Ouyang Shenxiu stood in the center of the field, looking at Lin Ming indifferently, but at some point, a faint black aura began to appear on his face, covering his face, making it difficult to see, leaving only a black mist.
Those pair of light red eyes burst out with wisps of cold light, making people feel fearful.
"Kakaka!"
Ouyang Shenxiu clenched his fists, and purple flames ignited on both fists, similar to the purple flame bone spear Ouyang Yang used before.
"What? Master Ouyang doesn't use a sword?"
On each small island, a disciple of the Hehuan Sect said in surprise. The people of the Hehuan Sect all use swords. Those who use swords attack with bare hands, and the power is naturally much weaker.
After all, Ouyang Shenxiu was still afraid of Divine Phoenix Island. Since he knew that he couldn't kill Lin Ming, he might as well not use the sword and only use his fists and sword fingers to attack. This kind of humility could be seen by everyone.
Easily defeating Lin Ming without using a sword would also reflect his masterful demeanor. No one would say that he bullies the small with his strength, but would instead say that he is powerful and unfathomable.
This was Ouyang Shenxiu's plan. If he defeated Lin Ming, he would have to use all his moves and create a huge momentum. Even if he won, his face would be disgraced.
On the small island, another Hehuan Sect disciple rolled his eyes at the disciple who had spoken before, "What do you know? Sect Master Ouyang is giving in to Lin Ming. The Sect Master is so graceful, and he still holds back under such circumstances.
I hope Lin Ming will know what is good and not be unreasonable, otherwise the sect master will not mind teaching him a lesson."
"So that's it! As expected of the sect leader."
The low-level disciples couldn't help but praise him one after another. As the only person in the entire Hehuan Sect who has practiced the "Hehuan Divine Art" to the seventh level, Ouyang Shenxiu's status in the hearts of ordinary disciples is like a god.
"Don't draw your sword?" Lin Ming raised the corner of his mouth.
Ouyang Shenxiu sneered. Although his attack power was slightly weaker without a sword, his sword finger was not so easy to pick up. If he thought that he could take it lightly without a sword, it would be a big mistake.
Ten thousand shadow fingers!
Ouyang Shenxiu popped his finger, and thousands of purple beams of light flew towards him, like a violent storm.
Lin Ming shook his spear. His bones all over his body exploded, and he used 30% of his marrow-tempering essence to start a prairie fire!
"call!"
A raging stream of flames swept up. The strong wind blew Lin Ming's long hair away, and the flames hit the purple beam, making a crackling sound. The flames and purple light melted into each other, and exploded one after another!
Ouyang Shenxiu's sword finger made a sharp whistling sound. Lin Ming swam upstream, his marrow-tempered true energy bursting to 50%. The power of a single shot was as powerful as breaking a bamboo!
The sword fingers were immediately shredded by the flames.
"Huh?" Ouyang Shenxiu frowned slightly, and the fingers intertwined together, becoming more dense!
"call out!"
A ray of green light that seemed to swallow everything shot out. Lin Ming's spear shook, and the shadow of a blue dragon appeared behind him. The spear pierced Ouyang Shenxiu's chest.
The sound of gas explosion is like rolling thunder.
With the power of this spear, tens of thousands of vibrating essences burst out and locked the void. Ouyang Shenxiu felt that the space he was in suddenly tightened, and the powerful sense of oppression made his momentum distort.
Seeing that the tip of Senhan's spear had pierced his chest, Ouyang Shenxiu's expression finally changed. He stretched out his hand and a red light gradually solidified in his hand, turning into a four-foot long sword.
"Boom!"
Ouyang Shenxiu slashed hard at the tip of Lin Ming's spear! If the sword and spear collided head-on, the sword would suffer in the first place!
Lin Ming grinned ferociously and unleashed all his marrow tempering power!
The violent power of thunder and fire, mixed with all the quenching essence, erupted like a volcano.
"Boom!"
When the spear and sword met, Ouyang Shenxiu felt as if his sword had struck a mountain. A chaotic energy flow rushed into his body, causing his blood to condense. His body swayed suddenly, and immediately he
He was thrown backwards by Lin Ming's unstoppable spear force!
Lin Ming's impact was extremely fast, and Ouyang Shenxiu retreated extremely quickly. From the outside, it was Lin Ming who shot Ouyang Shenxiu away with one shot!
Lin Ming shot Ouyang Shenxiu straight into the sky, and Ouyang Shenxiu's eyes were bloodshot.
Ahhhhh——
"Crush it for me!"
Ouyang Shenxiu shouted loudly, and purple flames erupted all over his body. The strength of an innate master finally burst out. Under the impact of this powerful force, Lin Ming's offensive finally collapsed!
His body was blown away by the air current. Lin Ming pointed his toes and landed leisurely in the center of the field like a fluttering feather. His spear was pointed directly at Ouyang Shenxiu who was stranded in the sky.
The entire audience fell into silence, and the Hehuan Sect disciples who had complimented Ouyang Shenxiu so much before stopped talking.
Ouyang Shenxiu was shot away!
"Is Lin Ming's strength similar to Ouyang Shenxiu?"
An elder from a second-level sect said in shock. Although it seemed that Lin Ming had suppressed Ouyang Shenxiu just now, in fact, Ouyang Shenxiu had not used weapons before and attacked in a hurry, which was why this result was achieved. So in this second-level sect,
In the opinion of the sect elders, Lin Ming and Ouyang Shenxiu may be about the same strength.
