"call out" Che Han's palm knife came from behind.
This was Old Jing's attack.
This man was practicing the Frost Law, and even his words were ice-cold.
Moreover, he did not use a weapon.
He practiced the Xuan Bing Jue and used it with his bare hands.
Able to kill opponents.
Lin Muyu suddenly turned sideways and saw a wisp of frosty fighting spirit flying past his nose.
It landed on the rock beside him with a bang, punching a hole and quickly condensing frost on the rock. , Elder Jing’s cultivation cannot be underestimated.
"when" Lin Muyu pulled out the Dragon Spirit Sword, and with a flick of his wrist, he slashed out a stream of sword energy.
He continued to run forward while Elder Jing waved his palms to resolve it.
This place was still very close to the camp, so he had to lure Elder Jing further away to deal with it.
Drop it, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble to him.
"Are you scared?"
Mr.
Jing laughed wildly, his body filled with fighting spirit.
A black wild beast martial spirit was entrenched on his shoulders.
He chased Lin Muyu with both feet and laughed loudly: "What an emperor's adopted son is just a dog.
From now on , the emperor has no adopted son anymore.”
Lin Muyu stopped suddenly, turned around and struck again with the sword, but only used 70% of his strength.
The blow made Mr.
Jing take several steps back, but he himself also took seven or eight steps back in a row.
This made it look like he was out of power, and he had to use it to get out.
You have good acting skills, otherwise you will die badly Early in the morning, Lin Muyu lightly hit a pine tree, her body bounced back a little, with an "unwilling" look on her face, and said: "If you kill me here, someone will definitely find out, and then my father will definitely Destroy the entire Qihai City to avenge me."
"Hahaha, ridiculous" Mr.
Jing's face was full of contempt, he slapped his face with another hand, and shouted angrily: "You are nothing, you still want to let the emperor vent his anger on Qihai City, just dream about it."
However, Jing Lao felt a chill in his heart.
He knew that Lin Muyu must be killed today, otherwise the matter would be exposed, and neither the Emperor nor Tang Lan would be able to bear such a heavy responsibility.
Mr.
Jing's palm was as fast as a palm, causing the fighting spirit armor around Lin Muyu to scatter again and again, and even a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of Lin Muyu's mouth.
But he kept running and retreating.
In the blink of an eye, he ran nearly ten miles away from the main camp of Qihai City.
Even Yingzhao Mountain was just a shadowy hilltop in the moonlight.
At this moment, Lin Muyu suddenly turned around and His personal temperament seemed to have changed instantly, and his fighting spirit suddenly rose to the peak level.
He waved his palm gently, and the golden gourd martial spirit came out of his body.
The black tortoise armor and the dragon scale wall were blessed one after another, and he faced Old Jing Haoran and slapped him with one palm. go out "Bang" Lin Muyu didn't lose the slightest bit with this blow, and Elder Jing's palm landed on the gourd wall, causing light to burst out.
However, the force of the shock coming back from the gourd wall made Elder Jing's arms numb, and he couldn't help but feel in his heart.
I feel a little chilly.
Could it be that this guy has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?
"Show your true skills, otherwise you will die quickly."
Lin Muyu smiled slightly, the Dragon Spirit Sword in his hand made a joyful sound of sword soul, and at the same time, the seven-ray profound energy in his arm poured into the sword body.
Mr.
Jing trembled all over, his whole face seemed to be distorted, and said: "You bastard, you bastard" As he spoke, Mr.
Jing's face became even more distorted, and sharp horns actually protruded from his shoulders, piercing his body and bringing blood.
A sharp horn also appeared on the top of his head.
His fighting spirit surged and his muscles all swelled up. , At this moment, Mr.
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Jing didn't look like a human being.
Instead, he looked like an evil ghost.
"What?"
Lin Muyu said lightly.
Elder Jing had a look of ridicule on his face: "Even those who are in the combined state of beast martial souls don't understand how many military exploits I have made by following Duke Lan in his southern and northern campaigns.
Who on this continent doesn't know my name, Sima Jing?
You, an ignorant person, will go to hell."
Go ahead” As he spoke, Mr.
Jing suddenly struck with a palm, and a fierce tiger appeared in his palm, roaring: "The tiger is coming down the mountain."
The fighting spirit is surging.
This blow is not simple.
It is obvious that Jing Lao has greatly improved his cultivation by merging with Wuhun.
The power of this blow is no less than the third level of heaven.
Lin Muyu secretly moved her energy, and the seven-ray profound energy poured into the long sword crazily.
She suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and struck a blow head-on.
It was a thunderous wave that sent the people into chaos.
"Bang" Fire and frost rose into the sky, illuminating the surrounding area like daylight.
Under the strong light, Jing Lao's face, which was neither human nor beast, looked even more ferocious.
"Poof" Lin Muyu vomited blood and took a few steps back.
After all, he was inferior in strength.
However, Mr.
Jing was not much better, his arms were a little numb, and Yi Yao Cang Sheng's chaotic profound energy was very overbearing, even if it couldn't hurt him, it wouldn't make him feel too good.
"What a good boy, he's really a bit overweight."
Mr.
Jing grinned ferociously, opened his palms together, and streaks of frost lingered on his arms as if they had spiritual power.
He laughed wildly and said with determination: "Forcing me to become one with man and beast, now this is you Be prepared to die."
Lin Muyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but smile slightly.
He held the sword again with both hands.
