Li Tianming and the trillions of sentient beings are no match for this kind of person.
For a person of this level to do it, it would be like a flash of calcium carbide.
A black sword light flashed by. Before Li Tianming could see it clearly, the opponent stretched out his leg and kicked him a few inches below his navel.
Fast, ruthless, accurate, angry!
boom!
A muffled sound.
Li Tianming flew backwards for thousands of meters and directly hit the inner wall of the Kowloon Emperor's Tomb.
Severe pain!
His face turned the color of pig liver.
The unbearable severe pain made the entire lower body tremble.
You don’t need to look at it to know that when you step on it, the thing will be blurred.
Li Tianming has never felt so painful in his life!
It hurts more than having a thousand swords piercing your heart!
If the warm current of Qingling Pagoda hadn't moistened it to that point, and his ancient chaotic beast's physical recovery was extremely good, he would probably have been in pain all the time.
This kick was really too harsh.
“Fuck, if there was no Qingling Pagoda, I would be dead. It’s so cruel...”
To be honest, Li Tianming has never felt this humiliated since he met Lin Xiaoting and Mu Qingqing when he was sixteen or seventeen years old.
He was also angry.
It’s just that after experiencing so many things, he suppressed this anger deep in his heart more than before.
Poof!
The other party is indeed very fast.
The next moment, a black long sword pierced his throat directly, passed through the spine, and was nailed to the inner wall of the emperor's tomb.
Stinging pain that starts in the throat.
For the body of the Heavenly Star Chakra, such injuries are also not fatal.
But this kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear.
Twice in a row!
Every time he was very cruel, but he never directly killed Li Tianming.
Li Tianming scolded Yinghuo and them directly, telling them to stay away!
Because he knows that if the other party fails to kill him twice in a row, he will not kill him.
finally!
That fast and ruthless young man, in front of him, condensed from an afterimage into a real entity.
It was he who held a black sword and pierced Li Tianming and nailed him to the wall.
At this moment, Li Tianming's blood flowed along his sword to his wrist, dripping down.
Li Tianming saw him clearly.
This is a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
He wears a green sword robe, has a slender figure, slightly dark skin, and a pair of eyes like a sea of sword energy, with endless elemental disasters surging in it.
"do not move."
Li Tianming shouted in a hoarse voice across the young man.
In front of him, Jiang Feiling and the others, who had just been frightened, stopped.
The other party is too fast.
Micro-sheng Mo Ran has no chance of using the Phantom God.
For such strong men, Li Tianming and the others are full of weaknesses.
At this moment, apart from the sound of Li Tianming dripping blood, the emperor's burial was completely silent.
“Ahem, this is not good. After all, I have boasted with many friends, and they all know about Lin Mu’s son.”
Gongshu Ding smiled awkwardly.
What he meant was that if this person killed Li Tianming here, the news of Lin Mu's son would still spread.
If people are just gone, then the Sword God Lin will probably be blamed for his father's loss.
He is just greedy for petty advantages.
This is definitely not cost-effective.
However, the young man didn't listen to him at all.
His eyes were fixed on Li Tianming, looking at the white-haired man in front of him. Although he was penetrated by his sword, he was still breathing steadily.
Li Tianming didn’t seem to hate him, nor did he kneel down to beg for mercy.
“I don’t know why, but the moment I saw you like this, I had no doubt that you were his bitch.”
“If Lin Mu, this ungrateful thing, has any descendants, they should be like you.”
As the young man spoke, he drew out the black sword, sheathed it, and finished in one go.
Li Tianming slipped and landed smoothly.
Whether it was a wound on the throat or under the navel, it began to heal under the nourishment of Qingling Pagoda.
However, this kind of injury is, on another level, impossible to heal.
Because it is a humiliation!
"You and Lin Mu are both worthless things. They are born as father and son. Well, that's it." The young man said.
Seeing that the young man finally let go of part of his anger, Gongshu Ding breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Little Master Jianxing, I will never deceive you, right? Now that the goods have been delivered to you, then
I will just withdraw, and what happens next has nothing to do with me."
“You can get out.” The young man said.
"okay!"
Gongshu Ding kept the evidence for himself, hurriedly boarded his big black snake, let go of the Nine Dragons Emperor Burial, and soared directly into the sky, flying far away.
As soon as he left, the scene became even deadlier.
This situation of being at the mercy of others cannot be solved at all.
This is not the difference between Li Tianming and the young man in front of him.
It is the difference between a first-order star source and a sixth-order star source.
“Why are you so cowardly? Say a few words, Lin Feng.”
The young man drew out his sword again and put it against Li Tianming's chin.
“I don’t know what to call you.”
Li Tianming asked calmly.
“What? You still want to take revenge?” the young man said.
“That’s not true, I’m just thanking you for not killing me,” Li Tianming said.
“Kill you? Haha, I spent a lot of money to buy you, and now you have your hair cut off. Who can I vent my hatred for the Sword God Lin?” the young man laughed.
Li Tianming took a deep breath and smiled helplessly.
His anger and murderous thoughts were hidden deep in his heart.
Facing this arrogant young man, if he disagrees with him, he will lose his life. He doesn't want to be a hero for a moment and make loud remarks, which is meaningless.
He just wants to wait for a chance to live.
Gongshu Dingxian boasted with his friends, so the news about ‘Lin Mu’s son’ would definitely spread.
If the young man kills him, he should be punished.
After all, if Lin Mu is really so hated, then the young man in front of him is not the only one who wants to vent his anger on Li Tianming.
The entire Sword God Lin clan is going to vent!
He vented his anger alone, what should his elders and compatriots do?
So Li Tianming was sure that as long as he was not impulsive, he would not die.
He has survived two heavy blows today.
“Lin Feng, do you know what day it is today?”
The young man smiled cruelly.
Li Tianming shook his head.
“Today, we, the giants of the Sword God Lin clan’s business alliance, gather at the ‘Ten Thousand Sword God’s Mausoleum’ to worship our ancestors together!”
“There are people from all sides of the sword vein!”
“You came at the right time, at the right time!”
“Today, I will take you to the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords, and let you kneel and die in front of all the clansmen, to atone for your father’s sins! Let all the people in my Lin family who were humiliated because of your father, relieve the hatred in their hearts!”
He took off his sword, strangled Li Tianming's neck, and spoke in a particularly ferocious tone.
The anger that filled his heart was sprayed onto Li Tianming's face through his saliva.
“I want you to live forever, so that whenever we Lin think of the hatred of that day, we can vent it on you!”
Seeing his twisted face, Li Tianming was really a little confused.
“What did my father do?”
No solution!
Perhaps this can only be known after arriving at the Mausoleum of the Ten Thousand Sword Gods, kneeling in front of all the ‘giants’ of the Sword God Lin family, and in front of all the sects.
“Finally, I’ll tell you, my name is Lin Jianxing, please remember my name and my appearance, because I will be a lifetime nightmare for you, a loser.”
He spoke extremely harshly.
“Okay, I agree.”
Li Tianming nodded seriously.
He didn’t want to say more until the truth was known.
Finally no need to die.
Then, let time give the answer.
"If you are guilty, I will bear it. If you have a grudge, I will repay it."
Just tell yourself these ten words.
“According to my experience, anyone who kicks and screams as soon as we meet is not a good person.” Yinghuo coughed.