"Xuanjie top-grade, capture the dragon and control the crane hand!"

Ding Chunqiu roared.

Now, his killing intent towards Lin Ming has reached its peak.

Today, no matter what, he will kill this young man.

Just because.

Lin Ming's talent made his heart tremble.

It's too wicked.

A new inner disciple has only been on the pinnacle of the Earth Yuan Realm in just one month.

Of course, he didn't know that Lin Ming had now stepped into the Tianyuan Realm.

And.

He has already stepped into the middle stage of the Tianyuan Realm to cultivate.

If you know.

I'm afraid that even Ding Chunqiu will definitely feel terrified.

Even so, just the talent that Lin Ming has shown now is enough to make this deputy hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Elder Ding Chunqiu, tossing and turning, couldn't sleep and eat.

Gotta kill it and then fast!

After decades of immersion, Ding Chunqiu had already cultivated this Xuan-level high-grade exercise to the state of perfection.

Capture the dragon and control the crane hand.

Only the deputy hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall, as well as the hall master, are qualified to cultivate.

It is a law of repression and control.

The momentum is magnificent, once it is controlled, it will directly split the muscles and bones, and completely become fish on the chopping board, at your disposal.

Boom, boom.

With Ding Chunqiu's figure swooping down.

In the entire void, the terrifying Yuan Force violently opened.

Luo Xuan'er, who was extremely angry, and many disciples of Earth Emperor Peak, were directly shocked by that momentum.

Two huge paw prints reached the size of more than ten zhang.

Even.

Under the paw prints, it seems that there is still a dragon imprisoned, as well as, a crane.

The power of repression is endless.

Facing it, Lin Ming slapped it angrily.

The disciple of Ling Xiaofeng, who had already withdrawn far away, sneered.

It was as if he saw Lin Ming's miserable appearance of being suppressed and ambushed.

The fierce wind directly pressed Lin Ming's clothes tightly against the young man's body.

But.

The slender figure that stood was like a straight spear, and it did not shake at all because of the invasion of the claws.

When the terrible air currents pressed down.

It was as if it had touched the sharp tip of the spear and shattered it directly.

Slipped down the sides of the boy.

There was no trace of nervousness on the young man's handsome face.

On the contrary, it is indifferent.

In his eyes, there was also a flash of cold murderous intent.

"Boom."

The next moment, Lin Ming's body burst out with terrifying yuan force fluctuations.

"What!"

"This is, the breath of the Tianyuan Realm!"

"The breath of the middle of the Tianyuan Realm!"

Whew, whew.

Feeling the aura that erupted from the young man's body, not only the disciples of Ling Xiaofeng, but also the shocked eyes fell to the ground.

Ding Chunqiu, who was culled down, was also extremely angry.

Demons.

Monster.

It was a word that flickered in his mind.

At the same time, the terrifying yuan power in the body was frantically injected into the paw prints, and Lin Mingzhen must be killed here.

Distance.

Luo Xuan'er took a deep breath, her enchanting curves undulating, and she couldn't hide her inner shock.

I haven't seen you for half a month.

Lin Ming's strength has skyrocketed to such an extent.

"Ichisei fist intent!"

"Xuanjie inferior grade, Lost Fist!"

Rumble.

Teenager, the body bows directly into a round. Great Bow.

The fists were swirling with terrifying Yuan Force, infused with the terrifying power given by the Silver Skin Realm of the Divine Demon Overlord Body Technique.

Directly, both fists poured out.

Roar.

It seems that behind the young man, there is a wild elephant roaring.

"Boom!"

It's a long story, but in fact, all of this happened in a blink of an eye.

The next moment.

The two attacks collided directly together.

The terrifying energy, like a raging storm, suddenly raged.

The hard stone slab under Lin Ming's feet exploded directly.

Even.

The surrounding buildings were also fluctuated by the battle, and some of the impacts were scattered and shattered.

Surrounding disciples.

Some of them even shot out upside down, blood spurted out of their mouths, and their eyes showed horror.

It's just combat fluctuations.

And how strong is the most central collision point?!

Lin Ming's figure, rubbing the ground, slid out a distance of four or five meters.

Ding Chunqiu in mid-air, his figure was even more shocked.

I was horrified.

He confronted a sixteen-year-old boy, but he had a slight upper hand.

If you give Lin Ming another chance to grow.

Even if it's only half a year, I'm afraid, it will be very easy for this son to kill him.

"Kill!"

Ding Chunqiu's murderous aura surged, and the dragon and crane control hand slapped at Lin Ming angrily again.

"Ercheng fist intent!"

Boom.

This time, Lin Ming collided with Ding Chunqiu again.

"Fist Intent!"

Ding Chunqiu exclaimed.

At the same time, his figure shook and flew backwards.

I just think.

The power contained in the two punches of the young man was really terrifying.

Even he will definitely not be able to pick up the edge, as if, enough for hundreds of thousands of catties!

In the distance, the onlookers were not only the disciples of Ling Xiao Peak, but even the disciples of Earth Emperor Peak were dumbfounded.

The peak of the Tianyuan Realm, the deputy hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall, and the elder Ding Chunqiu.

Unexpectedly, he was repelled by Lin Ming!

"Boom."

"Sancheng fist intent!"

Lin Ming strode forward, and at this moment, the young man was surrounded by a terrifying fist intent, a domineering intent, like a god of war.

Boom.

This time, Lin Ming threw a punch.

The Lost Trace Fist formed a huge fist mark mountain of more than ten zhang, surrounded by a domineering and incomparable fist intent, falling down and suppressing.

"Capture the dragon and control the crane hand, break it for me!"

Below.

Nading Chunqiu's long hair danced wildly, and the whole person looked hideous and embarrassed.

Boom.

Poof.

At this moment, there are no more surprises.

Nading Chunqiu's dragon control crane hand exploded directly.

Boom.

Its figure also flew out directly upside down, with mouthfuls of blood splashed in its mouth, and the breath of the whole person quickly withered.

Defeated.

The people around him were numb.

This teenager is terrifying.

What kind of monster it is?

Fear.

Even the peak master of Lingxiao Peak, the disciple of the Great Elder is known as the demonic genius of the Haoran Sect once in a hundred years.

Ye Lingtian.

At the same age, there is definitely no such teenager as fierce.

Luo Xuan'er's pink little mouth, growing up.

She originally thought that she was already looking up to Lin Ming enough.

But.

When she saw Lin Ming again, she found that she still underestimated this demonic genius.

"Boom!"

Suddenly.

A crisp and sharp voice resounded throughout the audience.

At this moment, the white-clothed young man Lin Ming's hand seemed to be holding a silver dragon, and on it, there was a terrifying and incomparably sharp intent.

As soon as his body moved, he killed Ding Chunqiu directly.

"Four Divine Marksmanship, White Tiger Style!"

"Sancheng gun intent!"

Roar.

The gun came out like a dragon, and it was accompanied by a whistling sound that was enough to shock the mountains and forests.

And Lin Ming just used the gun intent of the Xiaocheng realm!

"Ground Marksmanship!"

Seeing the silver spear that flashed with incomparably sharp intent, Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but scream, his eyes were full of despair.

All of a sudden.

It erupted with a fierce sheen.

Throwing one into his mouth, a scarlet elixir.