Martial World

"That Lin Ming can actually control the power of thunder!"

"It turns out that he is a thunder warrior, this is his trump card!"

"Looking at the thickness of the electric snake, it's probably 5th grade, or even 6th grade. .+? (.+bsp;\\s*"

The people in the audience were talking about it. For the people in the Seven Profound Valley, Thunder-type warriors are not too rare, but the rare ones are the 6th rank of Thunder-type warriors.

In the Seven Profound Valley Hall, Mu Qinghong smiled and looked at the electric snake dancing on Lin Ming's body, "This little guy actually waited until the final to use the power of thunder."

At this point, it can be considered that Lin Ming's identity has been completely affirmed. The iconic thing that Mu Qianyu described about Lin Ming was the power of thunder. Mu Qianyu speculated that Lin Ming's degree of compatibility with the vitality of thunder was not inferior to her degree of compatibility with the vitality of fire, that is, it was above the seventh rank!

This is definitely a monster-level talent!

Regardless of Lin Ming's martial intent and leapfrog fighting ability, just his talent and talent in Thunder's vitality were enough to make a large sect pay a lot of resources to absorb him.

Mu Qinghong glanced at Shi Zongtian beside him, there was no special reaction from the other party, a slight arc appeared at the corner of Mu Qinghong's mouth, if Shi Zongtian knew that Lin Ming had controlled the Thunder-level Thunder Spirit of the Purple Flood Dragon, he would have sat down long ago. Stop it.

In the center of the arena, Lin Ming danced with electric snakes all over his body, and his hair fluttered up wantonly. He looked like a demon god coming from lightning. "The power of thunder, specializing in the suppression of ghosts and feminine energy, your Hehuan Zong exercise, every time you use it, it is accompanied by ghosts crying and screaming. It is being restrained by my power. I see how you can block it!"

A cold light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes. The thunder and lightning wrapped around the body emit a dazzling purple light, as if the purple sun is in the sky!

Jinpeng breaks the void——

The speed reaches the limit in an instant!

A series of shadows of Lin Ming were dragged out of the arena, and lightning flashed on every shadow!

"Zizzizi!"

The dancing power of thunder and lightning stabbed Ouyang Zifeng like a sharp sword.

"Zheng!" Ouyang Zifeng pulled out the sword from the snakeskin scabbard, which was a blood-red four-foot long sword.

Ouyang Zifeng is out!

Pretend to have the capital to pretend,

Only one person could force him to draw his sword before. But now facing Lin Ming, Ouyang Zifeng couldn't hold it any longer. Not to mention not drawing a sword, even drawing a sword might not stop him.

Ouyang Zifeng also launched the limit speed, and the sharp sword and the power of thunder launched fierce collisions again and again!

"Pumppump!"

The audience can only see the vague shadows of the two. There is also the flashing purple electricity in the arena!

"What's going on in the ring, who has the upper hand?"

"I don't know, since Lin Ming can force Ouyang Zifeng to draw his sword, he is quite capable. He shouldn't be too disadvantaged and can last for a while."

"Disadvantage? For a period of time? You said that Lin Ming, who was born in the thirty-six countries, has the disadvantage? You fool, wait and see, then Ouyang Zifeng is a dish!"

It was the warriors from the Thirty-six Nations who spoke and refuted. In the past few days, the warriors of the Thirty-six Nations have been angry in the Seven Profound Valley. How could they miss such an opportunity to raise their eyebrows.

"Hmph, don't be too happy, even if Ouyang Zifeng loses to Lin Ming, it won't be much different. When our direct disciples come on stage, we'll let you know what despair is!"

In advance of the seven direct disciples, the warriors from the thirty-six countries stopped talking. These days, the strength of the seven direct disciples was vividly visible, even if they had full confidence in Lin Ming. He didn't have the confidence to fight, so he could only grumble a few harsh words, and then stopped talking.

In the field, Ouyang Zifeng only defended and did not attack. It wasn't because he didn't want to attack, but because he couldn't attack at all. The accumulated yin energy would be instantly dispersed by lightning. Under such fierce competition, the real energy in his body was quickly consumed.

"This guy, unleashing so much power of thunder, I'm afraid it will consume more than me. As long as I persevere, it may not be me who loses!"

Ouyang Zifeng had just had this thought, but he heard Lin Ming say, "Are you just hiding? I've been waiting for your so-called 'trump card'. If you don't use it, then I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Lin Ming's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and all the purple electric snakes around him gathered around the fist, bursting with dazzling purple light. Five thousand strands of vibrating real energy surged out, intertwined with the energy of thunder, turning into pure purple.

This is the combination of Body Shattering Fist and the power of thunder!

"Crazy!" Ouyang Zifeng raised a mouthful of True Essence, the long sword was burning with purple flames, and the sound of ghost crying came from the sword body.

"Nether Strike!"

Ouyang Zifeng forcibly endured the numbness in his body caused by the thunder and lightning, and stabbed out this sword. A grimacing face burning with purple fire bit Lin Ming.

Lin Ming didn't even look at it, he just punched it out.

"boom!"

The five thousand pure purple real essence rushed out like a vicious purple flood dragon, poured into the grimace, and directly tore the grimace to shreds!

Immediately afterwards, the purple true essence broke through Ouyang Zifeng's body-protecting yin qi, and poured into Ouyang Zifeng's body unstoppably.

