Martial World Chapter 103: Accumulate
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1-layer layer of red air waves are emitted from Zhu Yan's sword. Zhu Yan's True Yuan, like his own name, has the characteristics of fire, so Zhu Yan's sword moves are often related to fire! With his True Yuan characteristics, the fire martial skill is even more powerful!
With the surge of crimson air, the original Martial Stage with a cool autumn mood suddenly set off a hot wind, and Zhu Yan made a move!
True Yuan is filled with Chiyan Sword. Zhu Yan ’s sword light is instantly woven into a large net in in the sky, like a cloud of burning fire, covering the sky.
"martial skill——Hongxiamantian!"
The sweltering heat wave came out, and the temperature of the entire Martial Stage suddenly rose. Some nearby disciples suddenly felt forced to retreats, and those big men, the expert guards around them, were supporting the True Yuan barrier to protect them. Master.
Zhu Yan didn't even have the initial test. When he first came up, he was martial skill.
Facing the sky ’s red flames, Lin Ming ’s small unit ’s breathing was adjusted to the same frequency. His True Yuan trembled spontaneously. This was the second time Lin Ming reached the Chaos True Yuan formula. The condensed True Yuan!
The thick True Yuan trembles like the trembling of the Honghong gun of 820 pounds, with horrible lethality in its stability!
This shock is getting stronger and stronger, faintly mingling with Lin Ming's pressure, turning into a howling wind, scattered impact!
The red flames came to the surface, Lin Ming stood still, sinking his right hand, and stabbed with a shot!
"Peng!"
The sound of deafening gas explosions is like the collapse of a mountain. The flame of the sky seems to be swept by a tornado. In the center of the flame, it is twisted into a vortex twisted by a gun, and this vortex blows straight Coming from Zhu Yan!
"Oh!" The vortex pierced Zhu Yan's body like a spinning cone!
The crowd was too late to exclaim, but the "Zhu Yan" pierced by the vortex turned into distorted light and shadow, and gradually dissipated.
"Afterimage?"
"It's Phantom God Steps! This Zhu Yan actually practiced such a movement!"
Zhu Yan has not shot in front of people for six months in a row. The disciples of Qixuanwufu only knew Zhu Yan's strength through the ranking on the ranking stone, but they couldn't see how Zhu Yan fought in the million kills. Naturally do not know what kind of Supreme Skill Zhu Yan has.
Zhu Yan lost his figure like a ghost and appeared on Lin Ming's side instantly!
No, to be precise, it was Zhu Yan who appeared first. But his sword!
Twenty-four times in a flash!
"嚓嚓 嚓嚓 ..."
The sword light of the sky is woven into a large airtight net. Zhu Yan's Sword Arts has reached already as early as possible.
Zhu Yan was known as Sword Arts at the age of 14 at Qingsang City. He joined the army for one year and spent two and a half years in Qixuanwu Mansion for more than three years. He even had already's own understanding of Sword Arts. His sword seemed to be integrated into Void. I saw sword light but no sword!
Lian Zhu Yan's trajectory of the sword is so unclear, how can he fight?
Even the top 40 disciples of Qixuanwufu, even the forged bones expert guards brought by the big men saw the sword light and felt cold in the spine. They replaced them and were enveloped in such sword light. Then already is defeated! Lin Ming's movement is just "basic steps." How to hide?
The idea of the crowd just flashed. Between electric light and flint, they had no time to think. At this time, Lin Ming already fired a gun.
The Guan Hong gun rushes out like a black dragon, and the shocking True Yuan stabs away with this gun like a turbulent tide. Straight into the sky of sword light.
"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!" It was only a moment, and Zhu Yan's sword did not know how many times he had hit the Guan Hong gun. At that moment, Zhu Yan felt that his sword was cut in the mountains. Lin Ming's True Yuan attached with a shot carried a heavy and steady shock, just like the big mountain shaking in the earthquake, stiffly dispersing his sword light.
He ca n’t shake Lin Ming ’s gun at all. If he does n’t collect the sword, he may stab Lin Ming, but he feels that as long as he is half a minute slower, his body may be torn by the violent vibration. !!
Zhu Yan's sword has been greatly affected by this strange vibration, like a fish caught in a mud.
Seeing that even his body was restrained by this shock, Zhu Yanqiang raised True Yuan, suddenly retreats.
"Oh!" Zhu Yandi landed on the ground, taking a few steps back, no longer the light and elegant movement.
"Huh? What happened to Zhu Yan?"
"What happened just now, Zhu Yan shot so many swords in an instant, how could Lin Ming be repelled with a single shot?"
"Why didn't he stab it? His sword has no shadow. It should be faster than Lin Ming's gun!"
None of the people present could understand the mystery contained in Lin Ming ’s shot. In their view, with Zhu Yanmovement and the speed of the sword, Lin Ming ’s shot should be avoided, and Lin Ming was stabbed. However, the fact is that Zhu Yan was embarrassed by Lin Ming's shot, but he stood on the platform like a mountain, without moving!
Even those guards expert in the forging period can't understand what just happened.
