Martial World

Lin Ming's face darkened, he put down the wine glass, looked at Xing Yao coldly and laughed, "Have you laughed enough?"

"Hehe!" Xing Yao licked her lips, smirked twice, her eyes turned cold, "On the second floor of Tongyao Tower, I haven't dared to speak to me like this for several years. www_dyzw8_m/null+pop+window+small +say+net/”

"That's because you didn't go to the third floor. Why, my proposal is ridiculous?" Lin Ming looked at Xing Yao calmly, not afraid of Xing Yao's pressure.

Xing Yao sneered, the suffocating energy on his body became stronger and stronger, "You are really brave, I don't know whether to call you brave or stupid, I have a hundred ways to let you out of the dark restaurant, Can't get to the training ground!"

"You can try." Lin Ming's voice was indifferent, without any fear.

"Humph!" Xing Yao snorted coldly, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Killing Lin Ming outside the arena was the best choice. Tongyao Pagoda needed to gather a large number of young heroes. They were the source of wealth. If the news of the Ten Winged Lord killing the top Yaocai spread out, who would dare to come?

For the Holy Demon Continent, the Tongyao Tower has always carried some mysterious colors. Many Yaos came here to experience it. For the rich source of evil energy and a large number of cultivation resources, they do not know that they themselves are the best fertilizer for watering the source of evil spirits. .

The senior members of Tongyao Pagoda, although they hoped that all these young talents would die here, they did not dare to assassinate Yaocai at will.

Therefore, the Yaomo Venerable Lords usually use their eagle dogs to take action on the battlefield, and kill those enemies with great growth potential within the rules. As for the Yaomo Venerable Lord, it is impossible to shoot. Let those top talents become ten-winged demons, and it can't damage the reputation of Tongyao Pagoda.

This is also the bottom line of Tongyao Tower's actions.

Therefore, some super sects with deep foundations know the secrets of Tongyao Pagoda, but according to the 1st they will send young heroes from their sects to Tongyao Pagoda to experience. As long as their own strength is strong, they are not afraid of being targeted. Taking a step back, even if the strength is not enough, leaving the Tongyao Pagoda after becoming an eight-winged demon is still a winner.

Of course Lin Ming didn't know about these things.

Xing Yao suddenly burst into a smirk, and the suffocating energy on her body subsided, "Hey, do you want to end Don's winning streak, I will satisfy you!"

Lin Ming was silent, he had already prepared for the other party's rejection, but unexpectedly he agreed.

Xing Yao put down the wine glass and said lightly, "Leave a sound transmission mark,

I'll let you know when it's your turn. "

Lin Ming left a sound transmission imprint, no longer talking nonsense, got up and left.

After Lin Ming left, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of Xing Yao's mouth, and he took out a sound transmission from Xumi.... Lin Ming left the dark restaurant, returned to his training ground, took off his shirt, Sit on the stone bed and start meditating.

"This Xingyao has obvious killing intent on me. On the second floor of Tongyao Tower, the warriors who are in the first echelon of strength can logically get the chance to end the winning streak, but I can't. Is it because I am in That's why Xing Yao has murderous intentions towards me? Or maybe one of the trolls I killed before was Xing Yao's close friend?"

Lin Ming thought for a moment in his heart, but he stopped thinking about it when he couldn't think of any results. The soldiers came to block the water and the soil came to cover. Lin Ming was not afraid of challenges at all.

From the Sumeru Ring, I took out the battle formation plate that the eight-layer fate-destroyed warriors fought against, adjusted my mind to a state of complete relaxation, input the real essence into the war formation plate, and all kinds of illusions appeared on the formation plate.

The battlefield was an endless desert. At an altitude of several thousand meters, a man in a white robe stood in the air, holding a two-handed heavy sword in his hand.

This man's temperament is very easy-going, with unruly long hair, and he looks a bit lazy and cynical. If it weren't for the fact that he was the only one in the picture, Lin Ming really couldn't believe that he was the eighth-level fate. strong.

"Last time I saw the phantom of the emperor-level fight, although I couldn't feel the momentum in the phantom, but I felt terrified on the 1st, but this time, watching this senior of the eighth-level fate, it seems to be watching an ordinary , This kind of return to the real state is shocking. Moreover, the age of the other party is only 20 or 30 years old. Although the lifespan of a warrior will be greatly extended after death, it is also reflected from the side that he can maintain such a young appearance. Out, he was very young when he stepped into the realm of fate, this senior is definitely the top existence among the emperor-level talents."

Saint-level Yao just stopped and died.

Emperor-level Yaocai is qualified to win the Divine Sea. Of course, they are both Divine Seas, and the gap is also huge. The Divine Sea of ​​the fifth-level Fate Meteor is probably the rhythm of being instantly killed under the Eighth-level Fate Meteor Divine Sea.

Lin Ming thought about it this way, and then looked at the man's opponents. He had two opponents. One was a troll clan, and the other was a dwarf demon clan.

