Martial World's
Ch 345 - The Art of Thunder Breaking
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"You ... Who are you?"
Huang Zixuan looked at Lin Ming, worried. Before they chased him to this extent, in an instant when they were fighting, he could not clearly see Lin Ming's cultivation. But now that Lin Ming was in front of him, he saw that he was in the late Pulse Condensation period.
For someone who had just entered the Pulse Condensation period to be able to completely swallow the Crushed Demon Heart Crystal with that cultivation and not die, but also have the power to suppress it afterwards … is there really such a person in this world?
Lin Ming wasted no time responding to Huang Zixuan's nonsense After he swallowed the Shattered Demon Heart Crystal and got angry, he had to produce new blood. Although he had smoothly entered the late Pulse Condensation period, the process of creating new blood after tempering his marrow had exhausted almost all of his true essence. Now the energy he used was almost pure from the compressed true essence hidden within the Heretical God Seed. But, this kind of true essence would be consumed quickly. It was the same as opening the – Heretical God Army it was impossible for it to last for long.
Lin Ming's right hand shook, the Purple Comet Spear flew forward!
Azure's true essence howled in the air, the space around the spearpoint began to tremble.
Huang Zixuan's skin sank. He coldly said, “It looks like you want to die quickly. You think you won against me with just one move? Don't force me to use the forbidden technique of the Moon Seizing Sect! We'll both die together! "
Hearing the words 'forbidden technique', Lin Ming did not respond, but Zhou Xinyu paled. Clearly, this forbidden technique mentioned by Huang Zixuan was not a fake.
"Sir Lin, the forbidden technique of the Moon Seizing Sect was obtained in the same year they invaded Silent Demon Emperor City. That was half of the secret demon jade skill slip they obtained, the 'Blood Shadow Great Technique'. You can kill 1000 with a loss of 800. In order to use it, one had to sacrifice their life force and cultivation as a price. The power of this skill is very strong! '' Zhou Xinyu quickly said to Lin Ming through a true essence sound transmission. This battle would naturally be decided by Lin Ming, he just wanted to tell him.
Huang Zixuan could guess from Zhou Xinyu's facial expression that she used a true essence sound transmission to talk to Lin Ming, and then an arrogant smile appeared on her face. He threatened to say, “Nak, let me give you a tip. Once I use this technique, you will die without a doubt. But, I don't want to hurt my life and cultivation. Compared to my life, the treasures that the Moon Seizing Sect left behind are naturally insignificant! If you are willing to agree to a ceasefire, then I'll let you go. You can even take some treasure. Otherwise ... you will die! "
Lin Ming did not respond to Huang Zixuan with words. They the only thing that responded to him was Lin Ming's spear, billowing with the power of rolling and shooting!
Hong is so long!
The air shook, true essence howled.
Huang Zixuan's face shone with a horrifying expression, "You've forced my hand! The Blood Shadow Great Art! ”
Whah!
Countless bloodlines suddenly appeared on Huang Zixuan's arm. His true essence fused with blood, becoming a bloody mist. Suddenly, the black fog that surrounded his body turned into a bright deep red color.
Huang Zixuan's eyes turned blood red, her hand muscles bulged, her nails extending like demon claws. His sight was full of bloodlust. This Great Blood Shadow Art would not only damage one's life and cultivation, but would also affect their will. Once they used it, they would not be able to control the desire to slaughter and the raging bloodlust in their hearts.
"Dead!"
Huang Zixuan rushed out with a punch. A huge red devil claw flew towards Lin Ming, accompanied by ghostly wails and cries, and waves of wind and bloody air.
This blood breeze is not an illusion, but really Huang Zixuan's blood –.
As Lin Ming faced these dark red demon claws, his vision narrowed.
"You—!"
The deafening roar of the dragon impacted the sky. At that moment, the dragon's cry broke the clouds and split the stone, the overwhelming power of the dragon filled the endless space, shocking the minds and bodies of anyone who heard it.
The brief moment was like an illusion, like a dream. The Purple Flood Dragon Divine Thunder hiding within the perverted Seed God roared forward, turning into the shadow of the Purple Flood Dragon as it clashed with the demon claws.
Bang out!
Red demon claws broke out, shock waves surging in all directions. Broken rocks flew everywhere, and all the ground within a few tens of feet was either overturned or crushed. But amidst the bloody mist, the Purple Flood Dragon Divine Thunder broke through, smashing into Huang Zixuan.
Huang Zixuan's face immediately paled, "What kind of thunder is this !?"
The power of thunder was the element that most suppressed ghosts, evil, and demonic creatures. During a storm, ghosts cannot be born. Those who developed demon arts or ghost arts often turned to ashes and were extinguished when facing heavenly tribulation during their thunder calamity. As for the Purple Flood Dragon Divine Thunder, it was a high-tier Thunder Soul, and it also contained the incomparable and inherent power of a dragon. Lin Ming's blood also fused with the True Dragon's blood. How could a small novice demon art possibly reject him? Let alone Huang Zixuan who only had half of the entirety.
Facing the roaring Purple Flood Dragon Thunder, Huang Zixuan had no time to think. He bit his tongue and took out his blood essence. The black and red fog turned into a bloody shield in front of him, blocking the attacks of the Purple Flood Dragon Divine Thunder.
Bang out!
The shield is destroyed. Huang Zixuan cried sadly as she flew backwards. Lin Ming did not give him the smallest chance to catch his breath. He immediately displayed the Golden Roc Destroying Void, and his body lit up when he appeared near Huang Zixuan, his spear piercing out!
