Chapter 42: Invincible Swordsmanship

"Ahh

This is too terrifying, in the sword qi in the sky, the thunder and lightning roared, spitting out blazing fire in all directions, under such a violent impact, some low-level martial artists didn't even have time to resist, they were devoured in an instant, and then evaporated directly in place, disappearing without a trace.

"Retreat!" Some of the warriors who were not affected could no longer keep their calm, and they avoided them one after another, and they were unable to form an army.

In the blink of an eye, the ambush army suffered heavy casualties, and those who survived had already been frightened and began to rout, crying silently in the wind and rain.

"This is really surprising, I didn't expect that after more than ten years of penance, I can't break the waste of fate, and I can rise one day, and I still don't make a sound, a blockbuster, you have such a creation, you can't continue to live!"

If it weren't for the fact that Chasing the Wind had cultivated to the Mahayana realm, he might have collapsed here, become the laughing stock of history, lose his title of genius on the first day, and completely become a stepping stone for his opponent to reach the pinnacle of life.

In terms of the temperament of chasing the wind, naturally this will not be allowed to happen, and in the imaginary stage, it must be strangled by thunderous means!

In fact, as the war situation continued to deteriorate, Lin Ming did have a faint trend to turn the tide, which invisibly made the pressure of chasing the wind great, and gradually wavered in his determination.

"It's really unimaginable that that notorious waste in the past can almost threaten the martial arts Mahayana powerhouse one day!"

There is no way, who let Lin Ming not see him for many days, when he returns, it is like incarnating as a god of war, even if he is trapped in an ambush, he can also block and kill gods, and demons can kill demons!

Chasing the wind has completely run out of patience, you must know that he is a ruthless person, acting unscrupulously, only asking about the result, if he can quickly solve the opponent, he will not pay attention to the morality of the rivers and lakes.

Lin Ming gritted his teeth and said: "I only know how to expose people's scars, where is there still the demeanor of the first day, in my opinion, it is better to abandon oneself and cultivate, eat and wait for death!"

"Waste is waste, it's dying, and it's still unashamed!" Chasing Feng laughed angrily, still trying to use a mental attack to break the opponent's fighting spirit.

Lin Ming sneered: "I didn't expect that the first day in the clan was actually this virtue, not only was his swordsmanship superb, but even his mouth was impeccable!"

Chasing the wind can't stand it, who is he? The famous pine forest town was a genius on the first day, and now it has been reduced to the speed of talking to the waste he despised in the past, which is really a big stain on his life!

In the end, he moved, as if the primeval demon god was exploding, and the messy sword qi wandered outside his body, almost killing everything in heaven and earth.

"Poof!" Lin Ming was dodging, trying his best to control the power of thunder and lightning to strengthen the defense of the body, but the fact that the other party was a Mahayana martial artist could not be changed, and the enemy was killed by leaping the ranks, although it has happened repeatedly throughout the ages, but it was only limited to Tianjiao, if Lin Ming successfully counter-killed, it can be imagined how huge the impact it would have on the current Songlin Town.

You know, it is not a coincidence that he can have a transcendent position in Songlin Town, no one knows, what Chasing Wind has experienced behind him, in short, in front of people, Chasing Wind is cold-blooded, and the clansmen call him the first day, which is not unreasonable, because on the way to martial arts, he has killed countless penances, and it is these accumulated white bones that have achieved his supreme swordsmanship.

Chasing the wind wants to enter the road with a sword and win the immortal family, this is a well-known thing in the tribe, there is no doubt that he is very terrifying with good swordsmanship, and he is far from the ability of ordinary martial artists.

In fact, the lifeless sword in the hands of Chasing Wind seems to have been channeled, as a first-day talent, naturally there will be no lack of martial arts, for a while, under the strong suppression of Chasing Wind, the sword qi in the sky rose all around.

Boom! Boom

One sword qi after another tore through the space, shuttling in the thunder light, in terms of cultivation, Lin Ming was at a disadvantage, and as the battle continued to drag, he became more and more disadvantaged.

"Made, this guy is clearly trying to stall for time, and if he can't break the deadlock, he'll be in big trouble. Lin Ming sighed secretly, using the Shocking Cloud Palm, the spiritual power consumed was very huge, and it was not at all something that a martial artist could bear, after all, this came from the Dao Sect, a famous and decent family in the wasteland.

"It's over!" Chasing the wind said lightly, his words were light and light, and he was very confident.

He used his strongest martial arts, determined to deal a fatal blow to Lin Ming!

The air was boiling, and there was a messy sword qi sweeping, earth-shattering, like fried beans, falling in a chaotic manner.

Lin Ming inhaled, and hurriedly controlled the violent thunder and lightning to form a shield, hoping to escape this catastrophe!

"Haha, waste, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless, you can't change the final outcome at all, just the middle realm of martial arts, you want to turn the tide and challenge the authority of the head of the family, you really don't know whether to live or die. Chasing the wind and laughing wildly, he was too confident, he didn't think that under this stormy sweep, there would be people safe and sound.

In fact, this sword aura in the sky was indeed terrifying, like rain, and even the thunder and lightning were darkened.

"Boom!" Lin Ming couldn't support it, and was almost suppressed, suddenly his face changed greatly, the shield began to crack, and there was a sword qi whistling, which made Lin Ming have a great crisis, at this time of life and death, Lin Ming had to use all his spiritual power to simply repair the shield to avoid the situation from continuing to deteriorate, but in this way, it also exposed his fatal weakness, only to see that in an instant, chasing the wind and chanting the mantra, suddenly enhanced the coercion, in mid-air, a very huge and exuding destructive aura of sword qi roared past, towards the thunder below, Lin Ming was shocked, his heart was suddenly cold, braving the cold, this situation, this scene, it was clear to play his rhythm。

Chasing Feng's face gradually turned pale and powerless at this time, and he used up his extraordinary strength, which made him extremely weak, his swordsmanship was good at attacking but not defending, and he only focused on killing, so as soon as the giant sword came out, he suddenly retreated backwards, gradually moving away from the center of the whirlpool.

Phew!

The giant sword roared, shrouded in thunder and lightning, like a bloodthirsty god and demon, not afraid of lightning strikes at all, but faster and faster, where it passed, the thunder roared, and suddenly there was a bang, and the shield was penetrated, but fortunately, Lin Ming released some spiritual power in time, and he was resisting, so it was not completely shattered.