Ouyang Zifeng's body was shocked, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew several dozen feet away. After landing, he was almost unsteady. He knelt on one knee and held the long sword in one hand, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

At that moment, Ouyang Zifeng's body was almost torn apart, and he almost thought he was going to die.

Lin Ming stretched out his hand, and the purple real energy rushed out of Ouyang Zifeng's body and returned to his hand. As he absorbed the Purple Flood Dragon Thunder, his real energy could already be fused with Thunder at will. The power of thunder is also a matter of course.

"Lin Ming wins!"

The elder referee took a deep look at Lin Ming and announced that being able to defeat Ouyang Zifeng proves that Lin Ming has a great possibility to reach the top ten!

For a sixteen-year-old boy from thirty-six countries, this is a terrifying achievement.

Lin Ming turned around and stepped down.

Although Lin Ming fought Ouyang Zifeng for a short period of time, in the end, Lin Ming won by a landslide.

"Ouyang Zifeng also lost! Could it be that this time, a rural warrior from thirty-six countries will really be in the top ten?"

"This guy, it is said that he beat Ouyang Zifeng's younger brother Ouyang Ziyun when he was in Nanhua Building. He beat him so he couldn't participate in the competition. Now he beat Ouyang Zifeng again. He really bullied people and bullied him to the door."

Seeing that Lin Ming's hopes of entering the top ten were growing, many of the Seven Profound Valley disciples were not convinced. Most of them were born in the Seven Profound Valley, and they were born with a sense of superiority, and looked down on the warriors from the Thirty-Six Nations and the Xiuwu Family.

But now, they have been eliminated, and a kid from thirty-six countries is competing for the top ten. It is like a prince from the capital who is slapped in the face by a nouveau riche from the countryside.

You must know that the top ten of the general sect will not only mean huge honors and rewards, but also mean that they will receive the attention and strong resource support of the sect in the future, which is the dream of many disciples.

If you can become a core disciple, not only will your cultivation level advance by leaps and bounds, but the beautiful female disciples of the Seven Profound Valleys will also come together to be picked by you. Perhaps it is because of the quenching of the body with true essence, and the appearance of female warriors with good talent will probably not be bad. , The female disciples of Qixuangu Huanzong and Qinzong are not short of beauties who are shocked by heaven and man, and they have a more dusty temperament than those rouge vulgar fans in the secular world.

The seven direct disciples and the core disciples of the Great Branch Sect won the top ten, they have nothing to say, but now, there is a country warrior from thirty-six countries who will also take the top ten.

The top ten disciples were almost destined to be recruited into the main sect and promoted to core disciples. Thinking that Lin Ming would share their resources and enjoy their women in the future, how could they swallow it?

The so-called envy, jealousy and hatred, this is the most appropriate portrayal in their hearts at this time.

"Wait, he won't be around for a long time. Ou Yangming, a direct disciple of the Hehuan Sect, has a good personal relationship with Ouyang Zifeng, and he will definitely take this breath out for Ouyang Zifeng. If Lin Ming is seriously injured, I see how he will fight for the front. ten."

These eliminated direct disciples could only curse in their hearts, hoping that Lin Ming was seriously injured and could no longer fight.

After Lin Ming, the referee announced the next match - Jiang Lanjian vs Sun Lin.

This time, the competition scene was boiling. Compared to Lin Ming's lukewarmness when he left the station just now, it formed a strong contrast. Jiang Lanjian's prestige in the Seven Profound Valley was by no means inferior to that of the seven direct disciples. Some weaker direct disciples, such as Huo Yanluo from Item Refining Sect and Fang Qi from Array Sect, are stronger.

After all, Item Refining Sect and Array Sect have to put a lot of energy into their auxiliary skills. The practice of this sect is not very powerful, but mainly focuses on Item Refining and Formation. It is not comparable to Jiang Lanjian, who is dedicated to cultivating swords and pursuing the best. Strong attack.

Jiang Lanjian appeared on the field. He was wearing a Tsing Yi that never changed. He held a three-foot-six-inch sword in his arms. He stood in the center of the arena, as if he was a sword himself. people!

Jiang Lanjian's opponent, Sun Lin, came from the Refining Sect and was the second disciple of the younger generation of the Refining Sect, second only to Huo Yanluo, the disciple of the Sect Master.

Sun Lin participated in the last General Zong Hui Wu, and got 22nd in the general list.

Now, his cultivation has gone further, and he has entered the final with a complete victory. It is no suspense that he will enter the top 20 of the general rankings this time, and even there is some hope of hitting the top ten.

"Jiang Lanjian, a disciple of the Sword Sect, please advise." No matter who the opponent is, Jiang Lanjian will give a sword salute before the battle.

"Senior Brother Jiang, I've made great progress in the past three years, so I'm not that easy to deal with." Sun Lin said with a smile. Being able to keep a smile in front of Jiang Lanjian is a great confidence in itself.

As Sun Lin said that, he took out the great sword in the Sumeru Ring. The fiery red great sword was four feet long. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, a scorching flame ignited. Come, some viewers who are close can't help but back away.

"The heat wave alone has such power. This Sun Lin is by no means an ordinary person. I'm afraid he is no worse than the Lin Ming just now."

"This year's General Sect Huiwu is really talented. Not only did the Thirty-Six Nations and Sixteen Xiuwu Clan have two geniuses, but the genius of our Seven Profound Valley General Sect has also surpassed the past." (To be continued)