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With Lin Ming's strength, he charged at full speed among the ferocious beasts, like a knife cutting through silk, with unparalleled sharpness. In the blink of an eye, he had already charged ten miles deep, and this place was already close to the edge of the ferocious beasts. .
The figure who had been following Lin Ming paused slightly, "Go so deep? Could it be that he found me?"
He originally thought that Lin Ming was stimulated by the killing speed of the yellow-clothed youth, and he had no face to stay beside the yellow-clothed youth, fearing that he would be outnumbered before rushing into the herd, but rushing to the edge of the herd in one breath was too much. deep.
"This kid, are you trying to lure me out?" Hei Ying's face darkened,
"He dares to lure me out without knowing the depth of my strength. He wants to get rid of me in reverse? This kid is so self-confident to the point of arrogance, does he think he is invincible!"
He really didn't have enough confidence to kill Lin Ming. After all, Lin Ming had already become a genius that everyone in Divine Phoenix Island paid attention to. Anti-kill yourself.
He was a serious sect disciple with a late-stage cultivation base and a solid foundation, so how could he be killed by Lin Ming, a kid at the mid-pulse condensing stage. Not to mention Lin Ming, even that idiotic young man in yellow at Lanyue Sect, he didn't pay attention at all.
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he couldn't defeat Lin Ming, he could easily retreat completely. If a sect martial artist in the later stage of the day after tomorrow, if he focused on running away, it would be very difficult to kill him.
Although he was not sure enough to kill Lin Ming, he had to make a move now, otherwise reinforcements from Qingsang City would arrive. He will never have another chance, his life is already tied to Ouyang Boyan, when Lin Ming grows up to the point where he can ignore the rules of the Seven Profound Valleys, it will be his time of death.
"Go to hell!"
The black shadow suddenly accelerated, he withdrew his killing intent, and a hazy black phantom light shone all over his body. This kind of light merged with the surrounding night, as if his body was hidden in the void out of thin air.
"A stabbing sword!"
The sword light was almost completely hidden in the night sky, under the cover of killing beasts. It pierced straight to the back of Lin Ming's heart.
"Finally do it!"
Lin Ming sneered, he was not afraid of thieves stealing, as long as the other party came out. He has nothing to fear.
True essence flowed all over his body, Lin Ming's long spear swirled, lightning flashed, and the spear full of true essence pierced straight out.
Back to the carbine!
It is still the simplest move in the basic spear art, but under the boost of Qing Cang's true essence and the power of thunder, the power of this spear is extremely terrifying.
"Crack!" The black sword energy was shattered, and Lin Ming thrust his spear, directly piercing the black shadow's throat.
"Huh? Afterimage? No... it's an illusion!"
In the blink of an eye, Lin Ming didn't have time to close his gun, following the sound of the sharp sword whistling. It was another stab with the sword, piercing Lin Ming's left rib at a tricky angle, trying to pierce his heart.
The power of thunder!
"Boom!"
With a bang, the Panlong Steel Needle hidden in Lin Ming's body burst out. Countless electric snakes rushed around violently, and the black figure let out a muffled grunt, and retreated quickly.
And Lin Ming also had pain in his ribs, the clothes on his upper body were torn apart, and a faint bloodstain appeared under his left rib.
Integrate the Panlong Steel Needle into the body to defend against melee attacks. He used this trick to deal with Jiang Baoyun, and relied on it to break Jiang Baoyun's unparalleled speed.
"You finally came out." Lin Ming casually wiped away the bloodstains on his ribs, leaving only a small wound less than an inch.
The killer is a little old man with a stooped figure and a black veil covering his face. He holds a very thin soft sword in his hand, only two feet long. This kind of sword is most suitable for assassination. It is enough to pierce the heart, and the thin and short blade is easy to hide.
At this moment, the little old man was looking at the wound on Lin Ming's body that could hardly be considered a wound. His expression was cloudy and cloudy. Although his attack was not able to hit the ground because of the power of thunder, it was not enough to cause such a small amount of damage. Could it be that he Is there any special means to increase defense
"Are you from Ouyang Boyan?" Lin Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and asked calmly.
"Hey, you don't have to talk to me anymore. Between you and me, there was no enmity in the past, and there is no enmity today. I just take people's money and eliminate disasters for others. When you go to the underworld, don't blame me..." The little old man laughed He spoke with an extremely hoarse voice, and as he spoke, his face towel shook violently, and he could even vaguely see the skinny and ferocious edges and corners under the face towel, like a skeleton.
Lin Ming suddenly laughed, "Your mask for acting is really good."
The little old man's expression darkened, "What do you mean by that?"
"Haha, Palace Master Bi, you've reached this point, you're still pretending, with your skills, do you still wear a face scarf? Just take it off, I have already experienced your disguise technique once, and I was deceived by you It's miserable, do you think I will be fooled a second time with the same move?"
Lin Ming originally thought that the lurker would be Ouyang Boyan's apprentice. After all, this kind of matter can only be reassured if it is left to the apprentice.
