Martial World Chapter 326: killer

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With Lin Ming's strength, he rushed at full speed in the beast group, just like a knife cut through a cricket, sharp and incomparable. In an instant, he already rushed into the depth of ten miles. Here already is close to the beast group The edge strip is out.

Always followed the figure behind Lin Ming slightly, "Dash so deep? Did he find me?"

He thought that Lin Ming was stimulated by the killing speed of the young man in the yellow clothes. He stayed beside the young man in the yellow clothes and was afraid to be rushed into the herd, but he rushed to the edge of the herd in one breath. But it's too deep.

"Did you lead me out, boy?" Heiying's face sank,

"I still don't know the strength of my strength, so he dares to lead me out. He wants to solve me in turn? This kid is so confident that he is arrogant. Does he think he is invincible!"

He did not have the full confidence to kill Lin Ming. After all, Lin Ming already has become a genius that Shenhuang Island has paid close attention to before. He has always hidden strength. It is not surprising that he has a life-saving hole card, but he never thought Ming has the ability to kill himself.

He is a disciple of the Eight Classics of the Sect. In the later period of cultivation level Houtian, he has a solid foundation. How could he be killed by a middle-aged boy in Lin Ming. It is impossible to say that Lin Ming, even the idiot Huang Yizong's young man in Huang Yizong, did not look at him at all.

Back ten thousand steps, even if he can't beat Lin Ming, he can easily withdraw from the whole body, a late Houtian sect gate martial artist, if one mind escapes, it is very difficult to kill him.

Although there is not enough confidence in killing Lin Ming, he must take a shot now, otherwise Qingsang City's reinforcements will arrive and he will have no chance. His life, already and Ouyang Boyan are tied together, wait until Lin Ming Grow to the point where you can ignore the rules of Seven Xuangu. It's his death.

"Go to death!"

Shadow Acceleration. He converged to kill, whole body flashed with the hazy black magic light, this light blended with the surrounding night light. It seemed that his body was hidden in Void out of thin air.

"Stab your heart!"

The sword light almost completely hidden in the night in the sky, under the cover of the killing of the herd, pierced the back of Lin Ming.

"It's finally here!"

Lin Ming sneered. Not afraid of thieves stealing, they are afraid of thieves, as long as the other party comes out, he is nothing terrible.

whole body True Yuan circulates, Lin Ming spear turns around, electro-optical flashes, and a shot full of True Yuan comes straight.

Back to the carbine!

It is still the simplest move in basic gun tricks, but under the increase of Qing Cang True Yuan and the power of Thunder, the power of this gun is extremely horrible.

"Cuck!" Hei Sè's sword qi was smashed and smashed, Lin Ming spear was very strong. Pierce the throat of the shadow directly.

"Huh? Afterimage? No ... it's an illusion!"

Between the electric light and the flint, Lin Ming had no time to close his gun, and with the sound of the sharp sword roaring. It was stabbed again. At a tricky angle, pierce Lin Ming's left rib. Want to pierce his heart.

The Power of Thunder!

"Boom!"

With a bang, the Panlong steel needle hidden in Lin Ming's body burst out, and numerous electric snakes rushed around, the black shadow moaned, and the body quickly retreated.

Lin Ming also had pain in the ribs, his torn clothes ripped apart, and a light blood mark appeared under the left rib.

Incorporate Panlong steel needles into the body to prevent melee attacks. This trick he used to deal with Jiang Boyun and used it to break Jiang Boyun's unparalleled speed.

"You've figured it out." Lin Ming wiped away the blood stains under his ribs, leaving only a small amount of wounds.

killer is a little old man with a slender figure and a black mask on his face, holding a very thin soft sword in his hand, only two feet in length. This sword is best for assassination, regardless of the length of two feet. It is enough to pierce the heart from any angle, and the thin and short blade is easy to hide.

The little old man is looking at the wound that can hardly be regarded as a wound under Lin Ming, and his face is uncertain, although his attack could not be carried out due to the power of the thunder, but it would not cause only such a little damage. Does it mean that he has any special means to increase defense?

"Are you from Ouyang Boyan?" Lin Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and asked calmly.

"Hey, you do n’t need to talk to me. You and I have no revenge. I ’m not vengeful at this time. I just use people's money and help people to deal with disasters. When you go to Yin Cao Difu, don't blame me. ... "The old man grinned, his voice was extremely hoarse, and as he spoke, his face was shaking so badly that he could even see the thin, thin edges of the face, like a skull.

Lin Ming smiled suddenly, "The face scarf you use for acting is really good."

The old man sank for a while, "what does this mean?"

"Haha, Bifu master, it's all here. Are you still pretending to use your skills, and still use a face towel? Take it straight down, your Disguise Technique, I already once coached, and you It's a bad deception. Do you think I will be fooled a second time in the same way? "

Lin Ming originally thought that the lurkers would be apprentices to Ouyang Boyan. After all, such things can only be assured if they are given to the apprentices office.

