Chapter 53: The Thin Line of Life and Death

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"Hey hey...that's all?"

Seeing Qing Yu's disappearing figure, Lin Yansheng shouted anxiously and ran towards him quickly.

But unfortunately, Qingyu didn't seem to care about him at all, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

However, he didn't have much time to look for Qing Yu now, because just when he turned around, those condensed energy had already rushed in front of him, and they were all attacking him with knives and guns.

"Tsk! Trouble!"

Lin Yansheng frowned, but there was no panic on his face, because in his perception, these Yuanqi people were only at the seventh or eighth level of physical training.

With a turn of his body, Lin Yansheng dodged the incoming weapon. With the soles of his feet on the ground, he stepped through the gap between the weapons and punched one of them directly on the head.

boom!

The figure's head shattered in response, and the remaining headless body shook, and then fell down helplessly.

Lin Yansheng was not surprised by this. He was just a person at the seventh level of body training. With his strength, it would be strange if he failed to kill him with one blow.

In addition, he knew that these figures were actually made of vitality and were not real, so Lin Shengsheng did not show mercy when he struck.

After killing one of them, the next step was naturally easy. Lin Shengsheng's body writhed a few times, and he rushed towards the other vitality figures, punching them one by one and knocking them to the ground.

"Huh?"

As the last body of the vitality phantom fell, Lin Yansheng suddenly let out a soft "Eh".

Because just when he defeated the last figure, spots of light began to appear on the figures lying on the ground.

The light spots seemed to be an integral part of these figures. As the light spots poured out, these figures quickly decomposed and dissipated.

Soon after, the figures disappeared, and several beams of vitality took their place, running straight into Lin Sheng's body.

"Um...this is?"

Lin Yansheng had no time to dodge before he was penetrated by those beams of vitality. His expression changed slightly and his mind sank, wanting to see what it was.

Although the Nine Emperors Zhenyuan Tower shouldn't harm him, it's better to confirm. Is it another new martial arts?

Whoosh——

However, before he could sense it carefully, several more beams of light fell down, turning into three more solid figures.

Judging from the auras on these figures, they are clearly three people at the tenth level of physical training!

"this……"

Lin Shengsheng was dumbfounded, why is this happening?

But he still didn't leave him much time. In the blink of an eye, these three new energy people rushed towards him, and three weapons enveloped him.

This time, Lin Shengsheng was not able to deal with it so freely. Although he stepped out of the Soul Step immediately, they were three weapons that arrived almost at the same time. Under the light of the sword, he was still scratched on his right arm. A series of The blood drops are flying in the wind.

Lin Yansheng's eyes were solemn, and without even looking at the wound on his right arm, he ducked and came to one of them, pushed out with his palm, and knocked him away.

However, after all, this figure's vitality has reached the tenth level of body tempering. Although it has not undergone preliminary blood tempering like Lin Yansheng, its vitality is still solid. Lin Yansheng's palm only hit the vitality on his body severely. It's not a big deal if you slap him hard.

At this moment, the remaining two vitality figures also turned around, and the blades in their hands were added again!

There was no weapon in his hand, and Lin Shengsheng couldn't beat the edge. He used the soul-stepping footwork again, and while avoiding the sword light, he kicked someone to the ground with his flying kick.

But, it's still just a minor injury.

"The vitality cultivation level is equivalent to Zhang Junxi's, but the defense power... is far above him, there are still three... and weapons..."

After dozens of rounds of fighting between the two sides, Lin Shengsheng finally figured out the details of these three Yuanqi people. In terms of cultivation, they were slightly stronger than Zhang Junxi, but in terms of defense, they were far superior. Zhang Junxi is almost the same as the original Tao Ranxuan.

It was easy for Lin Yansheng to defeat one Zhang Junxi at first, but now he was facing three at the same time, and it was not so easy to deal with him when he was distracted.

Every time he attacks, he has to save his energy to defend against the other two people. Although this Yuanqi man is not very intelligent, his attack power is not small. The weapons in their hands are also not vegetarian, which causes him to attack every time. Unable to use all my strength.

The two sides had been fighting for so long. Although he had suffered too much damage with the help of Soul Step, the opponent also received some moderate punches and kicks, and there was no sign of serious injury at all.

If the fight continues like this... I'm afraid it's just to see who can kill whom, but can he alone... kill three?

Moreover, after this wave of fighting, will there be more...?

"Master, where have you been!?"

The corner of his eye swept across the dark space. Lin Shengsheng was very anxious. If he continued to fight like this, he might really have to explain this. These vitality figures were not as merciful as in a martial arts competition. When fighting, the swords and axes in their hands were pointed at the vital points. If he continued to fight, , if you are not careful, you will really die!

But what about Qingyu? Where did he die?

"Damn it... then come on!"

After fighting like this for more than ten dozen moves, Lin Yansheng finally gave up the idea of ​​waiting for Qingyu to rescue him and looked at the three spirit puppets opposite him with fierce eyes.

Regardless of whether Qingyu really left him here to fend for himself, in short, he had to deal with the three spirit puppets in front of him by himself.

He tilted his feet slightly, slid close to one of the spirit puppets, and pushed the spirit puppet's blade away from the side. He directly punched the somewhat bulky spirit puppet in front of him and staggered it.

Whoosh——

The cold wind gusted, and the other two spirit puppets launched an attack at this time, and the two weapons struck Lin Yansheng's back like lightning!

"Fight!"

