Three-colored rays of light rose up from the sword, and Lin Ming had a clear understanding in his heart, and whispered softly: "Seven-emotional sword intention, anger..."
Thunder, fire, and water, the three powers merge with the sword intention of anger.
Boom!
The bloodless voice made trembling ripples.
"You can see through my secret talent..."
He was hit by a sword in the chest, and a light red mist surrounded his body, making it almost difficult to see clearly.
Lin Ming remained silent and sheathed his sword again.
Clang!
The sound of retracting the sheath rang out, and the subsequent damage from Jing Hua Shui Yue exploded.
Sword marks of three different colors, deep purple, crimson, and azure, were all over Xue Wuchang's body, clearly outlining the outline of his body.
Neither human nor beast, just a twisted red mist floating in the air.
The next second, Lin Ming unsheathed his sword again.
The Jingxian Sword tore through the air, leaving a streak of white light that hit the initial scar on the outline of Xue Wuchang exactly.
The sword wound cut through!
The second damage burst from Jing Hua Shui Yue.
The interval between these two events was too short. The burst of sword energy in the previous episode was not over yet, and this one came again, forming some kind of wonderful superposition.
Blood Impermanence shook violently, and the red mist around him flickered, as if it would explode at any time, and also as if it would collapse inward at any time.
"What kind of sword intent are you talking about? How can you cut my origin?"
The voice of impermanent blood floated in the air.
He should have been injured, but based on his cultivation level, it couldn't be that serious.
It's not normal, it's probably a disguise... Lin Ming frowned slightly, a lavender light flashing between his brows.
The divine text with the word "hidden" is ready to go.
At this moment, a gust of wind came from the back of his head.
"I didn't tell the truth." The bloody mist condensed into a humanoid outline behind Lin Ming.
A palm fell on Lin Ming's shoulder. As long as he hit it hard, it could tear off at least half of Lin Ming's body.
The ferocious laughter of "Tsk, tsk, tsk" rang out, and Xue Wuchang looked very proud.
He has killed many people with this technique.
Use your real person as bait, and use your fake person to kill.
Then he deliberately created the illusion that he was at a disadvantage through his words.
Waiting for an opportunity to attack, basically 9 times out of 10 will be successful.
No matter how hard you try, it never works!
It's all because masters or geniuses believe too much in their abilities.
However, Lin Ming was an accident.
He sensed the existence of hidden dangers from the very beginning, and because of his mind's eye, he could see fire within a radius of twenty feet.
He had a clear view of Xue Wuchang's little tricks.
At this time, the hidden words and divine words come into play.
call out!
In front of everyone, Lin Ming disappeared without a trace within three feet of Xue Wuchang.
Immediately afterwards, a sword intent rose up, as if bursting from the hot magma.
The outline of the humanoid blood shadow was split in half from the middle.
Bang!
The dissipated blood mist became a little thinner.
Lin Ming, who was hiding, smiled slightly, "You want to trick me with this trick? I'm afraid your IQ is not very high."
"This move is called taking advantage of one's tactics. You have an absolute advantage in cultivation, but you dare not openly compare it. On the contrary, it is your biggest flaw. After this sword attack, you are destined to be defeated."
Lin Ming's tone seemed to be stating the facts.
Xue Wuchang was furious in his heart, and his real body keenly captured the location of Lin Ming's voice, turned into a blood-red flying shadow, and rushed straight away.
At this time, a sword light as fast as thunder slashed out.
Due to its speed, the Jingxian Sword seemed to have broken through some kind of barrier.
Because Lin Ming saw through his tried and tested murderous tactics.
Xue Wuchang was wary and was unwilling to use his true body to catch Lin Ming's sword.
His true body turned into two pools of blood and spread to both sides.
"Now, senior sister, draw your sword quickly!"
Lin Ming shouted loudly.
Before Lin Ming could even speak, Ge Qinghuang struck with his sword. It seemed that her sword had already appeared before Lin Ming opened his mouth.
tacit agreement!
Lin Ming's sword and her sword caused thunder in the blue sky.
A column of giant blue-purple lightning fell from the sky.
Rumble, rumble~
Thunder naturally suppresses evil spirits.
