Martial World

Chapter 88: Sweep all the way

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"I don't know how long this Lin Ming can last." Outside the Ten Thousand Killing Formation, everyone paid attention to Lin Ming, and even a few of the Heavenly Palace disciples who were on the Ten Thousand Killing Formation with Lin Ming and ranked in the top seventy were helpless. People paid attention.

"At least four sticks of incense, and even half of the fifth stick of incense can be burned. Zhang Cang can reach three and a half sticks at that time. Lin Ming has completely defeated Zhang Cang. It is certain that he will be ranked in the top 100, even ninety, eighty. Not necessarily impossible!"

"It's absolutely no problem to get into the top 100, but it's not so easy to get in before the 80th place. It's already close to the ranking of the disciples of the Heavenly Palace. The competition is very fierce. If you rank in the top 80, you can get the qualification to challenge the disciples of the Heavenly Palace. If you win, you can enter the Palace of Heaven!"

"It's true, if you can enter the Palace of Heaven after coming to Qixuanwu Mansion for more than a month, then you are really inhuman."

"A long time ago, the Qixuanwu Mansion also had more than 90 people in the second round of assessment, but those people were all in their teens and nineteen years old, and because of various reasons, they failed to enter the Qixuanwu Mansion in time. As far as I know, there are not many people who can rank in the top 100 in the second round of assessment at the age of fifteen!"

"Well, in the past ten years, only Qin Xingxuan has this strength, but she has directly become a core disciple... and we have nothing to do with each other..."

Burn out one stick of incense, burn out two sticks of incense, burn out three sticks of incense...

It wasn't until the fourth stick of incense was lit that Lin Ming's face in the Ten Thousand Killing Formation blushed.

"Well, that's not right, Sister Jingyun, how do I see that Lin Ming seems to be unable to hold on anymore, it's only the fourth stick of incense that has just been lit, and if things go on like this, it will be a bit difficult for him to enter the top 100." Murong Zi's eyesight was excellent, she saw Lin Ming's situation clearly through the occlusion of the array's rays of light, Lin Ming's aura was slightly disturbed, which was a manifestation of excessive consumption of true energy.

Bai Jingyun frowned. She originally thought that Lin Ming might even persist until the fifth stick of incense was burned out, but now it seemed a bit slim, and it was not bad to hold on to the fourth stick of incense.

"Lin Ming seems to be a little bit out of support. Could it be that he was too careless in the Ten Thousand Killing Formation, and accidentally got injured at the beginning?"

If you get injured at the beginning, you will need to consume more every time you fight, and the blood loss from the wound is also extremely fatal. Be cautious when crossing the ten thousand kill formation, and try to avoid mistakes.

"Injury is also a sign of lack of strength. Elder sister, I have already said that Lin Ming is not as powerful as you think." Murong Zi curled her lips and said somewhat dissatisfied. She also grew up with the title of prodigy. Now that he is completely compared to a boy who is two years younger than himself, he is naturally a little unconvinced.

"Oh? Not that powerful? Well, even if Lin Ming's strength is weak and he can only hold on for four sticks of incense, then my good sister, how many sticks of incense can you hold on to when you first entered the Seven Xuanwu Mansion for a month?"

Murong Zi suddenly had nothing to answer. When she first entered the Qixuanwu Mansion, she didn't make it to the top 150 in the first assessment, and she only ranked in the top 140 in the second time. She was worse than Lin Ming. far away. She simply dragged her pointed chin with one hand, raised her mouth to watch the assessment, and pretended she didn't hear it.

In fact, the time when Wufu disciples make the most progress on the ranking stone is at the end of each semester. At this time, a large number of students will graduate, and these unsightly masters will leave, and the ranking will naturally be vacant, and the freshmen always behind you.

Therefore, even if the student of Qixuan Wufu is weak, the longer he stays in Wufu, the higher his ranking will be.

Seeing Murong Zi playing a scoundrel, Bai Jingyun smiled and didn't care about it anymore, that's right, even if Lin Ming could only hold on to the four sticks of incense, he could even make it into the top 100, this result is enough to be proud of! Over the past hundred years in the Seven Xuanwu Mansion, there have been countless evildoers like this on one hand!

"Brother, Lin Ming seems to be unable to hold on any longer." Tuo Ku stroked his chin and said to Ling Sen.

"Well, but even Sizhuxiang, his grades will be astonishing."

"Hey, of course, he uses a gun, and it's a heavy gun. There are many ways to use the gun. This Lin Ming's gun should be used in a wide-open and wide-open style. This kind of style is called killing the enemy in a group battle. One fierce! But most people dare not use it, because it consumes very quickly, so no matter how powerful a general is, it is impossible to kill ten thousand people by himself. In the ten thousand killing formation, even if someone uses a gun, they dare not do it like this, and He will try his best to delay time and restore his physical strength, because the enemies are emerging one after another and getting stronger." Tuo Ku uses a stick, which is similar to a long spear, so he naturally knows the advantages of this weapon.

"Just wait and see how long Lin Ming persists."

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In the Ten Thousand Killing Formation, Lin Ming picked up a sword-wielding martial artist and touched the blood on his face, "It seems that the killing was a little too much!"

Lin Ming looked at the black-armored knight holding a long halberd and riding a fully armed horse in front of him, his face revealed a dignified look.

Bone Forging Realm Warrior!

Lin Ming used the Purple Crow Spear in his hand to sweep wildly all the way. It was extremely efficient for others to kill an enemy with one move, but Lin Ming killed all of them with one move!

So as soon as the three sticks of incense were lit, he was already a martial artist in the fifth level of body training and bone forging!

He was two realms higher than Lin Ming!

Lin Ming had fought against this black-armored knight at the bone forging level a few times just now. The opponent was already strong, and with the fully armed horse, the impact force was astonishingly large. Lin Ming didn't take advantage of it.

Generally, it is not a problem for the top geniuses of the Seven Profound Martial House to cross the first level to fight. For example, Zhang Cang, who is at the peak of the third level, can defeat enemies at the peak of the fourth level when he leaves the Seven Profound Martial House.

And Lin Ming, among the group of top geniuses in the Seven Xuanwu Mansion, was still able to leapfrog to fight. He defeated Zhang Cang with his strength at the third level of body training, but he was barely able to meet this black armor knight who had just entered the bone forging level. In a tie, if there were no other enemies around, Lin Ming could still take advantage of the opponent's illusion, inflexible mind and rigid attack methods to kill him, but now, the endless attacks of the surrounding enemies made Lin Ming dangerous!

"Buzz!"

Lin Ming fought hard with the black-armored knight. Although the purple black bullet iron has super buffering properties, Lin Ming was still numb from the shock.

The black-armored knight was raised high by Lin Ming's horseshoe, but Lin Ming was bounced back, and his body turned several times in mid-air.

"Roar!" A second-level ferocious beast took advantage of the moment Lin Ming lost his balance in the air, and charged forward, its two front paws cutting towards Lin Ming's chest like sharp knives.

Lin Ming only heard the whistling of the wind in his ears. He grabbed the Ziwu long spear, and relied on the steady inertia of the 820-jin heavy gun to stabilize his body in the air. He took a deep breath, and the air flow rushed into Lin Ming like a long snake. In his nostrils, he spotted the approaching beast, and punched out!

"Bone Crushing Fist!"

"Pfft!" The beast's body suddenly stopped, and a big hole burst open behind it, and the flesh and internal organs rushed out of the big hole like a blowout!

Kill with one punch!

Lin Ming rolled and fell into the herd of beasts. Before his energy and blood could be adjusted, the ferocious beast warriors around him had already slaughtered them!