Tit for tat, this can be good or bad.
Lin Ming smiled slightly and looked directly at Li Qing.
Li Qing pondered for a moment, nodded and agreed, "Tell me what the conditions are."
"You take one strike from me and you can take them all away, whether they are Jing Chang or Hui Mei." Lin Ming patted the scabbard of the Jingxian Sword.
"Okay." Li Qing nodded.
Lin Ming stretched out his index finger and waved it slightly, "Don't worry, I still have one condition I haven't mentioned yet."
"If you can't take my sword and you don't die, I want you to take us to where the sacrifice is."
Li Qing had veins bulging on his forehead and flatly refused: "Absolutely not."
"Taking you there would be tantamount to offending Lord Tianzun. As a result, I will not be able to gain a foothold in the Three-Eyed Clan."
Lin Ming shrugged and spread his hands, "This is your problem, not mine."
After a pause, he smiled again: "You don't want to pay the price, so you just want to bet on the market. It's ridiculous. I don't need to bet against you. I just kill all the other two thousand people. You can't explain it when you go back. Let me ask you now, do you want to gamble or not?"
The causal relationship between before and after is clearly explained, and the serious entanglements are clearly explained.
All of Li Sin's options have been blocked.
The hand holding the sword relaxed slightly, and then suddenly tightened it. Li Qing almost wanted to start a fight directly.
At this time, Lin Ming snapped his fingers.
clatter!
The "Three Thousand Avenues" in the field of artistic conception are spreading again.
The pace is deliberately slow.
Three feet, five feet, seven feet, nine feet...
It quickly filled up to thirty feet.
Li Qing once again confirmed that Lin Ming could use the artistic conception again, and the artistic conception did not impose a heavy burden on him.
"Okay, I agree to your request." Li Qing raised his left hand with the palm of his hand facing Lin Ming, signaling him not to rush to attack.
Lin Ming smiled and pointed to the open space not far away.
"It's just a sword fight, so there's no need to use any open space."
"You say you are ready, and I will draw the sword."
Li Qing was once again in the realm of Lin Ming's artistic conception, and that unmatched thought once again appeared in his heart.
At this moment, Lin Ming seemed to have become infinitely taller and infinitely larger in his eyes.
Suddenly pinching the back of his hand, Li Qing regained consciousness, and Lin Ming became normal in his eyes.
Sword intent surged throughout his body, and Li Qing's swordsmanship skills were fully revealed.
The sword intention is solid and thick, but it has not reached the stage of embryonic artistic conception.
He knew that it would be difficult to catch Lin Ming's sword like this, so he adjusted his stance with his feet shoulder-width apart, and the spiritual energy and sword intent in his body condensed and gathered.
The two divine inscriptions "Snake" and "Grass" float above Li Qing's head, and they are also super-grade divine inscriptions.
After combining various methods, a green snake with spiritual energy coiled behind him. Li Qing nodded and said, "Come on."
Lin Ming smiled and lightly touched the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
"Okay, even if a lion fights a rabbit, use all your strength. Take the move."
The words fell to the ground, and the Jingxian sword was slowly unsheathed inch by inch.
Keng ~ buzz!
The sound of the sword was clear and translucent, as if it could pierce a person's eardrum.
A sword passed by, invisible and invisible.
This is Lin Ming's signature swordsmanship - Mirror Flower, Water Moon.
There was no change at all, just the right blow to the head.
Li Qing kicked the ground, took half a step back, and raised his sword at the same time.
The soft sword was like a snake, hissing and trembling.
At the same time, the green snake phantom opened its mouth and bit the Jingxian Sword.
At the first contact, Li Qing's eyes widened suddenly, "What a heavy power!"
The words fell and the figures flew.
Rumble, rumble!
Twenty or thirty feet away, a towering tree slowly fell, causing smoke and dust to fill the air.
Li Qing stood there, grabbing the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and tightly holding the hilt of the soft sword with his right hand.
His hands were still shaking, and his entire right hand was almost losing consciousness.
"I lost."
Li Qing's eyes trembled violently, and the pride in his heart was shattered.
He is also a genius in the way of swordsmanship, the kind that never comes before.
However, in front of Lin Ming, he finally understood what it means to be higher than a mountain.
The bitterness filled the entire mouth, as if holding the most painful lotus seed in the world.
At this time, the surrounding Three-Eyed Clan was in an uproar. The three leaders... one was captured, one was killed, and the other was defeated miserably.
"They are not worthy of being commanders! Especially Li Qing and Jing Chang, foreigners are just not reliable."
"Run away quickly, walk around, and hurry up to summon Lord Tianzun."
"Good idea, let's run separately!"
The figure of the three-eyed clan slowly faded away, and they were really about to run away.
At this time, Lin Ming returned his sword to its sheath.
Clang!
The sword grid and the scabbard collided, and the "Three Thousand Avenues" in the artistic conception area instantly covered a hundred feet in radius.
The stars are coming again!
All creatures within this one hundred feet range will never be able to escape freely.
Lin Ming ignored the enemies on the outside and walked towards Li Qing step by step.
Stopping a few feet in front of the other party, Lin Ming said, "You lost the bet, please lead the way."
Li Qing's eyes were covered, and his expression was not easy to read, but the corners of his mouth showed that he was no longer as cold as before.
He nodded slowly, "Okay, I'll take you there."
"Speak quickly, not bad." Lin Ming pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows.
Within the realm of artistic conception, hundreds of three-eyed people disappeared irreversibly.
A few infected creatures fell to the ground, with a sword mark on a fatal part of their body.
Li Qing was unmoved, "When will you lead the way?"
Lin Ming pointed at Ge Qinghuang, who was recovering from his injuries, "Wait a moment."
A moment!
Ge Qinghuang stood up, his injuries recovered as before, and the others took the elixir and recovered to about eighty percent of their condition.
