Because of me, slaughtering you is as easy as stepping on an ant!

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Retort Fang's words echoed in Lin Muyu's heart like a giant bell, yes, when your strength is not as good as others, isn't it as simple as stepping on an ant to kill you?

Gently hooking the corners of his mouth, Lin Muyu clenched the Liaoyuan Sword and said, "Then try it!"

Without the slightest warning, the retort suddenly came out with a sword!

"Whew!"

The sound of the tip of the sword breaking through the air was very harsh, and it suddenly stabbed four times in a row, leaving deep pits on the turtle shell and dragon scale wall.

Lin Muyu took a few steps back, as if he had been hit hard in the chest, the Xuan Tortoise Shell and the Dragon Scale Wall almost collapsed in an instant, he looked at the retort in amazement, this gentleman is much stronger than Hua Su, and the glazed tower martial soul that the retort is stepping on must have improved his attack strength, and even has a strong "penetration" ability, because of the tingling pain on Lin Muyu's skin, the other party's sword qi can actually cause damage to himself through the Xuan tortoise shell and the dragon scale wall?

The wind character of the wind sword technique moved, and the Liaoyuan sword went down the wind, and the "bang" blew on the head of the retort. Be the first to update

"Huh?"

Retort Fang was suddenly startled, and hurriedly turned to the side, the Liaoyuan Sword almost brushed against the skin of his face, blood splattered, and a small wound appeared above.

"Look for death!"

Retort Fang instantly became angry, slammed on the ground with one foot, and shouted: "Jin Zhong Dun!"

A golden light rose in response, lingering around his body, the martial soul skill formed a shield, and then, the sword killing moves were stacked, the figure shook back a few steps, raised with one hand, the long sword actually flew in the air, the retort closed his eyes, trembling all over, the fighting spirit flowed between the veins, a low roar, dozens of long swords appeared in the air, and stabbed Lin Muyu together. Be the first to update

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

Lin Muyu was shocked, hurriedly moved the Qingyan armor, and quickly raised the sword in both hands and danced into a shield!

"Sonorous!"

The deafening interplay of gold and stone was endless, almost all the sparring trainers involuntarily covered their ears, and when they looked at it again, Lin Muyu's tortoise shell had been shattered, and the dragon scale wall was full of holes, and what was even worse was that there were also perforations on the green clothes on his body, and wisps of blood flowed out from his chest and arms, and he couldn't stop the attack at all!

Since you can't defend, you can only attack!

With a horizontal heart, Lin Muyu raised his hand and four flying knives lightning out, which were the Demon Sound Knife, and at the same time, he roared and gathered his true qi again, and the thunder light was concentrated in the Liaoyuan Sword, and the martial soul gourd was full of light, and the green vines swept over and went straight to the feet of the retort. Be the first to update

Retort Fang sneered, raised his palm, and his fighting spirit became a wind, and a "whoosh" fanned out, and suddenly the green vines were directly crushed, and just relying on the wind of fighting qi could blow away Lin Muyu's attack, this cultivation was too terrifying!

But Lin Muyu's tricks are so good, before he has time to be complacent, a warm current hits behind him, poisonous pulp!

"Scared?!"

Retort Fang was startled, and hurriedly swept over to dodge, but he was single-minded, and he saw a dazzling thunderbolt on one side, Lin Muyu's lightning slash directly slashed at his waist, and when there was no way to dodge, Retort Fang's heart was horizontal, and the three gas armors gathered together on his waist, only to hear the sound of "Peng", the current dissipated with the air, and Lin Muyu's inevitable blow was still missed.

On the contrary, it was a series of kicks that retorted sideways, and the front of his boots was made of steel, and the "fluffy and puffy" continuously fell on Lin Muyu's chest.

"Rustling ......"

Sliding back more than ten meters along the stone floor, Lin Muyu pressed the ground with one hand to stop the impact, but his five fingers also left five bloody marks on the ground.

"Lin Zhi ......" Qin Ziling was shocked.

Lei Hong also squirmed his lips silently, this young man's will and perseverance have far exceeded his expectations, in the face of the strength of his own retort, he can still fight back and resist, this is really not easy.

......

The qi and blood in his body surged, Lin Muyu only felt that his throat was sweet, but he endured it and did not spit out this mouthful of blood, and he must not admit defeat, otherwise he would have nowhere to gain a foothold in Lanyan City!

"Whew......"

In the scream, the four flying knives swirled quickly, and the retort was a continuous number of swords, and the four flying knives were quickly knocked away one by one, but what he didn't expect was that the four flying knives swirled together as if they were spiritual, and became a four-wheeled flying knife, and the silent explosion in the air fluctuated, and the magic sound knife quickly swirled, and it was another onslaught.

"It's annoying!"

Retort Fang roared angrily, and suddenly opened his palm, each finger was protected by the halo of the Golden Bell Shield, he actually wanted to catch the Demon Sound Knife with his bare hands?

Lin Muyu stood in place, one hand, and the sound wave of the Demon Sound Fist quickly exploded under the Demon Sound Knife, and the "Peng" shook the Demon Sound Knife and changed its trajectory, and as a result, it was drawn out along the shoulder of the retort!

"Poof!"

Another bloody wound, this was the second time that he had been injured.

"Bastard!"

The red-faced and red-eared Fang Fang rushed towards Lin Muyu as soon as he turned around, the golden light on the long sword was great, and the martial soul glazed tower flew up and fell, enveloping Lin Muyu in it like a prison cell.

Lin Muyu was so cold that he hurriedly broke free, but he could barely move.

"Do you still want to escape from Lao Tzu's Soul Lock Tower?" Retort Fang's handsome face was already extremely distorted, this kid named Lin Muyu made him suffer a great shame, a Heaven Realm powerhouse was actually injured by a Earth Realm cultivator, which he couldn't bear.

