Martial World

"Huh? The artistic conception of the wind?" Lan Xing's sword slowed down. He was extremely sensitive to the artistic conception of the wind. The movement technique Lin Ming used just now contained the shadow of the artistic conception of the wind.

"Unfortunately, your mood of the wind is very different from mine, and your understanding of the law is really unsightly. Although your movement skills are good, you definitely can't escape my sword!"

Lan Xing fired his sword again, at a speed that was indistinguishable. His body also seemed to merge into the wind, forming a series of phantoms. His position, which could not be traced at all, was almost everywhere.

One after another sword light, condensed into dense thin lines, intertwined like a net, there is no gap at all, there is no way to avoid it!

The highly compressed true essence, combined with the consummate wind mood, such an attack is so terrifying that it is terrifying.

Lin Ming retreated again and again, but in the end, he couldn't avoid these sword lights.

"Lan Xing's sword is too sharp, and the angle is very tricky. There is no trajectory to follow. Even if I face this kind of sword light, I still have a headache. If Lin Ming just dodges, he will definitely lose."

"In the end, it's the difference in artistic conception. Lin Ming's comprehension of artistic conception is far inferior to that of Blue Star. Comparing artistic conception with Blue Star, it is too unwise to use his own shortness to attack the enemy's strength!"

"Indeed, in terms of artistic conception, how can entering the clan be compared with the goblin clan!"

In the corner of the stand, the two senior testers were observing the battle situation. Their eyes were still very accurate. The two people on the stage were able to tell the difference at a glance, "Huh? He was cornered, let's see what he does. manage!"

Above the ring, Lin Ming was caught in the middle by dozens of sword lights, and there was nowhere to dodge. Many of the troll clan on the stage showed gloating expressions, waiting to see Lin Ming shriveled. Comparing his artistic conception with the goblin clan, he was looking for abuse.

"Blind spot!" Lin Ming frowned. In fact, it was very easy to break Blue Star's sword light. As long as he used the Primordial Halberd or Slaughter, hundreds of blood-drinking seals erupted. Light will be shattered into nothingness.

But Lin Ming didn't want to do this. One was to hide his strength before stepping into the third floor of Tongyao Pagoda, and the other was to experience his own artistic conception.

The further back the martial arts, the more obvious the effect of artistic conception. Lin Ming is already a long way ahead of ordinary martial artists in terms of artistic conception, but he is not satisfied with this. Comprehension, and until now have not been able to exert their due power.

Fighting against Blue Star is an excellent opportunity to sharpen the artistic conception.

How could Lin Ming miss it?

Seeing the endless sword light slashing towards him, Lin Ming gritted his teeth sharply and rushed towards the sword light.

"Huh? This kid is crazy!?" Lan Xing was shocked, Lin Ming actually collided with the sword light?

The sudden scene made the audience's eyes widen, and it was too late to exclaim. At this moment, Lin Ming's figure and steps seemed to twist in an instant. Then, an incredible scene happened. Lin Ming's body directly After passing through the sword curtain, he passed through without the slightest damage, and stabbed Lan Xing in the face with a single shot!

"what!?"

Lan Xing was shocked in his heart, but he was an expert and reacted very quickly, and suddenly slashed at the tip of Zi Xuan's spear.

"hiss--"

An electric light burst into Lan Xing's body like a poisonous snake, causing his arms to go numb and his blood to surge.

Lin Ming raised his spear and stabbed again, while Lan Xing was paralyzed all over. At the critical moment, Lan Xing bit the tip of his tongue and his body violently retreated. Only then did he dodge Lin Ming's shot.

"What's going on?" The audience was stunned, and Lan Xing was also surprised.

At that moment, Lin Ming seemed to have passed through space, directly piercing the large net of the sword curtain, and stepped in front of Lan Xing's eyes.

"Could it be... space artistic conception?" When a senior tester was aware of this point, he took a deep breath, the spatial artistic conception was illusory, even the goblin clan known as the darling of the law, few can comprehend the spatial artistic conception , because... out of reach!

The artistic conception of wind and the artistic conception of water are all things that can be seen and touched. As long as you touch them frequently, you can always touch a little bit of their rules, and thus comprehend the corresponding artistic conception.

However, space can't feel its existence at all. As a result, there are very few strong people who can understand the artistic conception of space. The less the strong, the less inheritance. Therefore, for the warriors of the Holy Demon Continent, the artistic conception of space is always It is a very mysterious existence.

"You said this kid has grasped the spatial mood? This..." Another senior tester found it difficult to accept. Lin Ming Bi Jing was just a classmate, and a classmate's affinity for the power of laws was not much stronger than that of a troll.

"I can't be wrong. I have seen warriors who understand the artistic conception of space. I never imagined that such a monster would come out of the competition." The senior tester of the troll clan sighed with emotion, Lin Ming's talent completely made them The younger generation of the trolls shrugged off.

