Martial World Chapter 163: A moment of life and death!
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Seeing this scene, the corner of the fireman ’s mouth raising smirked, cultivation level could not fly less than martial artist of Xiantian, not to mention Lin Ming, even if it was expert at the peak of Houtian, it must be broken from a height of 1000 feet!
It's too easy to kill!
Although it is certain that Lin Ming is going to die, the fireman still chases after the **** of wind carving. One is to determine the death of Lin Ming, and the other is to kill and cross the goods, and not to mention anything else. Jie and that heavy silver gun is a good thing. Such a large fortune, of course, can not be missed.
How fast is it to fall down from high altitude, and in an instant, Lin Ming already drops dozens of feet in height.
In the tumbling of in the sky, Lin Ming's soul power completely locked the figure of the fireman. At this moment, his mind was calmer than ever!
Half foot into the expert of the Houtian, he will definitely fight even if there is a thunderbolt. Now there is only one chance to defeat.
"To kill me, I'll pull you back!"
Lin Ming grabbed the tail of the heavy mysterious soft silver gun, the nine-foot spear went out, the cold light flashed on the tip of the gun, murderous aura overflowed!
The hunting wind was blowing head on, Lin Ming whole body True Yuan quickly turned around, and he suddenly lifted a mouthful of True Qi.
"The mood of the wind-Jin Peng breaks the void !!"
His arms are stretched out horizontally, an invisible force is generated under him from nothing, and the speed of holding Lin Ming suddenly slows down!
At the time when he realized the wind in the wind tunnel, he could leave his body half in the sky and stay in the wind, not to mention his great strength now.
Lin Ming gritted his teeth, his body suddenly pulled up, and went straight to the fireman!
The fireman chased down by the Royal Eagle was shocked. He never dreamed that Lin Ming could borrow money at half in the sky!
How is that possible! ?
Even Ouyang 荻 huā who has seen Lin Ming movement. I also never expected that Lin Ming's movement already could guard against the wind.
In general cognition. Only Xiantian martial artist can fly with thick True Yuan, which is common sense.
"Did this kid reach Xiantian Realm?"
Fireman in the mind flashed this idea, but rejected it instantly.
This must be impossible. Immediately after the firework, Lin Ming already rushed to within ten feet, holding a heavy black soft silver gun, the body's pressure broke out instantly!
"The dragon is out to sea!"
A diagonal shot pierced straight from the armpit. For a time, the sharp True Yuan tore the air, and the silver-white tip of the gun was straight like a shooting star!
The fireman then slammed back and he pulled out his long sword. Yell. Slash at Lin Ming's heavy silver gun with one stroke!
However, at this moment, Lin Ming's gunman's hand sank suddenly, the tip of the gun missed blade point, and went straight to the carving of Shenfeng!
"Oops!"
The fireman was terrified, and then he suddenly realized. Lin Ming's attack target was not him at all, but his mount.
Without a mount, he fell from the height of ** 100 feet and broke his bones!
"You die!"
The fireman screamed angrily, and cut off with a knife to Lin Ming. The already on the sword ignited a raging fire. As long as Lin Ming stabbed the gun, his flame True Yuan would definitely hit or even kill Lin Ming!
It's all about fighting, it depends on who is more severe!
But at this moment, Lin Ming's body suddenly retreats!
The fireman slashed. But he also repelled Lin Ming's attack. As long as Shenfengdiao was okay and landed on the ground, he had an absolute advantage.
But at this moment, an incredible scene happened, although Lin Ming's body was retreats. But the heavy black soft silver gun in his hand suddenly stretched out, the inscription technique-shotgun!
A dozen-foot-long gun rushes out like snow, and the skill attached to the inscription "罡" is "gun 罡" condensed into a part of the gun with True Yuan. As long as True Yuan is strong enough, the gun can be Unlimited extension! !!
"Oh!"
The gun pierced into the body of Shenfengdiao without any doubt, and penetrated the heart and lungs obliquely!
"Squeak-ah-" Shenfengdiao screamed, and his body suddenly lost his balance.
"True Yuan is shaped, and your strength is as good as silk!"
Lin Ming didn't give the fireman a chance at all. The heavy silver gun in his hand trembled and reached the level of shock. The True Yuan suddenly burst out. More than 5,000 True Yuan rushed into God like 5,000 fierce dragons. The body of the wind sculpture shatters all of its internal organs!
"Oh!"
Shenfeng Diao whole body sprays blood, explodes and dies!
"You're looking for death!"
The fireman both eyes is red, the broken body of the stepped Kamikaze jumps suddenly, and rushes out with the help of the rebound force. At the same time, a scream is heard in his mouth, calling for another Kamikaze to fly towards him.
How can Lin Ming fail to see his intention? He stretched his arms and raised another True Yuan, spear pointed directly and pierced the second **** of wind carving!
"Stop!" The fireman's eye is broken, and if this kamikaze dies again, he is finished!
"Red Lotus Purgatory!" The fireman sang loudly, his body burst into flames, and he slashed out, red lotus blooming, as if the sky was dark, it seems that this strange red lotus swallowed up the sun's light!
When Lin Ming and Zhu Yan first fought, Zhu Yan used this trick at the last minute to overdraw his vitality, but compared with the fireman, no matter the lethality of pressure or flame, it was a lot weaker!
Seeing the scorching red lotus coming straight, Lin Ming's arms spread across the wings of Dapeng, his feet walked in a strange way, and his body flew out like a kite.
