I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 640: too weak?

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Mingduzi's eyes were red, devouring the lives of tens of thousands of blood, making him stand proudly in the void like a world-destroying demon god.

The poisonous mist devoured the sky and the earth, not only the lives of the blood race, but even the city of ten thousand swords slowly melted into the terrifying poisonous mist. This is the real world-destruction technique.

"Huh? I didn't expect you to be able to survive in this poisonous mist..." Ming Duzi saw An Lin's figure through the thick poisonous mist with his eyes, and a moment of surprise flashed across his face.

He stretched out one hand, the poisonous mist surged, and a purer black mist surged towards An Lin.

An Lin carefully felt the terrifying power around him, and did not cast any resistance spells.

He knew that his God of War body could handle this kind of power, there was no problem at all!

He knows the approximate defense limit of his body, and this is all thanks to the profound experience he had in the battle with Emperor Ziwei. It is also because of this that he knows that he is far from reaching that limit!

Boom! A more terrifying black mist swept in.

An Lin released his consciousness with all his strength, spread the power of perception to the maximum, and determined the location of the aura controlling the black mist.

Boom! The impact of the black air waves twisted and stirred the air.

His body tore through the air again, and using Fengling and Fengjian, he rushed in front of Ming Duzi.

A stream of white light cut through the black mist, and fell towards Ming Duzi's body.

However, Ming Duzi's speed suddenly became extremely fast, his body flashed to An Lin's side like a ghost, dodged the wind sword, and his claws were like sharp blades, slashing towards An Lin angrily.

Wow! The sharp claws tore through the space, tore a black line in the void, and landed on An Lin's body with a terrifying blade light.

An Lin's clothes were torn into a huge gap in an instant. Immediately after the skin and sharp claws touched, a terrifying force came from him, which made him feel a very strong tingling sensation. Zizi... The sharp claws turned into black lines on An Lin's body, flashing like thunder, and an extremely sharp voice came.

An Lin's body flew upside down, and there was a faint radiance flowing from the skin collision. Such a terrifying blow still couldn't tear his body apart.

Ming Duzi was slightly taken aback when he saw this, but without much hesitation, he rushed towards An Lin again.

"In my Poison Realm, my speed and strength have been greatly enhanced, and you are no match for me!" Poison Poison's claws were like knives and swords, and he drew lines of death in the void. The trajectory, the violent poisonous mist is like a ubiquitous corrosive attack, constantly impacting An Lin's body.

An Lin used the Taishang Wuye Sword Technique, and slashed out one after another extremely domineering sword cuts. The black sword light collided with the sharp claws of Mingduzi, turning the area with a radius of one kilometer into a ruin of destruction.

An Lin's sword swing speed was not as fast as Ming Duzi's attack speed, and he was really suppressed in terms of strength. Basically, once An Lin slashed Ming Duzi, his body would be directly attacked by Ming Duzi three times.

Mingduzi, as a vampire-returning power of the blood clan, has a strong recovery ability. Those bloodstains cut by Shengxie sword, under the blessing of strong vitality, heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hahaha... In terms of protracted battles, no one can compare to my blood race!" Ming Duzi had the upper hand, and began to laugh heartily, his gestures became more violent.

Inside Tina's white light circle, a group of students looked at the dense black mist nervously.

The battle between An Lin and Ming Duzi had been covered by the black mist, and they couldn't see the battle inside clearly, but Ming Duzi's triumphant laughter could clearly reach their ears. It was obvious that An Lin had fallen into the trap. downwind.

All the students were distracted by Anlin's battle, and many of them even clenched their hands, trembling a little, but they didn't know it.

"Senior Tina, why don't you go help too, just send us out of the range of the poisonous fog!" Some students said with determination, as if they had made up their minds.

As soon as he spoke, many students immediately echoed.

They didn't want to be Anlin's burden. Now that Anlin was in a difficult situation, he naturally knew how to choose.

Tina was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, as if she didn't expect the student to say such a thing.

She turned her eyes to the students, and suddenly felt that this group of students was also a good person just like An Lin.

"No need, I'm afraid that when the poisonous fog expands, you won't be able to avoid it." Tina smiled sweetly, and said in a playful voice, "Besides, my master won't be defeated so easily, he's amazing!"

After finishing speaking, an extremely determined look appeared on her face, as if she had no doubts about the fact that An Lin would not be defeated.

That expression even made some brainless fans bow their heads in shame.

Yes, in Tina's heart, An Lin has always been a very reliable and secure person.

So An Lin proposed to fight, as long as she didn't ask for help, she would never intervene. She believed that An Lin could win!

A white sword light split the endless black mist, like a dawn soldier who dispelled all the darkness, and fell towards Ming Poison.

There is no night, no dawn!

Ming Duzi's face changed drastically, even though he released the poisonous space barrier in front of him, he was still cut open by the extremely terrifying sword, and then cut his body in half!

Blood splashed in the air, and everyone saw the figure standing proudly in the void like a god of war, and the long sword carried endless white light, becoming the only light in the world.

In front of him, Du Zi, the source of darkness, had his body split in two, and blood poured into the sky.

The sky shrouded in endless poisonous mist was cut in half by the Sword of Dawn, and the sun began to project on the ruins of Wanjian City, as if everything had come to an end.

"Win?" A student murmured.

"As expected of Anshen, I really won!" Some girls cheered and jumped up.

However, before some students recovered completely, Tina shook her head and said, "Not yet, the other party's vitality is still..."

All the students were taken aback when they heard the words, and when they looked up at the sky again, they saw that Ming Duzi's body was pulled by a certain force and merged into one body again.

Ming Duzi's face was a little pale, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a smug smile: "You lost, and now your aura is much weaker. Thinking about the move just now, it is impossible for you to use it a second time. right?"

After all, his claws were covered by the pitch-black poisonous mist, and a stern look appeared on his face: "But I still have a lot of power! Your defense needs strength to maintain. Sooner or later, I will be able to break through your physical body, and then seal it Your soul has tortured you with poison and corrosion for tens of thousands of years!"

An Lin panted violently, with a sigh on his face: "Too weak."

"No, you are not weak, you are very strong! I have never seen a cultivator who is as powerful as you, but unfortunately your opponent is me..." Ming Duzi rarely showed approval and admiration, He continued, "If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, and become my servant, I might consider giving you your life."

An Lin looked at Ming Duzi with pity, and said, "I think you may have misunderstood something. My last sentence meant that you are too weak..."

Ming Duzi: "..."

What about the good business bragging? How the hell do you talk like that? !

Ming Duzi's veins were throbbing, and he completely gave up the idea of taking An Lin as a slave. The only idea now is to poison the body of the man in front of him, and then let him taste that life is worse than death, and torture him for ten thousand years!

"Also, you want to take me in as your servant?" An Lin seemed to be amused, and chuckled, "Do you know that I have three servants, who happen to be the holy sons of your blood clan?"

(end of this chapter)