Martial World Chapter 322: Slay the Python
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A red python with a body length of more than 20 feet. Its body is thicker than that of the hundred years tree. Each scale has a soldier's shield size. Its sharp fangs are like spears, and its mouth is large enough to open its mouth. Can swallow an elephant. ◎ Smart kids remember super fast hand hit updates.
This kind of python is only the first-class among the fourth-level beasts, and its strength is equivalent to Houtian Mid-term martial artist In the whole country of Heaven, if it is not counted expert It's hard to beat anyone.
You know, even Marshal Qin Xiao and the well-known Mr. Mu Yi are just Houtian mid-term cultivation level, and Qingsang City does not have any Houtian martial artist at all.
"Lin Ming, be careful!" Lin Wanshan shouted with a throat in his back, Lin Ming rushed too deep.
"Lin Shaoxia, that's a fourth-level monster! Wait for our brother to join hands with Lin Shaoxia." Shi Linkai and others immediately approached Lin Ming with a slashing sword, and they approached the Ming with such a python. You can sweep the Tower Shield defense array by a single flick, and once the array is destroyed, the army will be damaged in countless ways. You must kill it outside!
The only thing they can rely on is Lin Ming.
Lin Ming looked at the giant python in front of his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly. The fierce beast in the middle of the power Houtian is at most equivalent to the level of Huoyan Luo. It is not difficult for Lin Ming to kill it in seconds. !!
But there is still one pair of eyes in the crowd looking at himself, Lin Ming doesn't want to reveal his hidden strength.
"Oh!"
Lin Ming spear swept, a lap kill, directly cleared the surrounding rotten wolf, and then he spear straightened, pierced the red python and went away!
"Lin Shaoxia. Be careful!"
Qingsang City martial artist didn't know where Lin Ming's strength was. To them, the genius of Qixuangu was too far away. Although he knew that Lin Ming was powerful, he saw that he was rushing to the red giant alone. Boa, everyone couldn't help holding their breath.
The pair of Yin eyes hidden in the crowd have always locked Lin Ming. "A gigantic red python is definitely not his opponent, it depends on how hard he works."
The **** arranged by Ouyang Boyan is from Qixuangu. Of course, he understands the terribleness of Qixuangu's disciples. However, in his capacity, when he was young, he did not have the opportunity to play against a genius like Jiang Boyun. He could understand the channels of discipling the strength of his disciples. It's just listening to other people's rumors or watching genius battles.
But this time, Zongzong Huiwu stayed in the Heavenly Fortune Kingdom and did not witness the battle between Lin Ming and Jiang Boyun. He did not have an intuitive concept of Lin Ming ’s strength. He had to pass through Lin Ming's shot to understand.
"Oh!"
The chirping python made a harsh, hoarse hissing, and the huge tail was drawn towards Lin Ming like a whip.
Jinpeng is broken!
Lin Ming deliberately suppressed Jin Peng's speed of breaking through the void, but he still easily avoided the attack of the red python.
"Boom!"
The snake tail slammed heavily on the ground, the earth and rocks shattered, and the ground trembled. More than a dozen rotten wolves were crushed directly into flesh!
Shi Lin, who was rushing over, saw this scene from afar, but felt that his spine was cold, and the fourth-level beast was too scary. Whoever was caught by this tail would absolutely have no bones. And its attack speed is so fast, it is still unknown if you can't hide with your own three-legged cat movement ...
Shi Linkai just shouted that he would join hands with Lin Ming to fight against the enemy, but now look at it, can it really be used as a drag? I'm afraid I was killed by accident!
This is true even for Shi Linkai, the other martial artist is even worse. Zhuang Fan and others are just the beginning of Ningmai. Personal strength is not as good as Shi Linkai, was rubbed by the tail of the red-headed python, I am afraid that he died.
Apart from Lin Ming, no one is qualified to entangle with a red python, and it is dead!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Red-tailed python slammed the ground one tail after another. Lin Ming has always used the advantages of movement to flash left and right, and it looks like a circle, but every time he can just avoid the attack of red-python python. .
Lin Wanshan saw all the sweat coming out. If it was too late, Lin Ming would die!
Lin Ming is the hope of Lin Family in the future. If he dies here ... not only will Lin Family suffer heavy losses, but Qingsang City will not be able to keep it.
Lin Wanshan swallowed a mouthful, in the heart was anxious, but he was completely helpless.
Several rotten wolves were smashed to death, and their flesh was blurred. Other rotten wolves dared not come forward, leaving a vacant area of dozens of feet for Lin Ming to fight with the red python, for a while, The whole beast cháo's attack slowed down.
"Are you not planning to use your hole cards?" Among the crowd, the shadow of Yin Shen muttered to himself. He did not think that Lin Ming had a half chance of failure, only that Lin Ming had delayed so long to save strength. After all, this time the beast cháo was just the beginning.
"Hula-"
The red-headed python suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a large piece of venom. The red-headed python was completely angry at this human who did not dare to confront it but had been entangled with it.
