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The phoenix blood gun pierced and twisted, and the powerful strangling force completely broke more than ten ribs of the leader of Broken Soul Mountain, and the blood of the heart spurted out more than ten meters away!
The leader of the Broken Soul Mountain team, together with the top-grade sacred artifact, the Ghost Shadow Banner, was destroyed by Lin Ming's single shot, and the scream of the Broken Soul Mountain team leader attracted many disciples to look over.
They were just seeing the scene where the leader of Duanhun Mountain splattered blood and rain all over his body. This is not the end yet. Just hearing the sound of "呯呯呯", the protective essence on the body of the leader of Duanhun Mountain exploded completely. Under the shroud of the primordial dimension, after losing the protection of his true essence, he faced the annihilation law of the primordial dimension, and his flesh and blood began to be dismembered!
He let out some difficult groans from his throat. The flesh and blood of the warriors of the Juyuan system are extremely fragile. Without the protection of energy, how can they resist the crushing of the extremely heavy embryonic form of primordial energy in the primordial space? Hearing a sound from Peng, the body of the Duanhun Mountain leader exploded into a cloud of blood rain, and this sprayed blood rain was also swallowed by the primordial space, and instantly turned into red dust, and after a few breaths, it was completely annihilated!
Such a thorough way of death immediately made the scalps of Broken Soul Mountain and Xuanbone Clan disciples tingle, such a force field that strangles everything is really terrifying!
Many disciples of Broken Soul Mountain and the Xuanbone Clan looked at each other, and they all saw the meaning of fear and retreat in each other's eyes, and the leader of the Xuanbone Clan only felt a chill rushing towards the sky at this time, and he had already dealt with Ye Shuitong. It was gone, but now the leader of Broken Soul Mountain was even more unbearable when facing Lin Ming. In just a dozen breaths, he was killed by Lin Ming.
In this way, if Lin Ming joins the battle group again, he probably won't survive five breaths of time!
"Retreat, escape separately!"
The leader of the Xuanbone clan suddenly slashed at Ye Shuitong with a sword, and then he retreated violently. The other disciples hesitated for a while, and then rushed away. It is often necessary to adopt this method of escape, running as much as you can.
"Want to escape, dream!" Ye Shuitong also fired a real fire at this time. The leader of the Xuanbone Tribe wanted to capture her alive and intended to use her as a furnace. If it wasn't for Lin Ming, they would have been ambushed by these people long ago. If she succeeds, at that time, she might really be reduced to such a fate that life would be worse than death. How could she not hate such an enmity
Now that he has gained an advantage, Ye Shuitong will never allow him to escape even if he loses his cultivation!
"Junior Brother Lin, go chase and kill other disciples, I will hold back the leader of the Xuanbone Clan!"
Ye Shuitong reacted extremely quickly, his body turned into an afterimage, and after stepping more than ten miles in one step, he raised his hand and performed a move known for his speed. The cyan wood sword energy was highly concentrated, like a thin jade belt, but This seemingly invisible sword can easily pierce through hundreds of miles of mountains due to the high compression of energy!
"you!"
The leader of the Xuanbone clan was startled and angry, but seeing that Ye Shuitong's sword was much faster than his escape speed, and if he didn't turn around to block it, he would be cut off in the middle, so he could only turn around angrily, and slashed at Ye Shuitong's sword mango!
"Don't force me!" The Xuanbone Clan leader said with a grim expression.
"So what if I force you, don't you plan to capture me alive and use it as a cauldron? I will kill you today, and use the bones on your body to make a bone battle armor!"
Although Ye Shuitong usually has a gentle personality, he is actually a cruel person, especially for those who intend to kill him, he will show no mercy.
The leader of the Xuanbone clan is stronger than Ye Shuitong in terms of defense and strength, and the strength and toughness of the other true essence are far behind Ye Shuitong, so it is impossible to get rid of it!
"what!"
The leader of the Xuanbone clan shouted loudly, spit out a mouthful of blood essence and spit it on the bone essence. At this moment of life and death, he suddenly chose to burn the blood essence.
"Burning essence and blood is useless!"
Ye Shuitong's eyes burst out with murderous intent, and her movements became more and more dazzling. She deliberately didn't confront the leader of the Xuanbone Race head-on, but gave him a blow from a strange angle when the other party was about to flee. Her sword was like a poisonous snake Generally tricky, sharp, and venomous, but her true energy has a strange toughness, once it enters the body, it is difficult to dissipate it. Therefore, even though the leader of the Xuanbone clan burned his blood, he still couldn't get rid of Ye Shuitong, feeling like he couldn't get rid of his strength.
Lin Ming didn't look at Ye Shuitong at all, but his senses had captured the fight between Ye Shuitong and the leader of the Xuanbone Clan. Ye Shuitong's fighting method also made him admire. There is no need for him to worry about the means.
At this moment, Lin Ming had already started hunting down the other disciples of Broken Soul Mountain and the Xuanbone Clan!
These people are all warriors from the early and middle stages of Shenhai. With the level of Broken Soul Mountain and the Xuanbone Clan, their personal disciples in the early stage of Shenhai, if they unite to form a formation, they will pose a threat to Lin Ming. It was one-on-one in front of Lin Ming, that was the rhythm of being instantly killed, not to mention, they were also injured!
"Each of you holds back an enemy of similar strength, and I'll do the rest!"
