Most people in the world make judgments about things in the outside world through their own cognition, and even the one who stands tallest and sees the farthest will rely on his own insight and not deny it until he loses what he has.

Lin Ming's talent for acting had exploded, and Nameless almost completely believed his words at this time—his tone was so decadent, his expression was so tired, and the blood of the gray monk slowly flowing down the stone steps......

The combination of this qiē and the identity of "Dugu Ming" has completely convinced Nameless.

"That virtuous nephew is willing to stay away from this place with the old man?" Nameless felt that the ideological consciousness of "Dugu Ming" had reached a certain level, and such a person should stay by his side and be carved by himself.

"No need...... Lin Ming sighed, and at the same time secretly burst out of his telekinesis on a small scale, causing a mouthful of dark-colored blood to gush out of his mouth as if the floodgates had been opened.

For a while, his white suit became a pair of "Hanmei Tu", splashing a large piece of ink.

His garment was made of satin, and the blood flowed down the folds of his garment into a river.

"Ahem, cough ......" With this mouthful of blood spurting out, Lin Ming fell to the ground softly like a leaking doll, relying on the sword in his hand that landed on the ground.

"Dugu Xian Nephew!" At the critical moment, Nameless still used a more formal title, and it was just a whim to call him 'Mo Evil' before, in the end, Nameless is a strict person.

Nameless hurriedly supported Lin Ming, let him sit cross-legged on the ground, and at the same time pressed his palm against Mo Ye's heart.

At this time, Nameless was still on the "Inexplicable Sword Technique", his realm was the 'Heavenly Sword', and at this time, the amount of true qi injected into Lin Ming was outrageous.

It was only when his true qi entered Lin Ming's body that Nameless frowned.

"It's !!"

Nameless only felt that Lin Ming's body was empty, without a trace of true qi, to be precise, without a trace of energy.

This kind of symptom should belong to the "total loss of martial arts", and the nameless thought that it should be caused by Mo Xie's previous fight with Xiongba and today's melee, caused by the old injuries and new injuries - this kind of situation is not unprecedented, it is mainly preconceived all of a sudden.

Nameless's heart sank suddenly, such an injury is very dangerous, and the loss of pure martial arts is not the most terrible, the terrible thing is that at this time he felt the reverse flow of qi and blood in Lin Ming's body, which is a kind of internal injury of Yan zhòng.

"Senior, help me......" Lin Ming showed a "helpless" smile, "Inject a more powerful sword qi into my body, and I am ready to use the 'Sword Twenty-Three' to help Fengyun." ”

His words were completely contrary to the logic of what he had said before, but this was also what Lin Ming had designed long ago - so as to fit the state of a seriously injured and delirious person.

Lin Ming's weakness is that he doesn't understand human emotions, but he understands human minds, and this routine is very suitable for the current nameless.

"That's it!" Nameless groaned slightly-his true qi couldn't straighten out the retrograde qi and blood in Lin Ming's body, and even made the situation worse, thinking that at this time, this young and promising junior had already followed in the footsteps of the Sword Saint and was heading for death.

Nameless feels that with his decades of experience in walking the rivers and lakes, he will never be wrong in judging the state of "Dugu Ming" at this time.

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"Hero!"

Bu Jingyun, half covered in blood, knelt down in the chaotic sword bush of the sword mound and roared angrily.

Just as Lin Ming was deceiving a nameless sword qi, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng finally took the Xiong out of the second stage after losing their senior brother Qin Shuang - the Xiong Ba with the sword!

"Hehe, everyone in the world knows that I have three unique fists, palms and legs, but I don't know that the best thing for a teacher is to use a sword!" Casually holding the sword, Xiongba looked at the current battle situation and at the same time sensed the terrifying sword qi left by the sword saint in his body when he was dying, at this moment he concentrated most of his power near that sword qi, although at this time that sword qi did not move in the slightest.

It was precisely because of the abnormality in his body at this time that he had to come up with his strongest martial arts, and he had to do his best to solve these two people, after all, the big trouble in Xiongba's current heart, "Dugu Ming", had not yet appeared.

"It's tenacious enough...... He is worthy of being my disciple. Xiongba said lightly that he was provoking Feng and Yun so that they could show more flaws in the future.

"Hmph!" Bu Jingyun snorted coldly, and reluctantly stood up, Nie Feng, who was lightly injured, saw this and hurriedly protected him in front of him, protecting Bu Jingyun's injuries with the knife in his hand.

The cold air of the Snow Drink Crazy Knife caused Bu Jingyun's wound to stop bleeding temporarily.

"Drink!" Xiongba didn't intend to give them a chance to breathe, and pointed out directly with a sword, dozens of sword qi shot out from the tip of his sword, straight to the seriously injured Bu Jingyun. Xiongba integrates three points of vitality, at this time, every move and style contain the changes of wind and frost, and the sword qi is steep and gives people an unstoppable feeling.

At this time, the wind and clouds have consumed a lot, and the attacks they received from the beginning of the fight with the male bully are like a storm, and the male bully is ruthless as soon as he comes up, which is very different from the original book, and there is no gradual process at all.

Nie Feng tried his best to swing the Snow Drink Crazy Knife into an ice wall, but the ice wall he had condensed with all his strength with the Snow Drink Crazy Knife was shattered by the sword qi.

Feng and Yun were once again knocked far away, but fortunately, at the critical moment, Bu Jingyun fiercely urged the Qilin arm, this time although it looked miserable, but there was no fatal injury.

"The Nine Heavens Dragon is shocking, and the wind and clouds will swim in shallow water?!" Xiongba couldn't help but be complacent when he saw this, "Mud Bodhisattva!

He laughed wildly, and the laughter shook the sword on the ground in unison, and there was a mournful sound.

"Xiongba, are you ready to take the bento?" a cold voice interrupted Xiongba's wild laughter.

"Who?!" Xiongba clenched the sword in his hand, and at the same time swung several sword qi at the source of the sound, and for a while, the sound of breaking the sky was loud, and the sound of wind and thunder was faintly implied in this sword qi.

It's just that this imposing sword qi landed in the empty space, disappearing on the path before a few targets.

Although Xiongba's swordsmanship is strong, he is not a sword saint after all, and even his swordsmanship alone is not as good as that of the "Cloud Ten" (Ba) sword, and his sword qi has limitations in range.

"You can call me Mo Ye or Lin Ming. A figure stepped out of the darkness in the sword mound, dressed in white with a slight stain of blood.

His eyes were silver and black, and they were very strange

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