"How is it possible? Sect Master Ouyang used less than half of his power in just one move!" the disciples of Hehuan Sect said stubbornly. In their eyes, Ouyang Shenxiu is invincible. "Just wait and see, our sect leader's "Hehuan Divine Art" Chapter 1
Once the seventh level is used, the color of the world will change, and Lin Ming, this kid, will definitely not be able to stop it!"
"Hmph! Not to mention Lin Ming, even if Jiang Wuji comes, he has to be careful!"
The disciples of the Hehuan Sect held their breath in their hearts, but the disciples of other small sects didn't really believe it. It could be seen from their suspicious eyes.
At this time, Lin Ming in the center of the field was like the sea, giving people an unfathomable feeling. Maybe Ouyang Shenxiu's seventh level of "Hehuan Magic" was indeed unparalleled in power, but who knew if Lin Ming also had reservations?
Since the opponent dares to attack Qixuan Valley single-handedly and take Ouyang Boyan's life, I'm afraid he must have more than this strength!
Ouyang Shenxiu's face was dull. Before, he had only pointed with his sword, but when he used the first move, not only did he not suppress Lin Ming, but he was forced out of his sword by Lin Ming and flew backwards more than ten feet away.
This kid is at least at the peak of late Xiantian cultivation, and may even be...
Ouyang Shenxiu's expression changed when he thought of this. Impossible!
Is the later stage of acquired life comparable to the ultimate stage of innate life?
He couldn't accept this conclusion. He himself was an innate person with the highest level of cultivation. If he had the same strength as a kid with a late acquired level, that would be too sad! He couldn't accept it!
No matter what Lin Ming's strength is, there is no doubt that he was clumsy in the previous fight with Ou Yangyang and the others!
Ouyang Shenxiu stared at Lin Ming intensely. He had said before that after three moves, no matter life or death, he would not be blamed for the matter. But if after three moves, Lin Ming was not only unscathed, but could also fight back, then he would have an old face.
It was all lost.
This kid!
Ouyang Shenxiu's eyes grew colder, and he turned the long sword in his hand lightly. With a soft sound of "Hoo!", Ouyang Shenxiu's long sword ignited with purple flames. Just a moment later, the purple flame shrank and solidified.
It stuck to the long sword and turned into a thin layer of purple crystal. This sword became an amethyst sword.
"It's the Purple Flame Crystal!" the Hehuan Sect disciples on the island shouted happily.
Purple Flame Crystal, this is a magical power that can only be obtained by practicing the "Acacia Magic Art" to the seventh level. If you practice the "Acacia Magic Art" to the seventh level, you can stay youthful and your yang essence will not fade. Although it is impossible in nature.
Extending one's lifespan while maintaining the yang essence is already a great temptation for many Hehuan Sect disciples.
Currently, in the entire Hehuan Sect, only Ouyang Shenxiu has practiced the "Hehuan Divine Art" to the seventh level. This is why Ouyang Shenxiu still looks like a middle-aged man even though he is three or four hundred years old.
"Purple flames transformed into crystals, and the sect leader finally used the seventh level of the "Hehuan Divine Art"."
As the amethyst sword came out, the Hehuan Sect disciples all felt elated. They were so aggrieved when Ouyang Shenxiu was shot away by Lin Ming just now.
"Haha, the sect leader finally took action!"
"Purple Flame Crystal, let's see how this guy can block it this time!"
The seventh level of "Hehuan Magic Kung" has been used, which means that Ouyang Shenxiu no longer holds back.
Lin Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. After Ouyang Shenxiu used the amethyst sword, the evil energy on the purple flame disappeared and turned into pure energy.
"Can practicing the "Hehuan Shen Gong" to the highest level allow Yin Xie's energy to return to its original state? This technique does have some merits."
Lin Mingping raised the Purple Hyun Spear and fell silent. He had reserved his strength before just for this moment of fighting. Lin Ming's explosive power was very strong, but it could not last for long. After all, he did not have enough cultivation. The true essence and quenching essence in his dantian
Yuan Jiajia is far less powerful than the innate master Ninghou. He must ensure that he is in the best condition when facing Ouyang Shenxiu.
Purple rays of light gathered over and condensed on Ouyang Shenxiu's long sword. The whole sword was so bright that it was dazzling. Following a ghost moaning sound, more than a dozen purple rays of light shot up into the sky from Ouyang Shenxiu's body. All the rays of light,
They were all attracted by Ouyang Shenxiu's sword and stabbed straight at Lin Ming.
The sound seemed to disappear in an instant. This sword formed a perfect "momentum". The strange sword swallowed up the sound, and there was an elusive artistic conception hidden in it!
"What a terrifying sword. This Ouyang Shenxiu has not only practiced the "Hehuan Magic Art" to the extreme, but also has such a profound understanding of the sword. Let's see how Lin Ming can block it!" On the pavilion in the middle of the lake, there were many heads of aristocratic families with extraordinary eyesight.
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Facing Ouyang Shenxiu's all-out attack, Lin Ming's expression remained normal, but his true energy had already reached its peak.
The gap between the realms of a warrior becomes larger as the warrior reaches a higher level. In the late stage of Pulse Condensation, Lin Ming's peak strength was comparable to that of a first-time innate person. However, he was not naive enough to think that after he rose to a higher realm, he would be comparable to the Xuan Dan.
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Facing Ouyang Shenxiu's full blow, Lin Ming didn't give in at all.
The power of the evil god, activate!
After a year of training in the Divine Phoenix Secret Realm, the power of the evil god that reached the second level has completely exploded!