After sending out the flying knife, Lin Mu turned around and left without even looking.
The attack has been launched, then the enemy will definitely see through this direction, and he must go.
The opponent is a team. If there is a head-to-head confrontation, he will definitely die. The only way is to use a flying knife to sneak attack.
Before setting off, Lin Mu practiced throwing knives countless times to make sure that the distance he could control was one hundred and fifty meters.
Now, the distance between him and the fourth-level warrior who was about to dig out the Blood Shouwu was less than 100 meters, so there was no chance of him missing.
So he didn't look at the results because there was no need to look at them.
Not long after Lin Mu left, a scream came from the passage.
The fourth-level warrior's body was frozen in place, with a silver flying knife stuck between his eyebrows.
Bang! After a while, this fourth-level warrior vomited blood blisters and fell to the ground.
"who?"
This sudden change frightened Lin Zhaojun.
"It's Lin Mu."
Lin Gang, on the other hand, exclaimed, "I was in the Tibetan Arms Pavilion that day and saw him choosing a flying knife. It must be him."
"Is it that little beast?"
Lin Zhaojun was furious, "We must catch him and beat his skin and muscles."
"The flying knife is coming from that direction. Leave two people to guard the Xue Shou Wu while the others chase after me."
The two fifth-level warriors were relatively calm, and one of them, a fifth-level warrior holding an ax, said coldly.
But when they arrived, the area was empty.
"It's too late, he has already run away."
"The man who killed us still wants to run away? He must not have gone far yet. Let's look carefully."
This search lasted for more than ten minutes, but found nothing.
Suddenly, the expression of the fifth-level axe-wielding warrior changed: "No, I've fallen into a trap. Hurry, go back right away."
Still in the same position just now, Lin Mu led four pursuers in a circle and came back again.
He stared ahead. The two people left behind to guard Xue Shou Wu were one of them a fifth-level warrior and the other was Lin Gang.
"Lin Gang, you and I just had a slight conflict in the Tiangbing Pavilion, so you followed Lin Zhaojun and a few others to kill me?"
Lin Mu's eyes were cold, and he hated Lin Gang extremely.
But he was not reckless.
Now another fifth-level warrior has led people to chase him. Lin Gang and the two of them must have never imagined that he would go and come back.
So the first hit is the best time!
Such an opportunity is naturally used to deal with the strongest, but it would be a waste to use it on Lin Gang.
Flying knife, take action again!
The fifth-level warrior suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart and subconsciously swayed his body.
This deflection saved his life. A flying knife came through the air. It was originally aimed at his heart, but now it only penetrated into his lungs.
However, Lin Mu did not give him a chance to escape. In just a moment, the second flying knife had already arrived.
"Pfft!"
This time, the fifth-level warrior could no longer dodge, and he couldn't even scream.
Because this knife was inserted into his throat.
"Lin Mu..."
Lin Gang turned pale and wanted to escape from here, but found that his legs and feet were shaking and not obeying his orders at all.
Whoosh!
Without giving Lin Gang a chance to speak, Lin Mu fired a flying knife.
In fact, Lin Mu's flying knife had not yet reached the realm of transformation. Lin Gang was prepared. If he dealt with it with full concentration, he might not have a chance to dodge it.
But his courage had been completely destroyed by the death of that fifth-level warrior.
A cold light flashed, and the flying knife penetrated Lin Gang's heart.
After killing Lin Gang, Lin Mu walked to the corpse of the other party, stretched out his hand to search, and quickly found a piece of parchment.
"Sure enough, this is the map of the Monster Raising Cave."
No wonder Lin Zhaojun and others dared to come to the Monster Raising Cave to chase him. This map clearly marked the roads to the Monster Raising Cave and the distribution points of the monsters. As long as you follow the map, you can easily avoid danger.
"Um?"
As soon as he took the map, Lin Mu's eyes moved, he kicked the ground with his feet, and the person was shot out like a flying knife.
"Lin Mu."
Not long after, the angry roars of Lin Zhaojun and others were heard from behind.
"They're all dead."
The fifth-level axe-wielding warrior walked in front of the bodies of Lin Gang and the two men, and his expression became extremely gloomy.
"This little beast, if I don't cut him into pieces with a thousand knives, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart."
Lin Zhaojun was furious and almost lost his mind.
The fifth-level axe-wielding warrior remained calm, squatting on the ground, studying the wounds of Lin Gang and the two men, and said solemnly: "Fifth-level warrior, two swords to kill, Lin Gang, one sword, this person is in danger!"
"How could this happen? Isn't this Lin Mu a waste?"
The other two fourth-level warriors were already a little frightened.
The reason why they were willing to come and kill Lin Mu was because they thought it would be easy to kill Lin Mu, a useless person.
But now, the methods Lin Mu showed were nothing but trash, they were simply evil.
Hearing the words of the fifth-level axe-wielding warrior, Lin Zhaojun was also excited.
Yes, Lin Mu is no longer the waste in his mind. Now it is better to consider saving his own life first.
"Lin Mu, this little beast is in the dark, we are in the open, the situation is not good for us."
After thinking about it, Lin Zhaojun gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, we have a long way to go. Let's let him go this time and dig up the Blood Shouwu. Then we immediately leave the Demon Raising Cave and tell the Fourth Young Master the situation."
There were two corpses lying on the ground, as if sending a warning.
The other three people all felt a chill coming from them, and they couldn't help but quickly dug up the Xieshouwu. They didn't even have time to take care of the corpses of Lin Gang and others, and left in a hurry.
Five miles away, behind a stone pillar.
Lin Mu sat cross-legged on the ground.
