Chapter 67: Flying Knives in the Wind
"What is this?" Xu Ming stepped on Ouyang Chen's head, held the wooden box, and asked angrily. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Who knows, this Ouyang Chen still has a lot of backbone, just glanced at Xu Ming, and didn't let out a muffled snort.
A cold light flashed, and Xu Ming was holding a scimitar and slashed at Ouyang Chen's crotch, which turned out to be a few inches below him.
The scimitar cut through the robe, and the blade of the half-cut scimitar went deeper into the ground, but it was only a slight closer, and Ouyang Chen became a eunuch, and he was scared of cold sweat.
Looking up at Xu Ming, Xu Ming smiled slightly at this moment, Ouyang Chen suddenly felt that this person was three points more terrifying than a demon.
"This is a secret treasure!! On the surface, Ouyang Chen was very reluctant, but in fact, he had already smiled in his heart, see how you died this time?
This wooden box is an uninherited secret treasure of their Ouyang family, but no one knows what treasure is hidden inside, because it contains a martial soul mechanism, and anyone who opens the wooden box will suffer a strong martial soul attack and die.
And there are not a few people who died on this wooden box, until today, no one can peek into the secret treasure inside, Ouyang Chen just wanted Xu Ming to be curious about this secret treasure, and then died on that martial soul attack.
"Secret treasure. Xu Ming was overjoyed, but he didn't expect to pick up a treasure here.
So, he input the Yuan Force on the wooden box, and immediately a faint layer of dark light appeared, and with the flash of dark light in this layer, the wooden box actually opened slowly by itself.
The time Ouyang Chen had been waiting for had finally come.
"Boom!"
The moment the wooden box opened, Xu Ming didn't see any treasures, but felt that his head suddenly buzzed, and his whole body was surrounded by a black mist, and his eyes were dark.
Immediately, Xu Ming felt like he was flying through the clouds, and he didn't know where he was.
A cold and suffocating breath began to slowly spread towards his body, and he wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move.
In the face of such a crisis, Xu Ming's Double Dragon Martial Soul suddenly came out by himself, however, his pupils suddenly became extremely deep, and at a glance, it seemed to be endless darkness.
A green light flashed in front of him, and Xu Ming suddenly saw another pair of eyes in the black mist, looking at him ruthlessly and indifferently, as if he was seeing his own food.
"This is, what kind of beast soul body is this, so terrifying!"
Xu Ming gradually saw the true face of the pair of eyes in the black mist, a dark face, hideous and terrifying.
He suddenly emerged from the black mist, and countless dark tentacles stretched out towards Xu Ming, and they stuck to the bodies of his two dragon martial souls, as if they were about to devour them, and slowly Xu Ming felt that his body was weak for a while, and his martial soul also seemed to become much thinner.
And in the face of this moment, Xu Ming was powerless, he just helplessly felt that his martial soul was being devoured by the tentacles little by little.
"No!" Xu Ming was horrified at the thought of whether he would die here, and he was covered in cold sweat.
However, at this time, Xu Ming suddenly felt that his body was suddenly hot, as if something had suddenly woken up.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
After three dragon groans, a huge black dragon shadow burst out of his body, and he ate the martial soul of that tentacle in one bite, which one of them was still delicious.
After a while, he ate it all away, and Long Ying seemed to be still dissatisfied, glanced around, and shrank into a black shadow helplessly, burrowing into Xu Ming's body.
"Eaten?"
Even Xu Ming's eyes widened, he didn't know what the dragon shadow that had just emerged was, the black fog around him had gradually dispersed, and he was still in the Divine Pattern Yuan Force Array.
When Ouyang Chen saw all this, his eyes widened in shock, and when he saw Xu Ming open the wooden box, a cloud of black mist wrapped around him, and he was happy in his heart, seeing that you are not dying here this time.
However, just after a while, he clearly saw that the black fog in front of him was gradually dissipating, and finally Xu Ming stood there unharmed, still smiling faintly.