Being in the Soul Locking Tower, seeing that the retort was about to kill the attack, Lin Muyu roared wildly, almost puffing up the true qi of his whole body, but he was never able to break free.

At the last moment, suddenly a coercion fell in the air!

"Stop!"

The aura of the fighting aura of the Soul Locking Tower quickly disintegrated, and this aura was far superior to that of the retort side, but he and Lin Muyu looked up together, but now Archdeacon Lei Hong stood proudly in the air, holding the power of the Holy Domain, with an incomparable majesty in his eyes, and said lightly: "This contest is over, Lin Zhi supported him for a minute without dying, and officially became the Venus Sparring Master of the Temple!"

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Lin Muyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, there was a feeling of death shrouded in the moment just now, it is true that the retort party has made up his mind to kill, if it weren't for Lei Hong's action, most of his life would have been explained here.

Lei Hong floated back to his seat, and the deacon Ge Yang not far away slowly walked down the steps and came to Lin Muyu, and then took out a golden badge and wore it on his chest, it was a Venus, the same as Venus Instructor's, the difference is that Venus Instructor's badge is that there is a sword in front of Venus, and Lin Muyu's is a shield, which is a good interpretation of the role of the sparring trainer - defense!

"Okay, Lin Zhi is extraordinary, and he is as powerful and invincible as the little marquis of Yongfang, and this competition ends here. ”

Ge Yang is a good old man, and said with a smile in a trembling voice: "Congratulations to you Lin Zhi, you will be the Venus sparring master of the temple from now on, and you can get 1oo gold coins in the treasury every month, hey, your kid is lucky, this kind of treatment is the same as that of the Venus instructor, work hard!"

Lin Muyu nodded, and at the same time looked down, there were a total of 11 sword holes and 8 wounds on his clothes, although they were not deep and not considered serious injuries, but the strength of this retort was too terrifying.

Yong Fang was also looking at him from a distance, a cruel smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and said, "You wait, I will come again to learn!"

Lei Hong had already stood up and said, "The trial is over, and Deacon Ge Yang will arrange this morning's training task." ”

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As he spoke, Lei Hong, the archdeacon, had already brushed his sleeves away, while Ge Yang unfolded a scroll and announced in an old voice: "The morning sparring is - Zheng Shanhe against Lu Fang, Zhang Wei against Lin Zhi, and Lei Ying against Liu Kai...... Sun Wei ...... to Qin Ziling"

After reporting for a long time, he finally reported to Qin Ziling, his opponent was called Sun Wei, which made him breathe a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's Lord Sun Wei, the Iron Star instructor, by the way, Lin Zhi, your injury is okay, can you continue training?"

"Yes. ”

After Lin Muyu's luck healed, all the bleeding had stopped, but his clothes were full of bloody sword holes, which looked a little terrifying, and now the only bad thing about him was that his true qi was damaged, and it was less than sixty.

"Brother Lin Zhi, let's go this way!"

Zhang Wei was a cheerful person, holding Lin Muyu's shoulders and walking to a trial room not far away, the steel door, a servant opened it and two people entered, and then quickly closed the door, as if he was afraid that the fluctuations caused by the battle inside would affect others.

"You experienced the wheel battle in the morning, so you shouldn't have much true qi left, right?" Zhang Wei asked with a smile, although he seemed to be hot-tempered and a rough man, he was quite careful.

Lin Muyu smiled gratefully: "There are still about sixty percent left." ”

"That's good, it's enough, and I'll train with you with sixty percent of my strength. ”

As soon as Zhang Wei raised his hand, he summoned the martial soul fire bear, the flames on his fists soared, and he said with a smile: "What I practice under is the fist method, called the Soul Fist, the fist goes in all directions, the eyes are all sides, the fist is very strong, straight forward, it is evolved from the flaming fist of the military god Xiang Wentian, which is very suitable for killing the enemy on the battlefield!"

Lin Muyu has already learned Zhang Wei's boxing technique, it is indeed strong and powerful, and the magic sound boxing he learned from Qu Chu pays more attention to long-distance attacks, but ignores melee combat, it seems that Zhang Wei's soul fist makes up for the defects of the magic sound boxing very well.

"Master Zhang Wei, can I use my fist technique to fight against you?" Lin Muyu asked with a smile.

Zhang Wei nodded heartily: "Why not, there are only you and me in this trial room, no matter how you fight." ”

"Thank you!"

Soon, firelight began to burst out in the trial room, and the two of them came and went, practicing happily.

......

But Lin Muyu's melee boxing method is really scum, and he has been in a situation of being beaten, and he can only rely on gourd defense to recover the decline.

"Peng!"

Under the blow, the air flow was agitated, and Zhang Wei's horizontal punch was actually guessed and caught by this kid, and he couldn't help laughing: "Happy, enjoyable!"

As he spoke, the corners of Zhang Wei's mouth lifted and he asked with a smile: "Brother Lin Zhi, how could you offend one of the twelve deacons?"

"I don't know ......" Lin Muyu sloppily looked at and asked, "What is the origin of this prescription, it is very strong, and it was stationed in the temple at a young age to become a deacon, it should have a good background, right?"

"Isn't it just a lot of background?"

Zhang Weiyi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The empire can have the world today, thanks to a famous general Yong Yifan a few decades ago, he led 50,000 emperors to defeat 170,000 rangers in the first battle of Liaobei, killed 100,000 enemies, captured 40,000, and solved the crisis in the north in one fell swoop, and was later worshiped by the current emperor as a national teacher, known as the emperor god, and canonized as a god marquis, and this retort is the son of the god Marquis Yong Yifan!"

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