Bei Mingjue is so magical that even if he uses a flying knife and does not touch the enemy's body, as long as the enemy is killed by him, the life force will be absorbed.
It seems that this is a rule.
At this moment, something was changing inside his body.
His cultivation reached the peak of the fourth level after killing the Gao brothers. He had killed two more people before, especially a fifth-level warrior.
This allowed him to absorb a large amount of life force, and the accumulated energy finally reached the moment of breakthrough.
On the navel, in the middle of the spine, spiritual energy is like a mouse, drilling through the flesh and blood.
Under the impact of this spiritual energy, a martial vein slowly swelled.
At first, this martial vein was closed and dry, but after a while, it became rounded, like a human blood vessel.
The difference is that what flows in the martial arteries is not blood, but spiritual energy.
"Martial Disciple Level 5!"
If he hadn't worried about the danger in this monster den and fear of alarming the nearby monsters, Lin Mu would have wanted to scream loudly.
A group of Lin family members, led by Er Bolin Zheng, forced him to become a demon warrior in an attempt to strangle him in the demon breeding cave.
However, this disaster, instead of killing him, gave him the opportunity to grow.
"Lin Zheng, I am not strong enough to deal with you now, but one day I will make you pay the price."
Lin Mu's eyes were cold and firm, and he was not arrogant because of his improved strength.
He knew how big the gap was between himself and Lin Zheng.
Lin Zheng is currently the most powerful master and seventh-level warrior in the Lin family besides the clan leader Lin Yang.
Such a strong man could be crushed to death with one finger.
"The news about the monster den must not spread."
"With the "Nine Jue Manual", I will definitely be able to surpass Lin Yang, but this will take time. Once outsiders learn about my strength, I will become the target of public criticism."
"So, Lin Zhaojun and the four of them must die!"
Half an hour later.
In a passage in the Demon Yang Cave.
"There are still two more bends to reach the entrance of the Demon Cave. It seems that the little beast will not catch up."
Lin Zhaojun looked at the map and said.
Hearing this, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief. They had always felt very depressed before, as if Lin Mu's flying knife would penetrate their bodies at any time.
"The little beast Lin Mu actually threatened him. When he goes back, he will not be able to survive or die..."
A fourth-level warrior said resentfully.
Buzz!
Before he finished speaking, a flying knife appeared without warning and shot into his mouth.
"Well……"
The flying knife was inserted into the mouth of the fourth-level warrior.
His eyes protruded and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but only blood flowed out.
Throwing knives again!
When Lin Zhaojun and others saw this, they were all shocked and angry.
Originally there were seven of them, but due to Lin Mu's sneak attack, they lost one after another. Now this is the fourth person.
boom!
A moment later, the fourth-level warrior fell to the ground.
Lying on the ground, there was still deep fear in his eyes.
When other people saw it, their scalps became numb. Not long ago, this fourth-level warrior was cursing Lin Mu, but in the blink of an eye, he was dead.
"Lin Mu, it's useless to hide in the dark like a mouse. Come out when you have the guts and fight us openly."
The fifth-level axe-wielding warrior could no longer keep calm. Lin Mu's flying knife left a huge shadow in his heart.
call out!
What responded to him was a flying knife.
But the person who shot this throwing knife was not him.
A shrill scream sounded out, and another fourth-level warrior took three steps back and fell down.
There was a flying knife stuck in the pit of his heart.
Seven martial arts disciples, so far there are two martial arts disciples of the fifth level in Tsing Yi and Lin Zhaojun.
"Asshole."
The fifth-level axe-wielding warrior was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do.
Lin Mu was probably a hundred meters away. If he pursued him, the other party would have fled far away just like last time.
But what Lin Zhaojun did next made him even more furious.
"I'll leave this to you."
After saying these words, Lin Zhaojun took Xieshouwu and fled.
The fifth-level axe-wielding warrior wanted to stop him, but had no time to take action because Lin Mu took action again.
Two swords come out at once!
One sword was aimed at the fifth-level warrior in Tsing Yi, and the other sword was aimed at Lin Zhaojun.
"Want to kill me?"
The fifth-level axe-wielding warrior sneered. If he was unprepared, this sword might really kill him.
But now, he was always vigilant, how could he be successfully attacked by Lin Mu.
In the light of the carbide fire, he struck out with his axe. There was only a "ding" sound as the ax hit the flying knife.
"not good!"
As soon as the crisis was resolved, the expression of the fifth-level axe-wielding warrior changed.
He clearly saw before that the other knife was aimed at Lin Zhaojun, so he didn't take precautions.
Who would have thought that during the flight, the flying knife brushed against a wooden vine hanging down from the stone cave passage.
It is this slight friction that changes the direction of the flying knife.
However, it was already too late, the flying knife was inserted into his throat instantly.
"Is it luck? Or a careful calculation? If it's the latter, this Lin Mu will be terrible..."
With endless shock, the fifth-level axe-wielding warrior breathed his last breath.
After killing the fifth-level axe-wielding warrior, Lin Mu calmly walked out, pulled out the flying knife from the former's throat, and pursued Lin Zhaojun unhurriedly.
"After passing the corner in front, we can escape for two or three miles and we will be able to escape from the Demon Raising Cave. As long as we get outside and give Lin Mu a hundred courages, he will never dare to touch me..."
As soon as he thought of this, his footsteps stopped.
"Damn, damn, why is there a stone here?"
Ahead, a huge stone blocked his way.
"Why don't you run away?"
A cold voice came from behind.
Lin Zhaojun's heart tightened, and his vest was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
"It's you, you put this stone, right?"
Turning around stiffly, Lin Zhaojun looked at Lin Mudao in horror.