With Lin Ming's strength, he charged at full speed among the ferocious beasts, just like a knife cutting through silk, with unparalleled sharpness. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed ten miles deep, and he was already close to the edge of the ferocious beasts.
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The figure who had been following Lin Ming paused slightly, "Going so deep? Did he find me?"
He originally thought that Lin Ming was so stimulated by the speed of the young man in yellow that he was too embarrassed to stay beside the young man in yellow. He was afraid that he would be outnumbered before he rushed into the herd of beasts. However, he rushed to the edge of the herd in one breath, but it was too much.
Deep.
"Is this kid trying to lure me out?" Black Shadow's face darkened.
"You dare to lure me out when you don't know the depth of my strength. He wants to get rid of me in turn? This kid is so confident that he is arrogant. Does he think he is invincible?"
He was indeed not completely sure of killing Lin Ming. After all, Lin Ming had become a genius that everyone on Divine Phoenix Island was paying attention to. He had always hidden his strength before, so it was not surprising that he had some life-saving trump cards. However, he never thought that Lin Ming had the ability.
Kill yourself instead.
He was a serious disciple of the sect, with a late cultivation level and a solid foundation. How could he be killed by Lin Ming, a boy in the middle stage of pulse condensation? Not to mention Lin Ming, even that stupid young man in yellow from Lan Yue Sect, he
Didn't pay attention to it at all.
Taking a step back, even if he couldn't defeat Lin Ming, he could easily escape. If a sect warrior in the late acquired stage focused on escaping, it would be very difficult to kill him.
Although he is not sure enough to kill Lin Ming, he must take action now, otherwise reinforcements from Qingmulg City will arrive. He will have no chance again. His life is already tied to Ouyang Boyan. When Lin Ming grows up enough to
When he ignores the rules of Qixuan Valley, it is his time to die.
"Go to hell!"
The black shadow suddenly accelerated, he restrained his murderous intent, and his whole body shone with a hazy black phantom light. This light blended with the surrounding night, as if his body was hidden in the void out of thin air.
"A sword that stabs the heart!"
The sword light was almost completely hidden in the night sky, and under the cover of the killing of the beasts, it pierced Lin Ming's back.
"Finally started!"
Lin Ming sneered. He was not afraid of thieves, but was worried about them. As long as the other party came out, he would have nothing to fear.
With the true energy flowing all over his body, Lin Ming's spear whirled, the lightning flashed, and a spear full of true energy pierced out.
Back carbine!
It is still the simplest move among the basic spear techniques, but with the increase of Qing Cang's true energy and the power of thunder, the power of this spear is extremely terrifying.
"Crack!" The black sword energy was crushed to pieces, and Lin Ming thrust out his spear, directly piercing the black shadow's throat.
"Huh? Afterimage? No...it's an illusion!"
In the flash of lightning, Lin Ming had no time to retract his gun, and with the sound of a sharp sword whistling, he stabbed down with another sword, at a tricky angle, piercing Lin Ming's left rib, trying to pierce his heart.
The power of thunder!
"Boom!"
With an explosion, the coiled dragon steel needle hidden in Lin Ming's body erupted. Countless electric snakes rushed around, and the black figure groaned and retreated quickly.
Lin Ming also felt pain under his ribs, his upper body clothes were torn apart, and a shallow blood mark appeared under his left ribs.
He integrated the Panlong Steel Needle into his body to defend against close attacks. He once used this move against Jiang Boyun, and relied on it to defeat Jiang Boyun's unparalleled speed.
"You finally came out." Lin Ming casually wiped away the blood stains under his ribs, leaving only a small wound.
The killer is a little old man with a stooped figure, his face covered with a black scarf, and he is holding a very thin soft sword in his hand, only two feet long. This kind of sword is most suitable for assassination. The length of two feet can be used from any angle.
It is strong enough to pierce the heart, and the thin and short sword body is easy to hide.
The little old man was looking at the wound under Lin Ming's body that could hardly be considered a wound. His expression was gloomy and uncertain. Although his attack failed to hit the ground due to the power of thunder, it did not cause only such a small amount of damage. Could it be that he
Are there any special means to increase defense?
"Are you from Ouyang Boyan?" Lin Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and asked calmly.
"Hey, you don't need to talk to me anymore. There was no grievance between you and me in the past, and there is no enmity today. I just took people's money to eliminate disasters for them. When you go to the underworld, don't blame me..." The little old man hehe
Smiling, his voice was extremely hoarse. As he spoke, his scarf shook violently, and you could even faintly see the thin and ferocious edges under the scarf, like a skeleton.
Lin Ming suddenly laughed, "This face towel you use for acting is really good."
The little old man's face darkened, "What do you mean by this?"
"Haha, Master Bi, you've already done this, and you're still pretending. With your ability, do you still need to wear a face towel? Just take it off. I've already learned your disguise skills once, and I was deceived by you.
It’s terrible, do you think I will fall for the same trick a second time?”
Lin Ming originally thought that the lurker would be Ouyang Boyan's apprentice. After all, this kind of thing can only be done by leaving it to his apprentice.
But Ouyang Boyan is a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and his apprentice should also be a member of the Hehuan Sect. But why is he so good at concealment? This ability should only be possessed by the disciples of the Huan Sect.
