After listening for a long time, Tie Han suddenly let out a sigh, "Are you all idiots? This plan is full of loopholes. You still want to kill Lin Ming, and you don't even think about it..."
He wanted to tell us about Wenren Qianyi's strength, but suddenly he remembered something he heard when he left the blacksmith shop.
Wenren Qianyi never owed him anything, it was him who failed to live up to his expectations.
Therefore, Tie Han forcefully continued his words: "I don't know how to think about it. I still want to attack and kill him tonight. There is a hole in my head... It is indeed the way of the barbarians in Qingming Province."
The corners of the white-haired man's eyebrows were slightly cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Yougui, someone looks down on you, don't you feel hateful?"
The ghost is from Qingming State, so he can naturally hate, and after being transformed by the ghost limb, his emotions and desires have almost disappeared, and only his hatred has been strengthened tenfold and a hundred times.
"Hate!" Ghost nodded, and his figure disappeared directly from the spot.
The next second, he appeared behind Tiehan and lowered his claws.
Tie Han's arms were broken at shoulder level.
"ah!!!!"
Tie Han screamed heart-breakingly, but an invisible energy surged around him, completely suppressing his voice in the backyard.
"You, you, you, you, are you all crazy? You forced me to come here, but you broke my arms. You are not afraid of being cheated by me..."
Halfway through Tie Han's words, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and a long ghost claw penetrated from behind him to the front.
He didn't have to lower his head to see it, like a sharp and cold blade, but glowing with an ominous purple light.
"Gulu gulu gulu..."
Tiehan struggled to say something, but the blood pouring from his throat drowned out his voice.
At the last moment before his death, relying on his cultivation in the Body Forging Realm, he uttered his last ventriloquism: "You will all regret it!"
The scene changed and Lin Ming and the little guy were walking on the street.
They have already said goodbye to Zhao Wusheng and Ge Qinghuang.
Walking through an alley that is neither wide nor narrow, you can reach the blacksmith shop in half an hour's walk.
The little guy was lying on Lin Ming's shoulder, with his long snow-white tail coiled around his body.
It also drank a lot of fruit wine, and its snow-white hair seemed to have a slight reddish shimmer.
"Brother Ming, brother Ming, I feel so dizzy. Can you stop swaying when you walk?"
Mingming smiled and shook his head, stretched out his fingers and pressed its forehead.
A furry feeling came from his fingertips, and Lin Ming gently rubbed it twice.
"It turns out that you really fall down when you drink alcohol. You were fine just now. Why are you so drunk now?"
(￣ii￣;)Suck (￣＂￣;)
Lu Xueye raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky, "What is being drunk?"
"Go to sleep, you still ask so many questions, bury your head in your tail, you will be there soon."
At this time, the surrounding shadows became deeper and deeper, and a vague figure slowly emerged from the shadows.
His eyes were like blood, and his double pupils contained a faint light.
call out! call out!
Although it sounds sound, it is actually silent. The two rays of light emitted from the pupils are actually the ghost's special talent - the death ray.
The light moved very quickly and passed through Lin Ming's chest in an instant.
The ghost appeared from the darkness and licked his lips, "Are you dead?"
Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank like the eyes of needles.
Lin Ming's body was shattered into pieces.
It turned out to be just an afterimage. Where was the real Lin Ming?
A sense of crisis surged into his heart, and the ghost boldly activated its dark ghost limbs.
Groups of bone spurs burst out from his right arm. The spurs were stiff at first, but became soft after growing to an inch long.
It was as if countless bone lines were about to wrap around him.
At this time, Lin Ming appeared behind Ghost.
What a speed!
He punched out an impartial punch, hitting Yougui right in the back.
Bang!
The ghost snorted, and a touch of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth, but he sneered: "With this little power, it is far from hurting me. Just use your life to realize how powerful I am when I fuse the limbs of the ghost ghost!"
His words were full of arrogance and his tone was sharper.
Those bone lines continue to accelerate.
At the same time, Ghost turned around and swung his arm, elbowing Lin Ming's temple.
Lin Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a flash of purple electricity appeared on his fist.
thunder!
Divine special effects, paralysis.
The ghost froze on the spot, his words even less clear.
"Damn what did you do to me? I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you..."
His voice became more shrill and high-pitched, and he didn't sound like a man at all.
