"Let's go. Lin Ye put down the book in his hand and got up.

The eyebrows are empty, the golden body of Nirvana is slightly dim, and a hexagram appears on the compass:

Big murderer!

His apprentice, Guy, no, it's Ackerman.

Lin Ye reacted, this bone-piercing head lowering master and Ackerman are in the same lineage.

According to the information sent by Rui Mengjiaoxin, the piercing bone is quite powerful in the head descending master school, and it has also accepted many disciples, and there are many successful martial arts, but there are only three or five successful spells, and Ackerman is one of them, and he has reached the realm where he can perform a combination of witches and ghosts.

In time, when he breaks through to the fifth grade, he will be another backbone of the head lowering division.

People who practice the way of magic do not polish their physical bodies and stimulate spiritual changes like pure martial artists, but first come into contact with spiritual cultivation, and it is easier for them to cross the threshold from six to five grades than martial artists. It's just that cultivating spells is more difficult than martial arts, so the speed is pulled down, and there are not as many people who cross that threshold as martial artists by relying on the way of spells alone.

But......

Ackerman didn't even have a life spell on him, and he was obviously not taken seriously by the bones. It is no wonder that an old man in his fifties and sixties has only the strength of the realm that can reach the level of seven grades, and his future is limited, so he naturally does not take it to heart.

His body was as if he was being held by an invisible rope, and he flew into the air with a flat bone, with words in his mouth, pointing at Lin Ye.

"Die!"

Piercing!

Five-grade powerhouse!

Head Lowering Division!

Curse!

Li Chongyang's heart tightened, looking at his compatriots, hoping that he could dodge this blow.

He himself has a good impression of Lin Ye, especially Lin Ye, who has also contributed to the defeat of the Black Pupil Organization.

An invisible force landed on his body, and Lin Ye, who had a little knowledge of the head-lowering technique in the past few days, could clearly distinguish that this curse was not intended to kill him, but to disperse his spirit.

To distract oneself is to lose consciousness, which is tantamount to being slaughtered by others.

The invisible curse power penetrated into the body, and the golden body of Nirvana shook slightly, and all the curse experiences were like spring snow that met the sun, and it melted away silently, leaving no trace.

The piercing body shook, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed up, and he swallowed it hard.

Spell backlash!

There was some surprise in his eyes, although he was just a handful, but he was blocked so easily, there must be a powerful master of magic behind the other party.

Piercing the bones and fighting for victory, and was about to continue to move, Ne Wen in the car said in a deep voice: "Pierce the master!"

The skull held in the palm of his hand suddenly let out a ghostly laugh, and turned his gaze to look in one direction.

A woman wearing a robe made of countless ribbons, with oil paint on her face, and two pigtails on her head, was only the size of a teenage girl, and smiled: "Piercing, today is your death." ”

Piercing Bone suppressed the curiosity about Huaxia magic in his heart, and said lightly: "No matter who you are, if you dare to meddle in this matter, you will definitely die." ”

With a ghost cry, billowing black smoke shot out of the skull eyes in the skull in the bone's hand and rushed towards the woman.

The woman stretched out her hand, and a pink ribbon rose like a snake's head, shattering the black smoke with a single blow, and she hooked her finger at the piercing bone and turned to leave.

Piercing the bone sneered, holding the skull and following closely behind, quickly disappearing from everyone's eyes.

And just left.

Boom, the ground shook, and an expressionless middle-aged man from the Holy Lion Kingdom strode out from one side and came to the side of the road.

A strong spiritual will is like substance, another five-grade powerhouse.

The five-grade powerhouse disguised as a driver slowly got up, opened the car door and came to the middle-aged man.

"Hide your head and show your tail, dare to attack the general, don't you dare to show your true face?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "The eight-armed Arhat is a momentary Hua, a dignified five-grade powerhouse, and he actually acts as a lackey for others." ”

Instant Hua, a veteran five-grade powerhouse, cultivates pure martial arts, unlike the way of the bone-piercing distracted witch Gu, and has extremely strong head-to-head combat power.

Disguised as a driver, Hua Leng snorted and said, "Let me see who you really are." ”

His body shook, and the person was walking on the ground in mid-air, stepping on the air step by step towards the middle-aged man.

The five-grade powerhouse, with the spirit to control their own internal qi, can fly in the air for a short time.

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, raised his hand and fought hard with Instant Hua, and then turned around and left, one step of more than ten meters, and the speed was extremely fast.

In an instant, Hua let out a loud shout, followed by him, and the two disappeared in an instant.

The two powerhouses all left, and Ne Wen's face was indifferent, looking at Lin Ye from a distance through the car window.

It was this young Chinese man who made himself lose the biggest face in his life and almost shook his position as a general.

Lin Ye strode over, as if he was slowing down, his rich murderous aura almost condensed into substance, and his eyes were staring at Ne Wen in the car, far away.

Ne Wen frowned, the other party was so confident, he transferred away his two fifth-grade powerhouses, and only relying on Lin Ye alone, he wanted to defeat his four sixth-grade and more than a dozen seventh-grade and eighth-grade martial artists?

Or is there another plan?

But no matter what, as long as Lin Ye is killed, what should come out will naturally come out.

"Kill him. Ne Wen shouted.

A seventh-rank martial artist stepped out of the crowd and pulled out the weapon behind his back with his backhand. This is a short knife, one meter long, the blade is shiny, reflecting light, and with the blessing of internal qi, it is even sharper.