Feeling the cold wind behind him, Lin Yansheng did not choose to retreat immediately. Instead, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the wrist of the spirit puppet in front of him with one hand, and fiercely snatched the long knife from his hand with the other hand!

If fists alone cannot cause effective damage, then he will grab a weapon!

There were three spirit puppets, one holding a knife, one holding a sword, and one holding an ax. After a brief weighing, Lin Shengsheng still chose to grab the knife.

The result was obvious. The spirit puppet had a low IQ and was easily captured by Lin Shengyan.

But the price... was that two arcs of blood exploded on Lin Shengsheng's back.

"Uh...uh!"

The severe pain in his back made Lin Yansheng's face distort, but he did not retreat with a ferocious expression. Instead, he used this force to gather all his energy and slashed hard at the neck of the unstable spirit puppet in front of him!

With this blow, Lin Yansheng did not hold back at all. The vitality in his body spurted out, covering the long knife. The vitality shone. From a distance, Lin Yansheng looked like he was holding an arc of light!

Cha——

The arc of light passed over his neck, and the spirit puppet's body froze suddenly, and then its head and body were misplaced, and it fell to the ground weakly, shattering into pieces.

"One..."

Lin Yansheng was also severely knocked away by the other two spirit puppets. He immediately got up, his eyes cautious and filled with a bit of soul-crushing ferocity.

There was blood flowing from his back, and the place where the impact hit his waist and ribs was even more painful. Lin Yansheng felt that all the muscles in his body were spasming under the severe pain, and the arm holding the knife was trembling unconsciously.

After all, he was still just a boy. He had been doted on by Qing Yu and Ye Chunyu since he was a child. Although he had practiced martial arts for several months, how had he ever suffered like this? This kind of pain was indeed a bit difficult to accept for him.

But sometimes... pain can also inspire a person's ferocity.

"Damn...you haven't come out yet, have you!"

After looking around again to make sure that Qingyu wouldn't come out, Lin Yansheng gritted his teeth, his pupils were bloodshot, and he cursed.

Then, he stopped retreating and instead held the long knife and rushed directly towards the remaining two spirit puppets.

He didn't even know why he had such courage.

Perhaps, he knew that since he was injured, if he continued to use it up, there would be no good results?

But no matter what, Lin Shengsheng's counterattack this time was very fierce.

At the cost of having his shoulder pierced by a long sword, he slashed his sword into the belly of a spirit puppet. When the blade entered the body, vitality overflowed!

Even though this spirit puppet had no strength and no intelligence, it quickly retreated and staggered under Lin Shenxin's sword.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Blood dripped down, and under the bone-chilling pain, Lin Yansheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he no longer held back his hand. He leaned back, barely avoiding the cross-cutting axe, and then the keel of his waist exerted force, and his upper body was like a spring. Bounce!

The dragon swings its tail!

With the force of the waist, the long knife in his hand turned into an afterimage and slashed out like an arrow from the string. With one strike, the sword glowed brightly, and it actually chopped off the sword-wielding puppet's head and half of its shoulder. Down!

boom!

But the old strength was gone, and Lin Shengsheng, who had not yet developed new strength, could no longer dodge the attack of the axe-wielding puppet behind him. When the sword-wielding puppet fell to the ground, his left leg was also hit hard!

"Uh...ah!"

Lin Shengsheng screamed strangely, and followed the energy force to move the soul step, leaving a series of bloody footsteps on the ground. He got close to the last spirit puppet and punched it out!

In a life-and-death fight, the power of Lin Sheng's punch was undoubtedly far greater than usual.

But the spirit puppet seemed to have sensed the power of Lin Yansheng's punch. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, he gave up his defense, swung the ax with his hand, let go of the ax, and hit Lin Yansheng's back!

Click——

The attacks of the two hit each other at the same time. The spirit puppet's head shattered like a water ball, splashing countless brilliance. Lin Yansheng's back also suffered a heavy blow, and his whole person was knocked to the ground.

"Cough...cough!"

The last fight of the spirit puppet was so terrifying. Under that blow, Lin Shengsheng's back was bloody and bloody, and the previous wound was directly torn open! The scars were deep enough to show the bones.

After struggling for several times, Lin Shengsheng could not get up again, crawling on the ground and spitting blood several times.

His injury this time... was really serious.

But fortunately, all the enemies were defeated.

"Is this the test of the Nine Emperors Zhenyuan Tower?"

Lin Yansheng crawled to the ground. The powerful enemy had retreated. His will finally began to clear up, but he would rather not wake up because his whole body was injured. The heart-wrenching pain was really tormenting.

Buzz——

A stream of vitality suddenly pulled Lin Yansheng's consciousness back from the edge of disintegration. His pupils moved slightly and looked at the stream of light.

This is……

The focus in the pupil reappears, and then...

Desperation suddenly arises!

Because of that kind of flowing light, he had seen...

A vitality spirit puppet quickly took shape, and a long sword with a yellow shimmer shot out from the man's hand, rapidly enlarging in Lin Yansheng's desperate eyes...

puff!

Lin Yansheng's chest was pierced by the sword, and bone fragments and blood burst out at the same time.

Lin Yansheng's vision went dark, and his consciousness quickly collapsed in the severe pain. As he was dying, the last consciousness flashed through his mind:

The vitality is released...this is...

"A... spirit puppet from the blood-tempering realm?"

"Am I...going to die?"

"Master...where are you..."