Lin Ming rolled and fell into the herd of beasts. Before he could regain his energy and blood, the beast warriors around him had already come to kill him!
"Drink!" With a sweeping shot, the Ziwu spear bent into a full moon shape. Half of the seven to eight hundred kilogram beast was swept away by Lin Ming. A warrior was hit on the spot and his sternum collapsed and his internal organs were shattered.
However, the attacking ferocious beasts were too many and too powerful, and there were also elusive and tricky warriors among them. After Lin Ming swung the spear, he received two more wounds on his body. One of the swords penetrated straight into his lower abdomen, injuring...
entrails!
If he hadn't already reached the viscera training stage and allowed the true energy to completely penetrate into his internal organs in the cold pool, this sword would have caused him to lose most of his combat effectiveness!
"The pressure is too great!" Lin Ming was covered in blood, both from his enemies and from his own. The purple-black spear was completely stained red with blood. However, because the gun barrel had been treated with a special anti-slip treatment, it still had no slippery feel when holding it.
Just after Lin Ming killed four or five enemies, four or five more powerful enemies appeared. One of them was a ferocious beast with a strength equivalent to that of the Bone Refining Realm!
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"This Lin Ming is getting worse and worse. I can't hold on with this fourth incense stick." A disciple in the audience said.
Most of the fourth stick of incense had just been burned, but Lin Ming on the stage just grunted, obviously hurt.
Among a group of enemies, it is difficult to persist, but once injured and the combat effectiveness is reduced, death is not far away.
"It's a little worse than expected, but it should be in the top 100."
"Well, I'm a freshman after all. Four sticks of incense is the limit."
People were talking one after another, and the expectation and shock before were no longer in their words. Many times, when a person repeatedly creates miracles, it is natural for him to create miracles again next time.
On the contrary, if he fails to create a miracle, even if his current achievements are still far beyond ordinary people, he still will not receive applause, and may even be booed.
For example, Ling Sen, if his myth of being number one is broken and he loses several rankings, then even though he is still one of the few masters in the Seven Xuanwu House, his aura is no longer there, and instead there will be people saying behind his back, "
This Lingsen can't survive anymore" and other words.
The incense burned slowly, and when the weak sparks of the fourth incense stick were swallowed up unwillingly by the ashes, the fifth incense stick began to light.
Four pillars of incense!
At this time, in the Ten Thousand Killing Array, Lin Ming had already suffered twelve wounds, three of which had hurt his internal organs. If Lin Ming had not reached the state of exhaling like a snake, and at the same time, there was a perfect "Chaos True Essence Art" in his body.
With support, it has already lost its combat effectiveness.
"die!"
Lin Ming broke off a warrior's thigh with one shot, then dived and punched the warrior on the chest. In order to save his true energy, he did not use the body-shattering and bone-shattering fist, but the force of more than 4,000 kilograms hit the warrior's heart.
Vital, but still directly stopped his heartbeat and died suddenly on the spot.
At this moment, with a loud roar, a huge phantom appeared in the space of the Ten Thousand Killing Array. Lin Ming turned around and saw a bear-shaped monster ten feet behind him. The monster was one meter tall.
It's more than ten feet tall, and it's covered in thick black fur. Looking at its weight, it must weigh several thousand kilograms!
"Level 3 ferocious beast!"
Lin Ming took a breath of cold air. Although the black polar bear in front of him was only a weaker type among the third-level ferocious beasts, it was still a third-level ferocious beast, at least equivalent to a warrior who was accomplished in bone forging!
With Lin Ming's current strength, there is absolutely nothing he can do about this kind of ferocious beast. Moreover, the appearance of this black polar bear also means that the warriors and ferocious beasts that will appear in the future will mainly be in the bone forging stage!
Lin Ming knew that he did not have much time left!
He turned around sharply, spotted the black-armored knight who had been fighting with him for several rounds, and rushed over with his gun raised!
The true energy poured into his whole body, and Lin Ming ran at full speed like a galloping horse. During the running process, the breathing rhythm of the small units in his body spontaneously adjusted to the same one, and the true energy in Lin Ming's body began to vibrate rapidly!
Due to the violent shock of true energy, Lin Ming's muscles all over his body swelled. His gun-holding arm became a bit thicker, and veins jumped up. With the sound of ripping silk, Lin Ming's already tattered clothes
After being completely crushed, Lin Ming's body rushed out like a meteor!
The black-armored knight raised his halberd high and struck it down. Facing the cold light of the halberd, Lin Ming did not dodge. The moment the halberd struck down, his true energy poured into his feet, and the strong true energy vibration caused him to
Every time Lin Ming took a step, the ground he stepped on would shatter and rocks would fly. His speed, which had already reached its peak, soared again! His whole body, together with his spear, shot towards the heavy armored knight like a black arrow!
"puff!"
Lin Ming forcefully thrust out the spear in his hand before the black-armored knight struck him with his halberd!
"The dragon goes out to sea!"
This shot went from bottom to top, piercing the neck of the war horse, then broke through the horse's armor, and penetrated directly into the chest of the black-armored knight!
Under the strong vibration, the black-armored knight's battle armor shattered like paper. The cloud-patterned iron spear was sent into the black-armored knight's chest and abdomen. The force of the shock exploded, and the black-armored knight's body suddenly shook.
He was shocked, bleeding from all his orifices, and died suddenly on the spot. His internal organs had been turned into a ball of paste by the shocked true energy!
However, in the process of killing this black-armored knight, Lin Ming had already used up all the remaining real energy in his body. Even his muscles were extensively damaged because they could not withstand the vibration of such real energy, making it difficult to exert force.
Facing the charging herd of beasts, his battle has come to an end!
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On the altar of the Ten Thousand Killing Array, Lin Ming grunted and retreated with a pale face.
There are still three people on the altar conducting assessments. The strength of the participants in the Ten Thousand Killing Formation assessment this time is obviously a higher level than last month.
"There are a little more four-pillar incense, which is better than I thought. How many names can there be?" Murong Zi said with a smile, and turned his attention to the ranking stone.
"Gu Yu, who is ranked eighty-nine, is still on the altar. Lin Ming was eliminated earlier than Gu Yu. His score should be over ninety."
"Well, the results are almost there..."
People were talking one after another and began to pay attention to the ranking changes on the ranking stone. Zhu Yan stood among these people and turned a deaf ear to their discussions. He just stared at the ranking stone with a gloomy face.
The spies sent by the princes also focused their attention on the ranking stone. This is why they came today, and some of them had even prepared the transmission notes.
When most people focused their attention on the number between ninety and one hundred, a slight fluctuation occurred in the sixth row of the ranking stone. An inconspicuous change, but it was destined to be recorded in the Seven Xuanwu Mansion, or even Tianyun
in the history of the country.
Lin Ming, number sixty-two.
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