"Don't fight for a long time, fight quickly!"
Yang Ming was worried that others would rush in because of the sound of fighting. Among the teams that entered, only Wan Jinxing's team could be trusted. Yang Ming could not trust anyone else, including Yue Shan, although he knew Yue Chuan. , but after all, the contact with Yue Shan only lasted for two sentences, which was not enough for Yang Ming to completely trust him.
"I advise you to hand over the treasure obediently. The power of the White Soul Strongman is beyond your imagination."
Lin Jinhu sneered and advised, but Yang Ming's calm voice made the veins on his forehead throb and his eyes filled with anger.
"Where does all this nonsense come from!"
"What a sharp-tongued little bastard. Later I will knock out your teeth one by one and cut out your tongue!"
Lin Jinhu was so angry at Yang Ming's faint words that the veins on his forehead bulged. In any case, he was considered a respectable person in the Psychedelic City. Unexpectedly, he was now completely ignored by Yang Ming. This tone simply made him feel uncomfortable. Lin Jinhu, who was not generous at all, wanted to cut Yang Ming into pieces immediately.
"Stop talking nonsense and see the real deal." Yang Ming sneered.
"Bang!"
Lin Jinhu stared at Yang Ming with a sinister look, and suddenly took a step forward. The powerful golden magic element immediately surged out of his body, making his robes rattle, and there was an aura of extreme fear of oppression, filled with evil aura. , spread out.
Being able to fight hard under Duan Fei, the lord of the Psychedelic City, is enough to show that Lin Jinhu is not an idiot. He has experienced countless life-and-death bloody battles over the years, and he has always protected those skills honed between blood and fire. As long as Lin Jinhu has lived until now, this opponent is indeed not comparable to those that Yang Ming has encountered in the past.
Lin Jinhu's combat experience was several times richer than his own, and his methods were vicious. It was not impossible for him to capsize in the gutter due to an accident. Therefore, Yang Ming's expression quickly became serious.
Although Yang Ming was very angry just now, once he entered the fighting state, the rage in Lin Jinhu's eyes quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a cold and cruel look, like a ferocious hungry man about to pounce on food. Like a tiger.
As for Lin Jinhu's changes, Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and then realized that the former's ability to establish the infamous Blood Tiger Gang was indeed due to his tyranny.
"boom!"
Just when this thought flashed through Yang Ming's mind, Lin Jinhu took action directly at this moment. His body was like lightning. In a flash, he appeared in front of Yang Ming with an oppressive aura. On the right Clenching his fist, he immediately punched the latter's chest with a nonchalant punch.
Fortunately, this tomb has a forbidden air law, otherwise Yang Ming would not provoke Lin Jinhu, who was promoted to White Soul, in this way. The forbidden air not only prohibits lifting into the air, but also prohibits tearing apart space.
"Woo!"
Wherever the punch wind passed by, the air was shaken open, making a low whine sound. It can be seen that this punch may seem ordinary, but wrapped in the sharp golden magic element, it is more powerful than a sharp blade. Have destructive power!
Feeling Lin Jinhu's extremely fierce fist style, Yang Ming's heart was slightly awe-inspiring. The White Soul Demon Warrior was indeed not comparable to Black Soul Perfection. The power and the sharpness of the magic element alone were much stronger than the Song Dao.
Facing such powerful men, Yang Ming could no longer hide his tricks. His whole body was shaken, and his blood was overwhelming. The Chaos Dragon Body was instantly activated, and the power of wind and thunder circulated throughout his body. With the blessing of the dragon body, he used the wind and thunder to kill. Punch, punch to punch.
"boom!"
This time, the all-conquering Feng Lei Guan Killing Fist was rarely at a disadvantage. Lin Jinhu had also cultivated his body, and his strength was far superior to that of the demon warriors of the same level. The moment the fists touched, Yang Ming felt that the opponent was facing him with a power that was not inferior to his own. Come.
"Da da da…"
The two figures stepped back at the same time, leaving an inch-deep footprint on the ground. Yang Ming took ten steps back before stopping. He raised his head and looked at each other. Lin Jinhu only took three steps back and stopped, making a judgment.
"King Kong Breaking Killing Fist!"
While Yang Ming was slightly stunned, Lin Jinhu came forward again. Looking at Yang Ming who had not yet relaxed his strength, he couldn't help but laugh ferociously. Immediately, powerful magic energy surged out from his fists, turning into fists all over the sky. The shadow directly enveloped Yang Ming.
The shadow of the fist came, and Yang Ming looked around, as if his whole body was filled with the shadow of the fist that was filled with evil energy. Among the many shadows of the fist, he felt a chill that made his heart palpitate. That feeling was like Like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass, waiting to give people a fatal blow!
Yang Ming took a deep breath and stared at the fist shadow that was rapidly attacking the sky. The power of his soul spread out. He knew that Lin Jinhu's real killing move was hidden in the fist shadow that was all over the sky!
Since head-on confrontation is not possible, the key to victory lies in Yang Ming's dragon soul that ordinary people do not possess. As long as the opponent's fist is not allowed to fall on him, the seemingly powerful attack will become useless.
"found it!"
However, just when Yang Ming was about to be hit by the fist shadows all over the sky, his eyes suddenly opened, and he ignored the many other fist shadows. He slowly raised his palms, blue light surged in his palms, and a water ribbon appeared. Connect the two palms, wrap around the fist that is hidden behind the shadow of the fist, but has hidden murderous intent, and constantly decomposes the power on it.
"What kind of magic skill is this?" Lin Jinhu felt that the energy in his fist was constantly being brought out and decomposed by the blue light. He wanted to pull out his fist but it seemed to be stuck. He could not easily withdraw it and could only watch the killing punch. be resolved by the other party.