They are still Lin Ye's previous information, eight-grade, seven-grade combat power, and it is enough to send a seven-rank master.

The seven-rank martial artist shook his wrist, and the short knife let out a long buzzing sound, and he ran towards Lin Ye and slashed down.

Brush!

A bright light pierced the space and appeared in front of Lin Ye.

Lin Ye's face was expressionless, his right hand shook, and his spirit rose to the sky, condensing into a piece above his head.

Mountains!

Bang!

The right palm collided with the opponent's short knife, and the short knife made of a hundred steels could not last a breath under the palm knife transformed by the flesh and blood, and suddenly collapsed, and countless fragments flew out, at least one-third of which hit the seventh-rank martial artist holding the sword.

Puff puff......

A series of sounds piercing flesh and blood came out, and several blood flowers burst out from the body of the seventh-rank martial artist, and blood-stained fragments rushed out from behind, flying a few meters before falling to the ground. It is worthy of being a subordinate carefully cultivated by Ne Wen, who was seriously injured by this without saying a word, clenched the broken knife horizontally and pulled it, not only to block Lin Ye's next attack, but also to sawed Lin Ye in half horizontally like a saw.

At this moment, a tiger roar suddenly sounded in his ears, and the scenery in front of him changed, and a white-fronted insect jumped out of the mountain stream, holding him firmly with both claws, opening his bloody mouth and biting it down, seemingly covering the entire heaven and earth.

Twelve shapes, tiger-shaped fist meaning!

The seven-rank martial artist subconsciously waved his sword to block, and suddenly woke up halfway through the swing, not good!

His spirit was condensed, and he instantly broke through the illusion created by the tiger-shaped fist intent, and then there was a pain in his chest, all the internal qi was defeated, and the strength of his whole body suddenly disappeared, and the short knife fell to the ground with a thud, and his body fell to the ground softly.

In his last sight, a hand lay across the air, holding a heart that still beats with warmth.

"That's my ......" the last thought crossed his mind, and he fell to the ground, refusing to close his eyes.

There was an uproar among the warriors under Ne Win, and their own master was killed in one move, which was beyond their expectations.

With just one move, he shattered the opponent's weapon, took out his heart, and instantly killed a seven-rank master. ”

Li Chongyang's whole body trembled, not frightened, but excited.

Bloody, violent, ignited the fire in his heart. Seeing Lin Ye continue to move forward, he shouted:

"Kill!"

Rushed towards the other party, intending to kill Ne Wen with Lin Ye.

Lin Ye nodded with satisfaction, no matter what their purpose was, they didn't watch the excitement from the sidelines, and they deserved to be compatriots.

"Shoot. ”

The captain of the bodyguard, a sixth-rank martial artist, said in a deep voice, shook his hand, pulled out a submachine gun from the car, and pulled the trigger at Lin Ye.

Bang bang bang......

Lin Ye's body was vertical, and he suddenly accelerated, dodging this sudden shot.

Bang bang bang......

The others followed suit, all pulling out pistols and submachine guns, and firing at the two men.

Li Chongyang screamed, leaned forward and threw himself to the ground, rolled quickly, and hid behind a big tree.

"As a martial artist, he actually used a gun, which simply disgraced the face of a martial artist. ”

Lin Ye muttered, his body turned, weak and boneless, and he walked forward, the rustling sound sounded in everyone's ears, and a poisonous snake with the thickness of a thumb appeared in front of him, winding among the trees and grass.

I saw the grass moving, but I didn't see the snake.

The shape is twelve, snake-shaped!

The gunfire was loud, and the scorching bullets rained down on the open space in front of Lin Ye, leaving dense bullet holes. Lin Ye cast the snake form, full of the essence of the snake, meandering and swimming, moving forward and backward, left and right, advancing and retreating freely in the wind and rain, as if entering a no-man's land.

"It's a good snake, it's a good Xingyi fist. Li Chongyang sighed to himself. He could rush forward with the bullets and dodge most of the bullets, but he couldn't walk freely in such a dense attack like Lin Ye.

It's not a matter of martial arts, but it's too late to sense, too late to respond, that is, the spirit can't keep up, and no matter how good the martial arts are, it's useless.

"No, he's only eighth, no, seventh, how can his spirit be stronger than me?" Li Chongyang was stunned.

Walking in the rain of bullets, Lin Ye did not feel the danger, but had an indescribable pleasure, and he couldn't wait to let out a long howl. The energy absorbed from the Shwedagon Pagoda not only tempered the physical body, but also raised his own spirit by the way, and now he has the total amount of spirit that has entered the fifth grade.

The external release of the seven-grade internal qi and the six-grade internal gasification are both ways to use the internal qi, and they have little to do with their own realm. As long as he is willing, he can forcibly break through the realm at any time and be promoted to the fifth rank.

Of course, whether it can succeed or not is a matter of two words.

The sound of gunfire gradually subsided, and some of the guns had already run out of bullets, and the warriors dropped their guns and began to either take out their weapons or take a pose, waiting for close combat.

The little snake wandering in the wind and rain suddenly stopped, there was a crackling sound in the body, the body swelled, and it was full of size, and the fiery red and golden internal qi was released from the pores, and quickly condensed into a pair of red and gold whole body armor, with a loud roar, the body was a mess, and suddenly exerted force, facing the rain of bullets and bullets, and crashed into the crowd.

The shape is twelve shapes, and the shape is bear-shaped!

Old bear hits a tree!

(End of chapter)