If a power is not something you are born with, then there is an additional price to be paid for both acquiring it and wielding it.

"Sure enough...... This blood body really doesn't suit me...... It seems that Mo Ye must be found as soon as possible. ”

Lin Ming opened his eyes, and then he realized that his perspective was a little strange.

His two eyes were looking in diametrically opposite directions, and that perspective was still falling.

One to the east and one to the west.

He was split in two by a shiny knife, and his two halves of his body fell to both sides under the effect of gravity and the residual force of the knife that passed through his body.

The golem failed to take the second 'heart slash', and judging by what Lin Ming's left eye saw, it should have been dying.

Three heads and six arms, three heads are still three heads, but only one arm is left in the six arms, most of the body is broken, and a trace of black gas continues to overflow from the injury.

After all, even the Lin Ming that was protected by it was cut into two pieces, and it was thanks to the fact that the golem was not a living being, so it had not yet reached the end of its belonging.

"Demon, eat me again!"

Before Lin Ming could finish looking at the Golem's tragic condition, he heard a familiar but discordant voice.

The sword light fell from the sky, and it was the most powerful downward split.

The man surnamed Xiao should understand the characteristics of the blood clan, and he will never think that he has defeated his opponent until he has chopped the enemy to pieces and burned them to ashes.

This can be regarded as knowing himself and his opponent, but he made a mistake.

He shouldn't have yelled at that throat.

"Noise!"

The vocal cords are split in two, and no one can speak in such a state, no, that's not the point.

Lin Ming, who was cut in two under the knife of the man surnamed Xiao, stood up straight as if he was fine, and countless red threads surged in the section that had been cut open inside the two halves of his body, but he recovered intact in an instant.

Although the body of the blood clan is a little inconvenient, it still has a lot of convenient abilities.

Especially this True Ancestor-level shell.

The knife of the man surnamed Xiao was caught by Lin Ming with one hand, and the ordinary knife was like a divine weapon after being infused with the true power of the man surnamed Xiao—at least in the eyes of mortals. With this falling slash, if this sword of the man surnamed Xiao is here, there is only one way to dodge except to use the 'Concussion Sword' at the beginning to shake it away.

As for the hard connection, and it is still a hard connection, Mo Xie is afraid that he still needs to hesitate.

The unicorn arm is very hard, but the fire unicorn can still be cut and hacked to death, let alone the unicorn arm?

But Lin Ming dared, and he caught it very lightly.

He grasped the blade as if he were holding a piece of bamboo or a piece of stick.

The knife that could cut through the building, and even the knife that could split Lin Ming in half a moment ago, couldn't even break a layer of Lin Ming's skin at this moment.

The strong contrast made the man surnamed Xiao so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.

He had suffered internal injuries from the secret technique of 'Heart Slashing', and he thought he would be able to resolve the battle in a short period of time, but now he ......

The battle did end in a short time, but the winning and losing sides were not what the man surnamed Xiao expected.

"How is that possible...... Why can't 'he hurt his heart'? Could it be ...... Is it 'immunity'?"

Seeing that his knife was firmly grasped and could not be taken back, he simply gave up his blade, withdrew and fell from mid-air, flashed to the side, and stared at Lin Ming from afar.

He had heard the masters of the older generation say that there was a strange physique in this world that could be immune to things that hurt him, and if he encountered it, if he didn't come up with a thunderbolt to kill it at the first time, then his life would not belong to him next.

Thinking of this, the face of the man surnamed Xiao was pale.

"Thirty years of hard training, is it finally going to come in handy today......?"

The wind was bleak, blowing the man's messy hair like a demon.

Bow your head and say in a voice that only you can hear.

Since he was young, he was very fond of thinking about some fanciful things, and some people said that he was too cranky and did not concentrate on his cultivation, and he was afraid that he would die young in the future.

However, the people who said this about him are dead, and not only is he still alive, but he also has a wife and children.

He has his own hole cards, and now, it's clear that it's time to reveal them.

"Wow......!"

The man surnamed Xiao raised his head suddenly, and his mouth was clear and he drank back for a long time.

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Mo Xie came to find Zhou Xinyan's bad luck, and now Zhou Xinyan was trapped at the bottom of the mountain.

He could have watched the play in the front row, but he didn't.

Locking Zhou Xinyan under the mountain should have been his job.

Someone robbed him of his job.

He was upset.

"Get out of the way!"

He drank from the golden-armored samurai who pointed his spear at him.

"Look for death!"

When the golden-armored warrior saw that a peripheral disciple trespassed and did not say anything and spoke disrespectfully, he immediately became angry.

But with a flick of his wrist, the spear stabbed out like a silver dragon.

"Huh!"

Now is the era of the end of the law, and the Zhou family's Jindan period monks will not exceed twenty together, and even if a Jindan period monk is mixed up, it is impossible for him to fall here to stand guard.

Don't look at the golden-armored warrior with gorgeous equipment and arrogance, he is actually a rookie in the foundation building period.

Mo Xie is a ruthless person who can argue with the Yuanying Great God, not to mention now, even before he has cultivated the 'Concussion Sword', he can also fight ten rookies in the foundation building period.

The spear of the golden-armored warrior naturally couldn't stab him, and the sound effect of this 'boom' was not the wind brought by the golden-armored warrior's move, but Mo Ye's return.

A sword qi came first, piercing directly into the forehead of the golden-armored warrior, where there was no armor protection.

"Plop. ”

If this golden-armored warrior was standing steadily, then after receiving this blow, he could at least get a 'die without falling' achievement, and maybe someone could write an article about his body and praise him, but he was shot.

The castration of the spear and the momentum of the body itself allowed him to achieve another achievement – a flat throw.

At least in the eyes of dozens of other gold-armored warriors, after all, Mo Xie shot too fast, and with the cover of the dead, the sight of the remaining gold-armored warriors was blocked.

"You can't even play with a gun! It's a shame for labor and management!"

The only golden-armored samurai among the fifty who wore a cloak was furious at the sight of it.

He is clearly a presence here similar to a captain, a leader.

"it! Go out, don't say it's with labor! Look! That's how the gun works!"

The golden-armored warrior in the cloak casually took the spear from the hand of one of the people beside him, and before he moved, he had already played a set of spears.

Fancy, except for fancy or fancy.

The self-proclaimed 'labor-oriented' guy didn't even notice that the fallen golden-armored warrior was already out of breath, because he could see Mo Ye's outfit clearly.

The Zhou family system is strict, and the disciples in the Qi training period can only wear the most ordinary monochrome cloth clothes, and the gray, black, yellow, and cyan belts correspond to different cultivation realms from low to high, among which gray is the beginning of Qi training, black is the middle stage of Qi training, yellow is the late stage of Qi training, and Qing is the completion of Qi training.

Mo Xie was clearly tied to his waist with a yellow belt, and the previous golden-armored warrior could be called a 'vegetable force', and this man with his own cloak and a difference was obviously in a higher rank.

Building a foundation to practice qi, no matter how bad it is, it won't hurt if you wear gold armor.

So he didn't think that the golden-armored warrior was already dead, and he didn't think about whether he would be too reckless to make a move.

After all, the one on the other side was just a 'peripheral Huang Belt disciple'.