Because of me, killing you is as easy as trampling on an ant!
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Zengfang's words echoed in Lin Muyu's heart like a giant clock, yes, when the strength is not as good as others, isn't it as simple as trampling ants to death when others are not as powerful as others
Gently raised the corners of her mouth, Lin Muyu held the Liaoyuan Sword tightly and said, "Then try it!"
Without the slightest warning, Zeng Fang suddenly took out his sword!
"call out!"
The sound of the sword tip breaking through the air was very ear-piercing, and suddenly it launched four consecutive stabbings, "pupupupu" leaving deep pits on the mysterious tortoise shell and dragon scale wall.
Lin Muyu retreated several steps, his chest was hit hard, the mysterious tortoise shell and dragon scale wall almost collapsed in an instant. He looked at Zeng Fang in amazement. This young boy was far more tyrannical than Hua Wan, and he was too strong. The martial spirit of the Liuli Pagoda that Fang was stepping on must have increased his attack power, and even possessed a strong "penetration" ability. Because of the stinging pain on Lin Muyu's skin, the opponent's sword energy could actually penetrate the mysterious tortoise armor and dragon. Does the scale wall hurt yourself
The Fengzi Jue of Yufeng Swordsmanship was activated, and the Liaoyuan Sword followed the wind, blowing Zengfang’s hair with a "wow!"
"Ok?"
Zengfang was taken aback, and hurriedly turned to one side. The Liaoyuan Sword almost wiped against the skin of his face, blood spattered, and a small wound appeared on the top.
"court death!"
Zengfang instantly became angry from embarrassment, and suddenly stepped on the ground with one foot, and shouted, "Golden Bell Shield!"
Golden lights came up at the sound, lingering around his body, and the martial arts skills formed a shield. Then, the killer moves under the sword rose one after another, the figure flicked back a few steps, one hand raised, the long sword unexpectedly flew into the air. OK, Zengfang closed his eyes, trembling all over, with a low growl, dozens of long swords were transformed into the air, and they stab Lin Muyu together.
"Wan Jian Jue!"
Lin Muyu was shocked, and hurriedly activated the Qingyan armor, and the swords in both hands were quickly raised and danced into shields!
"Keng Keng Keng!"
The ear-shaking golden and stone mingling was endless. Almost all the trainers involuntarily covered their ears. When they looked again, Lin Muyu’s mysterious tortoise shell had shattered, and the dragon's scale wall was riddled with holes, and even worse was the qingyi on his body. There were also perforations on the top, and wisps of blood flowed from the chest and above the arms, and he couldn't stop the attack of Zengfang!
Since it can't defend, it can only attack!
When Lin Muyu raised his hand, four flying knives came out of lightning. It was the magic sound knives. At the same time, he let out a low growl and regained his true energy. Rays of light poured into the Liaoyuan Sword, and the martial spirit gourd glowed brightly. Dao Lv Cane swept over the ground and went straight to the feet of Zeng Fang.
Zengfang gave a sneer, raised his palms, his vindictiveness became windy, and he fanned out with a "wow". Suddenly, the green vines were crushed directly, and Lin Muyu's attack could be blown away by only relying on the vindictive wind. This cultivation level is also too great. It's terrible!
But where did Lin Muyu's tricks end? Before Zeng Fang had time to be proud, a warm current came behind him, poisonous paste!
"scare?!"
Zeng Fang was taken aback and hurried to avoid him, but with one heart and two purposes, he saw the dazzling thunder and lightning on one side. Lin Muyu's lightning strike directly slashed into his waist. When there was no way to hide, Zeng Fang Xinyi. Heng, gathered the three gas armors together at his waist, and only heard a sound of "Peng", the current collapsed with the air, and Lin Muyu's ambition still missed the blow he was sure to win.
On the contrary, Zengfang brazenly turned sideways in a series of kicks. The front part of his boots was made of steel, and the "pumpy" continuously fell on Lin Muyu's chest.
"Shushasha..."
