Chapter 67: Blood Dust Sword!

Style: Fantasy Author: Writing the Divine ScrollWords: 2302Update Time: 24/01/18 15:30:12
"Qiang!"

The powerful palm force clasped onto the sword, knocking Tang Ming back several steps.

Seeing the situation, Lin Yao immediately raised his spear blade and stabbed Xuanyuan Ming.

In order to avoid this fatal offensive, Xuanyuan Ming had no choice but to take a few steps back.

"Since you all want to die here, I will help you!"

As he spoke, Tang Ming's resolute eyes were already radiating an icy cold light.

"Has anyone ever said you talk a lot?"

After removing all the strength from the opponent, Tang Ming's sword blade stabbed his throat again.

The speed was so fast that even Xuanyuan Ming, who had greatly increased in strength, was surprised because the speed of his sword had exceeded Xuanyuan Ming's perception.

"Poof!" The sword blade broke through a layer of flesh and blood on his shoulder.

However, it did not break through the opponent's defense.

After a successful blow, Tang Ming shook the sword blade in his hand and knocked away the blood.

"What a hard turtle shell. Are all of you demon disciples as desperate as you are?"

From the blow just now, it is not difficult to know that the opponent is definitely wearing a life-saving magic weapon.

When Xuanyuan Ming touched the wound on his shoulder, his expression gradually changed.

"Such superb swordsmanship, it can actually break through my soft armor."

After that, Xuanyuan Ming tore off the clothes on his body, revealing the black soft armor. From the wound on his shoulder, it was easy to see that this was a piece of soft armor that could protect against Yuan-building monks.

It's no wonder that he was able to grab the opponent Lin Yao's gun blade with his bare hands just now. Otherwise, the gap in realm and the different positions of the two would have made it impossible for him to hold back.

"It's really embarrassing for all the disciples of the Demonic Path. They have joined the Demonic Path and yet they are still afraid of death." Tang Ming mocked disdainfully.

Facing the ridicule, Xuanyuan Ming's expression instantly became ferocious, "As long as I can survive, I will do anything!"

All the evil energy in his physical strength exploded, and the powerful shock force knocked Tang Ming's figure back several meters. Before he could land, his body had already rushed towards the opponent, and the evil energy in his hand was like a broken bamboo reaching towards his heart.

The movements were almost smooth, and there was nothing to fault. It was obvious that the former prince had spent a lot of time honing his strength after joining the Demonic Path.

However, his actual combat skills were too simple and he did not have the experience of life and death battles like Lin Yao and Tang Ming.

Facing the sudden attack of palm force, Tang Ming's eyes were fixed on the opponent's attack line. At the critical moment, he turned his body to deflect the opponent's attack.

The palm failed, and Xuanyuan Ming's expression was suddenly shocked.

"impossible!"

"How can you avoid my attack in the Tongmai realm?"

The failure of his palm power made Xuanyuan Ming fall into deep thought. He had already used secret techniques to enhance his strength, so he should be able to crush the opponent.

But why do you continue to struggle and get no benefit at all?

Before the opponent could understand the difference in actual combat between the two, Lin Yao was already holding his gun on the ground and suddenly kicked the opponent's body with both feet.

"Bang!"

Xuanyuan Ming raised his arms to block 70% of the opponent's leg strength, and his feet slid several meters away on the ground before he slowly stopped.

Under the joint attack of the two, all Xuanyuan Ming's tricks were destroyed.

"Overlord consecutive thrusts!"

The gun blade rotated several times in Lin Yao's hand, and then stabbed into several vital points of the opponent.

Its strength and accuracy reached a frightening level.

"Qiang!" "Qiang!" "Qiang!"

The gun blade penetrated the soft armor and poked several bloody holes in the opponent's body.

Xuanyuan Ming, who was severely injured, couldn't hold himself up and half-knelt on the ground.

"puff!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted from the mouth.

"Impossible, this is impossible, how could I lose so quickly?" Xuanyuan Ming covered his injured body with eyes filled with disbelief.

Lin Yao walked over slowly, shaking away the blood from the gun blade, "You were defeated by your arrogance. You thought you could turn the tide of the war through the growth of your cultivation, but you forgot that without the basis of actual combat, you can't keep up with yourself. realm.”

“Whatever is borrowed is always borrowed and must be returned eventually!”

The former crown prince who was teased by fate had a cruel smile on his face at this moment, "I entered the devil's path and couldn't defeat you, so what's the use of practicing this technique?"

The anger and unwillingness can be clearly seen in the other person's eyes.

In order to be able to change the fate of the royal family, Xuanyuan Ming has already paid enough in a short period of time. Unfortunately, Lin Yao has also paid more for this, which is why he cannot surpass it.

Xuanyuan Ming knelt on the ground, the unwillingness in his eyes was gradually replaced by despair, "Could it be that? I really can't surpass the difficult-to-climb mountain of the Martial Arts Holy Land?"

Lin Yao slowly raised the gun blade, "You didn't lose to the Holy Land of Martial Arts. You lost to the Lin family's marksmanship, and even more so to yourself."

After saying this, Lin Yao stabbed out the spear blade and penetrated his chest.

Xuanyuan Ming, whose heart was completely broken, could only lie in a pool of blood with his long-cherished wish.

Seeing the situation, Tang Ming also came over to check. After all, if the other party faked his death, a lot of time would be wasted.

He raised the Qingyun Holy Sword in his hand and stabbed his head, trying to behead him.

However......

"Qiang!"

Lin Yao's gun blade blocked it, "What you did is an insult to the dignity of the sect."

"I am just a guest, not a member of the sect. Your red tape has no effect on me." Tang Ming ignored it and continued to stab the opponent's head with the sword.

In order to save his body, Lin Yao pushed Tang Ming away with a palm.

Tang Ming, who stabilized his body after sliding for a few meters, was also a little annoyed, "What are you doing? As the captain of the expedition team, isn't it the most basic thing to inspect other people's corpses?"

"The other party is still a prince no matter what. To destroy the corpse and destroy all traces is to humiliate the royal family." Lin Yao adhered to his own philosophy.

And Tang Ming didn't want to point the sword at his own people, so he could only put away the sword, "Sigh... If this guy is resurrected in the future, you need to be responsible for what you did today."

"Don't worry, I will take all the responsibilities if he is resurrected."

The two men temporarily compromised each other's views.

But little did he know that Xuanyuan Ming's blood gradually flowed towards the huge sword on the ground.

The originally dark sword body began to absorb blood crazily after touching the blood, and the sword body gradually began to glow red.

Tang Ming, whose perception was stronger than ordinary people, instantly felt something was wrong.

"Lin Yao, leave quickly!"

Hearing Tang Ming's sudden roar, Lin Yao was still a little at a loss.

However, when he turned around, he found that Xuanyuan Ming, who should have been lifeless, had slowly stood up, and scarlet blood began to ooze from his body.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yao instinctively took a few steps back and looked warily at the resurrected Xuanyuan Ming in front of him.

Surrounded by blood light, Xuanyuan Ming floated in mid-air. When he opened his eyes, they were replaced by blood pupils.

"Is this the new body? It really makes some people look down upon it!" Xuanyuan Ming's sarcastic voice sounded, obviously very dissatisfied with his own body.

He raised his right arm, and the bloody sword instantly flew into his palm.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Ming looked down at the two of them, with a bit of contempt on his lips.

"It seems that today, you two are going to sacrifice my bloody sword."