What is sword intention?
Lin Ming had not thought about this issue in his mind.
What is the name of his sword intention? He doesn't know either...
He just gathered all his energy and energy at this moment and poured it into the Jingxian Sword.
With his eyes fixed on Mo Yingxue for a moment, Lin Ming increased his sprint speed to the fastest speed.
Breath of Fire! Divine blessing! Divine speed blessing!
The three combined into one, condensed into this powerful sword.
Keep moving forward!
Feeling the power of Lin Ming's sword, Mo Yingxue's eyes moved slightly, and she raised the sword with her left hand and pointed it in front of her chest.
Shuangxiao Sword Pill quickly attacked Lin Ming.
However, Lin Ming's figure disappeared instantly, and his aura disappeared without a trace.
The special effect of the word "hidden" in the divine text - hiding the body shape and hiding the breath.
"What kind of divine writing is this?!" Mo Yingxue was surprised.
However, even if Lin Ming's fighting style suddenly changed, she did not hesitate at all, and suddenly tapped the ground with her feet.
Bang!
The ground cracked and she exploded backwards.
At this time, a sword wind blew towards Mo Yingxue's neck. The hairs all over her body stood up, and the spiritual energy in her body moved rapidly.
In an instant, thin ice covered her skin.
Especially the neck, it seems to have an extra layer of frost armor.
However, the expected collision did not occur.
Lin Ming was in a special effect where his body was hidden and his aura was hidden.
He pressed his wrist slightly, and the Jingxian Sword suddenly collapsed downwards, the tip of the sword pointed at Mo Yingxue's heart.
Lin Ming was not polite at all, he was going to kill her with this sword strike.
As the chief of Xuanwen Sword Academy, Mo Yingxue has extremely rich practical experience.
Although Lin Ming could not be seen with his eyes and his breath could not be sensed, there was still a sound.
With cold eyes and slightly trembling ears, she identified the specific direction of Lin Ming's attack.
The corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc, and he raised his arms to shield his chest.
At this time, a frost-condensed sword blade appeared on the outside of her forearm.
Mo Yingxue pushed outward hard, and the frost sword energy in the shape of "Y" flew out.
Lin Ming did not dodge or dodge, and allowed the sword energy attack to come. He did not block the Jingxian sword in his hand. Instead, it moved at a strange angle and aimed directly at Mo Yingxue's eyebrows.
Trade injury for life!
Lin Ming was wearing snow-silver soft armor, and he was almost 100% sure of his immortality.
Mo Yingxue did not expect Lin Ming's fighting style to be so fierce, and she was at a disadvantage at this moment.
The Jingxian Sword pressed against her eyebrows, penetrated half a millimeter, and already broke the skin and skull.
At this time, Lin Ming's figure gradually emerged.
The two strands of ice sword energy were resolved by the snow-silver soft armor and his protective spiritual energy, but they also made him take two or three steps back.
It was precisely because of this that Lin Ming did not kill Mo Yingxue instantly.
It's a bit of a pity... Lin Ming shook his head and did not rush to pursue him.
Mo Yingxue stood a few feet away and looked at Lin Ming with a cold face.
At this time, Lin Ming smiled and said: "It's difficult to live up to the reputation. It seems that the ninth place on the Qilin Ranking is not that good."
Blood fell from Mo Yingxue's eyebrows and flowed down the bridge of her nose.
She did not wipe away the blood and stared directly at Lin Ming.
"Okay, you're so good that you can actually hurt me."
Not far away, Jian Wuxu sat slumped on the ground, his mouth wide open, as if he could fit a goose egg in.
"Brother Lin Ming is too strong!"
At this time, Lin Ming said to Mo Yingxue: "You are not bad, you are not dead."
"Hahahaha..." Jian Wuxu laughed out loud.
Mo Yingxue said similar words to Jian Wuxu before, but now Lin Ming said it back, which was to help him vent his anger.
Jian Wuxu's mouth widened and he couldn't hold it back.
Next to him, Lu Xueye raised his little paw and smiled.
"Look, my brother Ming is super good."
