Of course, Lian Shiyu would not think that his speed could match Lin Ming, but relatively speaking, chasing him was the most difficult. If he were Lin Ming, he would have given priority to killing the other three old men, otherwise chasing him would have delayed too much.
time, the other three may have run away by then.
As long as Lin Ming did not choose to chase him, then in a little while, the three great demons who had no idea what they were doing would surely arrive, and he would be safe by then.
This is his only chance of survival.
Thinking like this, Shi Yu even ran away without looking back, and at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of real energy whistling through the air behind him.
An overwhelming murderous aura enveloped the sky.
"No!"
Lian Shiyu felt despair in his heart. He had never imagined that Lin Ming would catch up with him in less than five breaths due to the speed he was so proud of!
In front of Lin Ming, his so-called speed became a complete joke!
Giving priority to pursuing the fastest one, Lin Ming undoubtedly planned to annihilate all four of them.
Despair is despair. When on the verge of death, a person can often unleash his greatest potential.
When Lin Ming's murderous aura enveloped him, Lian Shiyu suddenly turned around and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the thick-backed sword. The entire sword turned into a blazing blood red. Strong winds blew, and the true essence roared. Lian Shiyu
He roared wildly and swung his sword at Lin Ming.
Soul-slaying knife!
The Soul-Slaying Knife, which is powered by one's own essence and blood, can not only strike out with material attacks but also destroy people's souls with one strike.
This is a technique that can hurt others and yourself. Even if you hit the opponent, your soul will be seriously injured. He had to practice for a while, and Lian Shiyu would use it at this time. He had no choice but to do it because he discovered Lin Ming's defense.
The power is too abnormal.
With the body-protecting essence and the Demon Emperor's armor, coupled with Lin Ming's body defense, ordinary material attacks were ineffective against him. Even the Sky-Splitting Sword of the old man named Yan only slightly injured Lin Ming.
Since physical attacks are ineffective, even Shiyu can only use the Soul-Slaying Knife.
This was a sword that only attacked but did not defend. Lian Shiyu knew very well that his attack with Lin Ming would fail sooner or later, so he could only use this method of dying together to let Lin Ming know that he was a tough nut to crack, forcing Lin Ming to give up the pursuit.
He went to kill the other three first.
Facing this menacing sword, Lin Ming's heart moved. Was the spirit attacking?
He felt the power of this sword, and he could only block it if he wanted to avoid being hit.
However, once he blocks, his speed will inevitably stagnate for a very short time. But Lian Shiyu can use this impact force to distance himself from him.
In this case, it will take a few more breaths to chase him again.
At this time, time was running out, and he had to make a quick decision without retreating. Otherwise, if the time was delayed for a long time, it would be very difficult to chase the other people. After all, this was someone else's territory. Once reinforcements arrived, they would become more and more fierce.
The more troublesome it is.
With a spear in his hand, Lin Ming faced Lian Shiyu's soul-slaying knife. On the barrel of the gun, the artistic conception of flames and the laws of space were intertwined, and the bronze war spirit was poured into it, buried in the sky!
He stabbed Lian Shiyu without hesitation, not caring about the opponent's attack.
"What!?"
Lian Shiyu was horrified. He had no idea that Lin Ming would ignore the threat of death and continue to attack!
When warriors compete, they are very afraid of encountering a ruthless person who is desperate for his life, especially when this ruthless person is so powerful that he is abnormal!
It was too late to block, Lian Shiyu shouted loudly, all the energy was concentrated on the blade, his eyes flashed with a crazy scarlet color, "Let's die together!"
He has sufficient confidence in the soul attack of the Soul-Slaying Sword. Five hundred years ago, when Lian Shiyu was still a third-level life-destroying master, he relied on this move to kill a fourth-level life-destroying master.
The spear and the Soul-Slaying Knife crossed each other. Lin Ming stabbed the opponent in the chest with a spear. The Soul-Slaying Knife also struck hard at his waist, trying to cut him off!
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
The two people's body-protecting essence exploded at the same time, and Lian Shiyu's body was pierced by Lin Ming without any suspense, causing blood to flow freely.
Although Lian Shiyu avoided the critical point of his heart at the last moment, the raging true energy still damaged his internal organs. Such injuries were no less severe than those of Hall Master Situ.
Lin Ming also felt a sharp pain in his waist, and a strong force came from him, which made his chest feel tight and almost vomited blood. At the same time, the turbulent energy flow rushed along his body into the sea of spirit, turning into a blood-red weapon.
The thick-backed sword was going to cut Lin Ming's spiritual sea into two pieces!
Lian Shiyu was a master on the Destiny Ranking. The soul attack he launched at the cost of injuring his own soul and burning his blood essence was naturally extremely terrifying. What's more, Lin Ming resisted the Soul-Slaying Knife without any resistance, and the soul attack hit all the targets.
!
Lin Ming's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his reincarnation martial intention was circulating!
The black vortex swirled upwards, and together with the green war spirit, they faced the blood-red sword.
Click, click, click!
The black vortex collided with the blood-red sword, and the energy continued to melt!
"This boy really withstood my soul-slaying knife!"
Seeing that Lin Ming's movements were slightly stiff, Lian Shiyu's face was distorted because he was penetrated by the spear, and there was a hint of ferocity in the corner of his mouth. Although he was seriously injured, he believed that Lin Ming's condition would only be worse than him. The power of the Soul-Slaying Knife
He knew very well that even if he could withstand the physical attack, he could not withstand the collision of the soul.
When masters compete with each other, the loss of concentration caused by trauma to the soul is often a fatal result!
Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
Lian Shiyu endured the severe pain in his chest, ignored the trauma to his body's meridians, and forced his true energy to circulate, preparing to launch a second knife attack to cut off Lin Ming's neck!
