Martial World's
Ch 447 - Possibly the Art of Halberd
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Two months later, at the edge of the spiritual forest, the South Sea Demon Region had just set up a new fortress here 10 days ago. The edge of the spiritual forest was a relatively safe location.
The moon shone in the sky, the stars shone, and in the forest, the sound of conversation floated through the trees.
"That damned Blood Demon, he really made everyone uneasy. I don't know him, but he really messed us up. Every three or four days we have to change the location. "The one who spoke was a black armored man holding a spear in his hand.
This black armor and spear were common battlefield equipment given to the warriors of the South Sea Demon Region. The Blood Demon spoken of by the black armored man was a mysterious assassin who had haunted the South Sea Demon Region martial artists for the past few months; everyone was panicking on his name. This person was cruel, savage, and every time he killed someone he would suck up all of their blood essence. This was why he was named the Blood Demon.
Another black armored martial artist shook his head and said, "There's nothing to complain about, this is what war is like. Our Blood Bone, Viper, and Nightmare parties are also the same. They had killed South Horizon Region martial artists until they dared not show their faces. Now most of them had resigned to the War Alliance headquarters and were too afraid to come out. ”
Since the Blood Demon was extremely ruthless, the Three Great Demon Region of the South Sea would naturally not sit idly by and let this happen. They also killed a large number of War Alliance soldiers. Although the Wartime Alliance had a large number of martial artists, it was a bag of extremely diverse qualities. The majority were rank two or rank three warriors. Compared to the masters of the Three Great Demon Region of the South Sea, they were only cannon fodder.
"I wonder how strong the Blood Bone, Viper, and Nightmare are compared to that Blood Demon?"
"Who knows? The Blood Demon was extremely powerful, and also extremely mysterious. In fact, no one knew if he was one man or one troop. It would be best if the sect could send a Revolving Core Elder to South Aurora Island to clear this Blood Demon. "The word black-armored martial artist. The South Aurora Battlefield could not be considered important, all it had was a deposit of medium-level intermediate essence stone veins as well as a plot of spiritual forest. South Aurora Island was absolutely unimportant to the war situation, and even if it was taken would not help much, so why would a Core Revolving powerhouse come? Not only that, but finding this Blood Demon within thousands of miles was no easy task.
“Hey, don't rely on that Revolving Core Elder to do anything. Who knows what the old men did. The battlefront had stopped here on Blood Demon Island and South Aurora Island for nearly half a year, yet they had not advanced in the slightest. If this continued, life would only be in vain on the battlefield. Divine Phoenix Island and the South Sea Demon Region were much smarter. They rarely used their disciples, and instead used smaller sect disciples as cannon fodder! "
The black armored martial artist carelessly said, his tone filled with grievances and dissatisfaction. When she finished speaking, she dragged a forest fairy girl into a tent, and the sound of clothes tearing and crying followed.
The captain of the black armored man frowned, "Old Seven, stop messing around, if you want to play with women then return to the base!"
“Hey, this is how I am. If I can't relax like this then what's the point of living. And if the Blood Demon really comes, our troops will not be able to deal with it. Captain, your cultivation is in the Xiantian realm, and on the side .. ”
As the man in the tent spoke to here, his voice was cut off!
Whah!
The head of a man rolled onto the ground, and blood spurted out from his body like a fountain, spraying the entire face of the forest fairy girl.
"Geeh!"
The young girl screamed in horror.
"Old Seven!" The black armored captain was shocked. He rushed into the tent and saw Old Seven's head rolling on the ground like a rubber ball. Her body was still stiff, and her hands were still holding onto the young girl's clothes as she trembled in fear.
"Aah!"
As the black armored man rushed into the tent, he heard two miserable screams from outside. Two peak Houtian Demon Region martial artists had also been killed in cold blood.
"Cursing!"
The entire body of the black armored man erupted with true essence. He developed his spear and rushed out just in time to see the bodies of his two brothers burst open, and two bloody symbols flew out from their bodies. It was clear that these bloody symbols had ripped the bodies of his brothers.
"Devil of Blood!" The black-armored man's eyes were filled with a crazy light, "Everyone under Xiantian, spread out!"
The black armored man issued this order which he thought was wise, yet it was meaningless. As long as it was a peak Houtian or half-step Xiantian martial artist, as long as they were struck by this blood symbol, it would be fatal! Their speed was simply no faster than this blood symbol!
Blood symbols danced in the air and blood splattered. In just two breaths of time, almost everyone under the Xiantian kingdom in his army was killed.
"Sister, he's there!" There was a shadow in the forest holding a spear nearly 10 feet long. As this shadow stood within the trees, half of his face was covered by darkness and the others were covered by the agile moonlight, he looked like a murderous god.
Twelve Blood Drinking Seals flew back into the air, revolving around the edge of the spear. This Blood Drinking Seal was basically a mass of energy, and also the foundation that all 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' relied on'.
The stronger the Blood Drinking Seals, the stronger the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' would become. Not only did the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' contain skills, but also cultivation methods. Otherwise, if one were only skilled at moving, they would at most be able to defeat martial artists of the same level. Against the suppression of absolute power, it would all be for naught.
