Martial World

With a loud shout, the bloody aura erupted, and his originally black skin glowed with a glamorous red luster, which looked like blood was oozing out.

"It's "Magic Blood Magic"!"

There was an eye in the audience who recognized Xueman's moves. Xueman was also born in a fifth-grade sect of the barbarians. This "Devil Blood Magic" is the top practice in that sect, using the "Devil Blood Magic". The blood barbarian is the most terrible blood barbarian.

"Xueman has gone all out. He just underestimated the enemy. Now that kid is miserable." The troll clan, who was looking forward to Lin Ming's defeat, said with a smile.

"Idiot, don't be stupid, it's true that Xueman didn't do his best in one move just now, but how do you know that the sloppy boy did his best?"

"Wait and see, this is a battle between dragons and tigers, I really don't know how this kind of kid cultivates!"

A few people were talking, and suddenly they felt that the air around them was cold, and it seemed that a gust of wind was blowing into their bones, which made them shiver.

"Huh?" The warrior who spoke looked back, his breathing stopped suddenly, and a few steps behind him, a troll with a heavy sword on his back stood abruptly, his eyes locked on the ring, his face gloomy.

"Punishment!"

On the second floor of Tongyao Pagoda, Xingyao was synonymous with the king. Seeing Xingyao's appearance, these people were instantly silent, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Xing Yao Jingran also came to watch the game!

The few warriors in front of Xing Yao felt frightened, Xing Yao had not appeared in the martial arts arena for half a year.

In the ring, Xueman also saw Xing Yao's appearance, which made his face even worse. Before, he patted his chest in front of Xing Yao and promised that he could easily solve Lin Ming. None exist.

"Boy, I want you to die!"

Xueman shouted violently and charged at Lin Ming with his axe. This time, he didn't hold back any longer, he just wanted to smash Lin Ming's body into ten thousand pieces.

Lin Ming looked at Xueman, took a step back, and held guns in both hands. He still did not activate the power of the Heretic God.

After breaking through the middle stage of Xianyao, Lin Ming wanted to try his own limits, and secondly, he didn't want to show off his strength too much.

After being targeted by blood barbarians and Xingyao,

Lin Ming also began to slowly discover that things were unusual. It seemed that he was being targeted. It was always right to retain more of his strength.

The huge axe beams formed a blood-red devil cloud. From a distance, it looked like a sea of ​​burning blood. Lin Ming stepped back abruptly, stepping on the "Jinpeng Breaking the Void" movement technique, and his body pulled out countless phantoms.

After gaining a deeper understanding of the artistic conception of space and wind, Lin Ming's "Jinpeng Breaking the Void" movement technique has officially entered the second level of threshold, and when it is used, it is a premature achievement.

"Idiot, stop struggling in vain, any skill is meaningless in the face of absolute power, break it for me!"

"Boom!"

The axe beams skyrocketed, covering the entire martial arts arena. As a result, no matter how exquisite Lin Ming's movements were, there was no room for him to dodge.

"Chichichi!"

All of Lin Ming's afterimages were engulfed by the blood-colored demon cloud and turned into nothingness. Lin Ming's original entry was also entangled in the vortex of this demon cloud. The raging axe rushed into Lin Ming's body mercilessly. , collided violently with Lin Ming's body-protecting true essence.

Hearing a screeching sound that sounded like the tearing of silk, Lin Ming's protective body shattered, his shirt burst open, and a smear of blood flew out.

His body violently retreated several dozen feet. Lin Ming held the Zixuan spear and inserted it into the ground to stop his retreat. However, due to the inertia, during the process of his body retreating, the point of the spear rubbed violently against the ground, pulling a distance of several ten feet away. The long gap almost tore the ring apart.

Seeing this scene, exclamations from the audience continued. Lin Ming had the upper hand with the previous move, and in the blink of an eye, Blood Man had the upper hand. If this fight continued, he didn't know what the outcome would be.

Xing Yao stood in the corner, and his face never showed any relaxed expression. Although the bloody attack forced Lin Ming to retreat several dozen feet away, Lin Ming was only slightly injured, and it did not affect his fighting power at all.

"Is this kid a body made of iron?" Xing Yao is very aware of the horror of the bloody attack. It has already torn apart Lin Ming's body protection essence and rubbed it into the flesh. If the axe's light rubbed against the cockroach, it would definitely be the end of his body being torn apart, but Lin Ming only hurt a little bit of flesh!

Lin Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. After quenching the marrow, his bones were comparable to a treasure, and his self-healing ability was abnormal. This little injury was nothing at all.

"Xueman's attack is more than valiant, but has no artistic conception. An attack without artistic conception lacks soul and is nothing to be afraid of. It's just that his demon essence is too thick. It's a little difficult..."

Lin Ming turned his head and glanced at Xing Yao in the audience. By now, Lin Ming knew that for some reason, Xing Yao wanted to take his own life, and Xueman was just a vanguard.

"Does my existence violate the interests of the trolls and barbarians?"

Lin Ming sneered in his heart. He was not afraid of the enemy's entry. Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to expose all his strength to the enemy's entry. Otherwise, it would not be the blood savage who would attack today, but a stronger one.

"Lin Ming, die!"

