This Lin Ming early is prepared, he deeply inspires, will realize to adjust the elusive condition, simultaneously revolution Samsara Martial Intent, walks toward the road of deep place emperor.
After that flash of this emperor lights, Lin Ming was only thinking that a huge pressure covers, is more formidable than the beforehand pressure,
„Kills!”
„Kills!”
Lin Ming as if instantaneous soul with ** peeling, arrived at a completeness
In the space, height one zhang (3.33 m) devil grasps a big axe to cut down to oneself.
Have externals without substance!
Lin Ming cold snort, the attack of opposite party seems like threatening, is actually full of loopholes, speed the slow root cannot enter his eyes.
His retreat one step, Purple Xuan Spear comes out of the sheath slightly, a spear Thunder Chase result this devil, however at this moment, in Lin Ming heart in great surprise.
He let alone was sends out Thunder Chase, including leaving spear slowly incomparable, this feeling, was Lin Ming returns to practice the body time to be ordinary simply likely, after having been used to limit attack speed and formidable strength, making him lose all these, ten points did not adapt.
„How can!?”
Saw that this big axe cut down, Lin Ming pupil contraction, Golden Roc Shattering the Void!
Lin Ming draws back to the behind violent, however his speed, goes, only then his peak speed dozens 1.
Too slow!
„!”
Lin Ming helplessly looks that handle blood axe cut into own body, cut off him around the middle!
The fierce ache as if proceeds from innermost soul, at that moment, the feeling of death was so real!
After Lin Ming since martial cultivator, several times faced with nearly dangerous situation of death, however nearly died, like today, has not seen others him, as soon as cut down two halves!
The blood sprays, the Lin Ming facial features distortion, a feeling of death spread to the sea of his soul.
Samsara Martial Intent!
„!”
Lin Ming stiffly twisted broken the black air/Qi of that symbolic death.
„All are only illusion! I practice martial art for nearly eight years, the heart of martial arts experiences for a long time the temperance, can it be that together illusion can extinguish kills!”
In the Lin Ming mind flashes through this thought that at that moment, he felt that in the body as if baseless emerged a strength, compared with beforehand formidable several fold!
He cut off ** baseless reorganization. Lin Ming grasps Purple Xuan Spear, Spear Thrust leaves!
„Thunder Chase!”
Around Purple Xuan Spear flashed before the slender electric arc, this electric arc was too weak, this spear cannot use Thunder Chase.
„My strength, was weakened 99%!”
Lin Ming has not realized this dilutedness for a long time, even if he felt that a moment ago the strength of body grows stronger suddenly, sends out so weak strikes.
However what makes Lin Ming accidental is, that grasps blood symbol devil phantom shadow, as if in that hit to consume the complete strength. It in the body by Lin Ming so weak Spear Thrust, called out pitifully unexpectedly, turned into beach bloody pus.