Chapter 428

A wound deep enough to expose the bone appeared on his body.

Zhou Lesheng laughed maniacally, "Do you see? This is the Holy Word Knight, where words become law."

Lin Moyu's eyes were filled with pity.

In Zhou Lesheng's eyes, the Holy Word Knight seemed to be the sky itself, but how could such a person know how high the sky truly was?

Lin Moyu said, "You became a lackey for the Demon Worshipping Society and intentionally avoided eating the fruit because you wanted to kill us all here, didn't you?"

Zhou Lesheng chuckled, "Well said."

Lin Moyu continued, "But what is the point of killing us? Everyone here is a genius from various major families; who among us hasn't had a soul imprint planted? We can be resurrected even if killed."

Lin Moyu's words seemed to put everyone present at ease.

The originally tense atmosphere seemed to improve significantly all of a sudden.

"That's right, we have soul imprints; we can be resurrected if we die."

"At worst, we'll just have to pay a price. Zhou Lesheng, once we get out, we will definitely kill you."

"You're done for, and the Zhou Family will be finished along with you."

Zhou Lesheng gave a long "Oh," and grinned, "Do you think I would give you the chance to be resurrected?"

As he spoke, he took out a black stone.

It was the kind of stone commonly used by the Abyssal Demon.

With a cruel smile, Zhou Lesheng crushed the stone fiercely.

A barrier expanded outward, shrouding the entire area in the blink of an eye.

The moment the barrier appeared, someone's expression changed drastically as they exclaimed, "Oh no, it's the Abyssal Demon's Soul-Extinguishing Barrier."

Everyone turned pale, "We're done for. We're going to die here, and we won't be able to be resurrected."

The Soul-Extinguishing Barrier could destroy the souls of the deceased.

If killed within the Soul-Extinguishing Barrier, even with a soul imprint, resurrection was impossible.

Zhou Lesheng laughed even more crazily, "Be afraid, be terrified, you are all going to die soon."

He looked at Ning Yiyi, Mo Yun, and Lin Mohan with lecherous intent in his eyes and licked his lips, "Before I kill you, I'm going to have my fill of fun."

Lin Mohan chuckled, "Just you? Lin Moyu, kill him."

At this moment, Lin Moyu was surging with killing intent, and a longsword appeared in his hand—a platinum-grade longsword.

The attributes of the sword didn't matter to Lin Moyu; as long as it was sharp enough, it would suffice.

Zhou Lesheng was a Holy Word Knight, a mid-level Legendary Professional, a level 40 Holy Word Knight.

His total attributes should be around 60,000.

Meanwhile, Lin Moyu's current attributes were 40,000, a difference of a full 20,000.

Furthermore, Zhou Lesheng's skills were not sealed, while all of Lin Moyu's skills were sealed.

Even with such a large gap, Lin Moyu was still confident he could kill him.

Holding the sword, Lin Moyu walked step by step toward Zhou Lesheng.

In the eyes of others, Lin Moyu had gone mad.

Zhou Lesheng also thought Lin Moyu had gone mad; he laughed even more crazily, "You, a mage, actually want to fight me with a sword? Have you been scared out of your mind?"

No one noticed that Lin Moyu wasn't affected by the Frost Aura at all.

"I originally intended to kill you last, but now, I've changed my mind! Die! Slash!"

A Holy Word Knight could cast skills just by speaking the Holy Word.

A sharp sword beam slashed toward Lin Moyu; under this blow, Lin Moyu would be dead or severely injured.

As the light sword reached him, Lin Moyu casually sidestepped, dodging by a hair's breadth.

Zhou Lesheng's expression changed drastically; he shouted two more sword beams, but they were still easily dodged by Lin Moyu.

"Impossible!"

Zhou Lesheng couldn't believe how Lin Moyu had dodged them.

At this moment, Lin Moyu was only five meters away from Zhou Lesheng.

With a slight exertion of force from his feet, his entire body shot out instantly, appearing in front of Zhou Lesheng as if teleporting, and he thrust his sword out.

Zhou Lesheng roared, "Go to hell!"

Skill: Cross Slash!

Skill: Holy Fire Aura!

The knight sword in his hand swept out a sky full of sword beams, and at the same time, a burning ring of fire appeared under his feet.

In an instant, everyone felt as if they had been scorched by flames.

Being hit by both ice and fire attacks simultaneously was extremely uncomfortable.

Everyone took out potions and started consuming them.

Lin Moyu ignored the sword beams and ignored the Holy Fire Aura.