Sliding back more than ten meters along the slate ground, Lin Muyu pressed the ground with one hand to stop the impact, but the five fingers also left five tragic blood marks on the ground.
"Lin Zhi..." Qin Ziling was shocked.
Lei Hong also squirmed his lips silently. The young man's aspirations and perseverance had far exceeded his expectations. Facing the retort that his strength was crushing, he could actually fight back and resist, which was really not easy.
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The blood in his body was surging, Lin Muyu only felt that his throat was sweet, but he resisted not spitting out the blood, and he must not admit defeat, otherwise he would have nowhere to stand in Lanyan City!
"Shoo..."
In the screaming sound, the four flying knives swiftly turned, Zeng Fang counted the swords in succession as soon as he looked back, and quickly flew the four flying knives one by one, but what he didn't expect was that the four flying knives seemed to be spiritual. The whirlpool quickly gathered together and became a four-wheeled flying knife. There was a wave of silent eruption in the air, and the magic sound knife whirled quickly, and it was another fierce attack.
"Too much trouble!"
Zengfang roared and suddenly opened his palms. Every finger was under the protection of the golden bell shield. He actually wanted to pick up the magic sound knife with his bare hands
Lin Muyu stood on the spot, with one hand, the sound wave of the magic sound fist exploded under the magic sound knife, and the sound of the "peng" shook the magic sound knife and changed its trajectory. As a result, it struck along the Zengfang's shoulder. Go out!
"puff!"
There was another bloody mouth. This was the second time that Zengfang had been injured.
"Asshole!"
The red-faced Zengfang rushed towards Lin Muyu as soon as he turned around. The golden light on the long sword was flourishing, and the Wuhun Glazed Glass Tower rose and fell rapidly, covering Lin Muyu like a prison cell.
Lin Muyu was terrified and hurriedly broke free, but almost couldn't move her body.
"Want to escape from Lao Tzu's Soul Locking Tower?" Zeng Fang's handsome face was already extremely distorted. This kid named Lin Muyu caused him a great humiliation. A strong man in the heaven was actually cultivated by a place. People were injured, which he couldn't bear.
Being in the soul-locking tower, seeing Zengfang's must-kill blow is about to come, Lin Muyu roared frantically, almost suffocating the true energy of his whole body, but still couldn't break free.
At the moment of the moment, suddenly a wave of coercion fell in the air!
"stop!"
The soul-locking tower’s aura of fighting energy quickly dissipated. This energy was far better than that of the retort. As a result, he and Lin Muyu looked up together, only to find that the deacon Lei Hong stood proudly in the sky, holding the power of the sanctuary in his eyes. With unmatched majesty, he said lightly: "This contest is over. Lin Zhi stayed alive for a minute and officially became the Venus Sparring Master of the Temple!"
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Lin Muyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. At the moment just now, there was a feeling of death enveloped. It is true that Zengfang had decided to kill him. If Lei Hong hadn't taken it, most of his life had already been explained here.
Lei Hong floated back to his seat, and the deacon Ge Yang, who was not far away, slowly walked down the steps and came to Lin Muyu. Then he took out a golden emblem and put it on his chest. It was a gold star, and the Venus instructor The difference is that the emblem of the Venus instructor is a sword in front of Venus, while Lin Muyu's is a shield, which is a good interpretation of the role of the trainer—defense!
"Okay, Lin Zhi is extraordinary, and Master Fang Xiaohou is just as mighty and invincible. This competition ends here."
Ge Yang is a good old man, and said with a trembling voice with a smile: "Congratulations, Lin Zhi, you will be the Venus sparring trainer of the temple from now on. You can receive 100 Jin Yin coins from the warehouse every month. Hey , Your kid’s luck is good, this kind of treatment is the same as the Venus instructor, work hard!"
Lin Muyu nodded, and looked down at the same time. There were 11 sword holes and 8 wounds on the clothes. Although they were not deep, they were not serious injuries, but the strength of the Zeng Fang was too terrifying.
