C2022 The Power of a Single Sword Strike(part Ii)
One should know that they were all low grade Martial Spirits, and some of them were even close to mid grade Martial Spirits. At this moment, when they combined their strength to face Lin Hao's sword, it was still so difficult?2
The flaming vortex raged for a few minutes, and the difficult years of everyone hiding behind the shield seemed to have experienced a few centuries. Fortunately, the Flaming Sun Awl started to shrink gradually, and finally dissipated into the world.
"Ding..."
A clear and crisp sound rang out. The faces of the numerous Martial Spirits hiding behind the shield turned pale. They suddenly raised their heads, but their eyes opened wide at the same time.
This was because they saw that this family treasure shield was actually covered with cracks!
This frightened them. This was a rare defensive treasure of Black Lion Family. Not only did it have the strength of a Middle Rank of Earth Class, it could also combine the strength of everyone into one. It was extremely powerful.
However, such a powerful shield was almost broken by Lin Hao's sword?!
Lin Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the shield from afar. He muttered with some dissatisfaction, "Less than half of my strength is still too weak? I can't even break an egg shell."
Lin Hao's casual muttering sounded like a thunderclap in the ears of the Black Lion Family's people!
And this was only half of his strength, yet he was already so terrifying? If Lin Hao used his full strength, wouldn't the shield shatter like a bubble!
"Everyone, don't panic. He's trying to trick us. Attack together. We have more people, and it's difficult for us to fight four hands with two fists. Let's see where you're going!"
At this critical moment, the patriarch was still reliable. He calmly analyzed the situation and turned the morale of everyone back to normal.
"Attack, attack together!"
The group of black lions were also very brave. Even though they were almost scared out of their wits by Lin Hao's sword, they still had a very strong look on their faces. Instead, they resolutely rushed towards Lin Hao.
They believed that in the face of unity, all difficulties were just paper tigers!
Lin Hao rubbed his nose. There was an indescribable pain in his heart. In the end, he was a person with a very strong mental strength. He wouldn't be scared to the point of fleeing with a single sword strike. This was good as well. It would save Lin Hao the trouble of catching them one by one.
It was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands. That was under the circumstances of not having overwhelming combat strength. At this moment, Lin Hao's strength was far above everyone else's, so why should he be afraid of the difference in numbers? The hundreds of millions of Demonic Beasts corpses in Maple Forest Realm had already told him all the answers.
"Die! Arrogant youth!"
A warrior who was holding a huge axe roared in anger. The huge axe in his hand flashed with a dangerous light, and he slashed at Lin Hao's face.
"Hmph! Lin Hao, you shouldn't have been careless! Die!"
There was a Giant Axe Martial Spirit in front of him. A dagger had appeared behind Lin Hao at some point in time. The dagger was shaped like a snake's tongue, and there was a sparkling luster on it. At first glance, it was obvious that it was coated with poison.
The two powerful Martial Spirits were the first to bear the brunt of the attack. They launched a pincer attack at Lin Hao from the front and back, and the violent Spiritual Energy was about to tear Lin Hao into pieces.
However, facing these two extremely violent people, Lin Hao only shook his head slightly. "Too slow."
In the next moment, Lin Hao's figure disappeared from where he stood. Two streams of blood spurted out instantly after Lin Hao left.
"Oh!"
The two Martial Spirits did not even see Lin Hao's movement. Before they died, they saw the deep sword scar on Lin Hao's neck.
They did not know when, but Lin Hao's Longsword had already cut through the necks of the two Martial Spirits.
The two Martial Spirits were dead!
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