"No, not nearly ten knives, but, eleven knives!"

In that void, the Rakshasa girl, who was seventh on the list of the little Yama of the underworld, hooked the corners of her mouth with a touch of arc, and said lightly.

Hiss.

Eleven knives.

So fast!

In their eyes, they only saw Na Luo Xiao slash out, but when they heard the explanation, they were completely shocked.

Eleven knives in an instant, no wonder, can defeat the incomparably evil Lin Ming in one move!

Now.

At the point of that huge pit, Lin Ming was not seriously injured, but his arm was a little sore, and the Gods and Demons had cultivated his physical body to an extremely terrifying level.

The cracked dragon scales, as well as the blood that poured out, quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And Lin Ming, holding two medium-grade spirit stones in his hand, began to absorb them frantically.

But.

Due to the Xuan-level exercises, in terms of speed, it is still a little stretched.

Therefore, this time, Lin Ming desperately wanted to get it, Taixuan Ling ginseng.

"Heh, don't play dead, if I hit you with this blow, I can kill you, and you will disappoint me too much."

In the void, Luo Xiao sneered.

Boom.

As soon as the words fell, a figure rose into the sky.

It was Lin Ming.

"Damn, this kid's body is simply perverted, he was hit by such a strong blow, and he was okay?"

Many warriors discovered.

Lin Ming at this moment, except that the moon robe was a little broken.

Even.

was strangled by the bloody guard's blood knife storm before, and was slashed by Luo Xiao's extreme eleven knives, and he was like a person who had nothing to do.

This is also a little too terrifying.

"Shoot together and kill this son, otherwise, there will be endless troubles!"

Swish.

The void flickered.

A blood-robed figure appeared in mid-air.

The Great Commander of the Bloody Guard, a powerhouse in the Creation Realm, at this moment, frowned slightly, and looked at Lin Ming.

The saber at his waist roared incessantly, as if he was hungry and thirsty.

"Let's shoot!"

The three elders of the Heavenly Fu Sect made a move in their palms.

Airplanes.

The void trembled, and countless terrifying talismans that reached the ground level, enough to inflict death on the martial artists of the Three Realms of Creation.

This moment.

It was as if it had turned into a python and wrapped its body.

On each talisman, the lines seemed to come to life, twisting and swimming, exuding a terrifying aura that made the scalp tingle.

True Yuan is injected, and as long as he gives an order, these talismans can show their fangs.

Unleash a formidable attack!

On the other hand, the seventh and eighth Rakshasa women of Little Yama, Luo Xiao.

The former was holding a short knife, but there was a fierce aura flashing on it, and it seemed that even the surrounding void was slightly torn.

Obviously, at least it is also a high-grade spiritual soldier.

On the long knife, there was still a trace of blood, pointing at Lin Ming's Luo Xiao.

Besides.

On the periphery of the three parties, there are some people who are quite confident in their own strength, and they are also staring at Lin Ming with murderous intent in their eyes.

Whew, whew, whew.

Many onlookers.

The chest, like an old bellows, trembled rapidly.

No doubt.

Today, outside of this Yanshan Pass, a nirvana for Lin Ming has been formed!

The Great Han Kingdom, the Difu, the Heavenly Fu Sect, the strong scattered cultivation.

The target of these terrifying forces was only a sixteen-year-old boy who was only half a step in the Creation Realm.

Countless people.

Looking at the young man standing with a gun in the void, his body is straight, and his elegance is peerless.

There was also a hint of admiration in his eyes.

No doubt.

Even today, Lin Ming's death here is enough to make the entire Southeast Region famous!

Glory even though you die!

"If you want to kill me Lin Ming, it also depends on whether you are qualified or not!"

"Burn it, Blood Burning Secret Technique!"

Suddenly.

The sound of the teenager's violent shouting resounded throughout the audience.

Hear the words.

The faces of the Rakshasa Girl and Luo Xiao all changed, this is the crazy forbidden technique at the bottom of Luo Xiu's box.

Rumble.

In an instant, Lin Ming only felt that the blood in his body began to boil, and a heartfelt pain struck his whole body.