Zengfang was also looking at him from a distance, with a cruel smile across his mouth, and said: "You wait, I will come to learn again!"
Lei Hong had already stood up and said, "The trial is over. Next, Deacon Ge Yang will arrange the training mission for this morning."
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With that, Lei Hong, the great deacon, had already walked away, and Ge Yang unfolded a scroll and announced in an old voice: "The morning's pairing exercises—Zheng Shanhe vs. Lufang, Zhang Wei vs. Lin Zhi, Lei Ying to Liu Kai... Sun Wei to Qin Ziling..."
After reporting for a long time, I finally reported to Qin Ziling. His opponent was called Sun Wei. This made him relieved: "Fortunately, it is Tiexing instructor Sun Wei. By the way, Lin Zhi, your injury is fine, and you can continue training. ?"
"Can."
After Lin Muyu's luck healed his injuries, he had all stopped bleeding, but his clothes were covered with bloody sword holes, which seemed a bit horrible. The only bad thing about him now was that his Zhen Qi was severely damaged, only less than 60%.
"Brother Lin Zhi, let's go here!"
Zhang Wei is a refreshing person. He put his arms around Lin Muyu's shoulders and walked to a trial room not far away. The door of the steel room was opened. After a servant opened it, two people went in, and then quickly closed the door, as if he was afraid that the turbulence caused by the fighting would affect it. Others are average.
"You experienced a wheel fight in the morning. There shouldn't be much qi left?" Zhang Wei asked with a smile. Although he looks like a rough man with a hot temper, he is still very careful.
Lin Muyu smiled gratefully: "There are about 60% left."
"That's good, enough, I will use 60% of my strength to train with you."
Zhang Wei raised his hand and summoned the Martial Spirit Fiery Bear. The flames above both fists soared, and he smiled and said: "He is practicing the fist technique called Liehunquan. The fists go in all directions and look at all directions. The fist strength is very strong. , Straight forward, evolved from the fiery fist of the military god Xiang Wentian, very suitable for the battlefield to kill the enemy!"
Lin Muyu has already learned Zhang Wei's boxing skills. It is indeed strong and powerful. The magic sound boxing that she learned from Qu Chu pays more attention to long-range attacks, but ignores melee combat. It seems that Zhang Wei's strong soul boxing is just fine. It has made up for the defects of Moyinquan very well, and if you don't compare with Zhang Wei, you should learn more.
"Master Zhang Wei, can I fight against you with boxing?" Lin Muyu asked with a smile.
Zhang Wei nodded heartily: "Why don't you, there are only you and me in this trial room, so there is no problem with how to fight."
"Thank you!"
Soon, fire began to burst out from the trial room, and the two of you came and went with each other, practicing happily.
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But Lin Muyu's melee boxing skills are really scum, and he has been in a situation of being beaten, and can only rely on the gourd defense to restore the decline.
"Peng!"
Under one blow, the air flow swelled, and Zhang Wei's horizontal fist was actually guessed and caught by this kid. He couldn't help but laughed and said, "Happy, enjoyable!"
As he said, Zhang Wei raised the corner of his mouth and smiled and asked, "Brother Lin Zhi, why did you offend Zongfang, one of the twelve deacons?"
"I don't know..." Lin Muyu gave a sloppy look and asked: "What is the origin of this retort? It is very powerful, and he entered the temple as a deacon at a young age. It should be very background, right?"
"More than a background?"
Zhang Wei raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The empire can have the world today, thanks to a famous general Zeng Yifan decades ago, who led 50,000 imperial soldiers to defeat 170,000 rangers in the First Battle of Liaoning. One hundred thousand enemies were killed and 40,000 captured. The danger in the north was solved in one fell swoop. Later, he was worshipped as a national teacher by the current emperor, hailed as the god of the imperial army, and canonized as a god, and this retort is the son of the god Hou Yifan!"
Today’s update is slightly changed, two chapters at 0:00, and another chapter at 12 noon~
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