Chapter 129: Self-inflicted iniquity, do not live.
"Bell! Clang! Clang! β
Lin Yifan's spiritual power was running to the limit, and he was like a phantom in the encirclement of nearly ten members of the king team, quickly dodging the attacks of these people, and some of them couldn't dodge, so he blocked them with the Cold Moon Knife in his hand.
"This son can be besieged by so many powerful warriors, and he can do it with ease......"
"The speed is not fast, the strength is not high, but you can do this step, is it that this teenager uses prediction?"
"In the realm of second-level late-stage martial artists, you can be besieged by nearly ten third-level martial artists without incident, what level should this young man's prediction ability reach......"
Seeing this scene, many people were shocked.
If it is a coincidence that Lin Yifan originally punched the third-level mid-stage martial artist, it is also a coincidence that he later killed two third-level late-stage martial artists one after another...... Then, this time Lin Yifan dealt with nearly ten third-level martial artists at the same time, and there was nothing to do, it was definitely not a coincidence.
This is real strength!
This boy really has the strength to fight against the enemy at so many levels!
"Bell!"
At this moment, the weapon used by a third-level early martial artist was too poor, and he was slashed twice by the Cold Moon Knife in Lin Yifan's hand one after another, and was directly cut off.
"Kill!"
Lin Yifan shouted, slashed at this person's neck, and a head flew up again.
That's the difference between a good weapon and a bad weapon......
If that person's weapons continued, under the siege of so many people, it would not be easy for Lin Yifan to kill the other party.
What's more, if these people's weapons are good and his weapons are poor, under the siege of so many people, his weapons will probably be cut off in an instant, and at that time, he will definitely not be able to block these people's moves.
"Bell! Burst! β
Lin Yifan narrowly blocked the attack of a third-level late-stage martial artist, and when the Cold Moon Knife in his hand bounced back, the blade slashed at a third-level mid-stage martial artist at a strange angle, and immediately, the neck of this third-level mid-stage martial artist was cut in half, and a large stream of blood splattered out.
Although the head of this mid-level martial artist was not cut off, he obviously couldn't survive without the Heavenly Medical Technique to treat it immediately.
"Poof!"
At this moment, a mid-level martial artist seized the opportunity and stabbed a sword on one of Lin Yifan's arms, and Lin Yifan's arm immediately splattered with blood.
This attack, in fact, Lin Yifan had expected it just now.
However, in his opinion, killing a mid-level martial artist was only worth it at the cost of suffering some minor injuries.
The wound on his arm stimulated Lin Yifan's brain nerves, and Lin Yifan's mental power immediately worked faster, gradually surpassing the limit.
In such a state, Lin Yifan felt that when the heaven and earth energy in his body was consumed, his body was enhanced more efficiently.
"No wonder, many sources say that fighting can speed up a person's growth......"
Lin Yifan said secretly.
And that's true.
He felt that he had reached the prediction ability of the late stage of the first layer, and there was some improvement.
"The Mixed Yuan Wuji Gong contains the supreme principles of all things in heaven and earth, and every route in which the internal force runs in the meridians is in line with the trajectory of heaven and earth...... Prediction seems to be an insight into the trajectory of heaven and earth, and from various information, judge the opponent's future actions......"
Suddenly, Lin Yifan's eyes lit up, and a stream of enlightenment automatically appeared in his mind.
"Bell! Clang! Clang! β
Lin Yifan quickly blocked, dodging the attacks of several king team warriors, because of the difference in speed too much, every time it seems, it is dangerous and dangerous.
Many people around were watching this battle with all their attention, and their breath couldn't help but shield, as if their breath would affect this extremely dangerous battle.
"Poof! Burst! Burst! β
Lin Yifan was constantly injured.
Lin Yifan's current strength is only comparable to that of ordinary third-level late-stage martial artists, and he had previously unexpectedly killed several powerful third-level martial artists in the king's team...... But the remaining warriors of the king's team who besieged Lin Yifan also adapted to Lin Yifan's battle rhythm.
At this moment, there were only seven people left besieging Lin Yifan, all of whom were third-level martial artists, each of them was a high-level elite in the king's team, and each of them had rich combat experience.
Although Wu Long was still fighting with the king, most of his attention had shifted to Lin Yifan, and once Lin Yifan spoke, he would immediately take action.
At the same time, Wu Long also paid attention to the four third-level peak martial artists of the king team, and did not give them a chance to make a move against Lin Yifan.
