Lin Ming was able to kill the Dusk Tower Master with one sword. Whether he borrowed his strength or relied on his own strength, this was truly terrifying.
What's more, Wuyue has seen such a terrifying sword and the effect of that sword wiping out everyone in Xianyue Tower.
She only had one thought at the moment, run, run, run!
Lin Ming simply didn't follow common sense, and his speed of improvement was too weird.
Wuyue once systematically understood Lin Ming's growth process. In short, there was no process. His cultivation was faster than others, especially in the divine arts.
If Wuyue hadn't dared to guess whether Dao Zun was dead, she would have even thought that Lin Ming was the reincarnation of Dao Zun.
Otherwise, such an exaggerated divine talent cannot be explained at all.
The lonely breeze blew back and forth, and the small alleys beside the long street became scattered with shadows, as if they were the shadow of death seeping out of the underworld.
Wuyue only felt that her whole body was permeating with a chill that was hard to shake away, just like the wind and snow in winter pouring into her soul.
The strange atmosphere around him was oppressive, like a huge mountain falling from the sky.
She held her breath, telling herself many times that she needed to relax, relax, and relax again.
Then, Wuyue stepped lightly and quietly retreated.
One step, two steps, three steps...
If in normal times, Lin Ming's inner eye could cover a hundred feet in radius, he would have discovered Wuyue hiding in the darkness.
However, the place he was in at this moment was very different. He could even feel that all his divine inscriptions were suppressed to a certain extent. It was a huge sense of oppression that spread from the source. With his current cultivation level, There is no way to create effective resistance.
At this moment, a silver sword light flew from the sky and surrounded Lin Ming's body.
It was the Jingxian sword that was used after killing the enemy smoothly. It was spinning around and dangling, at least dozens of times, like a baby swallow returning to its nest, too happy.
Lin Ming stretched out his fingers and touched the tip of the Jingxian Sword. The sharp edge of the sword did not hurt his fingers at all, but instead conveyed a picture.
In the gloomy alley, a hidden man wearing a black robe and a silver-white mask with the Xianyue Tower logo engraved on the mask is slowly retreating.
“So there’s still some fish that slipped through the net?”
Lin Ming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, put his right index finger and middle finger together, and made a sword gesture.
The Jingxian Sword made a loud sword cry, like a divine phoenix chasing the sun and moon in the nine heavens, singing loudly.
A vast white arc was left in the air.
Wherever the arc passes, bricks, flying rocks, wind, rain, clouds and thunder are all like tofu under a kitchen knife, unable to form any effective obstacles.
At the end of the arc, there is Wuyue who wants to escape.
Wuyue's eyebrows were beating wildly, and there was a huge tingling sensation in many vital parts of her body. This was the body's instinctive warning, informing her of her impending death.
At this moment, Wuyue, who had already broken through the defense line in her heart, shouted: "Don't kill me!"
4 words... She wished she could only say it at the speed of speaking one word.
There was a swishing sound, and a cold wind passed by my ears, and a few strands of black hair on Wuyue's bangs and temples fell down.
Her heart felt cold, as if her whole body had been pulled under the coldest deep sea in the world, and her hands and feet were still tied with extremely heavy chains that were inescapable.
I can't even move. Survival is just a luxury at this moment!
Wuyue did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly added:
"I know a lot of important information about Xianyue Tower, and I can tell you one by one."
"Then you can tell me and listen." Lin Ming appeared at the entrance of the alley at some point and walked along the narrow alley to Wuyue.
The distance between the two of them is less than ten feet.
Wuyue's cultivation seemed to be higher than Lin Ming's on the surface, but just by standing there, Lin Ming had already overwhelmed her more than once.
The little guy wrinkled his nose and twitched his nose continuously, "Sniff, sniff, sniff..."
"It's strange. I feel like I know this person."
Lin Ming snorted, a curious light flashed in his eyes, and he examined Wuyue carefully.
He could clearly see that she had a graceful and voluptuous figure.
female? And with this figure, she must be a beautiful woman?
However, the people in Xianyue Tower are quite weird. They cannot be called human beings at all. They are all a bunch of aliens.
They have long since abandoned their dignity as human beings and transformed their bodies and souls into weird monster forms.
Lin Ming maintained a cautious attitude and stood on the spot and said loudly: "Take off your hood and mask and let me see which old friend you are."
Along with his words, the Jingxian Sword shuttled back and forth, chatting around Wuyue, sometimes on his head, sometimes under his crotch, and sometimes in his back. In short, the edge of the Jingxian Sword was always aimed at Wuyue. Vital parts of Yue's body.
Wuyue knew that he couldn't run away, so he sighed, opened his hood, took off his mask, and showed a bitter smile on his face.
"Chief Lin Ming, you're fine."
