Chapter two hundred and eighty-eight sword madness
"The Third Generation of Fire Technique—Fire Dance in the Sun!"
The white flame dances like an elf, blooming with dazzling light!
"Shadowless Golden Fist!"
Luo Mei was covered in golden light, which was also extremely dazzling. His entire fist turned black and gold, like an indestructible siege cannon. At the same time, the whole street shook!
"It's so scary, you are worthy of being General Luo Mei!"
The crowd around them gasped and stayed away from the street!
"Two years ago, in the martial arts competition, Luo Mei relied on this martial arts to dominate the heroes. Later, during the bandit suppression in Haunted House Mountain, General Luo Mei single-handedly killed ten thousand bandits and became famous in Tianxuan Kingdom in one battle!"
"Who is that young man? He is so courageous that he actually chose to confront Luo Mei head-on!"
"Not everyone can challenge the general of a hundred armies!"
The crowd was talking a lot. Although Lin Ling shocked Yunhai City not long ago, many people have heard of his name, but not many have seen him. Luo Mei became famous two years ago, so naturally more people know him!
Sonorous!
At the same time, a deafening sound rang out in the street, and a tyrannical shock wave rippled out!
Everyone looked carefully and saw that a golden fist and a white sword collided, and they were evenly matched!
"You, that's all!"
Luo Mei narrowed her eyes slightly and said calmly.
Lin Ling, on the other hand, frowned slightly. The man in front of him was indeed very strong. Although he was in the middle stage of the Earth Spirit Realm, he was stronger than the middle stage of the Earth Spirit Realm he had fought. Obviously, the golden gifted spirit body was not weak. It was definitely
Ninth grade, and realized the great artistic conception!
However, although Luo Mei is strong, Lin Ling is not weak either. He just didn't use his full strength before!
"You are nothing more than that!"
A faint voice floated out of Lin Ling's mouth.
boom!
His sword suddenly burst into flames, which were blue flames. The two flames gradually merged, making the sword blue and white!
"What? The fusion of two talented spiritual bodies!" Luo Mei's pupils condensed. He noticed that the young man's aura changed, the temperature of the flames became even higher, and both flames felt the great artistic conception, even the realm of perfection!
"You guessed it right, but it's too late!"
Lin Ling said indifferently, and slashed with the sword in his hand again!
Whoosh!
The sword light was like a rainbow, streaking across Luo Mei's arm. His golden arm was cut off, and the golden artistic conception as powerful as metal was shattered. He spurted out blood, flew out upside down, and fell to the ground.
Also burning with flames like crazy!
"General Luo Mei lost?"
The crowd was shocked. Previously, they saw that the boy's fire could not burn Luo Mei at all. However, after the blue and white flames merged, the power of the flames increased greatly, and Luo Mei's golden artistic conception could not stop it.
It's on fire!
"You actually defeated me?"
Luo Mei fell to the ground and said something difficult.
"Is it rare to defeat you?"
Lin Ling held the big sword sideways and walked towards Luo Mei like a sword king. For him, as long as he was not in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, he had nothing to fear. He even defeated Luo Mei without even using his full strength.
No matter what kind of talented spirit body Luo Mei is, what kind of realm he is, Lin Ling still has enough trump cards to kill him!
"Luo Mei is a general of hundreds of armies. Lin Ling can defeat him. He is so strong!"
Ye Tianchen was at the back of the street. He was shocked. The facts in front of him further illustrated the gap between him and Lin Ling. Perhaps after losing to Lin Ling last time, he would never have the chance to chase Lin Ling.
"Who the hell are you?"
Luo Mei roared out.
"When I came here, I was high and mighty, like a victorious general. But after I lost, I couldn't recognize myself. Instead, I asked my name!" Lin Ling ignored Luo Mei's words, and his sword surged with murderous intent.
"I have no interest in who you are, so you have no right to ask my name!"
Lin Ling will never let him go if he dares to make decisions about his relatives!
"He is a general of hundreds of armies. If you kill him, you will not be able to leave Yunhai City!"
At this moment, a man with long flowing hair came from a distance. He was drinking wine, carrying a big knife on his back, and exuding an arrogant and domineering air!
"Brother Dao Kuang!"
Seeing the man's arrival, Luo Mei shouted in surprise!
That man is a martial arts champion who is one level higher than him, and his strength is stronger than him. He has reached the late stage of the Earth Spirit Realm. A Ghost Crying Sword can cut through a city, which is extremely terrifying!
Back then, they fought side by side and became famous in the Snake Swamp Country, so their friendship was not shallow.
"Then why can he kill me?"
Lin Ling raised his head, looked at the drinking man lightly and said, the man felt like a knife to him, as if he could sense the great artistic conception of the knife, and the man's aura was dancing wildly and domineering, I guess the gifted spirit is not weak!
"Because he is the general of a hundred armies, the backbone of the Tianxuan Kingdom, a general under the four kings, and has the privilege of killing trash and untouchables!" The long-haired man said coldly, as his name suggests, he is as mad as a knife!
"The general of a hundred armies looks very majestic, but what if I must kill him?" Lin Ling's face became even more indifferent.
"Haha, I call myself a swordsman. I didn't expect you to be crazier than me. I haven't returned to Yunhai City for two years. Are all Yunhai City frivolous people like you?" The long-haired man laughed, seeming to laugh at Lin Ling's ignorance.
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"If you dare to kill him, no matter who is behind you, you will die by my sword. As the 82nd star of the Hundred Army General, I don't need to start to kill you!"
After laughing, the long-haired man's whole body was filled with aura, his long hair fluttering, and the knife behind him buzzed, as if he wanted to drink blood.
"Yeah!"
Lin Ling nodded lightly, another General of the Hundred Army, it seems that the inner city of Yunhai City is indeed as deep as the sea, the circle of geniuses is just a circle of teenagers, and the General of the Hundred Army is the backbone!
What a pity, does Lin Ling need to be afraid of him?
Whoosh!
The flash of sword light was like a closing door announcing death!
Plop!
Luo Mei's head fell off, and her whole body was burned by blue and white flames!
"He really dares to kill!"
Seeing that scene, the whole street fell silent, and everyone was shocked.
Dao Kuang's pupils condensed. He did not expect that the young man would be so decisive. He would take action as soon as he said it. Such strength made him a little dreamy. A powerful general of a hundred armies died in the hands of that young man!
"You must die!"
Boom!
A tyrannical momentum erupted, and endless sword light swept across all directions. Restaurants on both sides of the street were chopped into pieces with knives, layer by layer, like being sliced into radishes.
This is because Dao Kuang didn't take any action, he just exploded with momentum!
With such momentum, he is worthy of being a general of hundreds of armies!
"Dao Kuang, you returned to Yunhai City with the other generals of the Hundred Army, why did you wreak havoc as soon as you came back? Is it because the King of Yunhai disappeared that you and others became unscrupulous?"
At this moment, a loud shout rang out. Apparently, the commotion here had attracted the attention of the big forces in Yunhai City.
A middle-aged man who looked like a scholar strolled over. He was as plump as jade, with long hair tied back on his head and white spots on his temples, giving him a sense of vicissitudes of life, but his sharp eyes gave him a sense of competence.
"King Li!"
Looking at the middle-aged man, Dao Kuang's expression changed and he put away his momentum. When the four kings arrived, he had to give him face.