Xue Wuchang has a high level of cultivation, but he is no exception.
boom!
The thunderbolt penetrated the blood-red mist, hit the ground, and exploded into smoke and dust.
The sweet smell in the air has mostly disappeared, Xue Wuchang's fake body has dissipated, and the real body is hidden in the smoke.
Lin Ming's eyes were burning, staring at Xue Wuchang for a moment.
"I thought you were very strong, but now it seems that you are just a lie. If everyone in the Taihe Realm is at your level, it would be really disappointing."
In the mist, Xue Wuchang was paralyzed, and his movements were always half a beat slower.
He formed a face.
Neutral face, monster, evil.
"You don't understand my horror at all, so prepare for the choice."
At this time, Zhao Wusheng held two swords and rushed into the mist, "Choose your mother!"
She swore violently, and the explosive flames ignited on her double swords. It was the double black and white flames that she displayed after accumulating power again.
boom!
The blood impermanence flew out, smashing several big trees in succession.
The corners of his mouth twitched, "You..."
Before he could finish his words, waves of attacks hit him.
Boom, boom, boom...
Big trees fell down one after another, and smoke, debris, and residual branches were scattered in all directions. Xue Wuchang was beaten and was a little confused.
He was a great master, but he didn't even say a word and just beat him up.
This is inappropriate!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, but just when he was about to take action, Lin Ming and Ge Qinghuang once again triggered the thunder.
The two of them drew their swords quickly, accurately and steadily, and the thunder they aroused was exactly the same, striking down Xue Wuchang again.
Immediately afterwards, everyone was bombarded again.
The little guy was wagging his tail vigorously and waving his two small paws back and forth.
"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death..."
Then, the whole process was repeated. Lin Ming and Ge Qinghuang activated the thunder to paralyze Xue Wuchang. Zhao Wusheng and others accumulated their strength and released their strongest attacks to defeat Xue Wuchang.
After an unknown amount of time, Xue Wuchang's figure was completely out of shape, and he no longer had any human features.
He was like a puddle of mud, clattering to the ground, but it was only as thin as paper.
"You've gone too far!" Xue Wuchang's voice echoed crazily in the valley.
Lin Ming calmly responded, "You are not a human being."
The little guy raised his claws and said happily: "Damn stinky monster, do you feel good about being struck by lightning? You know how powerful my brother Ming is, he is your thunder disaster, hahahahaha..."
Blood is impermanent: (▼ヘ▼#)
Being bullied by a bunch of juniors, and possibly being beaten to death.
He can no longer endure it and must use forbidden secrets to get out of the current predicament.
The next second, with him as the center of the circle, a violent explosion occurred, forming a very small red-black mushroom cloud.
The shock wave formed an air wave, and a wave swept across the entire valley.
The weaker warriors and the bloodthirsty Bodhi ghosts around them couldn't bear it and could only retreat to both sides.
However, those who have reached the Body Forging Realm and are aliens like Lin Ming are not affected.
"The little guy is right, I am your thunder disaster."
Lin Ming grinned lightly, white smoke coming out from between his teeth.
Water and fire breathe, both yin and yang are combined.
The divine text with the word "thunder" was introduced into the Jingxian Sword, and the divine text with the word "sword" was used to communicate the way of swordsmanship between heaven and earth.
Lin Ming drew his sword again.
Sonorous!
Seven Emotions Sword Intention - Anger!
Mirror flowers and water moon, the shape of zero - no moon!
Divine power blessing, divine speed blessing, inner eye insight, quiet spiritual platform... multiple positive effects are superimposed.
All the spiritual energy and profound energy in Lin Ming's body were transferred to one sword. This time, his sword intention was unreserved.
Seven emotions to nature, the true meaning of anger——
Be ready to go, if you don't go, you'll be fine, and if you do, you won't leave any room.
Lin Ming was elegantly dressed in white, wielding a sword like an immortal. He ignored Xue Wuchang's evil secret technique, and had only one thought in his mind:
"With one sword, all magic can be defeated!"
The Jingxian Sword spanned thousands and struck Xue Wuchang's tiny heart, which was like a grain of dust.