But Ouyang Boyan is a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and his apprentice should also be a member of the Hehuan Sect, but why is he so good at concealment? This kind of ability should only be possessed by the disciples of the Illusion Sect.
As for the members of the Illusory Sect who had an enmity with Lin Ming, their cultivation was still in the acquired stage, that is, Bi Luo!
Only Bi Luo was completely in the same camp as Ouyang Boyan, so the two could cooperate sincerely and murder themselves together.
Originally, in Lin Ming's impression, Biluo was at the peak of the middle stage of Houtian's cultivation. Now that he has broken through to the late stage of Houtian, he probably got some benefits from Ouyang Boyan.
Of course, all of this was just his speculation, Lin Ming couldn't see through Biluo's disguise technique, he was just defrauding Biluo by saying so.
The little old man was expressionless, and said coldly: "I don't know what you are talking about, are you delaying to wait for support? It is useless, you are not my opponent at all, you will definitely die today."
"Oh? You think so?" Lin Ming said, licking his lips excitedly, his eyes full of fighting intent.
After breaking through the mid-stage of pulse condensing, Lin Ming's strength has greatly increased. He has always hoped to find a good opponent to verify his strength. The man in the clothes couldn't arouse Lin Ming's interest at all.
And Bi Luo is a good choice.
"It's good for young people to be arrogant, but if they are too arrogant, they are equivalent to idiots! Go to hell!"
"call out!"
The little old man moved, his body moved quickly, and gray rays of light shot out from his body, and with each ray of light, there was one more figure of the little old man.
In an instant, thirty-six figures of the little old man appeared.
When the speed reaches a certain level, the eyes of ordinary people cannot keep up with the speed of the martial artist, and a very short moment of visual residue will be left on the iris, which is the afterimage.
But Lin Ming's perception was extremely sharp, no matter how fast the little old man was, it was impossible for him to pull thirty-six afterimages in front of his eyes. This meant that what the little old man used was not afterimages at all, but illusions.
That is the magic method!
Lin Ming smiled, "You have hidden your appearance, but you can't hide your exercises. You are still using the Illusory Sect's exercises."
"So what about the Illusory Sect's technique? I went to the Yincao Difu, so you can guess whatever you like!"
Thirty-six little old men shook the long sword in their hands at the same time, thirty-six white lights flashed!
"Thirty-six sword lore array!"
Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha!
Thirty-six sharp beams of light shot straight at Lin Ming, each of which aroused tremors in the space. The power of such a thick real essence was more than ten times stronger than the sword energy of the yellow-clothed youth of Lanyue Sect!
The little old man used his ultimate move as soon as he came up, and at this point, Lin Ming naturally wouldn't hide his strength anymore. The true essence was poured into the evil god's seed, and the power of the evil god was activated!
"Boom!!"
The Qing Cang True Yuan highly compressed by the Heretic God Seed gushed out like a tide, thirty-six white lights all shot at the surging Qing Cang True Yuan, and were strangled by the endless power of the real dragon!
"what!?"
The little old man's complexion changed drastically. The Thirty-Six Swords Killing Formation was already one of the top three most powerful moves among all his moves, yet Lin Ming easily took over them.
He guessed that Lin Ming might have retained some of his strength, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. If Lin Ming relied on some kind of props or relying on exquisite kung fu to beat him by one move, the little old man wouldn't be so surprised, but just now, Lin Ming killed his own sword energy in a complete frontal collision!
In a head-on collision, the fight is the degree of condensed true essence, and whether the condensed true essence is mainly determined by cultivation, how can it be possible to suppress oneself in the middle stage of the pulse condensing stage and the later stage of the day after tomorrow!
Lin Ming grinned. Since he had activated the power of the evil god, he planned to make a quick decision, "Palace Master Bi, it's a pity that neither you nor Ouyang Boyan went to see the Zongzong martial arts meeting. Hearing is always worse than seeing with your own eyes. So much so that you made a wrong judgment, Master Bi, and you will pay a heavy price for this battle!"
"Hmph, talk nonsense!" How could the little old man be intimidated, he was about to overdraw part of his real energy, and use the even stronger seventy-two sword lore formation to kill Lin Ming in one fell swoop, but at this moment, his expression But it suddenly changed. A wisp of red flame and a short section of purple steel needle suddenly jumped out from Lin Ming's long spear.
In the black night sky, these two tiny lights are so inconspicuous, but the moment he saw them, the little old man's dry eyes widened, this... Could it be...
Impossible, it cannot be the fire essence!
The little old man's complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't believe his own judgment, but he clearly felt the terrifying power of the flame in the tiny red flame.
"It's absolutely impossible. With the dual system of thunder and fire, at only sixteen years old, he has mastered the powerful thunder energy magic weapon, and he has also mastered the fire essence. There will be no such person on this continent."
The little old man seemed to be hypnotizing himself, the corners of his mouth twitched and he muttered to himself.
"Do you think this is a thunder energy weapon?" Lin Ming smiled. He stretched out his palm, and the Panlong Steel Needle jumped into his palm immediately, and twirled, "Palace Master Bi, open your eyes and take a closer look. , Is this a magic weapon condensed by thunder energy?" RQ
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