"Are you Lin Mo?" The old Sect Hierarch's mouth did not open, yet he emitted a hoarse and dry voice, like sanding wood with sandpaper, making it very unpleasant to listen to.
"You're younger than I imagined. So it was you who killed my grandson. You even dare to show yourself today, aren't you afraid of dying?"
Lin Mo's expression remained indifferent, calmly looking at him, not the slightest bit intimidated by the fact that he was the old Sect Hierarch of the Black Witch Sect. He had already slain the Cold Country Sword Saint; what was an old Sect Hierarch who had rely stepped into the realm of an Interdiate Martial God?
"Where are the people from the White Witch Sect?" Lin Mo asked, frowning.
"If you agree to my conditions, I will naturally release the White Witch Sect's people. Indeed, Liao Wen is a pretty girl. You are willing to co here for her, the hero with a tender heart, and beauty is often a disaster," the old Sect Hierarch said.
"What conditions? Aren't you here to avenge the Young Witch Master?"
Lin Mo looked at him sowhat indifferently.
"Boy, I know you're strong, but I'm not weak either. If we fight, in the end, we will both suffer. Moreover, the Young Witch Master is already dead, and killing you will do no good. But if you're willing to hand over what you obtained from Flood Dragon Valley and then sever one of your arms, I can spare you," the old Sect Hierarch said confidently.
"Is that so? The last ones who said such things to , the Old Green Dragon and the Great Elder of the Joy Sect, are already dead," Lin Mo said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
Sure enough, as soon as Lin Mo spoke, the old Sect Hierarch's complexion changed slightly. He then narrowed his eyes, and from the slits, a few cold lights shone through, "What did you say? The Old Green Dragon and the old geezer from the Joy Sect are dead?"
A month and a half ago, Lin Mo had killed the Old Green Dragon and the Great Elder of the Joy Sect at Gulangyu in Xiazhou. However, at the ti, not many people saw it, and it was likely that both the Green Dragon Gang and the Joy Sect had been trying hard to prevent the news from leaking. Otherwise, if the leaders of these two organizations were dead, it would be likely that other hostile forces would soon co knocking.
The old Sect Hierarch of the Black Witch Sect had always lived in seclusion in the mountains for cultivation, rarely concerned with worldly affairs. If he had co a few days later to find Lin Mo, he probably would have received the news.
"No, I don't believe it."
The old Sect Hierarch clenched his fist, and a mist-like black fog appeared on his face. The Old Green Dragon was a Vigorous Martial Master, and it was rumored that he had obtained Flood Dragon scales from Flood Dragon Valley and forged a Treasure Clothes for himself, making it harder to kill him than to reach the heavens. anwhile, the Great Elder of the Joy Sect was his equal as a Magic Master. The Joy Sect's various incredible magics reached the heavens, and their Three Thousand Sword Formation possessed unparalleled power; he himself had once suffered at the hands of the great masters of the Joy Sect.
If Lin Mo really had slain both, he would not dare to co after Lin Mo.
"You will believe it soon enough."
Lin Mo said with a faint smile, imdiately forming a Punch Mark and striking out fiercely—a golden column shot straight at the old Sect Hierarch, the golden light illuminating the entire river, as if it contained a terrifying breath, stirring up water spray and waves on the river surface.
The old Sect Hierarch's pupils dilated suddenly, imdiately forming a spell, and the fireball that had been circling around him flared up intensely, gradually turning a dark red color, then shot out like lightning toward Lin Mo's golden light.
"Bang!"
Yet, in the very first mont of contact, the golden column sliced through the fireball like a steel knife through cake, turning it into Shattered Star, but its speed was still unabated as it continued to charge towards the old Sect Hierarch.
The old Sect Hierarch quickly ford another spell, another fireball flew toward it, but it was also effortlessly smashed by the golden column, although this ti the column's speed slowed sowhat, allowing the old Sect Hierarch to breathe a sigh of relief.
Then the third fireball ca head-on, finally blocking the golden column, and a slight expression of relief appeared on the old Sect Hierarch's face. But that relief contained a profound seriousness—Lin Mo's strength could not be underestimated.
But still, the golden column collided fiercely with the fireball, showing no signs of retreat.
"This is bad."
Suddenly, the expression of the Old Witch Master drastically changed, and he seed to transform into a mass of black fog, hovering in the air like a shadow.
At the sa ti, a golden beam exploded, and a green glow burst forth. The green light, roughly the width of two fingers, was like a handleless Green Sword shooting out, leaving behind a long trail. The Green Sword directly pierced through the shadow of the Old Witch Master's body, then continued forward, striking the mountainside and detonating with a thunderous roar. A crater about ten ters wide appeared.
The trendous noise instantly reverberated across the entire mountainside.
In the mansion, Zhang ngng, Tong Ling, Fu Shengjie, Zhou Yue, and Li Si were all taken aback.
"An earthquake?"
"Can't be."
Many people's faces displayed a look of terror; the sound they had just heard was incredibly shaking.
"Look over there, quick, it looks like there are two people flying in the sky," soone suddenly shouted out loud.
They had not been inside the hall, instead, they were dining on the lawn outside the mansion. Positioned on the mountainside with an open view, they could clearly see what was happening above the river.
Indeed, they watched the river, and although it was very blurry, they could vaguely make out two people standing there, both suspended in mid-air.
"Could we have encountered Immortals?" Tong Ling's eyes widened. She had received a formal education and had firmly rooted scientific beliefs in her mind, not once believing in the existence of gods or ghosts in this world. But what she saw at this mont completely overturned her views on life.
"Is that Lin Mo?"
Zhang ngng covered her cherry lips, showing an expression of disbelief.
"Lin Mo, impossible…" Fu Shengjie widened his eyes and quickly shook his head.
Li Si and the others were already staring agape.
anwhile, the people inside the hall were also shaken and ca outside.
"What just happened?" Mu Wanqing frowned, her willow leaf eyebrows showing concern.
Mu Chaosong, Wang Kulu, Miao Sandao, Miao Jiangpu, and others all wore puzzled looks on their faces as they looked toward the sky above the river, where they could faintly make out two people floating, seemingly engaged in combat.
"This..."
Shock appeared on Mu Chaosong's face. Since when had two powerful beings appeared in Jiangbei, fighting behind his own mansion, no less?
Above the river, the Old Witch Master's body, which had initially dissipated, began to gradually condense and reform, restoring to its original appearance, his gaze filled with resentnt as he stared at Lin Mo.
Just now, he had used a secret technique that allowed his body to completely dissipate into True Yuan to defend against one attack, but at the sa ti, his Essence had been damaged. The Old Witch Master had road the Martial Arts World for nearly a hundred years, never having suffered such a great loss, especially at the hands of a teenager. If word got out, he would likely beco a laughingstock among the denizens of the Magic World.
"Well done, Lin Mo, well done, Lin Tanyu. Since you dare to attack , I'll risk my life to kill you today."
"Oh, can you still make a move? Just look at your chest," Lin Mo said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, the Old Witch Master was montarily stunned, then he lowered his head, and imdiately his face turned pale with shock.
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