Can A Scholar Be Called A Villain?

Chapter 104: Encirclement and Suppress Murong Lin

The “demon locust plague” swept across the rivers and lakes, and the legend that Murong Lin was a demon spread across the rivers and lakes.

Because something like the blood-grabbing bat locust is like something emerging from hell, it is definitely not what this world should appear.

Of course, they didn’t know that the place where they lived was just a secret realm. There was still a huge world outside, and there were countless powerful people.

They believed that Murong Lin was a demon who emerged from hell, who came to harm the world.

As the demon locust plague continued to spread in the south, the side of the city guarded by the old man and King Wan Peng was almost cleaned up.

Although both of them are at the pinnacle of the Heaven-Through-Sky Realm, it is far from the two of them that can completely deal with the demon locust plague that obscures the sky and the sun.

They assembled their masters and other forces in the arena to prepare to deal specifically with Murong Lin.

Only by beheading Murong Lin can everything stop.

As a result, a large group of people was killing small blood-grabbing bat locusts outside while inquiring about Murong Lin’s news.

Finally, they found a trace of Murong Lin in a small town.

So under the leadership of a group of veteran masters such as the old man and Wan Peng Wang, a group of people marched toward the town with great momentum.

Murong Lin quickly spotted them. After all, in a small town that had been swallowed clean, it was still obvious that hundreds of living people appeared.

Murong Lin waved the blood-grabbing bats and flew directly towards them, and the blood-grabbing bats flying over the entire town covered the sky.

Everyone is at least a master of the second-rate realm, that is, the Wanxiang realm, directly summoning their own Wanxiang incarnation phantom, and attacking the surrounding blood-grabbing bat locusts.

The old man and Wan Peng Wang joined forces to attack Murong Lin.

Sun Yubo’s face had long been pale because of the previous attack by Lu Xiangchuan’s hidden weapon, and at the moment he was wounded in battle.

King Wan Peng took the lead. Wearing a luxurious armor and carrying a spear, he looked at Murong Lin slowly approaching them, and shouted angrily:

“You devil, do you know what you did?”

His voice was furious and thunderous.

I saw the figure of a golden big Peng slowly emerging behind him, his sharp claws stretched out, and his sharp eyes looked at Murong Lin.

Murong Lin stood there and said indifferently: “What did I do?

kill? The total number of people who die every day in these rivers and lakes may not necessarily be as many as I have killed in my life.

Raise these blood-grabbing bats? How many creatures did people eat? What? Now the other way around, are you going to get angry? ”

Wang Wanpeng couldn’t compete with Murong Lin, but the old man said with low eyes: “Do you know how much harm these locusts will bring to the world?”

These days, he has seen the land that has been ravaged by blood-grabbing bats and locusts, and his face is distressed.

No creatures survive, no vitality to manifest.

Every piece of land is about to become a desert under gnaw. For people, a desert is death.

“It’s like every disaster movie, every person who is angry, is incompetent and furious because they have no strength to fight. The real warriors will choose to do it directly.”

Murong Lin said.

A phantom flashed behind him, and a cloud of black air appeared there.

No life, no form, no evil!

He directly drew his own knife and slashed towards Wang Wan Peng and the old man.

“Heavenly net style!”

The figures of King Wan Peng and the old man directly fled away. With the blessing of the Dapeng Phantom, the speed of King Wan Peng was so fast that he could not see the figure at all.

The old man closed his eyes directly, stretched out a pair of ordinary hands, and patted Murong Lin.

That palm is unmatched.

Few people in the arena have seen the old man take action, and no one has ever seen the old man use his full strength.

Because he doesn’t need to shoot, there will be many friends to help him, he does not need to use his best, because no one can resist.

That palm instantly hit Murong Lin’s first knife, and Murong Lin’s knife style was instantly cracked.

At the same time, Wang Wanpeng’s figure suddenly appeared behind Murong Lin and shot him down.

Murong Lin hit another backhand.

“The sky is falling apart!”

I saw a crack in the space of King Wanpeng’s figure, and there were many wounds on his body instantly, and the light of the sword appeared.

This knife directly injured Wang Wan Peng seriously.