"I didn't expect that there would be two opponents. The trolls are powerful and good at melee frontal attacks. The dwarf demons have powerful souls and are good at long-range attacks. It is very difficult to deal with one far and one near. How will the seniors respond?"

Lin Ming waited and watched. At this moment, the quasi emperor of the troll clan moved first. He was holding a big axe. When he moved, the surging demon energy was like a sudden crack in the ground. space cracks.

Although it was only a shadow of the war, Lin Ming still felt the shock of this blow.

And the eight-layered Fate Destruction Powerhouse just laughed wildly, held a heavy sword, and charged straight up.

"Hit hard?"

Lin Ming's eyes lit up. In the battle against trolls, he basically won by speed. In terms of head-on collisions, he was far inferior to trolls.

But this senior, in the face of the powerful blow from the troll, rushed forward without hesitation.

The moment the epee and the axe collided, the light shone to the ground, and there was no sound in the phantom, but Lin Ming could imagine the horror of the collision, and even the clouds above were washed away.

"The troll is back!"

Lin Ming watched helplessly as the troll was slashed into the air with a sword by a powerful man of the eighth level.

And at this moment, the dwarf Demon Zhundi strong man was talking about something, and Qian Zhan's lips twitched one by one, and then, one after another, purple curse marks spit out from the Dwarf Demon Zhundi's mouth.

The senior who entered the class sneered when he saw this scene, and then, he stabbed with a sword, separated by a distance of thousands of meters. However, at this time, an incredible scene happened. The sword seemed to completely ignore the distance and stabbed directly. In front of the Dwarf Demon Emperor, the feeling was as if the space was squeezed together, and then pierced by the sword of that kind of powerhouse!

Lin Ming's eyes flickered, staring at this sword, this terrifying use of artistic conception made his heart tremble!

The Dwarf Demon Quandi had a look of horror on his face. He wanted to dodge the sword, but the space around him was instantly tense and shattered, completely blocking his dodging route.

"puff!"

A sword runs through the heart!

The long sword was twisted, bringing a puddle of blood, and the Dwarf Demon Emperor Quandi was divided into two parts.

"Dead?" Lin Ming was completely stunned. A quasi-emperor master died just like that!

The troll quasi emperor also showed a look of horror and shock. Obviously, he did not expect the strength of this powerful person to be so terrifying. He paused for a while, then turned and ran away decisively.

At this time, a scene that made Jin feel very inconsistent happened. The speed of the troll quasi emperor seemed to suddenly slow down. He was clearly flying with all his strength, but his speed was not necessarily much faster than that of the Xuandan powerhouse. In the quagmire, it was difficult to walk.

And at this moment, the senior who entered the class caught up and stabbed with a sword!

A sword that seemed to be very slow, but it appeared in the back of the troll quasi-emperor in an instant!

The troll quasi emperor wanted to turn around to block, but his speed fell into the swamp of time, and he couldn't get up at all, and was finally struck by a sword from the back of a powerful man.

Blood shot, and the troll Zhundi died on the spot.

The floating shadow ends here!

Lin Ming let out a long sigh of relief, his mind was inexplicably shocked, the two quasi emperors were killed with three swords!

The quasi emperor of trolls and dwarves is really far behind the Eighth Layer of Fate and Fallen. In addition, this senior is a young talent who comprehends the law, and is familiar with the unpredictable laws of time and space, so it leads to a one-sided battle, completely Is killing.

The talent of entering the class is not weak at all, but the test is too cruel, the eighth level of fate, how many can achieve?

However, the more difficult the test, the more excited Lin Ming became. He was not afraid of how cruel the test would be, but he was afraid that he would not even have the chance to stand the test.

"There are infinite mysteries in the last two swords of this classy senior. I don't know how much I can comprehend." Lin Ming thought about it, and was about to retreat and do penance. At this moment, a flash of light flashed in front of his eyes. , a transmission sound lit up.

Immediately afterwards, Xing Yao's voice sounded in Lin Ming's ear, "You're lucky boy, you're lucky, after five years, there will be a chance to play, a martial artist will win ten consecutive victories, don't come if you are afraid of death. Don't say I didn't give you a chance."

"So soon..." Lin Ming squeezed out the fire in his hand and sneered. No matter what medicine the opponent sold in the gourd, he would not care. As long as he had absolute strength, there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Five days is just enough time for me to comprehend the battle array. Maybe there is still some time left to improve my cultivation." Thinking of this, Lin Ming put this matter on hold, and quickly entered the ethereal martial intent, immersed in In the understanding of the law.

At this time, in a private room in the dark restaurant, Xing Yao was drinking a thousand-year-old wine, and said with a sinister smile to a dark-skinned man beside him: "Xueman, I remember that you are about to win seventy consecutive victories, you idiot Lin Ming. Thinking of ending the winning streak and earning kill points, I think it is more appropriate to let you play, hahahaha!"

"Brother, although this Lin Ming has a good talent, he is still a newcomer in the end. You let me take action? I won't even win a game against him." Xueman tore off a large piece of barbecue and said dissatisfied.

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