Lin Ming gasped, and under close contact, he felt the cold air permeating, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

You must know that his opponent is a famous martial artist in Songlin Town, known as invincible at the same level, even if this person has reached the end of the mountain, he must not underestimate the enemy.

For the martial art of "Holy Fire Sword", Lin Ming had a slight impression, this is not an invincible technique, it is widely spread in the wasteland, and it is defined as a low-level.

The battle is getting more and more intense, and at this time, a single wind and grass can determine the final outcome.

Chasing Feng has been practicing kendo for many years, and the killing and killing techniques he has mastered, without exception, have all cultivated to the realm of transformation, looking at thousands of tribes, and characters like him are only five fingers.

Even if they are exhausted and their spiritual power is almost exhausted, Chasing Wind still has terrifying strength at this time.

After all, this is a Mahayana martial artist, who has stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, and after years of baptism, this kind of person even has the qualifications to slay demons.

In the decisive battle with the chasing wind, the murderous aura came to his face, which made Lin Ming's spirit depressed and about to collapse.

"Get out of here!" Lin Ming was furious and let out a low roar, while he manipulated the thunder and lightning to strike directly forward.

Bang!

Chasing the wind was invincible, and immediately vomited blood, and was knocked sideways.

"Ahh

Chasing the wind only felt a warm blood rolling in his body, mourning was greater than his heart dying, he hated himself for being useless, and one day he would die in the hands of the people who once regarded it as a waste of martial arts.

"No, I'm not defeated yet, I can still reverse the situation!" Chasing Feng didn't mean to believe that he entered the Tao with a sword, cultivated for many years, and was a well-known Tianjiao in Songlin Town, if he was defeated by the Son of God and the Goddess, he could accept it, but if he was defeated by Lin Ming, he felt that it was even more terrifying than his soul was scattered.

Lin Ming said: "Dying and struggling!" Immediately, he manipulated the thunder and lightning to collide again, and immediately defeated the chasing wind, splashing blood all around.

A group of warriors were speechless, you know, that is not a nameless person, in Songlin Town, he can call the wind and rain, and was named the first day of talent, but he was chased and beaten by Lin Ming, and he had no power to fight back.

Bang!

The dust was flying, the blood was raining, and suddenly, Lin Ming grabbed Chaifeng's neck and continued to exert force, making Chaifeng's face change greatly, his breathing was short, and he was about to suffocate at any time.

"Now do you still think that ants are not a big problem?" Lin Ming said coldly, his eyes were cold, revealing a playful look.

Chasing the wind stammered: "If you kill me, then you have to ...... Death, the head of the family will never let go...... Your ......"

"Threaten me!" Lin Ming sneered, and then he exerted his strength to bring back to life the torture of Chasing Wind.

Chasing Feng's face was blue for a while, white for a while, constantly distorting, hideous and terrifying!

Bang!

Lin Ming's patience was polished, and his five fingers exerted force, and he easily broke the neck of Chasing the Wind, and then threw it violently, rolling in the thunder sea.

"Ah!" Chasing Wind screamed and struggled on the ground like a lamb to the slaughter.

Click!

As long as the chasing wind moves, it will cause bone cracks, causing severe pain all over the body.

At this time, Lin Ming came over, without the slightest politeness, and raised his foot and kicked it.

Bang!

Chasing the wind grinned in pain, and under this gravity, he felt his whole face contort.

However, in the process, Chasing the wind gritted his teeth and refused to beg for mercy.

Of course, Lin Ming didn't care about this, you know, the opponent stood at the peak of martial arts, known as Tianjiao, the so-called killable but not humiliating, if it was so easy to suppress, it would surprise him.

"Lin Ming, are you arrogant by doing this?" Lin Qinghe's face was gloomy and he walked into the sea of thunder.

After the Great War, this place is in ruins!

Lin Ming raised his head and said coldly: "The law of the wasteland is that the strong are born and the weak die, didn't you teach me?"

Immediately, Lin Ming scratched his head, "My lord, I haven't forgotten what I can't remember, right?"

Lin Qinghe said: "Let go of chasing the wind, I don't want to see you fall deeper and deeper!"

"Come to war!" Lin Ming said coldly, and then kicked Chasing Feng away, and took off the bow and arrow on his back, with the intention of doing it if he didn't agree.

Lin Qinghe said: "I am a brother and sister with the Great Elder, no matter what, I will not suppress his heirs." ”

For this kind of words, if Lin Ming chooses to believe it, it will really be a hell of a life. Needless to say, Lin Ming knew that he was an extremely insidious and cunning dangerous person, which had already been proven by his former master.

Lin Ming suddenly let go of the bowstring, and then shot an arrow, which was just made of ordinary materials, Lin Ming didn't hope that it could cause damage to the half-step immortal family.

I saw Lin Qinghe wave his hand lightly, and in front of him, a violent wind suddenly blew, and the arrows were shattered in an instant.

Rumble.

Lin Ming gasped, you must know that the opponent at this time is a half-step immortal family, and his strength is terrifying, far stronger than chasing the wind on the first day.

Therefore, Lin Ming didn't dare to underestimate it, he secretly gathered momentum and strengthened the thunder and lightning to an unprecedented level.

Thundered!

It was really terrifying, and even the sky was eclipsed at this moment, causing lightning and thunder to resound through the sky.

Lin Qinghe frowned, he was very strange, what happened to make a waste reborn and enter the ranks of Tianjiao?

The wasteland is too big, there are ancient gods and demons ruins, since ancient times, there will always be some people who are lucky against the sky to be created, and directly embark on the peak of life, although this kind of thing is very rare, but it is difficult to guarantee that it will not happen in this life, Lin Qinghe's eyes are red, obviously jealous, he suddenly changed his mind, and gradually dispelled the murderous intention, he felt that if he could capture Lin Mingsheng alive, dig out the secret, and then take it for himself, then he would also be able to look at the world.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Qinghe couldn't control it and laughed.

Lin Ming was surprised, thinking that the other party had suddenly gone crazy, so he hurriedly retreated, looking like he was hiding from the plague.

"Sheep has a seizure? It seems that the new head of the family doesn't have this problem, could it be said that he has gone crazy in practice, and this possibility is more reliable. Lin Ming gasped, and in order to prevent the other party from suddenly attacking, he began to retreat, keeping a distance as much as possible.

"Lin Ming, those who know the times are Junjie, now Songlin Town is my world, here, I am high, today I am merciful, give you a chance, how about supporting me as the king?" Lin Qinghe said coldly.

Lin Ming spat and spat with a look of disdain: "It's just a pseudo-immortal, isn't it a small tone." ”

"Presumptuous!" Lin Qinghe was stimulated, his face suddenly changed, and then he shouted violently.

I saw that Lin Ming was also anxious suddenly, his eyes widened, and he glared fiercely.

"Holy Fire Sword?"