Although the leader of the king secretly guessed that Lin Mo at this time had already reached the point where the oil was exhausted.

But he still didn't dare to make a move.

Lin Mo's endless trump cards are obvious, leaving a lot of shadow on the opponent.

And Wang looked frail.

After the leader of the king had suffered twice and killed more than a hundred of his companions, he did not dare to command his subordinates to besiege Lin Mo.

No one knows what hole cards this kid has left.

After a brief period of thought, the leader Wang gave up his inner entanglement.

Turning his gaze to the subordinate next to him, he said.

"You go to try this Lin Mo still has some strength."

After nodding.

This Yanwei held the Xiuchun knife and thought about Lin Mo and walked.

And when he cautiously approached Lin Mo at a distance of less than two meters, seeing that the latter still didn't make any movement.

Suddenly happy in my heart.

It seems that this Lin Mo is really exhausted.

Thinking of this, Yan Wei no longer hesitated.

Raised the Xiuchun knife and slashed away.

However, under the gaze of other Yan Wei, his blade was less than an inch away from Lin Mo.

This Yan Wei suddenly stopped the movements in his hands strangely.

After he fell to the ground, the others could see the tiny blood hole between his eyebrows.

As for the person responsible for all this, Lin Mo said with a tired and cynical smile.

"Hey, it's just a little bit worse.

I just recovered a bit.

This time, my energy was exhausted.

You guys have a try again. "

Hear his words.

The leader of the king smiled contemptuously.

"Flyback? In that case, I will do what you want."

After speaking, he directed his other subordinates to come forward and test again.

In his opinion, this Lin Mo said deliberately, so that everyone on his side was afraid.

Therefore, the leader Wang planned to do the opposite.

Only three or five people sent again came forward to test.

The result is that the eyebrows or temples are penetrated, and the dead ice is cold.

"It's true this time. I really don't have one. If there is one more person, I really can't fight back."

I heard Li Lin Mo's words again.

The leader Wang continued to complain.

Bah, I believe you a ghost.

Even he was terrified of Lin Mo's weird hidden weapon.

Looking at the other side's frail appearance, the leader Wang was still unwilling.

But he didn't dare to gamble on.

Under this condition, the scene returned to a subtle confrontation.

After a long time, the leader Wang turned his head and looked at the more than one hundred men around him.

My heart is also tangled.

His face was also blue and red.

And the deputy next to him, seeing his boss look like, stepped forward to ask for instructions.

"Leader, I think this Lin Mo is just pretending.

Should I lead my brothers to rush to kill again?

I don't believe that he can use that secret technique again. "

Leader Wang directly shook his head and rejected his proposal.

"No, even if the forest is out of oil.

But he still has that weird hidden weapon still there.

And this person, that terrifying secret skill, there is no limit, you can't guarantee it. "

That terrifying sword-qi killer move was completely like a life harvester.

Every time Lin Mo used it, he would take away dozens or hundreds of Yanwei.

This terrifying trick has already left a psychological shadow on him.

"The most important thing is that our lives are not only our own, but also our family.

I can't let my brothers stay here, letting down the Lord's cultivation.

Do you understand?"

If this is the operation, there will be thousands of travels in Yanwei.

He naturally dared to give it another try.

But now he has no more than a hundred people ahead of him.

If only Lin Mo could be taken down.

But I was afraid that the whole army would be overthrown, so I still couldn't help the opponent.

Thinking of the leader at this time, he sighed secretly.

"Withdraw, I will bear the failure of this operation alone."

After speaking, he was like a ball that was deflated at the same time. JrNovels.com