Chapter four hundred and twentieth death who block me
"Take my life? Hahaha!" Ouyang Boyan laughed loudly, "I'm just standing here, let's see how you take my life!"
Lin Ming sneered and said nothing. He shook the Zi Xuan gun, and the light flashed on the tip of the gun!
Walking towards Ouyang Boyan step by step, Lin Ming's momentum was gathering!
"Presumptuous! What kind of place do you think this is!" At this time, a bearded man took a step forward, holding a nine-foot stick. This man with beard was born in a second-grade sect. He was very talented and had a half-step innate cultivation.
However, due to limited conditions, he was trapped in this realm for ten years and failed to break through the innateness.
This time he came to seek refuge with Ouyang Boyan and prepared a large number of gifts. He wanted to see if he could sneak into the Hehuan Sect, practice the Hehuan Magic Skill, and find an opportunity to break through his innateness.
The bearded man wanted something from Ouyang Boyan, so he naturally came forward at this time to show his loyalty.
He didn't know Lin Ming at all, and he wouldn't notice Ouyang Ming's almost pity look not far behind him.
However, the bearded man was not stupid. Since the young man in front of him could ride on a phoenix, he might be stronger than himself. He waved his hand, and three more people jumped out behind him. Their cultivation levels were all at the peak of acquired skills.
They are all from the same sect, and they came together to join the Ouyang family this time.
"The four of us take action together, don't be polite, this guy is difficult to deal with." The bearded man said using true energy to transmit his voice.
"good!"
The four people had cooperated for a long time and had a tacit understanding. They took action almost at the same time, attacking Lin Ming's vital points from four directions, blocking all Lin Ming's dodge directions.
"roll!"
boom!
A terrifying wave of air erupted. Lin Ming did not take any action at all, but the momentum from his whole body exploded, and the ferocious true energy burst out wantonly. The fierce storm blew away the white marble floor tiles.
puff!
The four people spurted blood and flew backwards at the same time. Their bodies rolled more than ten feet like gourds on the ground. Two unlucky ones fell into the lake with a pop.
But Lin Ming didn't even move at all!
Everyone was shocked!
"What? Defeated four masters above the acquired peak level with one move? How did he do it?"
"One move? Are you sure Lin Ming made the move? I didn't see it! He didn't move at all, he just shouted 'get out'. These people were blown away by the momentum!" An acquired Qixuan Valley
The disciple said that he was quite strong and could see much more clearly than these second-grade sect disciples.
"Lin Ming?" The disciple of the second-grade sect was stunned. "What? You said that person is Lin Ming? Which Lin Ming?"
"Nonsense, of course it's Lin Ming who won the first place in the martial arts competition of our Qixuan Valley General Sect last time!"
As soon as these words came out, a series of gasping sounds were heard in the venue. At this time, no one cared to find out why Lin Ming was not dead. They were shocked by Lin Ming's strength.
Lin Ming is only seventeen years old!!
At the age of seventeen, not only is his cultivation advanced, but his strength is also abnormal to such an extent! With one word, four acquired peaks can fly away, and even half a step of innateness can be achieved. Compared with this, the so-called geniuses' fights before were just like children's fights.
, unsightly!
The warriors from the second-grade sects present only felt like they were in a dream. Is this a top genius? Can such a person exist in the world?
Liu Xuan of the Hongwu Sect looked at Lin Ming in the center of the field. His palms were already sweating. He had grown up with the aura of genius since he was a child. He was arrogant by nature. He originally thought that by chance, he entered the death of a mysterious master in the Southern Territory.
The cave he left behind had a great opportunity and was able to rank among the top geniuses, but now compared with Lin Ming, he is simply a joke.
He couldn't help but glance at Ouyang Ming on the main island, and saw that Ouyang Ming also looked very unnatural.
Although Ouyang Ming had long expected that these four people would not be able to threaten Lin Ming, but after all, the four of them came together. Moreover, they were also proficient in the art of combined attacks, so Lin Ming should have put some effort into it. Unexpectedly, Lin Ming just shouted one word
When it comes out, all four of them will fly away together!
Lin Ming's talent was even more terrifying than it was a year and a half ago! This made Ouyang Ming feel chills all over.
Lin Ming glanced at everyone present indifferently, and said with murderous intent in his eyes: "I will only show mercy this time, if anyone stops me again, I will die!"
The expressions of the elders of Qixuan Valley changed. Most of the elders present were in the early stages of Xiantian, and a few were still in the early stages of Xiantian. They could see the scene just now clearly, even though the four of them, the big bearded man, were young.
They were from a sect and their strength was average, but after all, their cultivation level was there. If they were replaced, they might not be able to win like Lin Ming!
This made them think that they did not dare to stop Lin Ming now!
Lin Ming held the Purple Hyun Spear and continued to move forward step by step. Thunder and flames flashed above the spear tip!
Ouyang Boyan's face was so dark that he could drip with water!
He finally understood the fact that maybe Lin Ming really had the capital to fight him!
Step by step forward, Lin Ming's momentum became stronger and stronger!
Ouyang Boyan felt the pressure, as if Lin Ming in front of him was like a god of death, and he was listening to the footsteps of the god of death getting closer and closer!
"How presumptuous! Do you really think that there is no one in our Hehuan Sect?"
At this moment, a dull voice sounded in the center of the field like a twilight drum and a morning bell. An old man in white swayed and appeared on the square. He was the elder of the Hehuan Sect, Ou Yangguang, who was at the peak of the middle stage of Xiantian cultivation!