Xueman charged up again, he strode forward, the ground was crushed by his footsteps, and the axe in his hand swept across, Lin Ming's eyes narrowed, his spiritual power was silent in the Heretic God's seed, and finally the power of the Heretic God was activated!

He did not detonate all the compressed true essence in one go, but used 30 to 40% of his power. In this way, the power of the Heretic God would be activated for a longer period of time.

A spear was stabbed out, and the endless Qingcang True Essence roared out.

"Ding!"

Lin Ming fired a spear on the blade of the axe. Zi Xuan's spear was crushed by the giant axe to complete a full moon, and the blade of the axe approached Lin Ming's face.

Evil God Lei Ling!

Lin Ming stretched out his hand and flicked, and the evil god steel needle fused with the triple thunder spirit flew out, piercing the bloody eyes!

"Humph!"

Xueman's body suddenly retreated, and an axe slashed down at the evil god Lei Ling. It was no secret that Lin Ming possessed Lei Ling, and Xueman had been prepared for it.

"Crack!"

The evil god's steel needle was smashed to pieces, and the purple-red two-color electric light shot recklessly, stabbing blood like a poisonous snake.

"Get out of here!"

Xueman shouted loudly, and after the sound of his roar merged with his true essence, Jing was condensed into essence. This was a sonic attack, which was essentially the same as the attack method of the Seven Profound Valley Qin Sect.

The sound wave and the lightning collided together, the real essence was turbulent, and the energy melted into each other. In this fierce collision, several invisible and intangible purple lights penetrated the sound wave and stabbed the blood.

"boom!"

In an instant, Xueman's body was suddenly shocked, and there seemed to be countless thunder blasts in his ears.

The material attack was combined with the spiritual attack. Xueman used the sonic attack to disperse the Purple Flood Dragon Thunder and the Blood-Destroying Evil Thunder, but did not disperse the invisible and intangible Disillusionment Dream Light.

"Damn it!" Xueman's eyes protruded, and the eyeballs were covered with bloodshots.

But at this moment, Lin Ming suddenly took a step forward and used the power of the Heretic God with an additional 20% of his power to stab the bloody man with a spear.

Slaughter!

Putting all the will and the power of ** into this hit, the Zi Xuan spear seemed to penetrate the space in an instant and appeared in front of the blood man!

The sea of ​​​​spirit was injured, and the bloody man's body was paralyzed for a day, and a trace of madness and madness flashed in his eyes. He bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to wake up. However, at this time, Lin Ming's Zixuan spear had already stabbed blood. Man's face, Xue Man's move was a step late, and the opening axe was not as flexible as Zi Xuan's spear, so it was too late to block!

"Boy, I fought with you!"

Xueman shouted loudly and slashed at Lin Ming with an axe. It was a brutal fight against death!

Since he couldn't dodge it, he could only make a desperate attempt to force Lin Ming to retreat.

Seeing Xueman's utter defeat, Lin Ming's eyes sank. If it was normal, he wouldn't mind exchanging injuries with Xueman. With his 100% terrifying defensive power, he would definitely fight to the end, but now With Xing Yao staring at him, Lin Ming naturally wouldn't do this!

The body violently retreated, the tip of the spear was picked up, and the trajectory of Zixuan's spear seemed to have undergone some kind of strange change, followed by an incredible scene. In terms of length, Zixuan's spear was obviously more than a foot shorter than the mountain axe. As the saying goes One inch long and one inch strong, it stands to reason that when the mountain axe attacked Lin Ming, Zi Xuan's spear couldn't stab the bloody man.

However, the truth was exactly the opposite. Lin Ming avoided Xueman's axe, while at the same time, Zi Xuan's spear stabbed Xueman's chest!

Blood spurted out, the blood-drinking seal erupted, and the bloodman groaned, and his body flew out backwards.

Lin Ming dodged the axe's direct attack, but was only hit by the axe's brilliance, his body-protecting true essence shattered, and a burst of qi and blood surged in his body, and he quickly suppressed it.

"what happened?"

"What happened just now? Lin Ming retreated before he stabbed Xueman, but how did his gun hurt Xueman?"

Seeing the scene just now, the audience was stunned. Lin Ming's attack had a feeling of extreme incongruity. Under the almost impossible situation, Lin Ming avoided the bloody attack and stabbed the blood with a single shot. Man chest, blow blood man.

"It really is the spatial mood, this kid!" Xing Yao's face was even more ugly. As early as when Lin Ming was fighting the black rat, Lin Ming's spear move showed the spatial mood. At first, he didn't care much. This time, Lin Ming Ming's spatial artistic conception is obviously a step further.

The artistic conception of space was illusory, and even many young heroes of the goblin clan couldn't understand it.

"This kid has grown up too fast, leaving him alone will be a disaster sooner or later!" Xing Yao's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

On the martial arts arena, Xueman climbed up from the ground, and a shocking blood hole was stabbed in his chest. A lot of blood poured out of the blood hole. For the barbarians, such an injury could barely hold. .

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Xueman coughed up another mouthful of blood as he spoke.

Lin Ming frowned slightly, "It's really tenacious, but unfortunately I can't understand the spatial mood. Otherwise, this shot will stab deeper, and the blood-drinking seal will explode in his body, then he will definitely die!"

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