At the same time, Murong Lin’s figure appeared behind the old man again.

Even Wang Wanpeng didn’t see the speed at which Murong Lin teleported past.

The old man’s face changed, blood appeared on his face, and he directly used his own tricks.

“Jade Dragon Ascended Palm!”

He turned and slapped Murong Lin, but he touched the thin knife in Murong Lin’s hand.

The thin knife bends, and then instantly bounces into the old man’s hand.

With the sharp knife aura coupled with the blessing of the incarnation of Wanxiang, Murong Lin’s knife is in this world that no one can resist with a physical body.

The old man’s palm was instantly torn by the sword gas, he endured the pain and pulled his hand out of the knife’s tip, and then the figure backed away.

“Be careful of his knife! Very sharp!” the old man shouted.

“Be careful of his speed, soon!” Wan Peng Wang reminded.

The two figures stood side by side again, watching Murong Lin slowly perform the third knife.

Murong Lin had already performed the third sword in the arena before, and now it is the first time he has used the third sword after greatly improving his strength.

“The sky is dark and dark!”

I saw the sky around me instantly darkened.

The old man and Wang Wan Peng changed their faces and hurriedly looked at each other, only to find that they could not even see each other.

The entire battlefield instantly turned into darkness.

Wang Wanpeng’s figure flashed, and he flew to the left, but he couldn’t fly to the border.

At this time, he felt a hint of crisis, but he couldn’t tell where it came from.

Here, there is no sound. The sound of people fighting with blood-grabbing bats and locusts has disappeared;

There is no vision here, and there is a dark area in front of it, which is more terrifying than a pure black night;

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There is no smell here, even Wang Wanpeng’s sharp nose can’t smell the old man’s breath and bloody smell.

He knew the danger.

The old man also felt dangerous. He couldn’t tell whether he was standing still or he had entered a secret space.

It’s like hell here.

All five senses were deprived, and he couldn’t even feel his own heartbeat.

He even thought for a moment that he was dead, this is the world after death.

This is Murong Lin’s third cut!

Use knife energy to create an environment similar to a confinement room, blocking all the opponent’s five senses.

It’s not that they can’t see or hear, but that this information was cut off by Murong Lin’s knife before it reached their brains.

The old man stood there, closed his eyes, ready to feel it with his heart, but then a voice suddenly came in: “Do you remember your daughter Xiaodie?”

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That is Murong Lin’s voice.

Sun Yubo opened his eyes instantly, looked at the darkness in front of him in disbelief, and shouted, “Did you kill Xiaodie?”

After the demon locust plague broke out, the old man had also sent someone to look for Fluttershy, but the house of Fluttershy that could be seen looked like it had been swept away.

He thought Xiaodie died in the chaos, but he didn’t expect Murong Lin to deliberately targeted it.

There seemed to be a figure in front of him, so slender.

The figure wore a red cloak and walked slowly towards the old man.

The old man’s expression was stunned. He recognized that this was his own daughter. Others might be able to imitate her, but he would never pretend to be her pity.

Unfortunately, Murong Lin can.

His “no existence, no form, no evil” imitated this figure.

Then his figure appeared behind the old man in the dark, piercing the old man’s spine with a knife.

The old man’s body was swaying, and Murong Lin’s knife pierced into the old man’s wound which Lu Kagawa had previously injured with a hidden weapon.

The old wounds are not gone, but new ones are added.

The old man’s face was grimace, he collapsed directly on the ground, his body convulsed and died.

Before his death, there was still shock and guilt in his eyes.

His guilt for Xiaodie.

The old man is dead, but Wang Wanpeng still doesn’t know.

Seeing the blackness in front of him slowly faded, he blinked again, and his front had returned to normal.

Only Sun Yubo’s body was lying on the ground.

This man who had competed with him for most of his life died at the hands of a junior.

Wang Wan Peng’s face was slightly taken aback, and then he felt a hint of crisis, and his figure flickered to the side again.

He heard Murong Lin’s shout.

“Look back!”

Wang Wan Peng turned his head subconsciously and saw a blade of light flying towards him.

But I can’t avoid it.

He remembered something instantly and shouted in horror:

“Knife Dao sanctified?” Nine.