, and with a palm of his hand, he instantly smashed the porcelain bottle in his hand.

“Crack!” A voice came, more like a broken soul.

Murong Lin’s muscles were trembling, his teeth were trembling, and the pain from his nerves instantly spread all over his body.

Those who are good at spells will comprehend “fire”, “ice”, “wind” and “thunder”;

There are also various artistic conceptions such as “business”, “destroying meaning”, “dreaming”, “warming” and so on.

There is naturally a higher and deeper existence above the artistic conception, but it is very difficult to comprehend the artistic conception even with the knowledge and the state, let alone the latter level.

Murong Lin can comprehend the “sword intent” now, and it is entirely dependent on his talent “qi is higher than the sky, heart is thinner than a sword” and the “crushing knife liquid” just taken.

He forcibly resisted the hideousness on his face and took a bottle of “crushing knife liquid” again.

His strength continues to rise.

Five Heaven Realm!

The Sixth Heaven Realm!

Seventh Heaven Realm!

With the help of two bottles of “broken knife liquid”, he directly broke through the three small realms and reached the seventh level of the Tongtian realm.

The blade light flickered all over, and only a blade light flew out, instantly disappearing the land in front of him.

He finally stabilized the embryonic form of his “sword intent”.

Slowly exhaled.

The effect of the “broken knife liquid” in Murong Lin’s body slowly faded, leaving only the powerful strength and knife intent to spread.

The blood-grabbing bat locusts hovering around also rejoiced that their master was able to break through to this level.

Murong Lin picked up his knife, stood up slowly, grinning grinningly.

He flew in the direction of the Central Plains. .