Martial World

w With Lin Ming's strength, he charged at full speed in the ferocious beasts, like a knife cutting through silk, his sharp edge was incomparable, and in a blink of an eye, he had already rushed into the depth of ten miles, and this place was close to the edge of the ferocious beasts. . ()

The figure who had always followed Lin Ming gave a slight pause, "Did it go so deep? Could it be that he found me?"

He originally thought that Lin Ming was stimulated by the speed of killing the enemy in the yellow clothed youth. deep.

"This kid, are you leading me out?" Hei Ying's face sank,

"I don't know the depth of my strength, so he dared to lead me out. He wants to solve me in turn? This kid is so confident to the point of arrogance, does he think he is invincible in the world!"

He really didn't have the confidence to kill Lin Ming. After all, Lin Ming had already become a genius that everyone on Divine Phoenix Island was paying attention to. He had been hiding his strength before, so it was not surprising that he had a life-saving trump card. However, he never thought that Lin Ming was capable. Kill yourself.

He was a serious sect disciple of the Eight Classics. He cultivated in the late stage of the day after tomorrow and had a solid foundation. How could he be killed by a boy in the middle stage of Lin Ming's Pulse Condensation. Not to mention Lin Ming, even the foolish young man in yellow from Lanyue Sect, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if he couldn't beat Lin Ming, he could easily retreat with his entire body. It would be very difficult for a sect martial artist in the later stage of the day after tomorrow to run away with all his heart on his mind.

Although he was not confident enough to kill Lin Ming, he had to take action now, otherwise reinforcements from Qingsang City would arrive. He would never have another chance. His life was already tied to Ouyang Boyan. When Lin Ming grew up enough to ignore the rules of the Seven Profound Valleys, it would be his death.

"Go to hell!"

The black shadow suddenly accelerated, he restrained his murderous intent, and a hazy black phantom flashed all over his body. This light merged with the surrounding night, as if his body was hidden in the void.

"A sword to the heart!"

The sword light, which was almost completely hidden in the night sky, was under the cover of the slaughter of the beasts. It pierced Lin Ming's back.

"Finally done!"

Lin Ming sneered, not afraid of thieves stealing, but worried about thieves, as long as the other party came out. He has nothing to fear.

True essence circulated all over his body, Lin Ming's spear swirled, electric light flickered, and a spear full of true essence stabbed straight out.

Back to the carbine!

It is still the easiest move in the basic spear technique.

However, with the increase of Qingcang's True Essence and the power of thunder, the power of this gun was extremely terrifying.

"Kacha!" The black sword qi was shattered, and Lin Ming's spear pierced the black shadow's throat.

"Huh? Afterimage? No...it's an illusion!"

Between the lightning and flint, Lin Ming didn't have time to withdraw his gun, and followed the sound of the sharp sword whistling. Another sword stabbed at Lin Ming's left side at a tricky angle, trying to pierce his heart.

The power of thunder!

"Boom!"

With a loud explosion, the Coiling Dragon Steel Needle hidden in Lin Ming's body erupted. Countless electric snakes rushed towards the surroundings, the shadow groaned, and the body quickly retreated.

Lin Ming also had a pain under his ribs. His upper body was torn apart, and a light bloodstain appeared under his left ribs.

The Coiling Dragon Steel Needle is integrated into the body to defend against melee attacks. This move he used to deal with Jiang Baoyun, and used it to break Jiang Baoyun's unparalleled speed.

"You've finally come out." Lin Ming wiped away the bloodstains from his ribs, leaving only a small wound.

The killer is a little old man with a stooped figure, with a black face towel covering his face, holding a very thin soft sword, only two feet in length, this kind of sword is the most suitable for assassination, two feet in length, no matter from any angle. It is enough to pierce the heart, and the thin and short blade is easy to hide.

The little old man was looking at the wound under Lin Ming's body that could hardly be regarded as a wound. His face was gloomy and uncertain. Although his attack was not solid due to the power of thunder, it did not cause only such a small amount of damage. Could it be that he What special means to increase defense?

"Are you from Ouyang Boyan?" Lin Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and asked calmly.

"Hey, you don't need to talk to me. There was no grievance in the past between you and me, and no enmity today. I just take people's money and save people's disasters. When you go to the underworld, don't blame me..." The little old man hehe Laughing, his voice was extremely hoarse, and as he spoke, his face towel trembled so much that he could even faintly see the thin and ferocious edges and corners under the face towel, like a skeleton.

Lin Ming suddenly laughed, "Your face towel for acting is really good."

The little old man's face sank, "What do you mean by this?"

"Haha, Palace Master Bi, it's all over, you're still pretending, with your ability, do you still need to wear a face towel? Just take it off, I've already experienced your disguise technique once, and I was deceived by you. It's miserable, do you think I'll be fooled for the second time by the same move?"

Lin Ming originally thought that the lurker would be Ouyang Boyan's apprentice. After all, this kind of thing can only be relieved if it is handed over to the apprentice.

But Ouyang Boyan is a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and his apprentice should also be a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, but why is he so good at concealment?

