Phew!

The giant sword emitted an aura of destruction, and the moment it pierced the shield, Lin Ming's breathing was short, and he felt the danger of death.

"Poof!" At this moment, Lin Ming was injured, and what was worse was that his spiritual power was almost exhausted, and he could only watch as the shield gradually dimmed and was suppressed by the giant sword.

"Die!" At this time, Chasing Wind dragged his extremely weak body and finally moved away from the center of the vortex.

He can finally breathe a sigh of relief, if nothing else, when the giant sword breaks the shield, everything will be destined to be swept away, he is full of confidence, not to mention that Lin Ming is not a martial arts Mahayana powerhouse, even if there is nothing to fear? For so many years, there are not many strong enemies who have died at his hands, if you look at the ranking, it is really not enough to be afraid of Lin Ming's cultivation realm!

"Strange, it's just an ant on the road of life, what do I have to be nervous about?" This blow is the strongest means of chasing the wind, and it has made countless warriors hate, and Lin Ming is really mediocre in the torrent, even if a miracle happens, the giant sword can sweep everything and kill his enemies.

In fact, the giant sword really didn't disappoint, it suddenly went berserk, emitting blazing flames, and gradually had the courage to devour, only to see that the surviving warriors were pale and weak, as if they had been frightened and were desperately fleeing with their lives.

Treating the warriors around him who were unable to form an army, Chasing Feng was very disdainful, treating them all as a rabble, and it was not a pity to die, and people like this deserved to become cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Even the contemporary head of the family in Songlin Town, Lin Qinghe, who was almost about to reach the Immortal Dao, also deeply recognized this point of view, so that he could indifferently gaze at the countless people struggling in dire straits, screaming again and again, and finally still unable to escape the judgment of death.

The wasteland is a place abandoned by gods and demons, and for thousands of years, there have been constant wars, and it is precisely because of such a harsh environment that it has created an endless stream of ruthless people for generations.

"Chasing the wind, well done, take down this son in one go, you are the hero of my Songlin Town, and you will show the status of the first day!" Lin Qinghe sneered, without the slightest sense of blame for chasing the wind.

On the contrary, from the bottom of my heart, I appreciate it very much, which may be the resonance of the ruthless world.

Those martial artists who had stayed away from the whirlpool were very spineless, and they all gathered towards Lin Qinghe's location, and they were regrouping.

"Click!"

The shield suddenly exploded, and what was even more terrifying was that at this moment, the spiritual power in Lin Ming's body was completely exhausted, and under the sweep of the giant sword, the thunder and lightning were dimmed, and there were signs of extinguishment.

"Poof!" Lin Ming couldn't resist, spurting out a mouthful of blood, his scalp was messy, and he was in a precarious situation.

At the same time, Chasing Wind looked indifferent, and he was very good at seizing the opportunity to strengthen the attack of the giant sword again.

Lin Ming gasped, at this moment, he felt the breath of death, and the powerful coercion permeated all around, gradually swallowing up the only thunder and lightning, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be eclipsed.

"I'm afraid I'm the most failed traverser ever, right?" Lin Ming sneered, between life and death, the only thing he couldn't let go of was the sword spirit that was still trapped in the sword mound, once upon a time, he made a vow that one day, he would leave with the sword spirit, but the reality is always cruel, and not all wishes will come true.

Lin Ming sighed, at this moment, there was a strong reluctance in his heart, some pictures about the sword spirit suddenly appeared in his mind, endlessly, with a bang, Lin Ming was awakened and returned to reality.

"Ahh

Lin Ming couldn't bear it, his heart was collapsing, as if there was a mysterious energy hidden in his body, and he suddenly woke up at this moment.

"Click!"

The giant sword crushed the shield and slashed at Lin Ming with an invincible momentum, but between the lightning and flint, the dust was filled, and a roar suddenly came out, and when the giant sword slashed, I saw that Lin Ming was still motionless, emitting violent thunder and lightning all over his body.

At this moment, Lin Ming was extremely strong, and he suppressed the giant sword in an instant, and under the divine power, even the Mahayana martial artist chasing the wind was also affected, and he was shocked and injured, and he couldn't help but spurt blood.

Even Lin Ming himself was at a loss, thinking that he was about to lose, but in this lightning, a shocking reversal occurred.

"Am I going to break the game?" After Lin Ming was shocked, he was in ecstasy, trying to sense the spiritual sea in his body, which was bottomless, as if it was inexhaustible.

Lin Ming gasped, this sudden change was difficult for him to accept for a while, you must know that just now, he was still in a dead end, suppressed by the giant sword, and was at risk of being slaughtered at any time.

But now, the battlefield has been reshuffled, who is the king and who is Kou has become confusing, and everything happened suddenly, not only made Lin Ming feel unbelievable, but even the cold-blooded chasing wind suddenly turned black and his brain went blank.

After the spiritual power was replenished, Lin Ming swept away the previous bald waste, and began to radiate and radiant, eager to have a fierce battle.

"Was it the first day? Is this something to be proud of? so vulnerable, in my opinion, it should be renamed the first fanatic!" Lin Ming sneered, at this time he was no longer lacking in spiritual power, when the shield was reformed, it became even stronger, even more than just now.

All this, seeing in the eyes of chasing the wind, made him feel a huge pressure, under the advantages of one or the other, even the Mahayana martial artists did not dare to fight the front, once they fell in, it was very likely to be grinded to death.

Chasing the wind's swordsmanship has always been invincible, invincible in the same rank, invincible, he has never suffered defeat over the years, so it is understandable that it is difficult to accept it for a while.

"Kill!" Chasing the wind hesitated for a long time, and finally roared, still carrying the sword and walking towards the ruins.

After the baptism of thunder and lightning, Lin Ming became even more powerful, and at this time, his spiritual sea could be described as endless, reaching an unprecedented level.

Lin Ming gasped, and at the same time, his cultivation was also skyrocketing all the way, breaking through the shackles one after another, making him successfully become a Mahayana martial artist.

"I'll strike a fatal blow, Holy Fire Sword!" Chasing Wind suddenly appeared in front of Lin Ming's eyes and shouted violently.

Lin Ming's eyes were cold, and he said, "It's good to come, I'm lacking a strong enemy to test my strengthened martial arts." ”

Chasing Feng's face suddenly darkened, you must know that in the entire Pine Forest Town, his reputation has long been known, and he has the title of invincible at the same level.

But now, he is caricatured by the waste that he once regarded as an "ant", which is undoubtedly not trampling on his arrogant dignity.

Chasing the wind said angrily: "Just you, I'm afraid you're not qualified to be my opponent, give it to me...... Die!"