Text Chapter 269: The King of Achievers

"call out."

Chihan's sword strikes from behind. This is the attack of Jing Lao. This person has a cultivation base of the Frost Law, and even his speech is cold, and he doesn't use a weapon. He is practicing Xuanbing Jue with bare hands. Can kill opponents.

Lin Muyu turned sideways to avoid it suddenly, and saw a ray of frost lingering fighting spirit flying past his nose, and landed in the rock beside him with a "bang", punching a hole abruptly, and quickly condensed frost on the rock , this old Jing's cultivation is indeed not to be underestimated.

...

"when."

Lin Muyu pulled out the Dragon Spirit Sword, slashed out a sword energy with a flick of his wrist, and continued to run forward while Jing Lao waved his palms to dispel it. This place is still very close to the camp, and this old Jing must be led to a farther place to clean up Drop it, or it will cause him unnecessary trouble.

"Are you scared?"

Jing Lao laughed wildly, his whole body filled with fighting spirit, a black wild beast martial soul was entrenched on his shoulders, his feet chased Lin Muyu vigorously, he laughed loudly: "What a righteous son of the emperor, he is just a dog, from now on , the emperor no longer has a righteous son."

Lin Muyu stopped suddenly, turned around and struck again with the sword, but only used 70% of his strength, causing Jing Lao to retreat several steps in a row, but he himself also retreated seven or eight steps in a row, which made it look like he was powerless, and he had to fight when he came out. If you have good acting skills, otherwise you will die very early. Lin Muyu hit a pine tree lightly, his body bounced back a little, with an "unwilling" look on his face, he said: "You... you killed me here, Someone will definitely find out, and then Father will definitely destroy the entire Seven Seas City to avenge me."

"Hahaha, ridiculous..."

Old Jing's face was full of contempt, and he slapped him head-on again, and shouted angrily: "What are you, just because you want the emperor to vent his anger on Qihai City, go ahead and dream."

However, Jing Lao felt a chill in his heart. He knew that Lin Muyu had to be killed today, otherwise the matter would be revealed, and neither Dijun nor Tang Lan would be able to bear such a big crime.

Jing Lao's palm was as fast as one palm, and the battle qi armor around Lin Muyu's body was slackened again and again, even a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Lin Muyu's mouth.

But he has been running away, has been retreating, and ran for nearly ten miles in a blink of an eye, away from the camp of Qihai City. Even Yingzhao Mountain was just a small hill in the moonlight. At this moment, Lin Muyu turned around suddenly, and his whole body His temperament seemed to change in an instant, and his fighting spirit suddenly rose to the peak level. With a light sway of his palm, the golden gourd martial soul came out through his body, and the mysterious tortoise shell and dragon scale wall were blessed one after another. .

"Boom."

Lin Muyu didn't lose the wind in this blow, and Jing Lao's palm landed on the gourd wall, and the light splashed, but the counter-shock force sent back from the gourd wall made Jing Lao's arms go numb, and he couldn't help feeling in his heart. I feel a little cold. Could it be that this kid has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger all this time?

"Show your real skills, or you will die very quickly." Lin Muyu smiled slightly, and the Dragon Spirit Sword in his hand made the sound of joyful sword soul, and at the same time, streams of seven luminous profound energy poured into the sword in his arm.

Jing Lao trembled all over, his whole face seemed to be distorted, and said: "Stinky boy, you bastard."

As he said that, Old Jing's face became even more distorted. Pointed horns protruded from his shoulders, piercing his body with blood, and a sharp horn appeared on the top of his head. His fighting spirit swelled up, and his muscles all swelled up. , at this moment, Mr. Jing doesn't look like a human being, but like an evil ghost.

"What?" Lin Muyu said lightly.

Old Jing sneered: "I don't even understand the combined state of the beast martial soul... I followed Lord Lan to fight in the north and south, and made many military exploits. No one on this continent knows the name of me, Sima Jing, you ignorant person!" , go to hell."

As he said that, Mr. Jing suddenly struck with his palm, and a fierce tiger appeared in his palm, and he roared angrily: "The fierce tiger is going down the mountain."

Fighting Qi was surging, this attack was not simple, obviously Jing Lao had greatly improved his cultivation by merging with his martial soul, the power of this attack was by no means inferior to the third heavenly realm.

Lin Muyu secretly mobilized his strength, and the seven luminous profound energy rushed into the long sword frantically, both hands suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword together, and blasted a head-on blow, which was exactly the thunder and turmoil that caused chaos.

"Boom."

Flames and frost shot up into the sky, illuminating the surroundings like daytime. Under the strong light, Jing Lao's face, which was neither human nor beast, looked even more ferocious.

"Pfft..." Lin Muyu vomited blood, and retreated a few steps, after all, she was inferior in strength.

But Old Jing was not much better, his arms were a little numb, Yi Yao Cang Sheng Luan's profound energy was very domineering, even if it couldn't hurt him, it wouldn't make him feel too good.

"Good boy, it really is a bit heavy."

Mr. Jing grinned ferociously, opened his palms together, streaks of frost lingered on his arms as if possessing spirituality, he laughed wildly determined to win: "Forcing me to become one with man and beast, now this is you Get ready to die."