Lin Ming spoke quickly with his true essence sound transmission, his voice was full of unquestionable momentum, and at this time, Lin Ming's orders were more effective than Ye Shuitong's.
"it is good!"
"Shoot together, one by one, don't let these grandchildren escape!"
The disciples of Xiaoyao Island became more and more courageous as they fought. It is impossible for them to quickly kill the enemy, but it is not difficult at all to hold back a person with similar strength. Injured.
There were a dozen or so disciples from Xiaoyao Island, and they held back a dozen or so disciples from Broken Soul Mountain and the Xuanbone Clan at once, and there were only seven or eight who could escape.
In front of Lin Ming, the seven or eight disciples of the early and middle stages of the Divine Sea were like a flock of sheep confronting a fierce tiger!
Golden battle spirit, projection of will!
Lin Ming shouted fiercely, and the golden battle spirit radiated out following the projection of the will world, and seven or eight battle spirit tracking marks landed on these seven or eight warriors.
Then Lin Ming stepped forward, crossed several miles, and instantly appeared behind a disciple of Broken Soul Mountain who was in the early stage of Shenhai.
The disciple was already in despair, he let out a hysterical roar, and he held the soul-breaking knife and slashed at Lin Ming's waist.
And the moment he swung the saber, Lin Ming's body had already retreated violently, but the glow of his spear remained on the chest of the Broken Soul Mountain warrior.
"Peng!"
The sharp spear pierced through his body-protecting essence, directly through the heart, bringing out a large amount of viscera and flesh and blood from his back, directly tearing a big hole, blood and flesh splashing.
At this moment, Lin Ming had already retreated more than a dozen miles and appeared behind another Xuanbone Race disciple. In his increasingly blurred vision, he saw Lin Ming raise his gun and drop it, and the body of the Xuanbone Race disciple With a tremor, the bright red blood mist bloomed like hazy fresh huā in the mist, coquettish and beautiful
what a devil
This was the last thought of the disciple. The moment he died, he vaguely heard the scream of a certain companion.
The profound true energy brought by the blood of the dragon marrow, the extreme speed brought by Jingmen, Xuanlei Guangying and Jinpeng Poxu, this made Lin Ming a killer of death, no one could survive under his spear!
"Peng!"
The fourth disciple of Broken Soul Mountain and the Xuanbone Clan was pierced between the eyebrows by Lin Ming. At the same time, he opened up the primordial space and enveloped the fifth disciple.
"Ah!" The man cried out in surprise, feeling the power in his [body] disappearing rapidly, and Lin Ming took a step forward, and came behind him like a god of death.
"I'm fighting with you!"
In his impatience, he spoke the unique language of the Xuanbone Clan, but this was his last sentence. The moment he stabbed Lin Ming with the Bone Spear, he strangely felt an invisible force Wrapped around his wrist, the spear that had originally hit Lin Ming's Adam's apple was deflected strangely, passing along the right side of Lin Ming's neck, and at the same time, Lin Ming's spear pierced through the His throat, this is the will projection formed by the golden war spirit, which can be directly poured into the enemy's body, affecting the enemy's actions, making it impossible to guard against. The lower the level of the war spirit, the more obvious the impact will be.
It didn't take long at all, these seven or eight disciples were all killed by Lin Ming, and next, he turned his target to those warriors who were held back by the Xiaoyao Island disciples. Wherever you go, there will be blood rain splashing.
The disciples of Broken Soul Mountain and Xuanbone Clan are on the verge of despair, they can't escape, they can't fight.
Every four or five breaths, a disciple died in Lin Ming's hands. The primordial space cooperates with the world projection of the golden war spirit's will. These warriors in the middle and early stages of the Divine Sea can't resist at all. His fighting power is enveloped by the primordial space. Under the influence of less than 30% of the attack power, but even this 30% of the attack power is affected by the will tentacles condensed into the war spirit, and it is often hit in vain. Next, the result can be imagined!
Within half a stick of incense, the twenty or so remaining warriors from the Xuanbone Clan and Broken Soul Mountain all died, and those who died at the hands of Xiaoyao Island disciples totaled no more than four or five people. The rest were all Lin Ming. Killed!
From the very beginning when Lin Ming counted the sneak attack of the Xuanbone Clan and the Allied Forces of Broken Soul Mountain, they were doomed to fail. In this battle, they were only defeated by Lin Ming from the beginning to the end. Whether it was a tactical failure or not. , or the failure of the battle!
Originally, the Xuanbone Clan and Broken Soul Mountain had all the advantages in terms of information, numbers, and geographical advantages. The original ambush and crushing battle against Xiaoyao Island disciples was completely reversed, and it became Xiaoyao Island vs. Xuangu. The crushing of the Clan and Broken Soul Mountain, the incredible results of the battle, all happened because of Lin Ming!
When Lin Ming stood on the red sand soaked in countless blood and stumped limbs everywhere, and looked up at the leader of the Xuanbone Race, the tip of his spear was still dripping blood, but his body was Spotless, not stained with blood, his gaze is still as sharp as purple lightning in the night, making people feel chills down their backs just by looking at it, and they cannot give birth to the courage to fight against it.
Facing Lin Ming like this, plus Ye Shuitong who was pestering him, the leader of the Xuanbone Clan's confidence completely collapsed!
"I admit defeat, don't kill me"
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