Meanwhile.

He could clearly feel that his breath was soaring wildly.

The depleted true element was filled again, and it was incomparably surging, and in an instant, it was as if he had stepped into that form-making realm!

"Kill!"

The three elders of the Heavenly Fu Sect twitched their eyelids and felt a strong sense of danger.

With a roar, a finger pointed.

Snort.

The entire ten runes were immediately activated, and each of them flashed with extremely terrifying thunder, shooting towards Lin Ming's location.

"Bloody Guard, Knife Qi Storm Kill!"

Drink.

Dozens of roars rang out from the void in the sky of the Bloody Guard.

Woowoo.....

It was as if the color of the void changed, and the storm of blood to the sword fell down from the void and strangled towards Lin Ming.

The power of terror, even if it is a strong person in the Qi Creation Realm, will never dare to shake it.

Meanwhile.

Luo Xiao's sword slashed out.

Where the sword passed, the void vibrated slightly, as if it emitted ripples like water ripples.

Many warriors were horrified.

I don't know how many compressed knives are hidden in this knife!

Call.

The Rakshasa woman's eyes were instantly red.

The furious intent swept from its body, setting it off like a ghost, and the short knife in his hand was like a bloodthirsty beast, as if he wanted to break free from his palm and drink blood!

"Is this the power of the Formation Realm?!"

Feeling the furious True Yuan and the closeness to the aura around him, Lin Ming's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Kill!"

"Ten zhang, flesh oven!"

Rumble.

Within the range of Lin Ming's ten zhang, all the martial artists present felt that their blood was agitated, and they all needed to be distracted and suppressed.

"If you hurt you, I'll take your dog's life first!"

"Aang."

Airplanes.

Stepping on the dragon technique, the death cloak behind him was activated, the wind escaped, and Lin Ming's body was directly shot at the three elders of the Fu Sect that day.

"Nine Nether Thunder, swallow!"

Rumble.

In an instant, in Lin Ming's palm, nine nether thunders appeared!

Yes, that day, the Elder of the Fu Sect thundered and lightning the talisman and threw it.

"Innate Spiritual Creatures!"

Hiss.

The martial artists around felt the Nine Nether Thunder thrown by Lin Ming, and in an instant, they were shocked, and their eyes were full of greed.

Innate spiritual creatures, this terrifying power of heaven and earth, this young man actually has such a treasure!

This made them even more murderous towards Lin Ming!

Rumble.

The Nine Netherworld Thunder flashed, and the thunder and lightning that exploded from the thunderbolt rune were directly intertwined with the Nine Netherworld Thunder, and Lin Ming's figure passed through it.

"Quick, stop him!"

The three elders of the Heavenly Fu Sect were shocked.

Fingers, just pointed.

I only felt that the aura of heaven and earth in the void in front of me was frantically squeezing towards me.

"No!"

There was a scream, and the next moment, a bolt of gunfire shot at lightning speed.

The mystery of the half-rifle.

Lin Ming launched an attack, but between the lightning and the fire, in an instant, the three elders of the Fu Sect died that day.

Wow.

Lin Ming was unceremoniously, and his hand, dozens of zhang talismans, appeared directly in his palm.

Rumble.

Under the stimulus, it was thrown upward, directly colliding with the sword qi storm of the bloody guard.

Boom, boom, boom.

In the void, there seemed to be a continuous explosion, and countless strong figures fell, embarrassed.

There are even more warriors, wailing and being deeply damaged.

"The heart of the gun is clear!"

Airplanes.

At this moment, Lin Ming's body was shrouded in a mysterious artistic conception, and in his eyes, the sword rays shot by Luo Xiao gradually became clear.

Fifteen!

"Breaking the cang, the mystery of the half-rifle!"

Laugh at.

Boom.

In the next moment, in the shock of Luo Xiao's face, Lin Ming shot him with a single shot, and directly smashed him with fifteen swords!

Snort.

Right now.

A sharp intent rolled towards Lin Ming's neck, and the Rakshasa woman killed!