The golden gourd martial spirit lingered around him.
The wind danced wildly, causing his cloak to fly up.
His whole person was as majestic as a general descending from heaven. , jump directly this time After surpassing the power of the second and third rays, his spiritual power has been greatly improved with practice, and he can control the power of the fourth ray.
The true dragon essence fire continues to pour into the long sword from his arms, At the same time, the mysterious energy of the four-star ghosts and gods also emerged on the sword body.
Mr.
Jing pumped up his fighting spirit, put his palms together suddenly, and rushed over with a sudden increase in speed, shouting: "Suffer the death of ice and come to the world!"
Lin Muyu said nothing and struck out with a sword.
The real dragon Yuanhuo and the ghosts and gods cried.
The space seemed to have been distorted by the profound power of Qi Yao.
This small space became Lin Muyu's domain completely under the force field of Qi Yao Ghost Cry.
The power of this move was naturally greatly increased.
"boom" The ice and fire collided, and the soaring flames and frost strangled together, causing the surrounding jungle to break into pieces, and the gravel on the ground also rolled out in all directions.
"Woo" Mr.
Jing let out a miserable howl, and the opponent's profound energy continued uninterruptedly.
After consuming the blow from Han Bingshi, he still had the strength to fight back, causing Mr.
Jing to retreat with blood splattering on his arms, and he was injured.
"How can you defeat me, you beast?"
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Elder Jing roared angrily, more like a ferocious beast, and suddenly covered the ground with his palms.
The ground suddenly trembled, and the surrounding frost elements quickly rushed towards Elder Jing's body.
Is this using the power of frost from the earth?
Lin Muyu was slightly startled, but naturally he had a way to deal with it.
He raised his hand to sheath the long sword, and suddenly put his left arm across his chest.
This arm reshaped by the power of the Xuanling Ruler not only contained profound power, but also contained With the power of Haoran's true dragon, under the influence of Lin Muyu's power, the whole arm was filled with flames, and a golden true dragon lingered in it.
Around the arm, Sanyao's profound energy suddenly poured into the world.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a faint force of all living beings surging towards Lin Muyu in the sky and the earth.
Whether it was spiritual beasts, trees or strange stones with spiritual power, every bit of power could For his use, this power of using nature is far beyond what Jing Lao can compare with.
Jing Lao Weiwei raised his head and saw Lin Muyu standing on the spot, with dragon energy lingering on his left arm.
He trembled for a moment, he lowered his head, and tears suddenly filled his eyes: "Mr.
Lan, I, Sima Jing, can no longer do this.
I have followed you all over the world, I wish you a safe life and no worries."
"roar" Mr.
Jing rushed over suddenly, with a roar that was not human-like.
He spread his fingers and felt endless chills pouring out of his palms.
This was the killing intent of his move.
Lin Muyu raised his head and glanced up.
He suddenly exerted force on his feet and blasted out with his left arm with the mysterious power of Haoran's flames.
"Bang" The earth-shaking blows collided together, and even the place where the two people collided quickly rotated and condensed into a gas shield of flames and frost, spinning rapidly and rapidly.
The next moment, Mr.
Jing howled miserably, "Ah!"
The blood veins in both arms exploded, blood splattered, and it was so horrible that both arms were destroyed in an instant.
"Give you a happy experience" Lin Muyu still had some strength left, raised her sword and stepped forward.
The light of the sword slashed directly at Jing Lao's neck.
Mr.
Jing opened his eyes wide and roared angrily: "I have a battle armor to protect me.
If you want to kill me with your junk, the young master will be here soon.
Just wait to die, Lin Muyu."
However, Lin Muyu didn't say a word, and the sword began to fall quickly, with a "bang" sound.
Although the Dragon Spirit Sword could not break the Doukai with one blow, and was directly blocked by the Qi Armor, the light flashed down, and the split-light slash was The blow penetrated the battle armor and landed directly on Mr.
Jing's neck.
It passed through his body and cut a huge rock behind him into two pieces.
"quack" A beast-like howl and cry came out of Mr.
Jing's throat.
The next moment, blood splattered out, and his entire head suddenly fell from his neck.
Lin Muyu watched the opponent fall indifferently, then quickly stepped forward, reached out and took out a small space bag on Jing Lao's waist, without having time to check what was inside, stuffed it into his arms, returned the sword to its sheath, and jumped out ten A few meters away, he disappeared into the cold jungle in the blink of an eye.
The night wind was cold, but only Mr.
Jing's body was left lying there.
It quickly became cold, and even the blood stains scattered on the rocks quickly condensed into ice.
Winner and loser, this is the law of this world.
Both Mr.
Jing and Lin Muyu know that since everyone has shown off here, one of them must die.
Although Lin Muyu is kind, he is not cowardly.
If anyone wants to kill him, he will He didn't hesitate to kill his opponent first.
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The young boss of the dignified Longxin Group was not a good person.
Once he became ruthless, I'm afraid any of his opponents would tremble, otherwise Lin Muyu would not be able to sit on the throne of the God of War.
In the cold night, Falling Star Steps walked quickly through the jungle.
"Ouch" In the different space, the cry of the little dragon came, seeming to be coquettish.
Lin Muyu ignored it.
What was on his face was not the joy after defeating Mr.
Jing, but the worry about Tang Xiaoxi's unknown whereabouts.
Under the moonlight , his figure appeared to be alone and without friends.
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