This is the in the sky pace of Jin Peng's imagination-Dapeng Royal Wind. At the beginning, Lin Ming defeated Zhang Guanyu, using the mood of the wind to match the basic pace. Although the high-level movement martial skill did not win at the pace, it did not represent Jin Peng There is no own pace to break through the void!
"Hello !!!"
Honglian Purgatory rushed out against Lin Ming ’s body, but the energy contained in the fireman ’s attack was too powerful. Even though Lin Ming avoided Honglian Purgatory, he was still carried by the burning storm in Honglian Purgatory At that moment, the blood swelled and the body rolled away obliquely.
The fireman took the opportunity to wave a long whip, which was wrapped around the paw of Shenfengdiao, and his body's descending speed suddenly slowed down.
In the tumbling, Lin Ming glimpsed this scene. in the heart was in a hurry. His time was running out, and now he is only three or four hundred feet away from the ground already!
Turn your hand over the Xuan Xuan soft silver gun into Xu Mijie. With a weight of 1,200 pounds, Lin Ming was as light as a bird!
One more word of True Yuan. Lin Ming stepped on the Void and headed for the Divine Wind.
"Get away!"
The fireman grabbed the long whip, swung his strength, and flew towards Lin Ming obliquely, scoring Lin Mingming with a scorching fire.
The fireman is worthy of jumping into the top of Houtian's expert with one foot. Even if he has many restrictions on half in the sky, he can still attack Lin Ming with advantage.
"Clang!"
The fireman's hastily slashed the sword, which still has extremely powerful power. Lin Ming turned out the heavy silver gun and made a horizontal block, and his body flew out. The hot flame True Yuan coming from his face was blowing his full focus!
Lin Ming flew up at in the sky. With a mouthful of True Yuan, the rolling blood in the chest is pressed down, and the eyes are locked at the **** wind carving dozens of feet away. This distance, already exceeds the limit that the gun can attack.
The attack range is not enough!
Lin Ming fiercely gritted his teeth, and swiped his right hand with a stroke. He even took another spear!
This gun, eight inches and eight inches long, spear shaft Ziwu sè, red gun head, Correct already has been used for a long time!
"Dead!"
Lin Ming shouted, the strength of seven or eight thousand pounds suddenly burst out, the vibration True Yuan was poured into the Guan Hong gun, aimed at the Shenfeng carving, and threw it suddenly!
"Oh!"
Punhong gun broke the air. The sharp roar sound like a sharp knife scoring the ice surface can be imagined only by listening to the sound!
At this time, the fireman had just used his sword and was exhausted. At half-in the sky, there was nowhere to borrow. He could only watch this gun shove to the **** of wind carving dozens of feet away!
Although the Shenfeng Diao is a tertiary monster. But Lin Ming was powerful and terrifying. He recently swallowed five hundred years blood ganoderma, and his blood was as strong as a stove. The speed of the Honghong gun thrown out almost caught up with the sound, how could it dodge.
"Oh!"
The Shenfeng Diao was pierced by the gun Hong Guan had no suspense!
Blood was taken out a dozen feet high, and Guan Hong's gun went down, straight through the clouds!
"Ahhhh!"
The fireman yelled furiously, grabbed the whip, and once again took advantage of the sword to Lin Ming, but the **** of wind carving is dead, and the fireman has insufficient leverage. .
The sword fell short, and the fireman's body fell quickly.
Now there are still 178 feet in height from the ground!
"Boy, you remember it for me !!!"
The fireman roared angrily, and his body fell faster and faster!
Lin Ming raised his gun and chased straight down. At a height of less than 200 feet, I didn't know that the dead half who fell or fell into the Houtian's martial artist.
"That being the case, I add another fire."
Lin Ming trembled with a soft silver gun, the skill of inscription-shot!
A dozen feet of guns rushed straight out, Lin Ming raised his gun with both hands, aimed at the fireman, and smashed it severely!
"Oh!"
Naturally, there is no fireman in this level of attack. He blocked the shot with one lift.
However, at this moment, the fireman ’s body is like a polo being hit by a polo bat, and the falling speed is soaring!
"Ahhhh! I want you to smash corpses!"
The angry roar of the fireman was ignored by Lin Ming. He poured True Yuan into the fire jing and thunder spirit in the seeds of the evil god, brewing thunder fire to kill.
Let him die while he is ill!
His already made up his mind. Even if the fireman was dying, he would never leave his hand and used the strongest blow!
After all, the other party is a half-step Houtian martial artist, and it is likely to come from the Seven Xuangu. The martial artist of the Seven Xuangu is generally higher than the worldly martial artist. The peak of the world's Ningmai expert is not a problem.
This firework is probably not too weak compared to the worldly Houtian martial artist. Faced with such a strong enemy, Lin Ming dare not have the slightest intention.
However, just as the fireman was about to fall to the ground fiercely, Lin Ming's face changed. They were in the wild forest of Southern Border at this moment. When the fireman fell into the forest, he suddenly waved his hand. Long whip is wrapped around a thick tree branch!
"Damn!"
Sorry, the update is late. Real luck, I will leave Yunnan, and catch up with power outages. Lancang is said to have frequent power outages. No matter Internet cafes, hotels, banks have their own diesel generators, I am dizzy + _ +, the most bad luck is that I After going to the Internet cafes, I encountered a broken generator belt. The computer in the Internet cafes reset the data to zero after restarting. !! Fortunately, I did not write a few hundred words, not too distressed, just waiting for more than two hours to change the belt, faint.
(To be continued ...)