Lin Ming stood in front of Qin Xingxuan and slowly put down the soup bowl in his hand, "I just heard you guys say that you want to sweep across the thirty-six countries. I am looking forward to it. I will stand here and you guys come and try to sweep it."
"Haha, this idiot thinks he is a big clove of garlic. Come on, brothers, fulfill his wish and sweep this idiot out like a garbage collector." The speaker was a warrior in green clothes. He thought that he might not be able to defeat him alone.
Yes, let's all come together. If you don't believe me, I won't torture you to death.
Following a strange cry from the warrior in green, the four of them rushed out together. Lin Ming stood there, not only did he not dodge, but he closed his eyes.
The warrior in green didn't know what Lin Ming was up to, but when he saw that his sword was about to fall on Lin Ming's face, the warrior in green showed a cruel smile. I must break your relationship today!
Seeing that their attack was about to fall, Lin Ming suddenly opened his eyes and glanced around.
The black vortex bloomed quietly like a black lotus, swallowing up everything around it. Samsara Martial Intent exploded, and countless illusions poured into the minds of the four warriors. The bodies of the four were shaken, and the sea of spirits set off a huge wave.
, their sense of autonomy was shattered. The attacks in their hands could no longer be dropped, their eyes became dull, and their pupils lost focus.
"Plop! Plop!"
The four warriors fell to the ground like dead dogs, foaming at the mouth, and their bodies trembling as if they were suffering from epilepsy.
Ouyang was so dumbfounded that he knocked down four people with just one look? How did he do it?
Ouyang subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword, and when he looked at Lin Ming again, his eyes showed a hint of fear.
Those who were watching the excitement in the hall also immediately noticed Lin Ming. This guy appeared out of nowhere. Although the four guys just now were not very strong, they were still peak bone-forging warriors. Why did they all get down inexplicably?
Already?
"It's interesting." A young man who had reached the early stage of pulse condensation drank wine leisurely and looked at Lin Ming with an expression of interest. It was incredible that a warrior from the thirty-six countries could achieve such strength.
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Lin Ming held back his hands on these four warriors. Of course, he couldn't really turn them into idiots, but it was enough for them. The spiritual sea was damaged and it would take ten and a half days to recover.
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Seeing that he had kicked the iron plate, Ouyang's face was very ugly. However, there were so many people in Nanhua Tower watching, many of whom were disciples of other branch sects of Qixuan Valley. If he had become a coward today, these people would definitely come back.
He went to the sect to spread the word everywhere, and the seven major sects each fought for their own strength. The Hehuan sect tolerated the sect's disciples who were not domineering, and the sect acquiesced. However, if they were not domineering and were punished, it would be a big shame.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, don't act mysterious in front of me! What you just used was a soul attack, right? If you are proficient in this attack method, you can kill instantly if the difference in strength is not big, but if you encounter someone who is stronger than you,
, but it is of no use at all. Instead, it will be counterattacked, which does not mean how strong you are."
After all, Ouyang came from a large sect and had a lot of experience. In just a few words, he got it right about Lin Ming's reincarnation martial intent. However, the effect of the reincarnation martial intent was much more powerful than Ouyang expected. It's just that Lin Ming hadn't fully developed it yet.
come out.
"If you can follow my move, I will be convinced of my defeat."
As Ouyang spoke, a strange purple fire ignited all over his body, and the flames burned fiercely. However, what made people feel strange was that instead of burning, the flames had a cold air blowing towards his face. The table behind him and the floor under his feet
, was quickly covered with a layer of purple ice, and after a while, the tables and chairs wrapped in purple ice magically turned into ashes, as if there was fire in the ice.
This is a move that Ouyang only mastered when he reached the fourth level of "Hehuan Magic" - Purple Flame Bone Spear. It consumes a lot of real energy to perform. It was originally planned to be used in the main sect's martial arts competition, but now, it has to be used in advance.
come out.
Lin Ming stood there with his hands behind his back, letting Ouyang build up his momentum without any intention of taking action.
It took five or six breaths for the scorching purple flames to slowly condense into a purple bone spear on Ouyang's right hand. Waves of ghostly cries came from the spear body.
Ouyang's face also became extremely pale. "Hehuan Shen Gong" were all moves that were extremely yin and extremely cold. Performing them would consume a lot of essence and blood from the user, so he had to use yin to replenish yang and use a woman's yin energy.
make up.
Ouyang, who had condensed the purple bone spear, had obviously reached his limit. He was like a skinny old man wielding a sledgehammer weighing twenty or thirty kilograms. He could no longer control it.
"Death!" Ouyang spat out the word with difficulty. The purple bone spear in his hand was pulling endless purple flames. When he was about to throw it out with difficulty, Lin Ming shook his head and sighed: "Is it finally done? I can wait.
The food is already cold, how can you use this kind of move to kill the enemy? You've already been killed by someone."
"You..." Ouyang was aroused by Lin Ming's sarcasm and almost lost control of the bone spear in his hand. This move of his could not be used in actual combat, because Ouyang had just broken through to the fourth level of "Hehuan Divine Art", and the purple flame bone spear could not be used at all.