This scene is just like Yang Ming's battle against Li Hai at the Shuiyue City Martial Arts Tournament. He used softness to control strength, and he was able to exert a thousand pounds with four ounces. Yang Ming smiled knowingly and did not explain too much.
When Lin Jinhu saw Yang Ming's smile, he thought that the other party was laughing at his incompetence. At that moment, he quickly changed his fists into claws, and the sharp energy condensed on his fingertips like spikes, and then he grabbed Yang Ming fiercely.
"Vajra Fierce Claws!"
Yang Ming also sensed the sharpness of this move and quickly retreated, dodging several claw attacks in front of him. However, he still underestimated the ferocity of Lin Jinhu. After seeing Yang Ming dodge the attack, he exerted force on his legs and leaped directly into the air, as if Like a fierce tiger, it pounced on Yang Ming.
"laugh!"
Yang Ming didn't expect that the other party would be so desperate, and he couldn't react in time. The fierce energy, like an extremely sharp blade, passed directly from Yang Ming's chest, and five blood marks appeared immediately!
However, Yang Ming was not a vegetarian. When his chest was injured, he advanced instead of retreating and punched Lin Jinhu in the back, knocking the latter to the ground and exchanging injuries for injuries.
"Bang!" A low voice sounded on the ground. Lin Jinhu shook his back, stared at Yang Ming fiercely, and jumped up from the ground.
"Asshole!"
Lin Jinhu shouted angrily and took out the weapon from the space ring. It was a pair of strange finger tigers. The four finger rings had ferocious spikes at the front and sharp blades at the end. They were simply murder weapons.
Not to be outdone, Yang Ming took out the Tianlin Thunder Halberd and guarded against the opponent's attack.
Lin Jinhu's face was gloomy and frightening. The thrilling hand-to-hand fight between the two earlier made him understand that the young man in front of him was indeed particularly difficult to deal with. He did not gain much favor from Yang Ming...
He raised his head and looked at the pair of eyes staring at him with cold eyes. Lin Jinhu's face gradually became violent, and powerful magic elements erupted from his body like a volcano. An even more fierce momentum spread.
"You little bastard, if you want to fight with me, you're not qualified!"
The magic essence in the body burst out without reservation, and the ferocious look on Lin Jinhu's face became more and more intense!
Yang Ming ignored Lin Jinhu's violent shouts. The magic energy in his body was also surging, but unlike the other party's magic energy, he poured huge amounts of magic energy into the spiritual weapon in his hand. If the Lin Thunder Halberd is successfully activated, it can be called a spiritual weapon. The attacks cast by it are different from those in the past and are more powerful, but they also consume more magic energy.
"Buzzing..."
After the Tianlin Thunder Halberd received a large amount of magic, it made a trembling sound. A light blade several feet long emerged from the front of the Thunder Halberd. The sharp energy overflowed and cut the hard rock wall into scratches. mark.
Lin Jinhu, who was opposite him, stared at Yang Ming with a cold expression. The powerful magic essence lingered around him, and the aura of the white soul demon warrior was fully activated by him at this moment.
He could sense that Yang Ming's next offensive would be extremely powerful, so he did not make any reservations. He slowly clenched his fists, and the powerful and terrifying golden magic essence quickly condensed in the center of his fists. In the blink of an eye, his hands The fist actually became somewhat dazzling, and an extremely violent wave spread out!
"Boy, take your life! Diamond Collapse Heaven Fist!"
This move is the same magic skill as the previous Vajra Killing Fist and Vajra Claw. It is an attack magic skill attached to the "Vajra Body Training" practiced by Lin Jinhu. Countless people have died under this set of magic skills. Cleared.
"boom!"
As Lin Jinhu swung his fists out like a hammer from the sky, the bright light suddenly turned into a fist shadow that was several feet in size and shot out violently. The shadow of the fist contains extremely powerful destructive power, like a giant hammer that breaks the sky, so sharp that it makes people feel chilling.
"The wind and thunder flashed, and the unicorn broke!"
When Lin Jinhu's fierce fist shadow suddenly shot out, Yang Ming's eyes suddenly turned cold. The Tianlin Thunder Halberd in his hand suddenly stabbed out, with a roaring sound of wind and thunder, and hit the fierce and fierce fist shadow. And go.
The attack speeds of both were astonishingly fast. Only a flash of light could be seen, and then, the two fierce attacks collided heavily like meteorites!
"boom!"
At the moment of the impact, a loud noise also boomed in the tomb. Many people heard the huge noise and went to the source of the sound to find out.
"boom!"
There was another loud noise, and invisible ripples spread above the tomb, causing gravel from the roof of the cave to fall continuously. It looked like the tomb would collapse in the next moment. Looking back at the scene, the huge fist shadow and the light blade emitted by the Tianlin Thunder Halberd burst out with dazzling light. At the center of the light, the powerful golden magic element and the fierce power of wind and thunder were in contact, and the crazy erosion and melting of each other seemed to be like an attack. It's like swallowing the opponent.
"Crack, click, click!"
Then, after a stalemate for several minutes, the huge fist shadow was still defeated by the sharp light blade. The reason was very simple. It was not that the fist shadow was not strong, but that the area was large and the power was not enough to focus the light blade. One hit and the other hit the face. What's more, Yang Ming still uses a spiritual weapon. A powerful spiritual weapon is enough to infinitely narrow the gap between the two people's realms.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Jinhu's sharp fist was dispersed. Then, the light blade's momentum continued unabated, and it swept towards Lin Jinhu behind him at an extremely fast speed.
"Impossible! It's impossible for me to lose to a brat whose level is lower than mine!"
The light blade passed through his chest, Lin Jinhu's voice stopped suddenly, and his strong body fell to the ground. The battle ended with Yang Ming's victory.
