Chapter 965: The Martial Arts Arena is in charge of the hall

"This is ......" The head of the hall also noticed Lin Ming's extraordinaryness, "This is an emperor-level spiritual weapon, how could this kid have an emperor-level spiritual weapon?"

He shook his head vigorously and looked again, but the Golden Crow Divine Sword exuded an invincible aura, and an imperceptible jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Brother!" Lin Yue grabbed Lin Ming's cuffs, but the latter had already walked forward unstoppably, "You all have to be responsible for what you said today!"

Every word he said seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, and every word carried a fierce killing intent.

Those disciples who were still watching around all stepped back, and Qin Feng also pulled Lin Yue back to dodge, the strong wind howling like blades dancing in the air.

The Lord of the Hall stepped forward at this time, and he alone was a wall blocking everyone.

"Boy, I'll let you see the strength of the old man today!"

The three fingers of the palm hall twisted the dust and threw it into the air, and with a whoosh, three unknown black marbles shot out like cannonballs, and exploded in the air in the blink of an eye.

Bang bang, black smoke gathered into a black dragon circling and flying in the air, and finally rushed towards Lin Ming, the black scales of the dragon's body turned into flying knives and spread during the attack.

Lin Ming rolled over and over again and dodged, his eyes were sharp, he held his sword and rushed directly into the black smoke, the dragon first roared angrily, and then circled in the air for a circle, and suddenly soared into the sky and roared away.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yue immediately wanted to rush out but was stopped by Qin Feng, "You stop for me, the master of the hall is free to measure, your brother will definitely be fine!"

"You don't know my brother at all, he regards me as even more important than his own life, his attack this time must be a killer move!" Lin Yue said word by word, Qin Feng was about to say something, but suddenly saw that the dragon in the sky was directly stretched out by a pair of huge wings.

A golden crow mark on Lin Ming's forehead was very obvious, and it was precisely because of this mark that his strength increased greatly, and the Golden Crow Divine Sword slashed through the remaining black mist.

He threw dozens of golden crow slashes with his backhand, and the air around him crackled, whirring, snorting, and several streams of fire burst out and slashed through the air in several arcs.

All the disciples withdrew hundreds of zhang again, and the martial arts arena of Nuoda was given up a space for the two to fight, and at this moment, Lin Ming's whole body was shining with golden rays as if a god had descended to earth.

Seeing this scene, the head of the hall was also aware of the incredible, he stretched out his thin hands and waved the dust again, and the cold wind swept up in an instant.

With a snort, a tornado formed in front of Lin Ming.

"Old Dao, do you think you can stop me like this?" Lin Ming smiled disdainfully, he stuck the long sword into the ground with his backhand, bang, bang!

Three huge sounds sounded instantly, and at this moment, he turned his back and inserted the Golden Crow Divine Sword into the ground, and the originally neat ground of the martial arts arena began to become fragmented, click, click, and the speed of this shattering was still increasing, and finally he came directly to the palm hall.

He snorted and reached out and waved his hand back, and the others quickly left the battlefield as he stepped backwards and continued to retreat, finally slamming his backhand into the ground.

Bang!

With a bang, the two dark energies collided together, and the gravel suddenly stirred up hundreds of zhang high.

The moment the gravel fell, the smoke and dust were still filling the hall and blocking the view of the palm hall, but he could still feel that a crisis was rapidly approaching, "It's coming!"

Bang, bang!

The originally soft whisk of dust actually began to become very hard, and it collided with the golden crow sword, "Break it for me!"

Lin Ming rotated one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, and the Golden Crow Divine Sword forced the dust back and then disappeared in place strangely, and before the palm hall could react, he found that Lin Ming had disappeared again.

At this moment, his ancient and waveless face finally rippled, and he frowned and looked around, Teng Teng!

Footsteps on the left, he quickly looked to the left, but he still underestimated the speed of the Hidden Sword Three Styles, bang!

He clutched his chest and took a few steps back, "You!"

"A mere Emperor Realm seventh-order cultivator still dares to commit murder in front of me," Lin Ming dropped this cold sentence and once again exuded a terrifying might.

The head of the hall was forced back again and again for a while, and Lin Ming's target was obviously not him but Qin Ran.

"Run! He's coming at us!"

"Everyone, get out!"

Many disciples were frightened, and the people who couldn't control the hall were naturally not the same enemy, but Qin Ran was so frightened that he froze in place.

He was locked by his throat and then thrown in front of Lin Yue fiercely, bang, he felt his legs go weak and then knelt on the ground, "You!"

"What am I, I don't want your life, I'm already giving Qin Feng face!" Lin Ming's expression was strange, and Qin Ran swallowed back the words stuck in his throat.

On weekdays, she knelt in front of Qin Ran by herself, and at this moment, she actually knelt in front of her, which made her a little unnatural, "Brother, this is not good." ”

"There's nothing wrong with it, my Lin Ming's sister doesn't mess with people, but she can't be bullied casually," he kicked Qin Ran after he finished speaking, "Don't apologize?"

Qin Feng was also helpless when he saw his sister like this, he was also helpless now, if it was someone else, he would definitely call the uncle to clean him up.

But this is Lin Ming, even if he doesn't have a friendship, he has to consider that he wants to summon the soul of his sister, and they can't move Lin Ming for this alone.

And it was his fourth sister's fault at the beginning, she treated her brothers like a tigress on weekdays, and he had already complained.

"It's not bad to let you suffer a little now," Qin Feng muttered to herself in her heart, while Qin Ran was a little embarrassed, she glared at Lin Ming and scolded angrily: "Lin Ming!

"What's the matter? Your Lord in charge of the palace can't protect himself now, do you still want to find someone to support you?"

After he finished speaking, he pressed Qin Ran's head directly on the ground with coercion, although Lin Yue was a little unnatural, she finally accepted it gladly, after all, what she did was really not like what a master did.

"Presumptuous!"

A huge aura rushed in from outside the martial arts arena in an instant, this person was Qin Feng's uncle, and his cultivation at the eighth order of the Emperor Realm was extremely strong.

Bang!

Lin Ming was caught off guard and flew out, he covered his chest, if it weren't for the resistance of the Eternal Golden Scale Armor, I am afraid that his meridians would be broken.

Lin Yue hurriedly rushed over to help Lin Ming up, and Qin Feng immediately shouted, "Uncle, stop!"

"What's the matter? Now you still have to intercede for this kid, can't you? It's your fourth sister on this ground, do you Qin Feng really care about your brotherhood?"

"I ......"

The corners of Qin Feng's uncle raised slightly and patted the dust on his hands, "Okay, you don't have to worry about this matter and leave it to me, I will take care of it!"

"No!"