"Huff!"

The moment Su Lin drew his sword, the blade's light was chillingly sharp! It gave one the illusion of something destroying the heavens and earth in an instant!

This strike was completely unrestrained, without any fancy moves, it was just pure, unadulterated force!

"court death!"

Qianji Dujun was startled by the ferocity of the blade, but he didn't pay much attention to it. With a cold snort, he flicked his hand and threw out a dark red poisonous thread. With all his might, the thread was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, trying to wrap around the blade!

He assumed it was just ordinary weaponry and had no intention of using skill to win. He was determined to strike this young upstart head-on, break his sword, and sever his pulse! Only then could he demonstrate his martial prowess! How could a mere junior dare to challenge him!

The longer a person holds a high position, the less they will tolerate being treated recklessly by younger generations.

But what the Poison King didn't know was that Su Lin was taking advantage of this psychology of his.

What Su Lin wants now is a head-on confrontation!

"Pop!"

The black poisonous threads were severed in an instant, and the Tang sword's soul power amplified the final damage, making its power terrifying to the extreme.

Aside from the Peace Stone, there is probably no other substance in this world that can withstand it!

"Um?!"

The Thousand-Machine Poison Lord was taken aback. He never expected that the poison threads he had nurtured for many years would break! This was a divine weapon that could go toe-to-toe with Su Qingyang!

It broke so easily?

In a battle between masters, victory is decided in an instant!

Su Lin may not be very skilled in martial arts, but he is definitely experienced in combat!

He anticipated Qianji Dujun's momentary distraction and suddenly unleashed his A-rank active skill, [Swift Strike]!

【Swift Strike】: Active attack skill; using this move requires at least moderate stamina. At the moment of attack, it increases the user's muscle strength by two times and nerve reaction by five times, and increases the single-hit damage dealt to the enemy by ten percent.

This is Su Lin's only versatile skill. Although its grade is not high, it is very useful! It has a powerful burst of energy that can decide the outcome of a battle!

Especially given Su Lin's current terrifying physical attributes, [Swift Strike] grants him nearly two thousand muscle strength and almost four thousand nerve reaction speed!

At this moment, Su Lin was almost a true god among humans!

In the blink of an eye, the blade flashed! Even more swiftly! It slashed down!

"Pfft!!"

Before Qianji Dujun could react, he instinctively raised his hand to resist, only to see the blade's intent as fiery as cutting tofu, severing his arm!

"Splash!"

Purple poisonous blood spurted out, the severed arm fell to the ground, and Thousand Machine Poison Lord didn't even have time to let out a scream before his figure quickly became ethereal.

The slight resistance from the severed arm allowed the Poison Lord to seize the only chance of survival in his life!

"Whoosh!"

The blade of light was so swift that even Su Lin himself couldn't control it. After tearing through the Poison Lord's figure, the blade crashed onto the rocks.

"Boom!!!"

A deafening roar erupted, sending rocks flying, and the steep hillside in front of us was slammed open by the blow, leaving deep cracks.

The martial arts practitioners below the mountain felt their feet shake in fear, as if the mountain was about to collapse!

The power of that strike was terrifying!

They escaped!

Su Lin narrowed his eyes. This was his only weakness at the moment. He possessed superhuman reflexes, but he had not yet mastered any movement-type abilities, so he could not fully utilize his stats.

The Thousand Machine Poison Lord has dominated the martial arts world for decades and is skilled in using puppets to fight enemies, so his movement techniques are naturally unparalleled.

In particular, this person's combat experience was no less than Su Lin's. Even in the excruciating pain of losing his arm, he was able to adopt the best strategy. In an instant, he realized that he had underestimated his opponent and also saw through Su Lin's weakness in movement. He withdrew without lingering in the fight.

"Really difficult to deal with."

Su Lin frowned, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily, before suddenly turning around sharply.

The ten poisoned corpses all went limp, leaving only their robes behind; the bodies themselves had vanished without a trace.

The speed was so fast that Su Lin didn't even have a chance to turn around and kill the corpse to vent his anger.

"They ran away? So decisive!"

Su Lin was amazed; these NPCs were indeed not to be underestimated.

These senior martial arts masters are indeed quite skilled. Even though Su Lin calculated so many details of the battle in an instant and did not hesitate to expose his full strength in front of so many people, he still failed to kill Qianji Poison Lord.

"That's a bit of a shame."

Su Lin felt regretful. He knew that if he could kill this guy, according to the customs of martial arts practitioners, he would definitely be able to find something good on him.

"Should we press our advantage and continue the attack?"

Su Lin hesitated slightly, his right hand unconsciously pulling out a consumable item for chasing enemies from his pocket.

Although the Poison Lord has good agility and lightness skills, he is seriously injured with a severed arm. With the help of the item, Su Lin may be able to catch up.

But at that moment, Xiao Linlin's clear voice rang out from Bai Xianzi's side: "Brother! Brother!"

She didn't go into too much detail, but Su Lin understood that she was telling him to stop.

Su Lin glanced at Xiao Linlin, then turned and rushed over with his knife.

He also realized that Xiao Linlin's safety was clearly more important than coveting the benefits from the Poison King.

If the evil master has other methods, the combined gains of ten Poison Lords might not even equal the value of a single loyal follower.

Su Lin quickly ran back and took Xiao Linlin from Bai Xianzi's side. The little girl buried her head in Su Lin's arms, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck, ready to be hugged and protected.

She wasn't sure when Su Lin would launch another surprise attack, so it was safer to keep him in her arms, lest they stray too far apart.

When Su Lin returned, he looked down at the forest below, but the group of sword assassins from the Boundless Sea had long since disappeared.

These evil cultivators were quite clever; seeing that even the Thousand-Machine Poison Lord was no match for them, they abandoned their comrades and ran away one by one.

Only a few unlucky souls remained trapped. They were no match for the disciples of the various sects, and were killed in no time under the siege. Su Lin didn't even need to lift a finger.

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