Lin Muyu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, couldn't help smiling, and held the long sword again with both hands, the golden gourd martial soul lingered around, and the wind danced wildly, making his cloak fly up, the whole person was like a general descending from heaven, mighty and awe-inspiring , this time directly skipping the power of the second and third radiances, his spiritual power has been greatly improved with practice, and he can control the power of the fourth radiance. into the long sword, and at the same time the mysterious power of Si Yao ghosts and gods crying also surfaced on the sword body.

Elder Jing swelled his fighting spirit, his palms came together suddenly, his body speed increased dramatically, and he rushed over, shouting loudly: "Surrender, the ice will descend into the world."

Lin Muyu didn't say a word, and slashed out with a sword, and the real dragon, Yuanhuo and four Yao ghosts and gods cried.

The space seemed to have been distorted by Qiyao Xuanli, this small space completely became Lin Muyu's domain under the force field of Siyao Ghosts and Gods Crying, and the power of this move was naturally greatly enhanced.

"boom."

The ice and fire collided, and the momentum was overwhelming. The soaring flames and air waves strangled together with the ice and frost.

"Woo..."

Jing Lao let out a miserable howl, and the opponent's profound strength continued unceasingly, and after consuming the blow of Ice Falling into the World, he still had the strength to counterattack, directly causing Jing Lao to retreat with blood splashing from both arms, and was injured.

...

"Bastard, how could you beat this old man."

Jing Lao roared, more like a ferocious beast, suddenly covered the ground with his palms, the ground trembled suddenly, and the surrounding frost elements rushed towards Jing Lao's body.

Is this to use the frost power of the earth?

Lin Muyu was slightly taken aback, but he naturally had a way to deal with it. He raised his hand and put the long sword back into its sheath, and suddenly put his left arm across his chest. This arm reshaped by the divine power of the Xuanling Ruler not only contained profound power, but also The mighty power of the true dragon, under the urging of Lin Muyu's power, the whole arm is lingering with fire, and a golden true dragon is lingering around the arm, and at the same time, it suddenly concentrates the profound power of the Sanyao sentient beings. Power is surging towards Lin Muyu, whether it is spirit beasts, trees or strange stones with spiritual power, every ounce of power can be used by him, and this power of relying on nature is far beyond what Jing Lao can compare.

Jing Laowei raised his head and saw Lin Muyu standing on the spot, with dragon aura lingering on his left arm, his whole body trembled for a moment, he lowered his head, and tears welled up in his eyes: "Mr. Lan, I, Sima Jing, can no longer I have followed you to the north and south, and I wish you a safe life and no worries."

"Roar."

Old Jing rushed over suddenly, with an inhuman roar in his mouth, with five fingers open, endless chill gushed out from his palm, this is the killing intent of his move.

Lin Muyu raised her head and took a look, and suddenly exerted force on her feet, and her left arm blasted out with the mighty flame profound force.

"Boom."

The ground-shaking blows collided together, and even the place where the two people collided quickly rotated and condensed into a flame and frost air shield, "swirling" at high speed, and the next moment, Jing Lao let out a miserable "ah", The blood vessels in both arms burst open, blood splashed, it was horrible, and the arms were instantly abolished.

"Give you a happy time."

Lin Muyu still had enough strength to move forward with his sword, and the sword light directly slashed at Lao Jing's neck.

Old Jing opened his eyes and roared angrily: "I have a battle armor to protect me. You want to kill me with your rags, but the young master will be here soon. You just wait to die, Lin Muyu."

However, Lin Muyu didn't say a word, the sword began to fall quickly, with a "bang", although the Dragon Spirit Sword couldn't shatter the battle armor with one blow, it was directly blocked by the air armor, but the light flashed down, splitting the light However, the blow penetrated the battle armor and landed directly on Jing Lao's neck, passed through his body, and forcibly cut a huge rock behind him into two sections.

"quack……"

There was a beast-like howl and howl from Old Jing's throat, and the next moment blood splashed out, and the whole head fell down from his neck.

Lin Muyu watched the opponent fall down indifferently, stepped forward quickly, reached out his hand and found a small interspatial bag from Jing Lao's waist, before he could check what was there, put his sword back into his arms, and jumped out ten times. A few meters away, he disappeared into this cold jungle in a blink of an eye. The night wind was cold, but only Lao Jing's body was left lying there. It was cold quickly, and even the blood that had spilled on the rocks quickly condensed into ice.

Winners and losers, this is the law of this world. Both Jing Lao and Lin Muyu know that since everyone has a showdown here, one of them must die. Although Lin Muyu is kind, he is not cowardly. If anyone wants to kill him, He would kill his opponents without hesitation. The young owner of Longxin Group is not a good guy. Once he becomes ruthless, any of his opponents will tremble, otherwise Lin Muyu will not be able to sit on the throne of Martial God.

In the cold night, the falling star walks quickly in the jungle.

"Aww..."

In the different space, Xiaolong's cry came, as if acting coquettishly, Lin Muyu didn't pay attention to it, what was more on his face was not the joy after defeating Mr. Jing, but the worry that Tang Xiaoxi didn't know where he was, under the moonlight , his figure appears to be alone, without friends.

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