Immortal Devil Transformation: Leng Yu Ye, why is it a battle of more ranks

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A rain quietly fell in Qingyuan City.

The rain is very cold, pattering, but since it is rain, not snow, it indicates that this winter in the Yunqin Empire is about to pass.

The itchiness in Lin Xi's body, like countless ants crawling, has disappeared a lot in the past few days, but the itchiness in his body comes from a dark disease in his body. In Biluoling, his bones I don’t know how much the flesh and blood in his body are broken. Although the elixir at Qingluan Academy and Tang Yuren are probably the most powerful doctors in the world, after half a year of life like a vegetative person, the flesh and blood in his body and The bones finally grew well, able to withstand some of his strenuous activities, but the flesh and bones where the original flesh and bone broke, and the reconnected flesh and bones, are new. At this time, it is like the new flesh and bones in his body, fusing with his body, and the new bones become "old bones." Therefore, in the rainy days of this climate change, the numbness in his body was clearer and more uncomfortable than the previous few days.

However, this tingling feeling not only made Lin Xi feel dry, but it also made him a little excited, and even a desire to fight against others.

He is a cultivator after all, and he is a powerful cultivator who has crossed the rank of national scholar.

If you want to kill Wenren Cang Yue and his powerful subordinates, you can only make yourself more able to fight and become stronger in battle.

Although I had a fight with Su Zhongwen before, it was just a breath or two. Just trying Su Zhongwen's combat power, he was not really a shot at all.

This kind of fight without heartfelt shots, on the contrary, is like a fire primer, igniting the unstoppable desire to fight with others in his heart.

He is now waiting for an opponent who can make him a hearty shot, the "painter" who will come for Chen Feirong.

He can be sure that this "painter" will come tonight.

Because he and Chen Feirong moved to the "Lingering Garden", a secluded courtyard purchased by Da Sheng Gao in Qingyuan City, and Chen Feirong used quietness as a reason, leaving only a few in the garden. A few servants, this place is far away from the garrison station, it is the best time to start.

Although this "painter" was forced by his practice and life to change his career to do secretly killing people, Lin Xi knew that for many years he hadn't done his own habit. Once he did it, whether he was forced to do it or If I want to do it myself, the wildfire in my heart is definitely burning very badly. With an excellent mobile phone meeting, it is extremely difficult to resist waiting for another day or two.

The cold rain pounded on the eaves and the plantains in the courtyard, making a quiet sound.

Lin Xi closed her eyes, as if she was asleep, feeling quietly.

In the deep alley in the distance, there seemed to be a faint dog barking.

Suddenly, Lin Xi opened his eyes. With a movement of his figure, he arrived at the door like an arrow shot by a strong bow. However, his hand fell on the door, but he pushed it open silently and down. In a breath, it has fallen into the black brick corridor outside the entrance.

Across a moon-like doorway, under a rain corridor on the opposite side, stood a visitor in a brown shirt. His face had no facial features, but the color was very mottled, but it was painted with oil. Feel free to apply the mask.

"Friend, who are you, it is not a good thing to come uninvited at this time."

Lin Xi naturally knows who is here, but he put his hands together slightly, like a humble doorman practitioner, calmly staring at the other person and asking.

The other party did not move immediately, looked at Lin Xi, and made a slightly admiring voice, "I can't imagine such a small place...There will be masters like you who can actually perceive my arrival."

"What's the matter?" Chen Feirong's voice sounded in a wing room in the courtyard where Lin Xi was, and she seemed to be getting dressed.

"My friend, no matter who you are, this is a private house. We don't want to cause trouble. If you leave, we won't pursue it anymore." Lin Xi said solemnly.

"There is a beauty like a jade, I can't see it with my own eyes, how can I run for nothing on such a cold and rainy night?"

The painter with brown clothes and colorful face heard Chen Feirong's voice and smiled slightly. As soon as the laughter started, his toes lightly touched the ground and he swept straight towards Lin Xi.

Between him and Lin Xi, there is a rainy Mingtang and two lush banana trees. However, the majestic breath and strong wind that exudes from him caused all the raindrops close to him to be shaken. Fly, the leaves of the banana tree will automatically fly to both sides and break apart.

In a breath, he passed through a courtyard, passed through the full moon gate, and approached Lin Xi.

In the face of the painter’s fierce coming, Lin Xi gave a soft drink, and finally exhaled the dryness and desire that had accumulated in his body for a long time. At the same time, he did not retreat but advanced, and two powerful soul powers were controlled by his The foot gushes out, causing his whole person to fly forward obliquely towards the painter.

In an instant, Lin Xi was flying to the front of the brown-clothed and colorful face painter, the cotton shirt on her right arm exploded, and every muscle in her arm exploded with amazing power, and she pulled out her back between the electric light and flint. The long sword he was holding, a sword thrust towards the painter's throat.

This sword is like a spring thunder and thunder that has arrived in advance, unspeakably swift and sharp.

However, in the face of such a sword, a smile of disdain flashed in the painter's eyes. His right hand seemed to shrink back slightly, but there was a blade of light under his wrist.