He could see that Lin Yifan's current strength could only deal with these martial artists whose realm was not higher than the third-level peak, if any of the four third-level peak martial artists made a move, the battle between Lin Yifan and these martial artists would collapse instantly, and Lin Yifan would also be very dangerous.
"Humβ"
A special feeling suddenly trembled slightly in Lin Yifan's mind.
Lin Yifan found that his thinking suddenly became clearer, and he looked at the enemies around him again, and seemed to be able to predict more of their next moves.
"Predictive ability, the pinnacle of the first layer!"
Lin Yifan's eyes lit up.
He knew that his ability to predict had broken through once again.
The prediction ability of the peak of the first layer can cross four small levels to face the enemy!
Coupled with his strong sense of battle, his strength has far surpassed that of ordinary third-level late-stage martial artists!
"Kill!"
Lin Yifan shouted.
"Poof!"
As soon as a third-level early martial artist was careless, he was slashed on the neck by Lin Yifan, and his head flew high.
Another third-level martial artist has fallen!
"Kill! Kill! β
Lin Yifan shouted twice again.
"Poof! Burst! β
As if causing a chain reaction, two more third-level martial artists were killed by Lin Yifan!
One of them is the early stage of the third level and the other is the middle of the third level!
At this moment, there are only four warriors left who are besieging Lin Yifan!
"Poof!"
Because of killing these two third-level martial artists, Lin Yifan was also slashed in the thigh by a third-level late-stage martial artist.
However, under Lin Yifan's control, this knife only cut through the flesh and blood, and did not hurt the bones.
As long as it doesn't hurt the bones, it's not a major injury.
Whewββ
Lin Yifan turned his head and looked at the third-level late-stage martial artist who had slashed him.
"What!!"
Three comrades-in-arms fell in a row, and this third-level late-stage martial artist was also shocked, and when he saw Lin Yifan turn his head, he subconsciously took a step back, looking frightened.
Just now, nine of their third-level martial artists besieged Lin Yifan, but they didn't do anything to each other, and they were killed by five of them.
Now, there are only four of them left, and are they still opponents of each other?
"Die!"
Lin Yifan's eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted.
"Whoaβ"
Lin Yifan stepped on his feet, and the whole person rushed towards this person like a sharp arrow.
"Ahh
Seeing Lin Yifan rushing towards him, the third-level late-stage martial artist stabilized his mind and roared towards Lin Yifan, while the long knife weapon in his hand swept towards Lin Yifan.
Sweep, which is a wide-area attack.
In general, the opponent can only retreat, or dodge.
"Kill!"
However, Lin Yifan seemed to have anticipated this move early, his body suddenly bent back into an iron plate bridge posture, and the long knife in the hand of the third-level late-stage martial artist stuck to the tip of Lin Yifan's nose and rushed forward.
"Poof!"
The entire body of this third-level late-stage martial artist was immediately cut off by the waist.
A large amount of visceral blood was thrown in the hall on the first floor of the King Jingkou store.
"Ahh
Blood splattered on some of the people around them, and some shouted.
At this point, there are only three warriors left who besieged Lin Yifan just now.
Lin Yifan turned around again and turned his head to look at a third-level early martial artist.
This third-level early martial artist is the fierce hand who robbed Lin Yifan before.
"How...... How could this be ......" At this moment, this fierce hand turned pale, his body kept retreating, and he muttered.
He didn't expect that a seemingly harmless target teenager he had locked on last time would be so terrifying.
He originally thought that the failure of the last mission would allow him to be a blessing in disguise, breaking through from the second-level peak realm to the third-level martial artist realm.
Since then, the future is limitless.
A third-level martial artist, even if it is only a third-level early martial artist, in Border City, it is also a character that makes people look up to it.
However, he only now realized how weak a third-level martial artist was.
Because of him, their king clan had fallen so many third-level martial artists.
Rank 3 peak martial artists, late 3rd level martial artists, and mid-level 3 martial artists, one after another......
He knew he was done.
Even Brother Hai can't keep him.
Originally, this matter could be settled...... Just because Brother Hai wants to blackmail the other party again......
At this moment, Lieshou regretted it extremely in his heart, he had known that this young man was so terrifying, how could he persuade Brother Hai not to provoke this young man again.
Is...... The sins of heaven are forgivable, but they are not allowed to live......
Fierce hands remembered this sentence.