The silver-faced man swallowed with a dry throat and his hands were shaking, "It's not the protector, it's Lin Ming himself!"
This is different from the information. Who said that the second son of the Lin family is a waste who has not stepped into the spiritual realm?
This Tene is obviously extremely terrifying!
At this moment, the image of chasing Lin Ming flashed through his mind.
Lin Mingqiang was so terrifying, why did he flee in panic in the first place?
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the corpses around him, and the silver-faced man was trembling in his heart.
Yes, yes, Lin Ming must have deliberately lured people here in order to cover up everything and not expose his strength.
This is the cliff, the best place to kill people and dump their bodies!
The silver-faced man did not dare to move at all, his eyes fixed on Lin Ming, as if if he blinked, Lin Ming would turn into a demon that eats people without spitting out bones and devour him whole.
Under the mask, the silver-faced man's facial skin was soaked with sweat, trickling like a spring.
Sticky and uncomfortable.
His breathing and heartbeat were not smooth. The silver-faced man took several breaths in a row before he could speak:
"Master Lin Ming is the real Qilin'er, the real dragon and phoenix among men. Everyone in the huge Qingming Province has been deceived by you, and you can easily manipulate everyone. You are so scheming!"
Lin Ming: ヾ(°ｰ°ヾ)^? Ah?
Did I do anything strange?
I'm just asking you to take off your mask...
Could it be that this idiot is making up something in his own head?
Lin Ming forced a sullen face, maintaining his current persona of the handsome swordsman.
"Stop talking nonsense, just take it off if I ask you to."
When Lin Ming said this, the word "Guan" appeared between his eyebrows.
His inner eye accurately discerned the Silver-faced Man's true cultivation.
Body training realm!
Lin Ming frowned slightly and searched for fragments of memory.
After a while, he understood the difference between the physical training realm and the spiritual realm.
The main thing lies in the strength of the physical body.
Speed, strength, endurance, reaction, all-round improvement!
No wonder he is different from other men in black robes.
Just a few wisps of sword energy couldn't kill him.
At this time, the silver-faced man slowly took off his mask.
Lin Ming frowned, recognizing this person.
"You are Zhang You, who are you working for? Are you here to kill me?"
"It's me." Zhang You smiled bitterly, staring at Lin Ming's unparalleled grace, and his mind automatically replayed the scene where he just slaughtered 26 black-robed people.
At this time, he had completely concluded that Lin Ming was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
What can't be cultivated? Isn't it the aura of the spiritual realm now?
However, will Master Lin Ming show his true strength?
Impossible, someone with such a deep scheming mind would not show his true strength easily!
Cold sweat broke out on Zhang You's forehead. He asked himself that even with the strength of his young master, he could not kill 26 people in just a dozen breaths.
Therefore, he was definitely no match for Lin Ming.
Resistance equals a dead end, now we must delay!
It was a bit humiliating. As long as we could delay the arrival of the young master, we would have a chance to survive.
Zhang You thought as he used both hands to tear his clothes to pieces...
The movements are extremely quick!
Lin Ming was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward with a sword at his throat.
"What's wrong? I asked you to take off your mask, but I didn't ask you to take off your clothes."
"Here, I've already taken these off, what should I do?" Zhang You looked at the black clothes in his hands that were in pieces.
Lin Ming covered his forehead and said, "I think you are doing this intentionally. It is obvious that you want to delay time, but you have to think carefully about yourself."
After a pause, Lin Ming moved his sword downward and pointed at Zhang You's chest.
"With your hairy chest, you still want to seduce me?"
"Pull him down! Tell me seriously, who is your young master? Why do you want to kill me?"
Zhang You looked embarrassed and secretly thought to himself, what a good guy, he is worthy of being Young Master Lin Ming, he can read his thoughts in a second.
terrible!
This scheming is far stronger than that young master's.
The strength may be ten times more terrifying than one imagines.
Zhang You's mind went crazy, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.
He suddenly fell to his knees and bowed his head.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Young Master, Young Master Lin Ming, I was blind for a moment and fell in love with the wrong person. Now can you give me a chance to change my family?"
Lin Ming: ⚆_⚆?
What's going on in this guy's brain?
You don't play your cards according to the routine at all. You're obviously at a higher level than me, so why don't you even try to resist?
That’s fine, save yourself the trouble!
Lin Ming lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice according to the master's appearance in his memory: "Then it depends on your performance."
Hearing these words, Zhang You's eyes flashed with surprise.
If you can live, if you have a chance to live, you must seize it.