It's just that he can't control it well. A skinny old man uses a sledgehammer to fight an enemy. It takes half a day to swing it. Not only can he not hit anyone, but he might even twist his waist and smash his feet.
The reason why Ouyang used this move against Lin Ming was because he expected Lin Ming to think too highly of himself and ask Da to force him to use this move. In this case, he would have the opportunity to trick Lin Ming.
"You...don't you dare to answer it!?" Ouyang used provocation. He almost squeezed out these words through his teeth, his face became paler. It was not easy for him to speak now.
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Lin Ming seemed to have heard a very funny joke and said with a smile: "Why should I answer it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black light flashed in his eyes, and a black vortex silently enveloped Ouyang, swallowing him up.
"boom!"
Ouyang felt as if his head exploded instantly, and countless information illusions poured into the spiritual sea. He was already close to the limit and had no power to resist. His body was shaken and he fell down. The purple in his hand
The Flame Bone Spear lost the control of Ouyang's soul power and dissipated with a roar.
The bone spear turned into a purple fire that was extremely dark and cold, and scattered in all directions.
If these cold flames were shot out, they would probably destroy the entire restaurant, and even Ouyang, who had lost consciousness, would suffer.
At this moment, a man in black rushed out from the second floor. With a wave of his hand, a powerful vortex of air appeared out of thin air. It rolled up all the purple flames and received it in his hand, compressing it into a purple-black ball.
Then the man in black flicked the ball, and the purple-black ball shot out like an arrow, broke through the window, shot straight into the sky, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.
Lin Ming had long discovered this man in black. He had appeared on the second floor since the beginning of the conflict, standing by and watching. Lin Ming guessed that he was a master affiliated with Nanhua Tower. Such a large restaurant was opened in such a sensitive place.
, how is it possible that there is no master in charge?
The surrounding audience did not expect this outcome. They were originally waiting to see how Lin Ming could crack the Purple Flame Bone Spear, but they did not expect that he did not have the style of a master at all and took action before Ouyang could throw the bone spear out.
If the man in black hadn't come to the rescue, Ouyang would have been burned to death by the purple flames he released.
The man in black frowned and looked at Lin Ming. This man's cultivation was at the peak of acquired cultivation, not much worse than Qin Ziya.
"Boy, you are cruel enough. If I hadn't taken action in time, you wouldn't have been able to leave Nanhua Building today."
Lin Ming smiled apologetically and said, "Senior has already prepared his attack. I wouldn't sit back and watch an important disciple of the Hehuan Sect die in Nanhua Tower. Otherwise, Nanhua Tower will be in less trouble than I am."
The man in black's face froze, but he couldn't think of anything to say to refute Lin Ming. In the end, he could only snort heavily to express his dissatisfaction. This young man was really a madman, so he was sure that he would take action.
Huh? He didn't think that Lin Ming could save the situation when the purple flames were overflowing.
"But this guy can find me because of his ability. His soul power is really powerful. He is probably born with a soul talent of a fifth-grade upper-grade or even a sixth-grade lower-grade soul." The man in black has reached the peak of acquired cultivation. Although he has not
After reaching the state of returning to nature, he also glimpsed some opportunities. He was standing on the second floor hiding his aura just now, but he didn't want to be discovered by Lin Ming.
The man in black gave Lin Ming a deep look, then turned and left.
At this time, several of Ouyang's companions who had been knocked unconscious by Lin Ming had woken up. They saw Ouyang lying on the ground like a dead dog. They shrank their necks, suppressed their headaches, picked up Ouyang, and left in despair.
He didn't even dare to look at Lin Ming.
The surrounding warriors all looked at Lin Ming with different expressions.
"A warrior who is proficient in soul power is really rare. I didn't expect that the Thirty-six Kingdoms would also produce a passable genius."
The warrior who spoke has reached the Pulse Condensation Stage and is proud of himself. As Ouyang said, soul attacks may even cause an instant kill effect when the strength is about the same. However, when dealing with someone who is stronger than himself, using soul attacks rashly may actually cause it.
Suffered backlash.
"Don't underestimate him. He just killed four warriors at the peak of bone forging at the same time. The strength of his soul power is amazing. He may have a sixth-grade soul talent. I think the warrior who has just entered the pulse condensation stage may not be him.
opponent."
"Yeah, but at most they can reach the top 150. Before the 150, they are at least in the early stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm, and they are all geniuses far beyond the warriors of the same level."
The warriors in Nanhua Tower were talking with each other using their true energy to transmit messages. Some of them had secretly memorized Lin Ming's appearance and were preparing to report it to their family or sect.
At this time, in a private room on the second floor of Nanhua Building, a man in Tsing Yi was drinking wine calmly, with an expressionless face, as if the fierce battle just happening downstairs was not in the same time and space as him.
"This guy is interesting."
In front of the man in green, there is another man in purple, who is in the middle stage of Pulse Condensation. He carries a four-foot long sword on his back. Many swordsmen, even if they have the Sumeru Ring, are willing to carry the sword on their back to get used to it.
The tacit understanding between myself and the sword. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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