Lin Ming's strength was beyond the understanding of the warriors present. The geniuses who had previously displayed their skills at the banquet originally felt good about themselves, but compared with Lin Ming, they were simply despairing.
Lin Ming was younger than most of them here, but the difference in strength was huge. How could they live with this?
At this time, Ou Yangyang, the elder of the Hehuan Sect, who was sitting in the center of the square, had blood coming from his nostrils and his face was red. He had spoken too much before, saying that he wanted to show Lin Ming what the strength of an innate warrior was. But now, he was defeated with just a few moves.
The beating made his nose bleed.
In front of a group of juniors, Ou Yangguang's old face was completely humiliated!
Lin Ming flicked his spear, and the purple spear pointed directly at Ouyang Yang's eyebrows. On the tip of the spear, an electric light flashed!
Ouyang Yang's face has turned the color of pig's liver, he's going too far!!
For a "respectable" person like Ou Yangguang, the most important thing is his face, and now he is being provoked by a junior with a gun pointed at his nose!
The most terrible thing is that there is nothing he can do to Lin Ming. If he rushes forward again, the result will be the same!
This is more than just a slap in the face, it is simply a naked slap in the face!
"Okay! Okay!" Ouyang Yang was trembling with anger, "Why are you still standing there, why don't you take down this arrogant person!"
Ou Yangguang no longer cared about his face at this time. With a wave of his hand, the elders of the Hehuan Sect came forward.
At this time, the Hehuan Sect's brand name was almost demolished by Lin Ming, so he had to bite the bullet and keep going. If he didn't, the Hehuan Sect would no longer have to hang out in the Qixuan area.
There were five Hehuan Sect elders who came to attend this banquet. Except for Ouyang Yangguang and Ouyang Boyan, the rest were in the early stages of Xiantian.
Five elders besieged a junior. Not to mention the disciples of Hehuan Sect, even the warriors from other small sects felt their faces burning for them.
Ouyang Ming felt like he was sitting on pins and needles when he saw this scene in the middle of the field. He couldn't stand it any longer. "Send a message to the sect master and ask him to come out! Otherwise, our Hehuan Sect may be dismantled by Lin Ming!"
Ouyang Ming said helplessly, he was completely numb to Lin Ming. A year and a half ago, Lin Ming defeated Jiang Boyun at the peak of pulse condensation at the early stage of pulse condensation. Although it was amazing, he could still accept it.
But now, he defeated Ouyang Yang, who was in the middle stage of Xiantian, in the late stage of Houtian. This is simply unbelievable.
Now, he wants to fight against the five elders on his own!
Lin Ming, Lin Ming, how strong do you have to be before you are willing to give up?
"Extreme Blood Skeleton!"
In the center of the square, Ouyang Boyan also joined the battle. He used the Soul-Destroying Blood Skeleton move, and the scorching purple flames spread over half of the square.
Behind Ouyang Boyan, two newly promoted elders of the Hehuan Sect used the Juesheng White Bone Sword to block all Lin Ming's dodge directions!
Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Yangguang used the Purple Flame Bone Spear again, and the blazing purple flames blended with Ouyang Boyan's soul-killing blood skeleton. It swept down overwhelmingly!
The blood wave surged into the sky, and the void seemed to be torn apart. The five elders went all out as soon as they took action!
At this time, their face was already on the line. If they couldn't take down Lin Ming, their Hehuan Sect would lose even more face!
The combined attack of the five innate elders was so powerful that the warriors present felt their blood surge all over their bodies, as if they were about to be attracted by the blood soul energy in the center of the field and burst out of their bodies. It was indescribably uncomfortable!
Many warriors had to use all their strength to protect their bodies in order to withstand the erosion of the blood soul energy.
"Too strong!"
"It is worthy of the joint attack of the five innate elders. The momentum is so strong, how can it be blocked from the front?"
Facing such a violent attack, Lin Ming's face darkened, and his quenching essence exploded!
Above the Zi Xuan Spear, the Evil God Thunder Spirit and the Evil God Fire Spirit were roaring crazily. As Lin Ming's body bones made a series of explosions, behind Lin Ming, a solid blue dragon phantom emerged out of thin air, spitting flames and thunder.
Howl!
Crazy true energy erupted like a volcano!
Kill with thunder and fire!
Boom!
Lin Ming thrust out a spear, and the terrifying roar of thunder and fire and the sound of air explosions echoed in the air. Time seemed to have stopped at that moment, and the sun lost its color in an instant!
The dazzling flash obscured everyone's vision. At that moment, everyone was collectively deafened. The power of fire and thunder swept out wantonly. The lake water was stirred up into huge waves several feet high. The nearby pavilions and domes were completely blown away. The banquet was
The table was turned into a mess! The nearby warriors were also rushed away! Some weak ones were directly rushed to the point where they vomited blood on the spot.
The competition square is located on the main island, and most of the disciples here are Hehuan Sect disciples, so they bear the brunt of the misfortune. However, those warriors from the small sects, because of insufficient status, are all on the surrounding islands, but they escaped this time.
Secretly calling luck.
"Plop! Plop!"
More than a dozen Hehuan Sect disciples were blown away by the air waves and fell into the lake. The entire main island was in chaos!
After the light flashed, only three people were still standing in the messy square, Lin Ming, Ouyang Boyan, and Ouyang Yangguang.
As for the other three elders of the Hehuan Sect who were in the early stage of Xiantian, they were already lying on the ground covered in blood, their life and death unknown.