The tip of his sword aimed at the neck exposed outside Zhou Lesheng's armor, and he thrust it down fiercely.

That posture was simply one of mutual destruction.

Zhou Lesheng smiled cruelly; he believed his attack would surely tear Lin Moyu into shreds.

As for Lin Moyu's attack, he ignored it.

What damage could a mere mage with a few hundred attributes possibly cause him?

How strong was his defense? He could stand still and let you slash him, and it wouldn't matter.

The next second, his eyes suddenly widened, and he retreated in a panic.

Lin Moyu's sword had actually pierced through his defense; if his reaction had been any slower, this sword would have pierced his neck.

As for his own Cross Slash, Lin Moyu had actually dodged it at the last moment without it affecting his own attack in the slightest.

Lin Moyu followed up quickly with killing intent, his speed not a bit slower than Zhou Lesheng's.

He thrust his longsword out again, the sword momentum sharp, causing Zhou Lesheng to be horrified.

Zhou Lesheng swung his sword to parry; as the two swords collided, he discovered that Lin Moyu's strength was not much worse than his own.

Zhou Lesheng shrieked, "You didn't eat the fruit?"

"No, you did. Why are your attributes still so strong?"

"Why can you ignore the control of my aura?"

"Aren't you a mage? Why, why!"

At this moment, Zhou Lesheng transformed into a frantic embodiment of "a hundred thousand whys."

Having gone through the Shenxia Tower trials, Lin Moyu knew every profession like the back of his hand.

The combat methods of knights were long since ingrained in his mind.

Even without skills, he could unleash quite powerful attacks.

The fruit sealed his skills, but the effects of passive skills still existed.

There were over 19,000 skeletons sharing the damage for Lin Moyu.

Furthermore, there was Status Immunity, ignoring any control.

Such a Lin Moyu was not someone who could be killed easily.

The longswords clashed repeatedly, emitting clanging sounds.

The more they fought, the more alarmed Zhou Lesheng became; Lin Moyu's swordsmanship was actually superior to his own.

"How is this possible? He is clearly a mage!"

For a mage's swordsmanship to exceed that of a knight, it felt inconceivable no matter how one looked at it.

Some people saw that Lin Moyu had faintly gained the upper hand and couldn't help but show joy.

They had hope again.

Everyone there shouted, "General Lin, kill him."

"General Lin, keep it up! You must kill this bastard."

In the blink of an eye, they had clashed dozens of times. Zhou Lesheng had already realized that although Lin Moyu was formidable, his attributes were still inferior to his own.

At the same time, Lin Moyu could not use skills.

He grinned viciously again; if they kept fighting like this, the one who would win was definitely him.

"This time, you must die!"

He roared in his heart.

Skill: Holy Annihilation Sword Slash!

The sword light exploded, and the sky was filled with sword energy—hundreds, thousands of sword beams—shrouding Lin Moyu.

There was nowhere to hide!

"It's over!"

"He's done for this time."

A group of people wore expressions of grief, their faces dim.

The flame of hope that had just risen was extinguished instantly.

No one believed that Lin Moyu could survive under such an attack.

Although Lin Moyu had been stunning enough, and his combat skills had brought them hope in that short time.

General Lin lived up to his reputation.

Everyone present thought so.

But now, they also clearly realized that their hope was shattered.

The sword light submerged Lin Moyu.

Zhou Lesheng revealed a crazy smile again, "He's dead now, right?"

The sword light was like a sea; a sword thrust out silently from within, and while Zhou Lesheng was still laughing, it pierced into his body.

The laughter stopped abruptly; Zhou Lesheng looked in disbelief at Lin Moyu, who had rushed out from the sword light.

At that moment, it was as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

Lin Moyu's expression was solemn; he looked at him as if looking at a dead man.

This sword strike was not enough to kill him, at most it would cause severe injury.

Another dagger appeared in Lin Moyu's left hand, stabbing toward Zhou Lesheng's neck.

Zhou Lesheng's face showed terror; his body began to glow, as the knight's signature skill, Ultimate Defense, was about to appear.

Boom!

Terrifying killing intent descended from the sky onto Zhou Lesheng, and the domain god stone continuously…

Multiple hallucinations appeared before Zhou Lesheng's eyes, and Ultimate Defense was instantly interrupted.

His entire person was stunned on the spot.

Lin Moyu's dagger had already pierced into his neck in an instant.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

Professionals are not ordinary people; this blow still couldn't kill him.

Lin Moyu's strength was just enough to break his defense.

To put him to death, two strikes were simply not enough.