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Xu Ming only felt the black phantom in front of him flicker, and at the same time, the spear in his hand subconsciously raised.

Rumble!!

Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe Xu Ming's luck was too good, and the black flying knife just happened to hit the barrel of the spear accurately.

Suddenly, a terrifying force weighing more than a thousand jun was transmitted to Xu Ming's hand through the barrel of the gun.

Xu Ming seemed to feel that it was a high-speed train that crashed into the barrel of his gun.

The tiger's mouths on Xu Ming's hands were torn in an instant, and his flesh and blood were hideous.

Xu Ming's whole person was directly blown away.

"Poof!!" A mouthful of black blood spurted out like money.

"This ...... This ......" Xu Ming's eyes widened in horror, and his heart shook wildly, "Just a flying knife hit the barrel of the gun, and it will blast me like this, if this flying knife is directly penetrating my body......"

Xu Ming didn't dare to imagine the consequences.

"This person is definitely much stronger than Guo Haoyan!"

Guo Haoyan smashed Xu Ming with a hammer because he was good at strength, but this person only relied on a light flying knife to blast Xu Ming away, and injured Xu Ming even more.

"Isn't the Hidden Killing Sect a mere yellow-level force? Why did a Spirit Realm master emerge again!?"

Gu Kongshan became more and more convinced of the thoughts in his heart: "The Hidden Killing Sect, or Ao Xiang, definitely has a terrifying background! These two Spirit Realm masters, it is likely that someone sent them to secretly protect Ao Xiang!"

Two Spirit Realm masters protect one person......

Gu Kongshan couldn't imagine what kind of big man could have such a big deal!

Xu Ming, who was still flying in the air, threw a "probe" at a black-clothed warrior who shot at the direction from which the flying knife came.

"Silent night, cultivated to the 'early stage of the spiritual realm', the realm of 'ten grains of spiritual sand', good at using scimitars......"

Xu Ming was shocked, the flying knife that almost killed him just now was not what Silent Night was good at!

Also, what kind of realm is this "Ten Grains of Spirit Sand" realm?

Xu Ming didn't have time to figure these things out for the time being, because Xu Ming realized that he was still flying in the air now, and he was the best target for the other party.

"Xiao Hanging, my current hanging point is enough for me to open a super perfect battle?" Xu Minglian asked.

"Level 6!"

Level 6, that is, Xu Ming can rent a total of six silk artistic conceptions.

"Full open!!"

In the flash of light, Xu Ming's heart sprung up with a lot of enlightenment - the sharpness of gold, the fury of fire, the continuity of water, and the endless ......

Coupled with the "gravity of the earth" and "the speed of the wind" that Xu Ming had rented before, Xu Ming mastered the artistic conception of six completely different attributes. Moreover, it just happened to get together each of the five elements of artistic conception.

Six threads of artistic conception, every trace of it, is stronger than Xu Ming's whole body strength!

At the same time, mastering the six wires, Xu Ming's strength instantly far surpassed Guo Haoyan's early stage of the spiritual realm.

However, this is already the strongest strength that Xu Ming can burst out now! Even if Xu Ming wants to burst out with stronger strength, there is no hanging point!

The black-clothed elder in the crowd, "Silent Night", glanced at Xu Ming very unexpectedly: "It's not dead!?"

With his realm of "Ten Grains of Spiritual Sand", he is considered a good master in the spiritual realm, and even when he encounters those low-level spiritual realms in the middle of the realm, he dares to make a move. Now he made a sneak attack on a Ning Dan martial artist, and let the other party survive?

"This kid is really smoking from the ancestral grave, and with a casual swing of the spear, he just blocked my flying knife!"

But then again, just now he was able to block that flying knife, Xu Ming was indeed lucky enough!

Or, to put it another way - Xu Ming is too lucky, and his life should not be extinguished!

A person with extremely strong luck like Xu Ming, unless he is looking for death by himself, will be like a tenacious little strong, even if he encounters a great danger and predicament, he is likely to come back to life.

"What about blocking me once for a flying knife?" Silent Night sneered in her heart, "Can you block the first time, can you block the second time?"

Shout!

Another black throwing knife flashed away.

However, Xu Ming, who has mastered the artistic conception of the six threads, is not only stronger, but also has a much stronger perception than before.

This time, Xu Ming barely caught the black phantom that was as fast as lightning.

If you can capture the trajectory of the flying knife, then don't be afraid!

Although Xu Ming was thrown in the air and had nowhere to borrow strength, his body still rotated.

Shout!

The flying knife flew past the corner of Xu Ming's clothes, but it failed to hit Xu Ming.

"Huh!?" missed two consecutive blows, and Silent Night finally mentioned the importance of Xu Ming.

One miss, it can be said that Xu Ming is lucky, but two consecutive misses, and then use luck to explain, it is a bit far-fetched!

Boom!

After Xu Ming's several turns in the air, he landed perfectly.

Xu Ming wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the injuries on his body also recovered quickly under the nourishment of the "Rejuvenation Technique".

And Xu Ming's eyes never left the black figure in the crowd in the distance, he was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, the other party would shoot another flying knife.

Compared with the black-clothed figure in the night, Guo Haoyan, who was in a fiery red robe, was simply no threat!

"It's unbelievable!" Xu Ming sneered, "The Hidden Killing Sect is still hiding a super master like you!"

At the same time, Xu Ming secretly asked Gu Kongshan: "Sect Master, what realm is the 'Ten Grains of Spirit Sand' realm?"

"Is he the 'Ten Grains of Spiritual Sand' realm?" Gu Kongshan was shocked, "The 'Ten Grains of Spiritual Sand' realm is to comprehend the natural artistic conception of the ten lines, and the artistic conception of the ten lines has been condensed into 'spiritual sand'. ”

Spirit sand?

Xu Ming didn't know what the spiritual sand was, but he knew that just because the other party comprehended the ten-line artistic conception, it was much stronger than himself - he had exhausted his hanging points, and he had only temporarily mastered the six-line artistic conception!

"I'm curious, why would you two Spirit Realm masters be willing to deign to be in the Hidden Killing Sect!" Xu Ming said, "You, what are you for?"

"It's your business!" Guo Haoyan scolded.

Silent Night also had a cold face: "Originally, the two of us just wanted to quietly hide our names in the Hidden Killing Sect, but we were disturbed by you. ”

Just want to be quietly incognito?—if that's the case, then now, the two of them won't make a move.

Since they have made a move, it means that they must have an extraordinary relationship with the Hidden Killing Sect!

Moreover, Xu Ming also faintly felt that Guo Haoyan seemed to listen to Ao Xiang's words!

A master of the spiritual realm, he listens to the words of a half-step spiritual realm, among them, if there is no secret, Xu Ming will not believe it.

So what's the secret?

"Just try it!" Xu Ming's mouth curled into an evil smile.

And this evil smile also made Silent Night and Guo Haoyan feel a little bad.

Sou!

Xu Ming's figure suddenly disappeared into the air.

"Disappeared again!" Guo Haoyan couldn't catch Xu Ming's figure at all.

Silent Night used his powerful spiritual power to perceive Xu Ming's traces.

"He wants to ......"

The expression of the silent night suddenly became extremely frightened, and even sent a message to Ao Xiang, "Be careful!!

"Be careful?" Ao Xiang was confused.

In the next moment, Xu Ming's iron claws pinched the back of Ao Xiang's neck, like grabbing a chicken.