As for the member of the Huan Sect who had a grudge against Lin Ming, his cultivation level was still at the acquired stage, that is, Bi Luo!
Only Bi Luo and Ouyang Boyan are completely in the same camp, so the two can cooperate sincerely to murder him together.
Originally, Lin Ming had the impression that Bi Luo was at the peak of the mid-acquired cultivation level. Now that he has broken through to the late acquired level, he probably got some benefit from Ouyang Boyan.
Of course, all this was just his guess. Lin Ming couldn't see through Bi Luo's disguise technique. He was just deceiving Bi Luo by saying this.
The little old man had no expression on his face and said coldly: "I don't know what you are talking about. Are you delaying time to wait for support? It's useless. You are no match for me at all. You will definitely die today."
"Oh? You think so?" Lin Ming said, licking his lips excitedly, his eyes filled with fighting intent.
After breaking through the middle stage of Pulse Condensation in his cultivation, he also obtained the Purple Hyun Spear and the Earth's Core Red Flame. Lin Ming's strength greatly increased. He had always hoped to find a good opponent to verify his strength. The Huang who was clamoring in front of him before
The man in clothes couldn't arouse Lin Ming's interest at all.
And Biluo is a good choice.
"It is a good thing for young people to be arrogant, but if they are too arrogant, they are the same as idiots! Go to hell!"
"call out!"
The little old man moved, his body moved quickly, and gray rays of light were projected from his body. With each ray of light, one more figure of the little old man appeared.
In the blink of an eye, the figure of the little old man actually pulled out thirty-six people.
When the speed reaches a certain level, the eyes of ordinary people cannot keep up with the speed of the warrior, and a very brief moment of visual residue will be left on the iris, which is the afterimage.
However, Lin Ming's perception was extremely sharp. No matter how fast the little old man was, he could not pull out thirty-six afterimages in front of his eyes. This meant that what the little old man used was not afterimages at all, but illusions.
That is, the illusion sect technique!
Lin Ming smiled, "You can hide your appearance, but you can't hide your skills. You still use the Fantasy Sect skills."
"So what about the illusion sect skills? I went to the underworld. You can guess as much as you like!"
Thirty-six little old men shook the swords in their hands at the same time, and thirty-six white lights flashed!
"Thirty-six swords killing array!"
Cha-cha-cha-cha!
Thirty-six sharp beams of light shot directly at Lin Ming, each one causing the space to tremble. The power of such thick real energy was more than ten times greater than the sword energy of the young man in yellow from the Moon Reaching Sect!
The little old man used his killing move as soon as he came up. At this point, Lin Ming naturally stopped hiding his strength. The true essence was poured into the Evil God's seeds, and the Evil God's power was activated!
"Boom!!"
The Qingcang True Yuan, which was highly compressed by the evil god's seeds, poured out like a tide. Thirty-six rays of white light were all shot on the surging Qingcang True Yuan, and were strangled by the endless power of the true dragon!
"What!?"
The expression on the little old man's face changed drastically. The Thirty-six Sword Killing Formation was already one of the top three most powerful among all his moves, and it was actually easily taken down by Lin Ming.
He guessed that Lin Ming might have retained some of his strength, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. If Lin Ming relied on some kind of props or exquisite skills to defeat him, the little old man wouldn't be too surprised. But just now,
Lin Ming killed his own sword energy in a complete head-on collision!
In a head-on collision, what matters is the thickness of the true essence, and whether the true essence is thick or not mainly depends on the cultivation level. How is it possible to suppress one's acquired late stage with the mid-stage pulse condensation!?
Lin Ming grinned. Since he had activated the power of the evil god, he planned to fight quickly, "Palace Master Bi, it's a pity that neither you nor Ouyang Boyan went to see the martial arts competition of the main sect. Hearing about it is always better than seeing it with your own eyes.
, so that Palace Master Bi, you made a wrong judgment, and you will pay a heavy price for this battle!"
"Hmph, you are talking nonsense!" How could the little old man be intimidated? He was about to overdraw part of his true energy and use the stronger Seventy-two Sword Killing Formation to kill Lin Ming in one fell swoop. But at this moment, his expression changed.
But something suddenly changed. On top of Lin Ming's spear, a wisp of red flames and a small piece of purple steel needle suddenly jumped out.
In the black night sky, these two tiny points of light were so inconspicuous. However, the moment he saw them, the little old man's dry eyes widened. Is this... could this be...
Impossible, it can’t be the fire spirit!
The little old man's face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe his own judgment, but he clearly felt the terrifying power of the fire in the tiny red flame.
"Absolutely impossible. With a dual-system system of thunder and fire, at the age of only sixteen, he controls a powerful thunder energy weapon and also controls the fire spirit. There will be no such person on this continent."
The little old man seemed to be hypnotizing himself, the corners of his mouth twitching and mumbling to himself.
"Do you think this is a thunder energy weapon?" Lin Ming smiled. He stretched out his palm, and the coiled dragon steel needle immediately jumped into his palm, spinning, "Palace Master Bi, open your eyes and take a closer look.
, is this a magic weapon made of thunder energy?"!~!
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