Just reaching the pinnacle of style in the art of halberds cannot be called the art of the top halberd.
These 12 Blood Drinking Seals that revolved around his spear were the final result after Lin Ming spent two whole months refining them. In these two months, Lin Ming rarely went to war with the Fire Axe Army. To him, Fire Axad's main role was to provide information.
Facing the sudden arrival of the Blood Devils, the black armored man panicked and fled hurriedly. He did not even pay attention to Lin Ming's cultivation.
All he knew was that in just two short breaths, Lin Ming had annihilated every martial artist under the Xiantian realm. This was a power far greater than what he had imagined. He originally thought that with his late Xiantian cultivation and with the help of his troops, he would be able to fight the Blood Demon. But now, it seemed like it was just wishful thinking!
"Split up and escape!" As the black armored captain shouted out an order, Lin Ming had already rushed forward.
All that remained were the three Xiantian masters. Lin Ming chose the weakest, early Xiantian realm master.
Martial intent samsara!
The spear was swept away, the head flying high!
At this moment, a middle Xiantian martial artist had escaped by about 50 steps!
"Strike Halberd Primeval!"
Lin Ming held onto his spear, and the 12 Blood Drinking Seals began to spin on the spear blades, forming a swirling red vortex! All the space around the Blood Drinking Seal started to warp. The Xiantian martial artist who flew away felt as if an invisible force was pulling at his body, greatly reducing his speed.
This .... What happened !?
The martial artist was terrified! The space around him became thick and lumpy like tar. It was as if he was a fly caught in a spider web. No matter how he tried to fly, he could not move fast!
Not only was it him, but the black armored captain was the same.
At this moment, they could no longer wonder what the reason was, the obnoxious killing intent had locked onto them.
The middle black-armored Xiantian realm artist turned to look at Lin Ming's spear thrust towards him. The spear was extremely slow, he wanted to lift his spear to block, but at that moment, the spear seemed to pass through space, instantly appearing in front of the black armored martial artist!
Huh!
Blood is sprayed into the air. The black armored martial artist was in complete disbelief at the spear embedded in his chest. This chaotic speed that confused his mind seemed even crazier than the pain in his chest.
How this can happen …
It was the black armored martial artist's last thought as Lin Ming twisted the spear in his hand, instantly tearing apart the heart of that black armored martial artist!
"Second Brother!"
The black-armored captain's eyes were red with anger. His body felt like it was being suppressed by a sticky force. He could not fly quickly, and could only watch in helplessness as his brother died in front of him.
"Death!"
The black armored captain knew that he could not escape. In his desperation, he desperately pushed his true essence to the limit and swept his spear towards Lin Ming.
Lin Ming moved his spear to meet the attack. On the blade of the spear, the Blood Drinking Sea Dog danced.
Whah!
Spears and spears intersect! The Blood Drinking Seal fell on the spear, and at that moment, the black armored captain felt like his spear was stuck in stone – he could not pull it back.
"Dead!"
Lin Ming swept his spear. The black armored captain shouted, threw out his spear and retreated.
Whoosh –
The Blood Drinking Seal floated from the spear and attached itself to the spear. Lin Ming thrust out his spear, and the black armored captain felt the space around him tight as if it was collapsing around him. He could not dodge this spear attack!
"Geeh!"
The black armored captain cried out miserably. He punched Lin Ming!
But how could blood and flesh be as strong as weapons? Not only that, but there was a strange Blood Drinking Seal attached to Lin Ming's spear.
The peng!
The black-armed captain's fist exploded into bloody chaos. The spear pierced through his head, instantly extinguishing his life!
The Thunder Demon Blood Extinguisher shot out, entering into the body of the black armored captain. It was silent for a moment, and then the body of the black armored captain suddenly shook. Blood mist sprayed into the air, and then condensed into the 13th Blood Drinking Seal!
At the same time, all of the martial artists that Lin Ming had slaughtered had their blood essence sucked up by the Thunder Extinguishing Blood Extinguisher, which he had slaughtered, it turned into a stream of pure energy that nourished the other 12 Blood Drinking Seals.
As Lin Ming looked at this 13th Blood Drinking Seal that floated in the air, he waved his hand and collected all the Blood Drinking Seals. “Now I'm stuck in the earliest part of the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'. Thirteen Blood Drinking Seals is about my limit. If I make it again, I won't be able to control them. The death of the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' was far greater than the 'Vermillion Bird Forbidden Divine Chronicle', otherwise, it would be, if I had to deal with so many enemies at the same time and they decided to escape, there was no way I would be able to stop them all without the Strike Halberd Primeval. ”
The killing potential of the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' was much higher than the 'Vermillion Bird Forbidden Divine Chronicle'. But, that did not mean that Vermillion Bird's 'Forbidden Divine Chronicle' was worse than the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'.
This was mainly because the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' was basically biased towards killing moves and styles; it was not very good in terms of increasing one's cultivation. 'The 'Vermillion Bird Forbidden Divine Chronicle' was mainly used to nurture dantian and make breakthroughs in cultivation. Skills like Phoenix Wings Ascending Sky and 10,000 Flames Burning World were additional abilities. Both emphasize different aspects.
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