"That's it, you really are not an opponent that can be easily defeated. You are the strongest young generation I have ever met. You seem to be younger than me but have the strength to threaten me, so I can't help but think...hehe , killed you with my own hands!" Lan Xing said here, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Demon King Battle Body!"

Boom!

The momentum of Lan Xing's body erupted like a volcano, and the surrounding gravel was all blown away by this momentum, shooting towards the surroundings like flying arrows. On Lan Xing's body, a layer of amethyst armor appeared, and his hair grew. It was longer, and there were mysterious and ancient fairy seals on his face and body.

Lan Xing, who displayed the Demon King's battle body, exuded a scorching evil energy. His amber pupils also turned blood red, and his gaze was full of murderous aura and viciousness.

"Demon King Battle Body, Blue Star finally used this trick!"

"Haha, let's see what Lin Ming will do now!" The goblin warriors in the audience were excited. The demon king's fighting body is the pride of their goblin clan, because this is the bloodline of the ancient demon clan imprinted in their bones, and it is their sense of racial superiority. Source, a sign of racial glory. Because of this, they consider themselves a higher race, and in their eyes, they are just a lowly race.

"This is the real thing. I was just warming up before. Let's see how Lin Ming handles it." Many warriors of other races in the audience were jealous when they saw Blue Star's Demon King's body. It was frightened by its terrifying aura.

Blue Star undoubtedly has the strength to attack the Demon Emperor, and Lin Ming may also have the strength to attack the Divine Sea. Even in Tongyao Pagoda, these two young heroes will be the best in the world.

Lin Ming looked at Lan Xing and thought to himself that it was a pity. He really wanted to take this opportunity to sharpen his artistic conception. However, after Lan Xing launched the Demon King Battle Form, he was more inclined to compete for power.

He said slowly: "You want to destroy me, why don't I want to destroy you, this Tongyao Pagoda is originally a place of killing and being killed. The way to die, including you and me!"

There is no one who can appear at the entrance of Tongyao Pagoda without blood on their hands. They come here to enter, to experience the battle of life and death, to seek breakthroughs on the edge of life and death, otherwise don't come to Tongyao Pagoda.

"Destroyed me? Haha, do you think you have this chance?" Lan Xing, who completed the Demon King's battle body, began to become mad and his voice changed.

"If you have a chance, you'll know by comparing. I advise you not to waste too much time talking nonsense. You can't maintain this state for a long time." Lin Ming saw Blue Star's demon king battle form at a glance, and started with him. The power of the Heretic God has something in common, both detonate the true essence in the body, and this state is bound to not last.

"Looking for death!" Lan Xing's eyes flashed a lot of killing intent. In the center of the martial arts arena, sand and stones were rolling, and the wind was blowing. Lan Xing held the sword in his right hand and flattened the sword's edge in his left hand. on the sword.

"The Sword of the Wind—Blood-stained Qingyao!"

At that moment, Lan Xing's long hair that had been hanging down to his ankles rose and fluttered wildly. Lan Xing held swords in both hands and slashed down heavily. The howling wind took on a touch of blood, and the red sword light obscured it. Yaokong, Lan Xing was walking in the same way of killing. At this moment, his whole body burst out with murderous aura, which can be called a bloody storm!

A cold light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes, and he instantly judged that with his current strength, although he could barely take this sword, he would be injured.

In the Tongyao Pagoda, surrounded by so many masters, Lin Ming did not want to give any opportunity to take advantage of it. In this way, his spiritual power was connected to the Heretic God's seed, and the power of the Heretic God was directly activated!

The compressed real energy burst out like a tide, and Lin Ming's aura rose to a peak in an instant.

The sudden change shocked the minds of all the warriors present, but before they could react, Lin Ming's shot had already been stabbed!

"Hunyuan gun!"

Hundreds of blood-drinking seals swirled and danced around, forming a giant red vortex around the Zixuan spear, with thunder and lightning flashing in the middle. Such a spear pierced, as if the void had been split open.

"boom!"

The terrifying explosion sounded like thunder, and countless gravel was thrown up high, and our vision was completely swallowed up by the blazing rays of light. In such a wanton shock wave of true essence, the blood-drinking seal was cut like a flying saw. After firing Lan Xing's sword stance, Lin Ming held the spear in both hands and came to Blue Xing's eyes in an instant. A spear stabbed straight into Lan Xing's heart!

"what?"

Lan Xing was taken aback. He never imagined that the sword that he slashed with all his strength could be broken so easily by the opponent.

At the critical moment, Lan Xing was unable to retract his sword, so he could only use the sword in his palm to slash at Lin Ming's throat! "If you want to kill me, you don't want to live!"

A ferocious flashed in Lan Xing's eyes, but at this moment, an incredible scene happened!

The Zixuan spear in Lin Ming's hand seemed to travel through space in an instant, and appeared directly in front of Blue Star's eyes, while Blue Star's palm sword had just been slashed out.

"puff!"

With an inaudible sound, the body-protecting true essence exploded, and the incomparably sharp Zixuan spear pierced directly into Lanxing's heart!

Blood shot out!