At this time, Xu Ming saw clearly the treasure inside the wooden box, which was actually a few palm-sized small scimitars, flashing with a layer of black light, and there were yellowed pages in it.
Seeing that the pages of that volume were so old, Xu Ming's heart was already happy, the more old it was, the more it represented a long history, and the more powerful it was.
Glancing at it casually, the four largest words on it caught his attention, Storm Flying Knife.
The small characters below are even more marked, Xuan-level high-grade martial arts, the momentum of the wind, the sharpness of the hidden scimitar, killing people within one move, and also a hundred steps away.
This martial art is divided into nine layers, the first layer is to practice a small scimitar, and the second layer is to practice two small scimitars, and when it comes to the ninth layer, it is nine scimitars that come out together and sweep across a piece.
After putting away the small scimitar and the scroll, Xu Ming quickly left the Divine Pattern Yuan Force Array, this formation was almost exhausted, leaving only a few people stunned, and among the three, Ouyang Chen was the most depressed, and he almost stared out his eyes.
He never thought that the kid in front of him was hit by the martial spirit, not only did he not die, but he also successfully took the contents of the wooden box, and now he felt so remorseful in his heart.
Xu Ming walked out of the Divine Pattern Yuan Force Array, rode a snow-white wolf, and soon disappeared into a forest in the extremely cold land.
"Tempest Throwing Knives. ”
In a remote place, Xu Ming's palm suddenly waved, and a palm-sized scimitar flew out of his hand, and with a howling wind, it swept across a row of trees in front of him.
The wind and knives poured out, but they were extremely powerful, and in the midst of the roar of the wind, all of a sudden, seven or eight trees were slashed by the small scimitar, and the big trees with thick bowls fell one after another.
"Hehe, the Tempest Flying Knife is really extraordinary. "At any time, you can kill an enemy within a hundred paces, and there is a strong wind as a cover, but it is also a little unguardable.
The rest of the time, Xu Ming devoted himself to cultivating the Hurricane Flying Knife, and finally cultivated this martial art to the third layer, and he could fly out three flying knives as soon as he made a move.
At this moment, Xu Ming showed a hint of a smile, the Wind Flying Knife is a Xuan-level top-grade martial art, but it is not so easy to cultivate, but it still took him a day to cultivate to the third layer, which is not bad.
"Who?" At this moment, Xu Ming turned around and saw a person walking out of a forest in the distance, with a hurried expression, and there were several demon beast shadows chasing after him.
"Is it her?" Xu Ming looked at the girl, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised, but the person who came was none other than Ye Xue among the leading inner disciples in the Extremely Cold Land this time.
"Quick, kill the four first-level spirit demon beasts behind me. Ye Xue stared at Xu Ming, unceremoniously giving an order, and commanded him.
Listening, Xu Ming's face also sank, and the thing he didn't like the most was that someone ordered him.
Who knows, Ye Xue came to Xu Ming's side, and suddenly spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood and sprinkled it on the white snow.
"It turned out that she was injured, or helped her. ”
With a sigh, Xu Ming's body moved, and the faint white flames on his body flared up, and he rushed into the woods, fighting with the four first-level spirit demon beasts.
It didn't take more than a moment for Xu Ming to walk out of the bushes, and there were four more beast cores in his hands.
Ye Xue, who was recuperating from his injuries, was also surprised, it had only taken a long time to kill four first-level spirit demon beasts, and some of them couldn't help but start looking at him officially.
Looking at this unscrupulous gaze, Xu Ming smiled faintly.
However, at this moment, suddenly, from the depths of the woods, a huge figure fell from the sky, and a big fist smashed into the casserole, and the ground shook.
I saw that a big ape with black scales all over his body, jumping like thunder, was beating his chest more than once, and let out a shocking ape cry, shocking the surroundings.
Although it was much smaller than Ling Tianzong's Spirit Venerable Tianshui Storm Ape, it was also extremely fierce, and more importantly, it was a fourth-level spirit demon beast.