But Ouyang Boyan is an Acacia disciple, and his apprentice should also be an Acacia disciple, but why is he so good at concealment? These abilitys should be the only disciples of the fantasy school.

While the fantasy ancestors who are hostile to Lin Ming, cultivation level is still in Houtian period, which means blue sky!

There are only blues, and they are in a camp with Ouyang Boyen, so the two can cooperate with each other and kill themselves together.

In the original impression of Lin Ming, the blue sky is the cultivation level of the peak of Houtian in the middle. Now it breaks through the late stage of Houtian. I am afraid that it has gained any benefit from Ouyang Boyan.

Of course, all of this is just his guess. Lin Ming's Disguise Technique can't be seen. He said that he was just cheating.

The old man had no expression on his face, and said coldly, "I don't know what you're talking about, delaying time and other support? It's useless, you are not my opponent at all, you will die today."

"Oh? do you think so?" Lin Ming said, licking his lips excitedly, his eyes full of war.

cultivation level broke through the middle of the condensed veins, and got purple guns and terrestrial erythritis. Lin Ming's strength has increased greatly. He always hopes to find a good opponent to verify his strength. Before that, he clamored in front of him The man in yellow didn't arouse Lin Ming's interest at all.

And Blue, a good choice for Correct.

"It is a good thing that youngster has arrogance, but if it is too arrogant, it is equivalent to an idiot! Let's die!"

"Oh!"

The little old man moved, his body moved quickly, and all ash sèradiance was thrown out of him. Every rays of light man shouted, the little old man's figure appeared one more.

In an instant, the little old man pulled out thirty-six.

The speed is fast enough to the point that ordinary people's eyes can't keep up with the speed of martial artist, and they will leave a very short visual residue on the iris, which is the afterimage.

However, Lin Ming's perception is extremely acute. The little old man is so fast that impossible pulls out 36 afterimages in front of his eyes, which means that the little old man is not using an afterimage at all, but an illusion.

It's the Magic cultivation technique!

Lin Ming smiled, "Hidden appearance, but not cultivation technique, you still use the fantasy cultivation technique."

"What about Magic Sect cultivation technique? Go to Yin Cao Difu, guess what you love!"

Thirty-six little old men shook Long Sword in their hands at the same time, 36 white light flashed!

"Thirty-six sword lore!"

Oh!

Thirty-six sharp beams of light came straight from Lin Ming, each of them stirred up the tremor of space. Such a thick True Yuan is more than ten times more powerful than the sword qi of the young man in the yellow suit. !!

The old man used killing move as soon as he came up. At this step, Lin Ming will no longer hide his strength. True Yuan is poured into the seeds of the evil god, and the evil power of god is turned on!

"Boom!"

The green True Yuan, which is highly compressed by the seeds of the evil god, is pouring out like cháo water. Thirty-six white light all shè on top of the turbulent green Cang True Yuan, strangled by the ever-lasting power of true dragons!

"What!?"

The little old man faced a big change. The thirty-six sword lore array already is one of the top three in all his moves, and it was easily accepted by Lin Ming.

He guessed that Lin Ming might retain some strength, but he didn't expect it would be so strong. If Lin Ming relied on some kind of props or rely on Jing cultivation technique to win his own tricks, the little old man would not be so surprised. But just now, Lin Ming killed his sword qi in a complete frontal collision!

The frontal collision is the concentration of True Yuan, and whether True Yuan is thick or not depends mainly on cultivation level. It is possible to suppress Houtian late in the middle of the condensate pulse. How is this possible? ?

Lin Ming grinned. Since he opened the evil power of god, he intends to make a quick decision. "Master of Bifu, unfortunately, neither you nor Ouyang Boyan have gone to see Zong Huihui. It is always better to hear the story. Seeing that you have made a wrong judgment of the Lord of Bifu, you will pay a painful price for this battle! "

"Huh, the mouth is open!" Will the old man be intimidated? He is overdrawing a part of True Yuan, using a stronger 72-sword sword lore to kill Lin Ming in one fell swoop, and at this moment, he His face changed suddenly, on top of Lin Ming's spear, suddenly a ray of flame and a small piece of purple steel needle jumped out.

In the dark night sky, these two tiny radiances are so inconspicuous, but the moment they saw them, the little old man's dry eyes stared round, this ... Is this ...? /

impossible, impossible is fire jing!

The little old man's face changed so much that he couldn't believe his judgment, but he clearly felt the power of the horrible flame in the tiny red flame.

"Absolute impossible, Thunderfire two attribute system. At the age of sixteen, he controlled the powerful lightning energy construct, and also controlled fire Jing. There will be no such person on this Continent."

The old man seemed to be hypnotizing himself, murmuring to the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think this is a weapon of thunder energy?" Lin Ming smiled, his palm stretched out, and the Panlong steel needle immediately jumped into his palm, spinning slowly, "Bifu master, open your eyes wide Take a closer look, is this construct condensed by lightning energy. "