"Brother Ming, you came just in time." Zhao Wusheng laughed heartily, holding the black knife and the white knife in both hands.
Brushing, brushing, brushing...
The shadow of the knife filled the air, covering a 180-degree fan-shaped area three feet in front of him.
This move is for trapping, not killing.
Zhao Wusheng didn't know why Lin Ming was able to kill the Three-Eyed Clan, but he just believed in him.
Lin Ming smiled knowingly and returned the Jingxian Sword to its scabbard.
Clang! Clang!
The two sounds came one after the other, with a very short interval between them. The former retracted his sword and the latter drew his sword.
The killing blow at the critical moment, the surprise when the sword was unsheathed.
Lin Ming's sword attracted a lot of attention.
Long Zhan slowed down for a moment and stood not far away, just in time to view the entirety of Lin Ming's sword.
He was as graceful as a startled dragon, like a swimming dragon... With one sword strike, thousands of swords bowed his head. It was hard for him to believe that such a talented swordsman who transcended common sense could appear in the remote Qingming Prefecture.
Lin Ming's sword lives up to its name. It is like thunder when it is unsheathed.
On the sword body, spiritual energy and mysterious energy are intertwined, sometimes blue, sometimes red, sometimes deep purple.
Brilliant thunder light, traveling together with water and fire, sword light sweeping across like sunlight.
Destroy all enemies within the fan-shaped range.
Seven or eight three-eyed tribesmen watched helplessly as the sword fell.
Not too fast, not too slow, just enough to see clearly, just enough to taste the deepest fear before death.
An invincible sword!
You must leave, you must escape, but you cannot escape or leave.
Death is the only destination.
"Too strong, this enemy is too strong, you must escape."
A little further away, twenty or thirty Three-Eyed Tribes were fleeing in all directions.
Seeing this scene, several people in the body training realm of Xuanwen Academy were relieved, and the formation was unknowingly scattered.
At this time, a hazy and unreal gray shadow flew toward them close to the ground.
When they reached the center point, illusory gray shadows rose from the ground and appeared behind these people.
Because these people were back to back and relied on each other, it created a double blind spot in terms of vision and psychology.
"Danger behind you!" Long Zhan shouted, his voice deafening.
A sudden thought arose in the minds of the people around him.
Xiao Chuyang felt a pillar pressing against his heart.
Sharp and cold.
The skin of the bald head was smooth, and cold sweat flowed down his face.
"I haven't lived enough yet."
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he could not face death calmly.
At this time, Panyi knocked away Xiao Chuyang.
The body shape was misplaced, and the former took the fatal blow instead of the latter.
The thick gray-black round columnar body passes through Panyi's chest and reveals its back.
"Poof!" Blood flowed all over the ground, and the light in Pan Yi's eyes faded.
Xiao Chuyang's eyes were wide open and he shouted: "No..."
The eye on the forehead of the three-eyed tribe sneered, and the black energy in the sockets of the other two eyes kept turning.
"It's been a long time since I've absorbed the true soul of a human being. Even if I run away, I still have to taste it first."
His body shrank into a ball and sank toward the ground.
He only showed a hateful face, stared at Lin Ming, and said with a smile:
"I'll run away after killing someone, what can you do to me?"
"You dare to kill in front of me." Lin Ming's eyes were as cold as frost.
"You can't kill me from this distance." The three-eyed clan member laughed arrogantly, raised his arm and waved, "See you next time."
At this time, two small wave hammers hit the three-eyed clan in the back.
Poof!
He squirted out a squirt of black mottled liquid.
The little guy hummed twice and waved the wave hammer again.
Bang! Bang!
After being hit again, the three-eyed clan's figure became illusory, and their escape method was completely interrupted.
Seeing the opportunity, Lin Ming used the Jingxian Sword to shoot out.
A pale white thread was pulled out of the air.
The end of the line is connected to the forehead eye of the three-eyed clan.
The remaining two eyes of the three-eyed tribe widened, "I am..."
Lin Ming shook his head and sneered, "I am in a hurry to save people, so I don't have time to know who you are."
