Martial World

Ouyang Shenxiu stood in the center of the arena, looking at Lin Ming indifferently, but at some point, a faint black air began to appear on his face, covering his face, making it inappropriate for people to see it, leaving only a black mist. Those pale red eyes burst out with wisps of cold light, which made people feel fearful. www(m)dyzww(m)m--

"Kakkaka!"

Ouyang Shenxiu clenched his fists, and Ziyan flames ignited above them, similar to the Ziyan Bone Spear that Ouyang Yangyang used before.

"What? Sect Master Ouyang doesn't use a sword?"

On the small islands, some disciples of the Hehuan Sect said in surprise. People in the Hehuan Sect all use swords, and those who use swords use unarmed attacks, and their power is naturally much weaker.

In the end, Ouyang Shenxiu was still afraid of Divine Phoenix Island. Since he knew that he couldn't kill Lin Ming, he might as well not use a sword, but attack with his fist and sword fingers. Everyone could see this kind of humility.

Defeating Lin Ming easily without using a sword would also show his demeanor as a master. No one would say that he was bullying the small, but they would say that his strength was unfathomable and unfathomable.

This is Ouyang Shenxiu's plan. If he wins Lin Ming, he will have to use all his moves and make a big splash. Even if he wins, his face will be dull.

On the island, another disciple of the Hehuan Sect gave the disciple who had spoken earlier, "What do you know, Sect Master Ouyang is letting Lin Ming, the Sect Master is so graceful, and he still holds his hand under such circumstances, only I hope Lin Ming can know what's wrong, don't be rude, or the sect master won't mind teaching him a lesson."

"It turns out that it is! As expected of the Sect Master."

The low-level disciples couldn't help but compliment each other, as the only person in the entire Hehuan Sect who had practiced the "Hehuan Divine Art" to the seventh extreme. Ouyang Shenxiu's status in the hearts of ordinary disciples is like that of a god.

"Don't draw your sword?" The corners of Lin Ming's mouth rose.

Ouyang Shenxiu sneered, although his attack power is slightly weaker without a sword, but his sword fingers are not so easy to pick up. It would be a big mistake to think that he can take it lightly without a sword.

Wanying Fingers!

Ouyang Shenxiu's fingers popped out, and thousands of purple beams flew out, like a gust of wind and rain.

Lin Ming flicked his spear. The bones all over the body exploded, and 30% of the essence of quenching marrow was used, and the fire started a prairie!

"call!"

A raging flame stream swept up.

The strong wind blew Lin Ming's long hair wantonly, and the flames crashed on the purple light beam, only to hear a crackling sound. The flame and the purple light melted and shattered!

Ouyang Shenxiu's sword fingers let out a sharp whistling sound, Lin Ming rushed up the current, his essence quenching essence exploded to 50%, the power of a single spear was like a broken bamboo!

The sword fingers were suddenly smashed by the flames.

"Huh?" Ouyang Shenxiu frowned slightly, pointing at the lights intertwined, becoming more and more dense!

"call out!"

A azure light that seemed to swallow everything shot out, Lin Ming's spear shook, and a phantom of the blue dragon appeared behind him. A shot went straight to Ouyang Shenxiu's chest.

The explosion sounded like rolling thunder.

With the power of this spear, the ten thousand vibrations that burst out locked the void, and Ouyang Shenxiu only felt that the space he was in was suddenly tightened, and the strong sense of oppression caused his aura to be distorted.

Seeing that Sen Han's spear had pierced his chest, Ouyang Shenxiu's expression finally changed. Reaching out a hand, a red light gradually solidified in his hand, turning into a four-foot long sword.

"Bah!"

Ouyang Shenxiu slashed heavily on the tip of Lin Ming's spear! The sword and the spear meet head-to-head, and the sword is at a loss!

The corners of Lin Ming's mouth sneered, and the power of quenching marrow was fully activated!

The power of violent thunder. Interspersed with all the essence of quenching marrow erupted like a volcano.

"Bah!"

The spear and sword intersected, and Ouyang Shenxiu only felt that this sword of his own seemed to have struck a mountain, and a chaotic flow of energy rushed into his body, causing his blood to congeal, and his body swayed suddenly. He was rushed by Lin Ming's unstoppable gun force and flew out!

Lin Ming attacked very fast, and Ouyang Shenxiu retreated very fast. From the outsider's point of view, it was Lin Ming who swept Ouyang Shenxiu away with a single shot!

Lin Ming shot Ouyang Shenxiu straight into the sky, Ouyang Shenxiu's eyes were bloodshot.

ah ah ah-

"Break me!"

Ouyang Shenxiu shouted loudly, purple flames erupted all over his body, and the strength belonging to the innate supreme master finally burst out. Under the impact of this powerful force, Lin Ming's offensive finally collapsed!

His body was swept away by the air current. Lin Ming pointed his toes a little, like a fluttering feather.

The audience was silent, and the disciples of the Hehuan Sect who had complimented Ouyang Shenxiu before all fell silent.

Ouyang Shenxiu was shot away!

"Lin Ming's strength is similar to Ouyang Shenxiu?"

A second-rank sect elder said in surprise, although it seemed that Lin Ming suppressed Ouyang Shenxiu just now, in fact, Ouyang Shenxiu didn't use any weapons before and attacked hastily, which is why this result was caused, so in this second-rank From the sect elders' point of view, Lin Ming and Ouyang Shenxiu were probably similar in strength.