Hearing these people ’s discussions, Hong Xi smiled, in the heart secretly thought, "The little guy Lin Ming is really a wicked man. He has incorporated" Powder and Broken Fist "into the marksmanship. If this kind of shooting is not for personal experience, I ca n’t understand That kind of taste. At the time, Lao Tzu ate a lot of secret losses under this move. This time, let Zhu Yan, the kid, try it too.
Zhu Yan finally suppressed the rolling blood of in the heart, secretly pinching a cold sweat. At that moment, he felt that the rhythm of his heartbeat had changed, and the blood flow of whole body was blocked, as if to be countercurrent. What is going on?
He looked at Lin Ming. Lin Ming was holding a Honghong pistol, spear shaft extended obliquely, the tip of the gun pointed to the ground, and he was erect.
It is this posture and figure, but it fell into Zhu Yan in the eyes but it seemed unpredictable.
"Huh? Fear?" Zhu Yan in the heart was startled, and his in the heart actually had a fear in his body. Fear is the taboo of the heart of Martial Dao. The first level of fantasy realm is the courage of martial artist.
And this fear comes from Lin Ming!
"This kid!"
Zhu Yan's in the heart was filled with an inexplicable anger. He couldn't accept it, and his arrogance was trampled by a little man who he has always regarded as a ants!
Zhu Yanshuang's in the eyes flashed a gleam of light, and his anger quickly cut off the fear of in the heart. His figure rushed out, and his body dragged out a series of afterimages.
During Zhu Yan's sprint, his sword ignited a three-foot red flame, which was a flame ghost formed by Zhu Yan pouring a large amount of True Yuan into the sword.
Since fast move is not enough, Zhu Yan wants to win by force!
Zhu Yan sighed, his body leaped up, holding the sword in his hands, and fell down!
"It's a falling star!"
"The star-studded scoring of the middle class! martial skill stronger than Hongxia!"
The crowd's exclamation just shouted a few words, Zhu Yan's sword already to absorb had all the surrounding fire Yuan Essence, the power of this sword, like a meteorite burning with flames, fell down!
Lin Ming's mouth bends a radian. He likes it!
Lin Ming waved his hand. With a series of sparks splashes, Guan Hong gun drew an arc on the ground. A full moon pattern appeared on the hard Martial Stage ground.
Lin Ming pinpointed Zhu Yan's sword and stabbed it with a shot!
In expert's lightning-fast move, it is easier to stab the opponent's sword tip. However, for many years of disintegration and the previous month's crazy practice of guns, Lin Ming has learned a solid basic skill. His gun is like an arm commander. Even if a flying needle concealer flew over, Lin Ming could pierce it with the tip of a gun!
"Ding!" This shot of Lin Ming was stabbing Zhu Yan's sword!
Three-foot Chiyan sword, how to fight the honghong with 820 kilograms?
Only listening to a series of rusty metal deformations, Chi Yan Sword turned into a full moon because of the huge pressure of the collision of weapons!
At the same time, Lin Ming ’s vibration True Yuan collided with Zhu Yan ’s falling star, and the fierce shock once again made Zhu Yan ’s blood swell.
"Oh!" Chi Yan sword was bounced back, and Zhu Yan also flew out.
After all, the falling star is the martial skill of the middle class. Lin Ming was also forced by this heat wave and pressure, and he took three steps back!
"This Lin Ming, the first retreats!"
"It's not just retreats. From the time he took office to the present, he moved for the first time!"
Everyone naturally noticed this detail, Lin Ming didn't move before.
"You can't say that. Lin Ming's pressure just stayed still. If he moved, it proves that Zhu Yan has affected his pressure to some extent." There were still some old disciples who did not want to see Zhu Yan lose, an old student. Defeated by a freshman, they feel a sympathy for the sick.
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"Brother, do you think that the battle between Lin Ming and Zhu Yan is similar to his previous battle with Zhang Cang, obviously Zhu Yan was not stabbed, but was greatly affected." In a corner of Martial Stage, Tuoku watched the game and said to Lingsen.
"Well, Lin Ming's gun tricks are contained in mystery. I have read some classics before. It is said that the martial artist of the big accomplishment marksmanship understands the general situation of the world, and the rules of all things are poured into the gun. It also has a similar artistic conception with the sword. This expert does not need to send weapons to the enemy. It can kill each other only by relying on the potential! Lin Ming's marksmanship reminds me of these records. "
"Brother, the more you say more and more mysterious, how old is Lin Ming, how can he realize the gunshot."
"Of course he can't, otherwise he doesn't need to shoot a gun to deal with Zhu Yan, he can kill each other with one thought, but Lin Ming's gun did not touch Zhu Yan at all, but still affected Zhu Yan. This, but Much like a gunshot! "
While Ling Sen and Tuoku were talking, Zhu Yan was fighting with Lin Ming again. Zhu Yan no longer used martial skill or the gorgeous sword light, but only used the simplest and most straightforward sword trick. However, even so However, he still felt that his sword was dragged by an invisible force and restrained everywhere.
Lin Ming, on the other hand, is getting more and more brave in such a fight!
He's getting ready! (To be continued)