The power of one shot knocked down three innate elders!
Seeing this scene, the warriors present gasped. Behind Qin Ziya, Qin Xingxuan watched all this blankly. She had long known that Lin Ming was very strong, but she did not expect that she was so strong. No wonder Lin Ming
Dare to kill the Hehuan Sect of Qixuan Valley with your own strength.
Lin Ming held the Purple Hyun Spear, pointing the tip of the spear diagonally at the ground. His long hair was flying wildly in the strong wind formed by the raging true energy. At this time, he was like a god of war.
Facing Lin Ming like this, Ouyang Yang unconsciously took a few steps back, his lips trembling, and he already had deep fear in his heart.
Is this really human power? At the age of seventeen, one person can fight against five innate elders! And he also seriously injured three of them!
"Die!" Lin Ming did not intend to give them any chance to breathe. He stepped on the ground with his feet, raised his body, and stabbed Ouyang Boyan with a spear!
Ouyang Boyan, who had always been gloomy, now had a look of fear on his face. He realized that if he had a bad day today, he might really die here!
Under the threat of death, Ouyang Boyan punched himself in the heart, forcing out a blood arrow and spraying it on his sword. The originally blue sword absorbed the blood and turned into a strange blood red.
This is a killing move in the "Hehuan Magic Art" that is performed at the expense of one's own cultivation and blood essence! Once used, it will be difficult to recover within a year. It will also cause permanent loss of one's own essence and blood.
Ouyang Boyan does not have Suzaku essence and blood, nor does he have the secret skill of transplanting essence and blood like Shenhuang Island. The loss of essence and blood is a loss. It cannot be compensated!
After using such a killing move that depleted his cultivation and longevity, Ouyang Boyan's face turned ferocious and sickly red, as if he was possessed by a demon.
Ouyang Boyan hated Lin Ming so much that he wished he could kill him quickly!
"Lin Ming, go to hell!"
When the sword slashed down, the blade became more and more bright red, making a vague buzzing sound, the sword energy roared, and the blood wave surged into the sky.
Crack!
Ouyang Boyan stabbed out with his sword. The long red sword stirred up a red storm. The messy bricks and stones under his feet shattered again and were swept up by the sword wind, forming a long red dragon and heading straight towards Lin Ming.
Lin Ming sneered. The evil steel needle merged into the Zixuan gun, the gun and thunder merged into one, and the electric snake danced wildly!
"Blood-killing evil thunder!"
As soon as the spear was thrust out, Lin Ming's bones made a crackling sound. The Zixuan Spear, carrying a thick red electric python, roared and hit the bloody storm.
"Boom boom boom!"
A series of explosions. The bloody storm was continuously crushed by lightning. At the same time, the red electric python was also being melted. Ouyang Boyan's blow at the cost of burning his own essence and blood, but he was evenly matched with Lin Ming!
"Um?"
Lin Ming was a little surprised. Immediately, he turned his gun, and the blood evil lightning suddenly shrank into the evil god steel needle, which penetrated the face and penetrated directly into the bloody storm.
The attacks of Lin Ming and Ouyang Boyan crossed each other, and the bloody storm, which had no remaining power, rushed in front of Lin Ming and was completely burned by the surging fire of falling stars.
At the same time, the Evil God Steel Needle also rushed in front of Ouyang Boyan!
Ouyang Boyan saw a flash of light, and was shocked. His body-protecting essence moved to the extreme, and countless purple flames appeared on his body, protecting his whole body.
At this moment, the purple and red Evil God Steel Needle stabbed the purple flame unceremoniously, and tiny electric arcs shot out, pricking the purple flame with holes in it in an instant.
At that moment, Ouyang Boyan's soul came out, and he clearly felt the breath of death.
The body-protecting essence only resisted for a moment, and was completely disintegrated by the power of thunder. At the critical moment, Ouyang Boyan screamed wildly and grabbed the Evil God Steel Needle with one hand.
"Ahhh!"
Ouyang Boyan stretched out his left hand and grabbed the Evil God's Steel Needle. His entire left hand was instantly scorched, and the energy and blood in his left arm were quickly absorbed into the Evil God's Thunder Spirit along the meridians. In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Boyan's left hand was burned.
The arms shriveled up.
Ouyang Boyan's eyes were filled with blood. He cut off his left arm with a sword. Blood spurted out, and with a snap, his half-dried arm fell to the ground like a piece of dried bacon.
Seeing this scene, the audience was completely silent and their arms were broken!
Ouyang Boyan is disabled!
Serious injury and disability are completely different concepts. Many times, for a warrior, breaking off one of his arms is not much better than killing him!
Before, many people subconsciously thought that this would be a farce with big thunder and small rain. Although Lin Ming stole the show, he might not be able to do anything to Ouyang Boyan in the end. But now it seems that this banquet is bound to turn into a farce.
A real shopping spree!
Lin Ming sneered and used his broken arm to stop the flow of essence and blood. This warrior of the Hehuan Sect is really decisive in order to survive, but how will you stop it next time?
With a flexion of his finger, the evil steel needle that had been completely emasculated began to tremble again, roaring towards Ouyang Boyan!
At this time, Ouyang Boyan's hair was disheveled, his left arm was broken at the root, and many parts of his body were blackened and dripping with blood. Seeing the evil steel needle flying towards him again, there was already a look of despair in his eyes.
As long as one needle pricks Ouyang Boyan, he will die!
At this moment, a loud shout came, like rolling thunder, "Stop!"
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