"How is it possible, Sect Master Ouyang just used less than half of his power in one move!" The disciples of the Hehuan Sect said stubbornly, in their eyes, Ouyang Shenxiu was invincible, "Wait and see, our Sect Master's "Acacia Magic" No. 1 Once the seventh layer is used, the world will change, and this kid Lin Ming will definitely not be able to stop him!"

"Humph! Don't say it's Lin Ming, even if Jiang Wuji is here, he must be afraid of three points!"

The Hehuan Sect disciples held their breaths in their hearts, but the disciples of the other small sects didn't quite believe it, as can be seen from their suspicious eyes.

At this time, Lin Ming in the center of the field was like the ocean, giving people an unfathomable feeling. Maybe Ouyang Shenxiu's "Hehuan Divine Art" seventh level was truly unparalleled, but who knew if Lin Ming had reservations?

Since the other party dared to single-handedly kill the Seven Profound Valley and take Ouyang Boyan's life, I'm afraid it is more than this strength!

Ouyang Shenxiu's face was dull. Previously, he only used his sword fingers, but when he used the first move, not only did he not suppress Lin Ming, but Lin Ming forced him out of the sword and flew back a dozen feet away.

This kid is at least the peak of the late congenital cultivation realm, and maybe even...

Ouyang Shenxiu thought of a change in color, impossible!

The acquired and late stage is comparable to the congenital extremity?

He can't accept this conclusion, he himself is a congenital cultivation base, and it would be too sad if he had the same strength as a kid in the later stage of the day after tomorrow! He can't take it!

No matter what kind of strength Lin Ming is, there is no doubt that the previous fight against Ou Yangyang and the three of them had been clumsy!

Ouyang Shenxiu stared at Lin Ming brightly. He had said before that after the three moves, life or death would be irrelevant, but if after the three moves, Lin Ming was not only unscathed, but he could fight back, then he would have an old face. just lost.

this kid!

Ouyang Shenxiu's eyes became colder, and the long sword in his hand turned lightly. With a soft sound of "huh!", a purple flame ignited on Ouyang Shenxiu's long sword, but after a while, the group of purple flames actually contracted and solidified. It was attached to the long sword and turned into a thin layer of purple spar. This sword turned into an amethyst sword.

"It's Ziyan Huajing!" The Hehuan Sect disciple on the island shouted happily.

Ziyan Huajing, this is the supernatural power that can only be achieved when the "Hehuan Magical Art" has been practiced to the seventh extreme. When the "Hehuan Magical Art" has been practiced to the seventh extreme, one can stay youthful and the yang essence will not decline. Although it is impossible to prolong the lifespan in essence, it is already a great temptation for many disciples of the Acacia sect to be able to maintain the yang essence.

At present, in the entire Hehuan Sect, only Ouyang Shenxiu has practiced "Acacia Magic" to the seventh extreme, which is why Ouyang Shenxiu still looks like a middle-aged man even though he is three or four hundred years old.

"Ziyan Huajing, the sect master finally used the seventh-level cultivation method of "Acacia Magical Art"."

As the amethyst sword came out, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect all felt proud. Ouyang Shenxiu was shot by Lin Ming just now. They were too aggrieved.

"Haha, the sect master is finally real!"

"Ziyan Huajing, this time let's see how this kid stops!"

All the seventh-level exercises in "Hehuan Shengong" have been used, which means that Ouyang Shenxiu no longer keeps his hands.

Lin Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. After Ouyang Shenxiu used the purple crystal sword, the evil energy in the purple flame disappeared and turned into pure energy.

"Can "Hehuan Divine Art" be practiced to the highest level to restore the energy of Yin and Evil to its original state? This exercise has some merits."

Lin Ming raised his Zixuan spear flat, and his whole body fell silent. Before, he kept his strength again and again, just for this moment of battle. Lin Ming's explosive power was very strong, but it couldn't last. After all, his cultivation was not enough. The sum of Yuan is far inferior to that of Innate Supreme, and he must ensure that he is in the best condition when facing Ouyang Shenxiu.

The purple rays of light gathered together and concentrated on Ouyang Shenxiu's long sword. The whole sword was dazzlingly brilliant. With the sound of ghosts groaning, a dozen purple rays of light rose into the sky on Ouyang Shenxiu's body. All the rays of light, They were all moved by Ouyang Shenxiu's sword, stabbing Lin Ming directly.

The sound seemed to disappear in an instant, this sword formed a perfect "potential", a strange sword swallowed the sound, and there was an elusive mood mixed with it!

"What a terrifying sword, this Ouyang Shenxiu not only cultivated the "Hehuan Magic" to the extreme, but also has such a profound understanding of kendo. Let's see how Lin Ming can block it!" .

In the face of Ouyang Shenxiu's full-strength blow, Lin Ming's expression was as usual, but his whole body's true energy had already been fully functioning.

The gap between the martial artist's realm became bigger and bigger. In the later stage of condensing the pulse, Lin Ming's peak strength was comparable to that of the first innate. However, he would not be naive to think that after he improved to a large realm, he could be comparable to Xuandan. .

In the face of Ouyang Shenxiu's full-strength blow, Lin Ming didn't give up.

The power of the evil god, activate!

After a year of training in the Divine Phoenix Mystery Realm, the power of the Heretic God, which reached the second realm, completely erupted! (Welcome to your support, which is my biggest motivation.)

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