Chapter 43: Phantom

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Seeing this, Lu Ming opened his mouth, subconsciously took a step forward, his hand just raised, as if he had stepped on the air, his body staggered forward, fortunately, the young man, who was not slow to react, reached out with his right hand and grabbed Lu Ming's shoulder.

"Seasick?" Lu Ming lowered his head and looked at the boat, obviously the boat was not shaking, it was very stable and stopped, why didn't he stand firmly.

The white-clothed man on the sailboat had his teeth chattering, and he saw Lu Ming's body shaking very strangely, and when he was about to fall, he inexplicably stood firm again.

The veiled woman's pupils shrank, her right wrist turned, and the white boring that was dragging behind her drew a beautiful arc, stood in front of her, and said: "Senior, I didn't have the opportunity to meet me several times, but now I want to meet each other, and I am offended." As he spoke, he waved the wooden boring, a straight split, and took a step forward.

Lu Ming turned his head sideways and looked at the young man, only to see the young man looking at the woman with a smile on his face.

Looking back at the woman again, she kept waving the wooden boring, walking forward in small steps, sweating on her forehead, and it was very difficult.

Each swing of the wood boring leaves a white mark.

The veiled woman stopped, holding the wooden boring flat in front of her with both hands, panting, the white veil bulging one after another, and the water chestnut of the veil hanging on her chest trembled and trembled.

Suddenly, the woman's hands tightened, brandished the wooden boring, and slammed a sweep, up, and diagonally......

It was actually a delicate sermon "Rui" outlined with the white marks drawn by the wooden boring, and the woman let out a soft shout: "Go." ā€

The white word "sharp" flew out, and hundreds of long white marks of different lengths were dragged behind him, which were the white marks left by the woman slashing all the way in.

Lu Ming frowned, this text Lu Jian once taught himself, although he didn't know how to read it, let alone what it meant, but there was a very fierce aura, rushing to his face, and the sea smoothed by the blood-colored wooden boat was torn open by this white sermon, and flew straight towards the young man.

Lu Ming squinted his eyes, not daring to release his divine sense to investigate, this fierce aura was very sharp, just looking at it, his eyes had a tingling feeling, and his body seemed to be torn apart.

In the face of this sermon, even the young man did not dare to be careless, his face was solemn, he stretched out his right hand that was put together into a sword finger, and wrote a Taoist word "mountain" in the air, and slowly flew out.

The sermon was the same color as the small wooden boat, blood red.

The blood-red word "mountain" seemed to be very heavy, and even the flat boat had obviously sunk a little, and Lu Ming was even more pressed by this heaviness and could hardly breathe.

The collision between the two texts is not fancy, and if you don't look at the sea surface that is so obvious that even the blood-colored flat boat can't be calmed, you will even think that it is just two ordinary people competing in calligraphy, and the obviously blood-red word "mountain" is superior, and the word "sharp" is smashed.

But the blood-red word "mountain" was also obviously dimmed a lot, and it was gradually annihilated by the impact of hundreds of white long marks of different lengths, and there were several white long marks.

The young man unhurriedly wiped his right hand, and a light curtain appeared out of thin air, and white marks slashed on the light curtain and slowly disappeared.

The veiled woman's eyes were happy, and the young man's phantom was obviously blurred a lot.

The alarm suddenly arose in her heart, and several blood-red spears attacked silently, and the woman stabbed the sea with a wooden boring, and her body slid backwards a few steps, and the calm sea was suddenly pierced by the spear A few holes.

More and more spears appeared in the void, and the veiled woman had solemn eyes, clenching the wooden boring, wielding it impermeable, and the spears that came to attack were either flying, shattering, or dodging.

Constantly moving and flying, the woman's figure and the wooden boring gradually became a cloud of phantoms, but more and more spears were generated in the void, and the speed became faster and faster.

A few wisps of blood were sprinkled on the surface of the sea, staining the surface of the sea red.

"This woman clearly doesn't look like she's being faked, cousin? Is there something wrong with this young man? It's just that if he wants to hurt me, he can slap me to death with a slap of his hand. Lu Ming's face was silent, he gritted his teeth secretly, and moved his feet forward quietly, obviously his feet did not touch the boat gang, but it seemed that he was blocked by something.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the young man.

The young man also looked over at the right time, and the two looked at each other.

The young man smiled gently and said, "Senior nephew, be careful, don't fall into the sea." ā€

Lu Ming felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, and the young man didn't know what to start, he turned into a vague phantom, and his lower body had disappeared without a trace.

"You...... You're not human?? ā€

The vague phantom shook his head, stretched out his right hand and patted Lu Ming's shoulder.

"Moving...... Move. Lu Ming roared in his heart, but his body was restrained by something, his muscles were tense, his shoulder seemed to be pricked by a needle, and there was a tingling sensation, and the restraint disappeared immediately.

Beads of sweat dripped down Lu Ming's forehead, and he didn't have time to wipe it, he immediately lifted the gray magic robe, there was no trace of scar on his shoulder, and the previous stinging sensation was like an illusion, so he hurriedly scanned his whole body with his divine sense, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

Lu Ming's face turned slightly pale and said in a deep voice to the phantom, "What did you do to me?" ā€

The phantom shook his head again.

Lu Ming frowned, and said secretly: "Could it really be just an illusion before, this young man is a phantom, it was he fighting with people, that I realized that when I took the spiritual power lock before, what I touched was obviously flesh and blood with temperature." ā€

"But before, that stinging sensation was so real, and the immortal cultivator had been tempered by spiritual power, and there would still be an illusion? It's just that this phantom, so powerful, like that Dao Thought, can be engraved in the air, this kind of means, even the Nine Heavens of the Yuan Infant Stage may not be used, even if there is really any calculation and planning, he can't resist, strength, everything is strength. ā€

Lu Ming gritted his teeth, his desire for strength was unprecedentedly strong, even on the earth, he couldn't help himself in those two months, and he didn't have such a desire for a precarious day as he did today.

The shadow of the gun gradually stopped, and the veiled woman also appeared, covered in sweat, her white skirt was torn open a few times, and blood was still oozing out, but her eyes became more and more attentive, as if she saw the hope of consuming the phantom to death.

On the calm sea, the shadow of the gun pierced the dense holes, and you can even directly see the turquoise spiritual ore on the bottom of the sea, which cannot be restored for a long time, like a piece of blue paper that has been pierced through countless holes.

The veiled woman gasped, her eyes became more determined, and she clenched the wooden boring and rushed forward again.

"Senior nephew, look at it, this is the true power of Daowen." The shadow of the dignified road.

In the outstretched hand of the phantom, a blood-red spear shadow slowly appeared.

"Don't !!" Lu Ming didn't know why he suddenly shouted out, he had never met this woman, but he suddenly helped her intercede.

Fast!

It's so fast!

Lu Ming didn't even see how the blood-red spear shadow flew out, only to see that the blood-red spear shadow of the phantom suddenly disappeared, and then the phantom shadow slowly dissipated.

The veiled woman clutched her chest, and a mouthful of blood spat out of her mouth stained the white veil red.