As for the Huan Sect disciple who had hatred against Lin Ming, his cultivation was still in the postnatal period, that is, Bi Luo!

There is only Bi Luo, and Ouyang Boyan is completely in the same camp, so the two can cooperate sincerely and murder themselves together.

Originally, Lin Ming's impression was that Bi Luo was the peak cultivation realm in the middle of the day after tomorrow, but now that he has broken through to the latter stage of the day after tomorrow, he probably got some kind of benefit from Ouyang Boyan.

Of course, all of this was just his guess. Lin Ming couldn't see through Bi Luo's Disguise Technique. He was just deceiving Bi Luo by saying this.

The little old man was expressionless, and said coldly, "I don't know what you are talking about, do you delay waiting for support? It's useless, you are not my opponent at all, and you will die today."

"Oh? Do you think so?" Lin Ming said, licking his lips excitedly, his eyes full of fighting intent.

The cultivation base broke through the mid-pulse condensing stage, and obtained the Zixuan Spear and Earth Core Scarlet Flame. Lin Ming's strength has greatly increased. He has always hoped to find a good opponent to verify his strength. The Huang who shouted in front of him before The man in clothes couldn't arouse Lin Ming's interest at all.

And Bi Luo is a good choice.

"It's a good thing for young people to be arrogant, but if they are too arrogant, they are equivalent to idiots! Go to hell!"

"call out!"

The little old man moved, his body moved quickly, and gray rays of light were projected from him, and each time the rays of light shot out, there was one more figure of the little old man.

In an instant, the figure of the little old man pulled out thirty-six.

The speed is so fast that ordinary people's eyes can't keep up with the speed of the martial artist, and they will leave a very brief moment of visual residue on the iris, which is the afterimage.

However, Lin Ming's perception was extremely sharp. No matter how fast the little old man was, he couldn't pull out thirty-six afterimages in front of his eyes. This meant that the little old man was not using afterimages at all, but illusions.

That is, the magic sect!

Lin Ming smiled, "You hide your appearance, but you can't hide the practice. You are still using the Huanzong practice."

"What about the Huanzong exercises, go to the underworld, guess what you like!"

Thirty-six little old men shook the long sword in his hand at the same time, and thirty-six white lights flashed!

"Thirty-six sword lore formation!"

Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha!

Thirty-six sharp beams shot directly at Lin Ming, and each one caused a tremor in the space. The power of such a thick True Essence was more than ten times stronger than the sword energy of the youth in yellow clothes from the Lanyue Sect!

As soon as the little old man came up, he used his ultimate move. At this stage, Lin Ming would naturally no longer hide his strength. The true essence was poured into the Heretic God Seed, and the power of the Heretic God was activated!

"Boom!!"

The Azure Blue True Essence, which was highly compressed by the Heretic God's seed, poured out like a tide, and thirty-six rays of white light shot on the surging Azure Blue True Essence, and were strangled by the endless power of the True Dragon!

"what!?"

The little old man's expression changed drastically. The Thirty-Six Swords Killing Formation was already one of the top three in power among all his moves, and Lin Ming took it down easily.

He guessed that Lin Ming might have retained a part of his strength, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. If Lin Ming could rely on some kind of prop or rely on a subtle technique to beat himself in half a move, the little old man wouldn't be so surprised, but just now, Lin Ming killed his own sword energy in a complete head-on collision!

A head-on collision is all about the concentration of the true essence, and whether the true essence is thick or not depends mainly on the cultivation base. How can it be possible to suppress oneself in the middle stage of condensing pulses! ?

Lin Ming grinned. Since he had activated the power of the Heretic God, he planned to make a quick decision, "Palace Master Bi, it's a pity, neither you nor Ouyang Boyan went to see the general sect's martial arts, hearsay is always better than seeing it with your own eyes. , so that you made a wrong judgment, Palace Master Bi, and you will pay a painful price for this battle!"

"Hmph, what a rhetoric!" How could the little old man be frightened, he was about to overdraw some of his true essence, and used a stronger 72-sword lore array to kill Lin Ming in one fell swoop, and at this moment, his expression turned pale. But it suddenly changed. Above Lin Ming's spear, a ray of red flame and a small section of purple steel needle suddenly jumped out.

In the black night sky, these two tiny lights are so inconspicuous, but the moment I saw them, the little old man's dry eyes stared round, this... Could this be...

Impossible, it can't be fire spirit!

The little old man's expression changed greatly, and he couldn't believe his own judgment, but he clearly felt the terrifying power of flame in that tiny red flame.

"It's absolutely impossible. The dual system of thunder and fire. At the age of sixteen, he controlled the powerful thunder energy magic weapon and also controlled the fire essence. There will be no such person on this continent."

The little old man seemed to be hypnotizing himself, and the corners of his mouth twitched and muttered to himself.

"Do you think this is a thunder energy weapon?" Lin Ming smiled, he stretched out his palm, and the Coiling Dragon Steel needle jumped into his palm, spinning, "Palace Master Bi, open your eyes and take a closer look. , is this a magic weapon condensed by thunder energy?" (Welcome to your support, which is my greatest motivation.) m