The venom spreads away in in the sky, like the pouring rain, it is inevitable.
Seeing that Lin Ming was about to be enveloped by venom, Lin Ming's spear turned, and the electric light of Zi Shou whistled out!
"Crap!"
In the evening shrouded by the Yin cloud, the electric light of the purple astral **** thunder looks more bright and dazzling!
The venom near me was directly scorched by Thunder Lightning. Lin Ming whole body was wrapped in purple lightning, a spear, and pierced the red python.
Electric light flashes!
Lin Ming under the gray sèyin cloud is like the Thunder God of War. The red-headed python opened his mouth and slammed into Lin Ming.
"Oh!"
Lin Ming avoided the fangs of the red python and stabbed into the python's jaw. Then he walked over the body of the python. spear dragged behind him. A deep blood groove, flesh flew!
This shot, from beginning to end!
"Oh !!!!"
The red-headed python hissed in the sky, the snake croaked through the cloud-splitting stone, and the purple light entangled its huge body. The blood arrow pierced the sky like a fountain, and shè was ten feet tall!
Lin Ming's whole body bathed in blood, his long hair split on his back. At this time, he was just like the same Shura war demon.
Seeing this battle in the distance, 10,000 sergeants couldn't speak. The twenty-foot giant snake was sizzling in the sky and the blood was blue. These scenes were too shocking.
Won?
Lin Wanshan looked excited.
Lin Ming actually won, and he even killed the fourth-level fierce beast python!
As soon as the red python dying, the offensive of the rotten wolves immediately slowed down. After a few rounds of xing's killing, it actually retreated like cháo water.
"The wolves are back!"
"We're holding on!"
After resisting the impact of tens of thousands of rotten wolves, the exhausted soldiers of already cheered, and the archers were still shooting arrows, but the pursuit was impossible, not to mention that the soldiers ’physical strength already was close to the limit. That is, they are full of energy, and impossible is carrying heavy equipment to hunt down the rotten wolf that is good at long distance attacks.
Lin Ming, carrying spear, came back from the battlefield alone. In this battle, there were hundreds of thousands of rotten wolves he killed alone. At the same time, he killed and killed several tertiary beasts. A four-level red python, all other expert record in the condensate period is less than half of his record.
Of course, this is nothing compared to Xing. Lin Ming's strength is not at the same level as them.
"Finally, he has used the power of Thunder, but his weapon of thunder energy has not been used ..."
When the soldiers came out, a figure murmured to himself. Although he didn't watch Lin Ming's participation in the General Zonghui, he got a lot of information. Lin Ming's card was the power of Thunder. There is also a needle-shaped weapon condensed by Thunder energy, that weapon is Lin Ming's true trump card.
"If you do n’t count that needle-shaped mine energy weapon, what Lin Ming showed just now should be his full strength. It probably beats the ordinary Houtian late martial artist, which is about what I expected. Opponent, but if I want to make a shot, I must guarantee to kill ... otherwise it is very troublesome!
The close friend arranged by Ouyang Boyan, cultivation level is the late Houtian, but after all, he is a disciple of Qixuangu. His combat power is much stronger than ordinary Houtian late martial artist.
The wolves retreated, counting the casualties, and the soldiers were damaged by more than 800.
This casualty, already is very good.
When Lin Ming returned to Qingsang City, he began to retreat and adjust his breath. In fact, he originally consumed little. In addition to his strong resilience, True Yuan already added seven or eighty-eight. His retreat was just pretending.
Lin Ming's intention is to lead the snake out of the hole and unexpectedly fight back.
After winning the first battle, Qingsang city guard army pressure rose sharply, but now is not the time to celebrate, there may be other herds in the back, they must persist until the reinforcements arrive.
The dinner is very rich. The major families have come up with good meat and good food.
The only regret is that you can't drink alcohol. The soldiers ate heartily and replaced them with water.
At the banquet, the soldiers have been talking about Lin Ming shooting one by one during the chaos war, rushing into the tens of thousands of wolves and killing the red python, which is a legend to ordinary soldiers.
"Lao Lin, you Lin Family are going to have a power that can be passed down through the ages." After dinner, Zhuang Fan took a pure gold hookah and walked to Lin Wanshan, saying that among the forces in Qingsang City Lin Family and the dealer have the best relationship because of business cooperation.
"I didn't expect that we were too short-sighted. The strength of Qixuangu's disciples could reach such a level." Lin Wanshan looked at the warm lights from Lin Ming's closed account camp, his mind was complicated.
The gap is too far! As far as he couldn't understand, Qixuangu's self-discipline disciples' coagulation period martial artist was even stronger than their Houtian martial artist!
"The frontier army started already the day before yesterday. It will take another seven or eight days to arrive. With Lin Ming in, we may be able to hold it. Today, the wolves killed by Lin Ming alone accounted for one-tenth of the total number of enemies killed. First, all high-level beasts were killed by Lin Ming alone. "(To be continued.
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