The power of thunder and fire burst out. Lin Ming used 20% of true Thunderfire Destruction!
A terrifying energy shot out from the spear, forming a vacuum in space. Huang Zixuan's face changed. He gathered his last strength to counterattack. He slashed down with his demonic claws, dodging the Purple Comet Spear to grab Lin Ming's ribs. Attacking Lin Ming's main body was the only way to force Lin Ming to retreat.
However, how could Lin Ming give him such hope? Lin Ming's hand loosened and he suddenly charged backwards, a red-flamed chain appearing on the tip of the long spear. He had fired the Purple Comet Spear!
Engaged!
The Purple Comet Spear easily pierced through Huang Zixuan's body. The strength of the 20% Thunderfire Annihilation did not explode, but it turned into maniacal and brutal energy that entered Huang Zixuan's body, tearing all of his organs and meridians into pieces.
Ka's!
The crimson chain tightened, and the Purple Comet Spear came off. As the spear came out, blood rained down on the floor, and Huang Zixuan's corpse fell to the ground.
Seeing Huang Zixuan's blood dyeing the stone red, the handler and third brother Huang Zixuan turned pale. They couldn't believe everything that had just happened. An outer court elder of the Moon Seizing Sect, Huang Zixuan, whose strength reached the limit of the Houtian realm was actually killed in less than 10 breaths of time by a young boy! ??!
The battle is fast, the movement is fierce. It was confusing and unexpected!
But at this moment, Lin Ming turned his head, a cold gaze coming out. Everyone who followed Huang Zixuan felt their hearts had jumped down their throats.
But at this moment, Lin Ming turned his head, a cold gaze coming out. Everyone who followed Huang Zixuan felt their hearts had jumped down their throats.
The hawk charmer was frightened to the point where he immediately slumped to the ground, but the other two Houtian masters glanced at each other, and without a word, did not, launching their movement techniques and flying in different directions, quickly escaping!
"You want to run?"
Lin Ming sneered, then activated the Golden Roc Destroying Void movement technique and Wind Concept. He would first let the middle world Houtian was in control for now, and chase after the late Houtian man called Third Brother!
Lin Ming's speed wasn't where his strength was, but it was only relative to monstrous geniuses whose speed reached the limit, like Jiang Baoyun. Now, with Lin Ming's cultivation continuously breaking through, along with his understanding of the Concept of Wind having increased, how could an ordinary late Houtian master compare to him?
As the two fled, Lin Ming immediately caught up in just a dozen breaths of time.
The spear stabbed out.
Flowing like Silk!
10,000 vibrating threads of true essence roared into the area, weaving into an inescapable net, instantly blocking the man's path.
"Aah!"
Third brother cried out in despair, his sword slashing the blue true essence. However, that blue true essence was extremely difficult – how could he cut it? Not only that, but when he bumped into it, a terrifying vibrating force moved his weapon, causing his blood to churn and his weapon to almost slip out of his hand.
"Don't!"
In the moment of life or death, the third brother cried out in despair. However, Lin Ming showed no mercy. The spear pierced through the man's dantian, twisting his true essence. The man's dantian broke, and he bled from the head, immediately dying.
Lin Ming took the man's spatial ring and then took out his spear. He turned the other way to chase the middle Houtian martial artist.
Although Lin Ming's cultivation had reached the late Pulse Condensation period, with his strength chasing one person was fine, but chasing two was somewhat troublesome. With Lin Ming's current strength of soul power, he had yet to be able to completely lock onto someone. This vast barren mountain had valleys and rock cliffs everywhere. If this man was looking for a place to hide, then it would be very difficult to find him.
However, Lin Ming was not alone; he also had the Winged Flood Dragon.
At the same time that Lin Ming was chasing after the third brother, Chi Yan was following the middle Houtian master Although Chi Yan was still a child, he said, it also had the strength of an ordinary Houtian martial artist of this sect. It can actually follow and chase a middle Houtian master.
After being followed by Chi Yan, the man was extremely anxious. With his limited strength, he could do nothing about Chi Yan. He had attacked several times without success. Instead, he was just wasting time.
And at this moment, Lin Ming arrived. He carried the Purple Comet Spear that was stained with red blood. His entire body was covered in cloth, and the aura he was emitting was the same as that of a blood-crazy demon.
Seeing him, the man was frightened because of his wits.
"Young Hero please forgive me, I was only forced by Huang Zixuan! I'm not guilty…"
His voice suddenly ended here. Lin Ming stabbed with his spear, instantly smashing the man's dantian into pieces!
"Non-faulty?" Lin Min sneered.
In this world, no one is innocent.
If a man tried to kill another person for their own benefit, then they should prepare to die instead.
To be filled with such bloodlust and joy as when killing someone, but actually declaring themselves innocent when they are at the door of death.
Lin Ming took out this man's spatial ring, jumped on top of Chi Yan, and flew back.
Huang Zixuan was dead, and all her hopes were with him. Huang Sanping's wrist was shattered by Lin Ming. To a normal Pulse Condensation martial artist, a broken wrist was not a fatal wound. But before this, Huang Sanping had already suffered an extreme attack from Lin Ming, and had spat out a lot of blood and innards. Now that there were wounds piling up on top of his old wounds, he no longer had the strength to resist.
Seeing Lin Ming return, Huang Sanping's face showed a touch of despair and fear, just like a man on the grounds of execution who had been sentenced to death.
Few people were not afraid of death, especially the talents of promising sects. Huang Sanping's lips trembled, and his voice trembled as he asked, "You .. You're Lin Ming?"
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