A light brown short knife slashed towards Lin Xi's sword-holding wrist with a backhand strike.

The speed of the sword light is far surpassing Lin Xi's lightning-like sword light, just like Lin Xi's wrist came up to chop him.

But at this moment, the air in front of Lin Xi seemed to shake violently, and Lin Xi's body was suddenly beaten in the air. With this knife, he instantly lost his sense of measure and cut into the air!

Lin Xi looked up at this moment.

His madness, all the suppressed negative emotions, and powerful killing intent seemed to gush out from his eyes at this moment and turned into a sword intent that soared to the sky.

His cotton-padded jacket on his right shoulder cracked, and the spirit power erupted in an instant, making his entire right arm suddenly become longer, and he threw it forward violently. He had already changed because of the pause in his body. The sword power, which had been exhausted by some mountains and rivers, became more swift and violent, slashing forward to the artist's eyebrows.

This is Lin Xi's truly hearty sword, absolutely absolutely!

An incredible look of shock flashed in the painter's eyes.

He wasn't shocked at the cultivation level of Lin Xi's state scholar-level and his ability to control spirit power, but was shocked at the speed at which Lin Xi's spirit power was deployed.

With the exquisite use of spirit power, as long as there is a lot of battle, it is possible for Lin Xi to do this, but in such a short period of time, such a rapid use of spirit power in the body is simply impossible.

Even with his cultivation base beyond the first level, it is impossible to do it.

This is fundamentally a violation of the spiritual power of the practitioner and the common sense of the body.

In extreme shock, the artist's left hand stretched out quickly.

These are two extremely well-maintained, white jade-like fingers, which seem to be trying to clamp Lin Xi’s long sword, but when his **** just stretched out, they were The majestic breath has rushed from between his two fingers.

A huge power, like burning, ignited from his fingertips.

"Boom!"

The space between him and Lin Xi shook violently again, and the power gushing out of his body instantly formed the shape of a red flame bird, which impacted on the long sword in Lin Xi's hand.

In the very short time of a few fractions of breath, the blood spattered from Lin Xi's hand, and the long sword flew out directly.

The huge power overflowed, and his body was completely stopped in the air by the impact, and the strips of cotton robe on his body were torn apart, and he was flying backwards.

Zhang Lingyun's previous prediction of the strength of the "painter" is correct. The painter is indeed a practitioner who is already approaching the peak of the Great National Master and has successfully melted his soul.

The reason why there are so many levels among practitioners is that there are huge differences in the strength between each level.

Practitioners of the Great National Division, the physical strength of the soul power, are still much stronger than the practitioners of the Nationalist Rank. The rapid burst of soul power in the body, transformed into a powerful force, is enough to transform the Nationalist rank The practitioner flew out.

Furthermore, this is only a practitioner of a great country division. If a practitioner of the Saint division erupts with all their soul power, ordinary practitioners can't get close at all, and they will be blasted into a **** dregs when they meet each other.

In the face of overwhelming power, all skills are false.

In the concept of the world of practitioners, it is absolutely impossible for a practitioner of the junior level of the state scholar to challenge the practitioner who is close to the peak of the great state division.

After all, Qingyuan City is only a small city. The entire Qingyuan City had no practitioners of the great power level before. That's why Zhang Lingyun has absolute certainty, so the painter dared to do such a thing.

……

The knife in the painter's hand continued to pierce Lin Xi's lower abdomen.

Although Lin Xi’s blow was completely dismantled with absolute power, the strength of the opponent’s performance made the painter a little nervous, and according to the previous news to him, the big treasurer in the room was also a A cultivator, if he is also such a strong person, if the two join forces, it will pose a threat to him, so he must immediately eliminate the person in front of him.

In the perception of the two cultivators, the world at this moment is relatively slow. Lin Xi is starting to fly backwards, but his left hand is still pressed hard against the artist’s right wrist holding the knife. Stop the knife.

The painter did not change the sword posture.

Because he originally thought that Lin Xi's spirit power transfer was very weird, this knife only wanted to severely damage Lin Xi, and didn't want to kill Lin Xi directly. In his opinion, even if his wrist intersects with Lin Xi's hand, his strength is enough to severely inflict Lin Xi.

However, at this moment, the battle situation that was originally strong and weak due to the absolute difference in power has undergone extremely subtle and strange changes.

The artist felt that the spirit power in Lin Xi's body erupted at an extremely alarming speed again.

A rapid spirit power gushed out of Lin Xi's hand, and in the time he couldn't react at all, it turned into a golden lightning and hit his hand.

The painter’s eyes widened unbelievably. The intense burning and numbness even stopped his soul power at this moment. However, the shock and numbness that left his brain blank has not stopped. He saw , Lin Xi’s light cyan flying sword that had already taken off his hand and was flying backwards, flashed a dazzling silver light, and stopped tyrannically in the air, like a jumping silver lightning, reflecting back... There was a dinner in the evening. , But decided to put some pressure on myself, this last day of November, we still have to do three shifts! There is one more tonight! ) Q