This banquet was also to celebrate his concubinage. He was also the protagonist of the banquet, so naturally he would not allow his banquet to be ruined by others.
Lin Ming looked at Ouyang Yang coldly, "You want to stop me?"
"It's a joke, this is our Hehuan Sect, how can we let you do this? Do you really think that you are invincible and you want to kill me?"
Lin Ming swung Zi Xuan's spear horizontally and said coldly: "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Lin Ming had no favorable impression of the Hehuan Sect to begin with. Not to mention what the Hehuan Sect had done in the past, this time alone, if Ouyang Boyan dealt with Qin Xingxuan, how could he have suppressed Qin Ziya if it had not been through the Hehuan Sect's network?
The Hehuan Sect was a scourge in the Qixuan region. It was full of scum. Lin Ming was not a murderous person. But he would not have the slightest idea of killing the scum of the Hehuan Sect.
"You are really an arrogant young man who doesn't know whether to live or die! If you can crush a few warriors of the same level with your post-acquired cultivation, you think you are invincible. Today I will let you see what the strength of an innate warrior is!"
Ouyang Yangyang shouted loudly. The true energy in his body burst out, and the purple true energy poured out from the Dantian, the Dantian of the innate warrior. The true energy contained in it condensed into a cyclone, which was richer and purer than that of the acquired warrior.
The scorching purple flames instantly condensed into a purple bone spear in Ouyang Yang's hand. Waves of ghostly cries came from the spear body.
This is the purple flame bone spear in the book. Lin Ming has seen it many times before. However, compared with what he has seen before, the bone spear in Ouyang Yang's hand is extremely thick, and the head of the bone spear is condensed into a ghost head pattern, which looks extremely ferocious.
"Junior, suffer death!"
Ouyang Yang threw the bone spear in his hand, targeting Lin Ming's abdomen. He did not dare to kill Lin Ming, but he would never make it easy for Lin Ming.
The ghost skull spear is as fast as lightning, with a blurry afterimage and a long purple flaming tail. The sharp blast of air is mixed with the shrill ghost cry, almost piercing a person's eardrum.
Lin Ming's expression was as usual. His eyes were cold, and the green primeval energy all over his body was shooting out like flames. You could clearly hear the sound of the extremely sharp primeval energy piercing the air.
"Evil God Thunder Spirit!"
Lin Ming thrust out a spear, thunder roared, thick purple arcs, mixed with bright red lightning as red as blood, and lightning as thick as a giant python, whirled and collided with the Purple Flame Bone Spear!
The power of thunder is designed to defeat evil spirits!
When the Evil God Thunder Spirit collided with the Purple Flame Bone Spear, only the sound of "chichichichi" was heard, and the Purple Flame Bone Spear dissipated instantly like ice and snow falling into a furnace!
The power of thunder continues unabated, and with the sound of rolling thunder, it comes straight towards Ouyang Yang!
Ouyang Yangguang was shocked, and the audience was also horrified. How could this be possible?
Everyone had expected that Lin Ming had the strength of an innate warrior, but he couldn't defeat Ou Yangguang's killing move so easily!
"Some of the power of thunder is designed to defeat ghosts and evil things. Elder Ouyang doesn't know this?"
Lin Ming's voice was a bit joking, but the attack in his hand did not slow down at all. After the Evil God Thunder Spirit was sacrificed, Lin Ming's gun turned and the Falling Star Fire exploded——
"A prairie fire begins!"
With the thunder in front and the flame behind him, Lin Ming brought the power of thunder and fire to its fullest.
Ou Yangguang's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted loudly. The air around him quickly distorted, and the floor tiles under his feet were instantly burned red. He grabbed out his hands, and Ou Yangguang's whole body seemed to be shrouded in a blood mist. "Blood Devil's Claw!"
As the blood light flourished, the red blood claws were shot out. This was the sixth level of skill, which was almost 90% of Ouyang Yang's strength!
Lin Ming smiled. They were originally demonic martial arts. Zhang Guanyu used the Absolute Bone Sword, Ouyang Dihuā's Soul-Exhausting Blood Skeleton, Ouyang Zifeng's Purple Flame Bone Spear, and now Ouyang Yang's Blood Devil's Claw, all of them are of this type.
, each attack consumes one's own Qi and blood, so it is necessary to make up for one's own deficit through dual cultivation of Yuan Yin Qi.
If this kind of technique falls into Lin Ming's hands, you will only be unlucky.
"Blood-killing evil thunder!"
With a flash of lightning in Lin Ming's hand, the giant lightning python turned into a crimson color. It was a blood-killing evil thunder that specialized in sucking blood essence!
"Crack!"
The giant red light python opened its mouth and bit the blood demon's claw directly, swallowing it in one gulp!
What!
Ouyang Yang couldn't believe his eyes.
However, at this time he couldn't help but be shocked. The purple flame beam and the power of thunder came to him at the same time!
Ouyang Yang drew out his long sword and slashed it down!
"boom!"
The thunder python, which had been weakened twice, was chopped into pieces by Ou Yangguang's sword, but the falling star fire hit Ou Yangguang's body-protecting essence firmly.
The unique corrosive power of the Falling Star Fire directly tore dozens of small gaps in Ouyang Yang's body-protecting essence. The flames full of corrosive power poured into the meridians of Ouyang Yang's body. Ouyang Yang's body was shaken, his nostrils were bleeding, and his face was pale.
pale!
Seeing this scene, all the warriors in the field fell into silence. Ou Yangyang, who was at the peak of the middle stage of Xiantian, was injured after just a few rounds of fighting!?
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