Jian Wuxu rolled his eyes at it and agreed, "Well, excellent!"
At this time, Mo Yingxue took a deep breath, with a smile on her face that was extremely bright, but her voice was as cold as a harsh winter:
"In all these years, this is the first time that I, Mo Yingxue, have felt slighted by someone. You, Lin Ming, are really talented."
"Of course I have the guts, what? You still want to try?" Lin Ming teased.
Mo Yingxue was speechless.
People around were speechless. Is this Chi Guoguo's teasing?
The chief senior of Xuanwen Sword Academy was molested in public!
Lin Ming shrugged and said, "I'm not looking down on you, I'm just telling the truth, but it seems you don't have much self-awareness."
Mo Yingxue bit her silver teeth lightly, "Haha, I don't know myself? You can't kill me with your almost sneak attack skills. Who is stronger or weaker?"
Lin Ming dusted his chest and raised the Jingxian Sword slightly, "You are injured, I am fine. It is obvious that I am stronger than you at this moment."
Mo Yingxue: "..."
weak! Since learning swordsmanship, no one has ever applied this adjective to Mo Yingxue.
She was angry, extremely angry.
"I won't give you another chance to strike again."
After saying that, Mo Yingxue raised her hand and wiped the blood from her eyebrows fiercely.
When the back of her hand touches the wound, it hurts quite a bit, which is unforgettable for her.
It was this sword mark that almost killed her.
In full public view, in front of the students of the Sword Academy, as the chief of the Sword Academy, she was almost killed.
What a shame and humiliation this is?
In addition, Lin Ming killed her brother Mo Xuanji.
New grudges were added to old grudges, Mo Yingxue's eyes were full of hatred.
She licked the blood that trickled down her upper lip.
Immediately afterwards, a layer of frost ice sealed the wound.
The blood flowing downward was frozen into ice lines.
She gently took off the blood ice thread, her spiritual energy vibrated, and the ice thread turned into powder.
"No one in the same realm can hurt me, and your level of physical training is at least two levels lower than mine, but you almost killed me..."
Mo Yingxue pointed to the center of her eyebrows, the smile no longer on her face.
The pressure of spiritual energy around her body surged, and the dust around her body continued to tremble.
Under the slender jade legs, the ground within a foot radius was cracked.
Immediately afterwards, she rushed towards Lin Ming, Jianwan taking the first step.
call out!
Lin Ming raised his sword and struck.
when!
Shuangxiao Jianwan flew out.
However, Mo Yingxue was already three inches in front of Lin Ming.
Step forward and hit the palm!
Wherever the palm wind enveloped him, the ice aura bloomed instantly.
Mo Yingxue moved her lips and teeth, and muttered: "Silent Winter's Destruction Palm."
Soon, the dead grass and earth and rocks on the ground were covered with frost.
Lin Ming was enveloped in a feeling that was freezing to the bone and about to turn into an ice sculpture.
Lin Ming circulated the Breath of Fire at an extremely fast speed, and a scorching sun fire intent spread from the inside out, and then his sword intent surged out.
He seemed to have turned into an erupting volcano, his sword intent and sword energy burning like flowing flames.
The freezing feeling dissipated instantly.
Lin Ming swung the Jingxian Sword and slashed across.
At this time, Mo Yingxue was surprised. She couldn't figure out what Lin Ming's sword intention was?
But she couldn't think too much, so she stepped forward directly, holding the Jingxian Sword between her hands, and the Shuangxiao Sword Pill circled in an arc and directly hit the back of Lin Ming's head.
With the inner eye's insight, the trajectory of the sword pill is extremely clear.
Lin Ming turned his head to let Jianwan pass, then opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of white air.
Like a sword, like an arrow, it rushed straight towards Mo Yingxue's Tanzhong point.
Mo Yingxue sneered, ducked away, and then continued to get closer to Lin Ming.
Sometimes she uses her palms and sometimes sweeps her legs. She doesn't look like a swordsman at all.
However, Shuangxiao Jianwan combined with her attacks is actually particularly oppressive.
Lin Ming looked relaxed, but in fact he was dancing on the blade.