Even if Lin Ming was wearing the Demon Emperor's armor, his neck would not be covered. In addition, Lin Ming's mind was lost and his body's protective essence was at its lowest point. As long as this sword was cut down, his body would definitely be dismembered.
"I won!!"
The sword light suddenly appeared, and Lian Shiyu raised the sword above his head with both hands, about to strike it down, but at this moment, Lin Ming's eyes suddenly burst out with a cold light, like lightning flashing across the night!
Wha...what?
Lian Shiyu was locked by this gaze and suddenly felt that the flow of time around him slowed down, and his body suddenly lost the ability to move.
A green light flashed, and the spear in Lin Ming's hand stabbed out like a poisonous snake. It pierced Lian Shiyu's heart.
"puff!"
The body-protecting essence is torn apart like a bad painting, the heart is broken, and blood spurts out!
Lin Ming's shot crushed Lian Shiyu's heart cleanly!
At this time, Lian Shiyu's sword was still hanging in the air, but he could no longer cut it down.
Lian Shiyu spat out blood, and his chest was in severe pain. The force of Lin Ming's shot stabbed a blood hole as big as the mouth of a bowl. Connected to the original wounds around him, Lian Shiyu's sight slowly
Blurred...
He couldn't believe that his soul-slaying knife struck the opponent firmly without causing any substantial trauma.
"How could... be like this..." Lian Shiyu looked at Lin Ming blankly, his pupils gradually dilated.
"Sorry, I am also confident in my soul's defense..."
This was the last sound Lian Shiyu heard. The next moment, his head rose into the sky, and his already tattered body fell down like a dead dog.
Lian Shiyu died!
Lin Ming put away the Sumeru Ring without making any pause. He stepped on the Golden Peng Breaking the Void Body Technique and went straight after the old man surnamed Sun!
At this time, the old man surnamed Sun had fled nearly a hundred miles away. He was very happy. The person Lin Ming was chasing at the beginning was not him. As long as he did not choose him, he would have enough confidence to escape. Now he saw that he had fled such a long distance.
, he felt much more at peace.
"If I fly out for dozens of miles, then change direction, drop to escape the light, sneak into the mountains and forests, and gather my aura, he will definitely not be able to find me."
This thought crossed the mind of the old man surnamed Sun, but at this moment, he heard the fierce whistling of air behind him, getting closer and louder.
"What!?"
The old man surnamed Sun suddenly turned around, only to see Lin Ming, covered in blood, coming towards him with a spear in his hand. His speed was more than twice as fast as his own!
"How could it be so fast! He has already killed Situ and Lian Shiyu!?"
The old man surnamed Sun has died, and it has only been a few dozen breaths! The four masters of the destiny list of the Shura Kingdom branch are also strong and weak. Lian Shiyu is the strongest, followed by the old man surnamed Yan, Hall Master Situ and
The old man named Sun is the weakest.
The old man surnamed Sun was very self-aware. If Lin Ming could kill Lian Shiyu in such a short time, killing him would be as easy as tearing paper.
Lin Ming's terrifying extreme speed made the old man surnamed Sun give up the idea of continuing to escape on the spot. Moreover, the meridians in his right hand were burned and he could only use his left hand. His fighting power was only 60 to 70% of his usual strength. The possibility of winning a fight with Lin Ming was zero.
"Lin Lanjian, don't kill me, I can give you 70% of the wealth accumulated by my sect!"
"Go to hell."
Lin Minggen was too lazy to talk nonsense with the old man surnamed Sun, and swung his spear in his hand and cut the old man surnamed Sun's throat.
The old man surnamed Sun let out a scream and struck Lin Ming with a desperate sword. However, he only held the sword in his left hand, so how could he possibly defeat Lin Ming's spear.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the old man surnamed Sun vomited blood and flew backwards. Lin Ming chased after him and hit the rainbow!
"Tsk!"
The old man surnamed Sun lost his sword and his entire left arm was bloody and bloody!
The tip of the spear turned, cutting through the body-protecting essence of the old man named Sun, and shot straight through the Dantian!
The true essence exploded, and the war spirit strangled the revolving core of the old man named Sun. Lin Ming grabbed the old man named Sun's Sumeru Ring with one hand and continued to hunt down the last injured master of the Destiny List.
Lin Ming had already left the mark of the battle spirit on everyone before. Generally, warriors must be in the Divine Sea realm to master the battle spirit. Although these four old men are all on the destiny list, their potential is not great. None of them can understand the battle spirit.
, it is impossible to unlock the battle spirit mark.
In just a few dozen breaths, Lin Ming returned to the Pituo Mountain branch. At this time, the place was in a mess, and all the low-level warriors had fled.
"Are you hiding?" Lin Ming sneered. The old man surnamed Yan was seriously injured. He knew that he couldn't run away, so hiding was the most correct choice. Unfortunately, he met Lin Ming.
"Boom!"
Lin Ming swept the hall in front of him with one shot. After the wall collapsed, the pale face and dull eyes of the old man surnamed Yan were revealed. Lin Ming was about to kill him with one shot, but at this moment, a feeling suddenly rose in his heart.
The premonition of danger shot out of the body like a conditioned reflex.
"puff!"
A ray of spear light pierced the place where Lin Mingyuan was standing. The rocky ground shattered like glass, and an unfathomable hole appeared out of thin air.
"who!?"
Lin Ming laid out his spear and was on full alert.
(I made a mentally retarded mistake in the last chapter. I spelled the last name of Hall Master Situ wrong. The main reason is that after I finished writing a chapter, I spent half an hour correcting, deleting, and adding new paragraphs. My brain was short-circuited.
Because I wrote about Ouyang too many times in the Qixuan Valley before, I am very sorry, it has been corrected, please vote for recommendation on Monday)