"My dagger has been soaked in the juices of twenty-three Amazonian poison pythons and poison crocodiles for forty-nine days! Die!" Bruce's gaze was icy as his figure vanished from the spot, only to appear beside Lin Mo in an instant, brandishing his dagger and sweeping a cold light across Lin Mo's chest.
"It's strange, why do I feel this kid's aura is getting stronger and stronger?" Evil Ghost gripped the Tiger Finger in his hand, its metallic luster chilling, his face showing a look of astonishment.
"Don't think too much, we'll go together and surely kill this boy!" Bruce held the dagger, drawing red lines in the air, each line slicing through the air and making sharp sounds of air rushing backward.
"Death Palm!"
Lin Mo shouted coldly, and immediately slapped down with a massive hand of Gang Qi that manifested into a hand roughly thirty feet in size, a dominating palm technique from the heavens striking down, flattening a Soul Destruction member into a patty, embedding them into the snow.
Evil Ghost's pupils shrank, his heart bleeding. Now there were only two ace members left in Soul Destruction. Even if they killed Lin Mo, Soul Destruction would no longer be the organization it once was; the loss was too great!
"Mountain River Fist!"
Lin Mo's other fist shot forward, radiating a brilliant light, like the mingling of the sun and the moon, two powerful beams of light piercing forward and blowing two bloody holes through the chest of a Godslayer Temple member, the holes revealing a withered tree behind them.
At this moment, two people remained from Soul Destruction, and three from Godslayer Temple.
Everyone fought with increasing dread; Lin Mo's techniques seemed endless, the Spiritual Energy within him like a boundless sea, seemingly impossible to exhaust, giving the impression that he could not be killed.
"Soul Destruction Cross Slash!"
Evil Ghost, frowning deeply, suddenly brought his hands together, his body exuding strong True Yuan, becoming as sharp as a sword, and a red cross of sword light charged towards Lin Mo.
Lin Mo actually showed a hint of interest; Evil Ghost was an Intermediate Martial God and had even grasped his own unique Martial Skill.
Martial skills, like magic, allowed a Martial Arts Master to project True Qi outward, but only a few could comprehend their own unique Martial Skills—how to wield power in accordance with the laws of nature to create a force beyond mere Brute Force. That was the essence of magic and Martial Skills.
To put it plainly, like how nitric acid and sulfur are examples of pure energy, it is how they are combined in the right proportions to create a bomb that unleashes maximum power. All these are the inexhaustible laws between heaven and earth.
The cross slash flew with a roar, breaking the sound barrier in a short time, as if angrily slashing the heavens.
Lin Mo, however, merely sidestepped with a slight flash, easily dodging it.
Evil Ghost carved a trench several tens of meters long in the snow, white flakes dancing wildly in the air as he showed a look of astonishment in his eyes; Lin Mo's speed was actually faster than his own!
Bruce was also furrowing his brows with effort. Could the intelligence they received be false? Lin Mo wasn't injured at all, and, judging by his strength, he seemed to have reached the level of an Intermediate Martial God!
"Alright, I don't want to keep playing with you guys. This should all come to an end," Lin Mo said, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.
Evil Ghost and Bruce both paused simultaneously. Could it be that Lin Mo was merely toying with them until now?
Lin Mo beckoned with his palm, and a moonlight-hued brilliance burst forth, an intense and piercing aura that nearly froze the air itself, stirring a profound sense of danger in both Evil Ghost and Bruce.
On the battlefield, with only two remaining from both Soul Destruction and Godslayer Temple, they saw Lin Mo pull a longsword from behind. The remaining two ace assassins from the Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction immediately turned tail and fled into the distance.
Everyone was scared; they watched Lin Mo expecting him to fall at any moment, but he never did. Clasping the Xuanyuan Sword, Lin Mo swung out a broad arc, a vast swath of white Sword Qi sweeping out like a crescent moon.
The arc-shaped white Sword Qi spanned a hundred meters, cutting open a vacuum in the air filled with swirling snowflakes, which the cold of the sword's Qi instantly froze into Ice Flowers, each crystal clear and intricate as if carved from Jade.
Soul Destruction and Godslayer Temple's two trump cards hadn't reacted before they were swept by the sword light, severed into two, blood staining the snow red.
The aura of killing in the air grew even denser, with only the last two leaders of Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction remaining, their forces nearly wiped out.
"What swordsmanship is this?" Bruce's eyes widened as he spoke.
Lin Mo said indifferently, "The swordsmanship to cut down you dogs!"
Having said that, thousands of crystal-clear snowflakes dragging long white tails from every direction soared through the air like a meat grinder, flying toward Bruce and the Evil Ghost.
"Run!" The Evil Ghost's face changed dramatically as he broke into a run, pulling out a dark red shadow and quickly dashing into the distance.
Bruce's figure also suddenly vanished from the spot, as if he had disappeared into thin air.
One person making the leaders of Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction run for their lives, if word got out, it would surely shatter everyone's perceptions.
"Think you can escape?" Lin Mo shook his head indifferently.
The dance of ice flowers in the sky picked up speed, quickly catching up with the Evil Ghost who had fled a hundred meters away. The ice flowers pierced his body like bullets, riddling him with holes like a hornet's nest.
The leader of Soul Destruction, the Evil Ghost, fell!
"There's another one." Lin Mo closed his eyes, his Divine Sense spreading out and spotting a shadow darting towards the southwest, the presence was indeed Bruce's.
Lin Mo observed with his Divine Sense, making Bruce's movements impossible to hide.
Thousands of ice flowers flew towards the southwest, and gradually a transparent silhouette appeared in the vast white snow.
"How... how could you find me!"
Bruce's pupils dilated, his eyes filled with horror. His superpower, spiritual power, allowed him to become invisible by nature, even hiding his presence, such that even if he stood in front of an Intermediate Martial Arts Master without revealing his presence, the latter could never detect him.
Lin Mo looked at him coldly, not speaking, but the falling ice flowers had already slowly frozen him into an ice sculpture. As the last ice flower descended, the sculpture cracked like spider webs, turning into a pile of transparent glass.
The leader of Godslayer Temple, Bruce, died!
In the snowstorm, Lin Mo swept a glance at the distance with cool detachment, his hands clasped behind him, he crunched over the snow, moving unwaveringly northward, his figure gradually vanishing in the swirling flakes.
Several hundred meters away, there were seven or eight groups of people crouched in hidden places. These were various organizations from the nearby Northeast, coming for the billion-dollar bounty.
"Boss, we go out now, just take out Lin Mo directly. He's just had a big battle with Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction, surely he must be injured, right?" said a bald man with a lotus tattoo on his head in a cold voice.
"Go to your mother's," a man with a sinister face kicked him and cursed. "Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction are all dead, who knows if he got hurt or not. If we go out, we are likely to find only a dead end."
The other organizations had the same thought. A billion was tempting, but with Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction annihilated, and Lin Mo seemingly unkillable, there was a thundering herd of metaphorical grass-mud horses trampling through their hearts.
"Don't forget, the people from Joy Sect haven't made their move yet."
Suddenly, a statement emerged, silencing many people nearby. Lin Mo could take down Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction, but the people from Joy Sect hadn't yet come into play.
"And there's the Black Witch Sect!"
"This... With Joy Sect and Black Witch Sect joining forces, even if he's an inhuman genius, he's surely doomed this time."