With a slight snap of his fingers, a clicking sound spread throughout the surroundings. After a moment of silence, the body of the three-eyed clan contracted violently, and then expanded suddenly.
Bang!
Dispel the invisible.
Seeing this scene, the three-eyed clan hiding in the dark had no luck anymore and ran away from Lin Ming like crazy.
They left, and the wrong students wearing the Xuanwen Sword Academy and Xuanwen Spear Academy uniforms also retreated one after another.
At this time, Lin Ming had rushed to Pan Yi's side as quickly as possible, raised his hand and released the divine inscription with the word "healing".
Pan Yi's face lost all color, but after being illuminated by the divine light, his expression became much calmer.
Zhao Wusheng looked around a few times. After thinking for a moment, he gave up the pursuit and returned to Lin Ming's side with Zui Lifeng, guarding his left and right sides.
Long Zhan, Little Monkey, and Yu Qianqian also rushed over.
The three of them stared at everyone in Xuanwen Academy, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.
The little guy jumped up to Zhao Wusheng's shoulder and whispered a few words of introduction.
Then, Zhao Wusheng was introduced to Long Zhan, Little Monkey, and Yu Qianqian.
At this time, Lin Ming concentrated on treating Pan Yi. The hole in his chest that was as thick as his wrist did not look like he could survive.
"This kind of injury is probably hopeless. We should find a way to wake up Senior Panyi and ask him about his last wish."
"Hey, another person died. I don't know how many people have died since entering the secret realm."
"Thanks to good luck, if we hadn't met Senior Sister Zhao Wusheng first, I'm afraid we would have been buried in an unknown place."
Zhao Wusheng snorted coldly: "Noisy! Brother Ming is undergoing treatment, please don't say such depressing words."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chuyang, who was full of guilt, bumped into him again.
"Can we really save him? Brother Lin, please don't let Pan Yi die. The bet between him and me has not been completed yet, and he wants to challenge you openly."
Zhao Wusheng's flaming eyebrows suddenly rose, and he was about to scold him, but finally held back.
Lin Ming concentrated on treating Pan Yi's injuries and said nothing.
The little guy said on his behalf: "If it can't be done, Brother Ming will not take action. Now that we have started treatment, we will definitely be able to do it."
No one knows where its confidence comes from.
but!
Looking at Lin Ming's unparalleled face, they recalled the scenes after Lin Ming's rise in their minds.
Lin Ming has never disappointed anyone.
No matter what kind of desperate situation, as long as he is there, there is hope.
However, Xiao Chuyang lost his mind a little and wanted to ask more questions.
Long Zhan rushed to his side in one step.
Bang!
Stun.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Chuyang woke up and saw that the injury on Pan Yi's chest had recovered, and it seemed that he had not suffered any injuries.
"Brother Lin, you, you rescued him?!"
Lin Ming wiped his forehead and wiped away the fine sweat.
"It's not necessarily certain. His heart is about to be broken, but there is some kind of elixir that protects his vitality. Only then can I use the divine inscription with the word 'heal' to draw out the excess medicinal vitality in his body."
"That is the life-saving elixir that Brother Panyi has treasured for a long time. When he was under siege, I advised him to take it." The look of guilt on Xiao Chuyang's face was reduced by three points.
Long Zhan was filled with surprise. From such a distance away and Lin Ming's movements so fast, he must have concluded that Pan Yi's body contained the power of the elixir.
But……
He was still thinking about it in his mind. Zhao Wusheng was more familiar with Lin Ming, so he asked first:
"With injuries like that, ordinary people would treat them as hopeless. Brother Ming, you are not close to Pan Yi, how can you tell whether he can be saved?"
Lin Ming nodded his eyebrows, then changed his gestures and pointed his two fingers at his eyes, "My eyes can see the essence of all things."
Zhao Wusheng didn't seem to understand, Long Zhan was thoughtful, Zui Lifeng didn't show any joy or anger, and couldn't tell anything.
The expressions of the rest of the people were much the same.
Without going into details, in short it is very impressive.