He nodded and spoke very quickly:
"It's all Mo Xuanji. He asked me to murder you. The sacred book was also a trap set by him. Everything is to make you die."
"Mo Xuanji? He is..." Lin Ming paused and searched for the memory of the original owner.
Mo Xuanji was none other than Lin Ming's good friend, well, to be precise, he was the original owner's best friend.
The kind that is completely defenseless and trustworthy to death!
Lin Ming: "..."
After a moment of silence, he began to interrogate Zhang You.
The two of them asked and answered questions, and Lin Ming quickly learned many things, such as: Mo Xuanji was determined to kill him because of an order from a certain organization.
At this time, Lin Ming asked: "If you can name the organization, I will spare you."
Zhang You chuckled mischievously, "That's possible. I actually heard Mo Xuanji's soliloquy by chance."
He raised three fingers and said, "Just three words, Xianyue Tower."
Suddenly, a flying needle came through the air.
call out!
Lin Ming's expression changed slightly and he raised his sword to block.
Dang!
However, flying needles rained down, and a raging wind swept from the sky.
Lin Ming activated the divine word "speed" and left the place instantly.
Zhang You was slow for a moment, and was hit on the back of the head by the strong wind, as if an invisible giant hammer weighing 30,000 kilograms was struck down.
He was stunned for a moment, and blood gushed out from his mouth and nose.
Then, flying needles passed through his head, face, and chest.
Dead as hell.
At this time, a solemn young master in Xuanyi walked over. He floated every step, as if he was stepping on a skateboard, and also like a ghost floating around.
Lin Ming's starry eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised the edge of his sword, "What a way to appear with a hearse drifting."
Mo Xuanji frowned. Although he didn't quite understand Lin Ming's words, he knew that there was no good intention in these words.
There was a cold smile on his lips, as if he didn't care at all.
Gently unfolding the folding fan in his hand and fanning it slowly, Mo Xuanji said:
"Brother Lin really surprised me. In the past three years, I have tested you in every possible way, but you have never shown any flaws, but I don't believe it."
"Praise me or hurt me?" Lin Ming shook his head, "Maybe you did whatever you wanted in the past three years, but now is different from the past, you have no chance."
"Oh... Brother Lin, do you think I'm that stupid Zhang You? Do you really think I can't see through your lies?" Mo Xuanji stood behind the cliff, three feet away from Lin Ming.
Where he stood was the only way.
Lin Ming raised his fingers and said, "Since you can see the reality and the reality, let's come up and fight."
Mo Xuanji stretched out his index finger and swung it slightly from side to side, "I never like to fall into other people's rhythm."
Before he finished speaking, he turned the folding fan in his hand and shook it towards the ground.
A clearly visible trace of soil scratched the ground.
Then, Mo Xuanji stepped over and said, "Judging from your dodge reaction just now, at most you are at the peak of the spiritual realm. You and I have no need to fight."
After speaking, Mo Xuanji released his aura without any reservation.
Body training realm, and not an ordinary body training mirror.
But the body-building mirror is almost complete.
His fur, flesh and blood, muscles and bones, and internal organs have all been tempered, leaving only the last small layer - the meridians.
From Mo Xuanji's point of view, Lin Ming didn't even have the slightest chance of winning.
"If you can cross this line, I will leave your body intact."
Pointing his thumbs up behind him, Mo Xuanji opened his palms, and two divine symbols floated out from his palms.
wind! Needle!
Silver light spreads in all directions, which is the sign of high-grade divine inscriptions on the earth's level.
Lin Ming: ⚆_⚆?
His divine writing seems to be a bit weak, not the golden color of heaven level, and there is a sense of stagnation when he activates it.
This... is the flaw!
Under the reflection of his mind's eye, Lin Ming seemed to see a line.
One end of the line was connected to the tip of his sword, and the other end was connected to the root of Mo Xuanji's left arm.
Without any hesitation, Lin Ming led the sword with his heart and followed the sword with his body, turning into a white shadow.
It's as graceful as a startled dragon, like a swimming dragon.
Mo Xuanji's expression changed drastically, and the spiritual energy condensed by the two divine inscriptions had no time to be released.
He hurriedly raised his hands and held the folding fan in front of him.
However, this one was broken.
Lose your vision!
At this time, a piece of green edge penetrated the black brocade robe, pierced Mo Xuanji's armpit, and poked out his shoulder.
Lin Ming's wrist shook slightly and he raised the edge of his sword.
The crisp sound of the sword echoed in all directions.
Buzz~~~~~
Mo Xuanji's left arm was completely severed and thrown into the air, with blood spilling like a fountain.