And this sound reached a certain frequency and woke up the little guy.
The little guy raised his head and muttered, "Where is the female fox barking?"
_(´ཀ` ∠)__
It hurts, it hurts very much.
The ghost's aura was restless, and he was obviously in extreme anger.
At this time, Lin Ming chuckled and said, "My fist is not finished yet."
After saying this, he puffed out his energy in his fists.
Blessed by divine power, combined with the spiritual energy and profound energy, a power as surging as the ocean tide instantly bursts out.
However, this is not over yet!
The huge power broke through the ghost's defense, and Lin Ming's fist instantly turned into sword fingers.
The word "sword" flashed across his fingertips.
Everything turns into a sword!
Lin Ming turned his sword fingers into swords and slashed them down neatly.
The paralyzed ghost was instantly struck by the sword. This sword also contained the power of thunder.
And the little guy used his water breathing just right, and smashed out small balls of ice water one after another.
Puff puff puff puff puff~~~
After several stacks, the ghost was hit hard in an instant and flew forward like a kite with a broken string.
Bang!
He fell heavily to the ground and could not stand up for a moment.
However, the bone lines surrounding his body were not affected and continued to grow, surrounding him into a cocoon.
There was a moment of silence, and the cocoon broke out.
No, what came out was no longer human.
At this moment, the ghost's body is covered with exoskeletons, and his shoulders, forearms, arms, face and head are all covered with barbs.
Those double blood-colored eyes were extremely scarlet.
"I'm going to kill you!!!" The ghost roared, turning into an afterimage and hitting Lin Ming.
However, Lin Ming's mouth and nose sparked fire, and white gas came out from between his lips and teeth.
"Hiss~~~~~~~~~~~"
Breath of Fire!
Lin Ming disappeared from the spot in an instant, several times faster than the ghost.
He flew by like a flying giant.
When the impact came, Lin Ming held the sword fingers of his right hand in his left hand and pinned it to his left waist.
The Art of Drawing a Sword——Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water.
With the blessing of the breath of fire, this sword has a different look.
The arc-shaped sword mark rising into the sky shines with orange light, like a fiery crescent rising slowly.
There was a flash of fear in Ghost's eyes, and he wanted to retreat.
but!
Unable to retreat, he was inevitably struck by the sword.
Afterwards, Lin Ming and Ghost passed by each other.
The ghost stood there blankly, with his hands hanging down, and a flaming sword mark on his chest that could not be dissipated.
Lin Ming turned around, the purple light on his sword fingers dissipated, and then he snapped his fingers.
clatter!
With a crisp sound, the second damage section of Jing Hua Shui Yue exploded.
The sword energy explodes!
The exoskeleton on the ghost's body flew in all directions, and he knelt down weakly, with no blood flowing out of his body.
Because every sword mark on his body seemed to be burned by high-temperature flames, turning black and sticky, sealing the wounds.
die!
Lin Ming stood quietly on the spot, alert for a moment.
The little guy climbed on Lin Ming's head and was also alert to the surroundings.
The two of them waited for a while, but no one came to continue the attack, so they felt slightly relaxed.
At this time, Lu Xueye pointed at the ghost's body and said, "Brother Ming, look, the big bad guy's body seems to be getting smaller."
"Huh?" Lin Ming observed with his inner eye and saw something more essential - the ghost's body was absorbed by his right arm.
After a while, the ghost no longer existed in the world, and all that was left was just a dark ghost limb.
Lin Ming picked it up and looked at it. The little guy also looked at it, but he didn't understand what it was.
After receiving the ring, Lin Ming was about to speak when suddenly a scent of ecstasy enveloped the surroundings.
"Hold your breath!" Lin Ming reminded the little guy very quickly.
Lu Xueye nodded, and put his limbs on Lin Ming's shoulders, fully alert to the surroundings.
At this time, the black-robed woman "Wuyue" stood on the top of the wall beside the alley.
Under the moonlight, the strange rose mask on her face revealed a bit of mystery. Her long, messy black hair moved without any wind, her eyes shone with a dangerous light that was both charming and wild, and her slender white right leg was exposed. Outside the black robe.
Wuyue raised her hand to say hello, with a sweet smile in her voice:
"Master Lin Ming, long time no see. I'm here to take your life tonight."
