Chapter 1485: The Final Killing Move

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Ye Ling chose a good angle for this thrust, but she was too impatient and misjudged the distance of An Lin's other palm. Pausing, An Lin did not retreat but advanced!

The woman saw the arc of the man's mouth.

At this time, she realized that a palm covered with golden light had hit her lower abdomen.

Bang!

The golden light was surging, and the power of the earth poured out.

Ye Ling's body was slapped into a bow shape by a palm, and she spit out a mouthful of blood. Her body flew backwards for thousands of meters and hit the transparent protective wall at the edge of the martial arts field.

"Senior Sister!"

"Senior Sister Ye Ling!"

The disciples on the field saw this scene and exclaimed.

Cheng Yingxiong took a breath: "This is a competition, right?"

Dong Zhen nodded stupidly: "It should be... right?"

Although it is a competition, why does this scene feel so tragic?

The older generation of disciples were frightened, and the new core disciples were trembling with fear.

They looked at the legendary master with respect and fear, thinking that he looked harmless, but it was too cruel to beat his disciples.

"In battle, it is a taboo to be disturbed by the words of the enemy! I just said two words and you lost your mind. I am really disappointed." An Lin said with a serious face.

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant dragon made of big sun flames jumped out of his body and pounced on Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's mouth was oozing with blood. Her lotus feet slammed on the protective wall and fell to the ground like lightning, then moved quickly, leaving the giant dragon of divine fire empty.

But suddenly, another purple dragon made of star demon flames pounced on her.

Ye Ling had no time to use the shadow transformation, so she could only move faster to avoid it.

"Everything can become a medium for your assassination, and you deserve to be the first in the ultimate killing. This is because you can perfectly combine the shadow transformation and space jump..." An Lin said lightly, and a blue flame dragon and a void dragon that distorted the void appeared behind him.

"But your magic is still flawed."

The fire dragon composed of the falling moon flame and the void flame began to roar and pounce on Ye Ling!

The four fire dragons kept biting and biting, tearing the earth into shocking cracks and burning out dark tracks.

They attacked together and gradually forced Ye Ling into a desperate situation again.

"See, after using the shadow transformation and space jump continuously, there is not much power left in the body, right?" An Lin smiled, and the fire dragon composed of the blood phoenix fire and the golden dragon fire appeared behind him.

"The power in your body can only support your short-term burst, and every space jump and shadow transformation requires your conscious thinking to predict in advance."

"With four fire dragons like me attacking continuously from all directions, you almost spend all your attention just to dodge, how can you predict in advance?"

As soon as the voice fell, two more fire dragons roared and pounced on Ye Ling!

Six fire dragons roared and blocked all of Ye Ling's retreat.

Ye Ling shouted, and the cold killing force instantly made the area within a hundred meters extremely cold. Once the six fire dragons approached her range, their speed began to slow down and their size began to shrink.

When An Lin saw this scene, his mouth twitched slightly: "What a strong killing force, are you trying to break through the siege of my fire dragons by force?"

What on earth did the once cute little girl experience? She went so wrong in her cultivation path that she actually embarked on a path with such heavy murderous aura, even more exaggerated than Su Qianyun...

As a master, An Lin suddenly felt very melancholy.

At this moment, Ye Ling fought like a trapped beast, and she really cut a fire dragon in an instant and successfully escaped from the encirclement.

The power of the artifact is no joke. Even an assassin can tear a thousand-foot fire dragon into pieces.

Just as Ye Ling was about to use the shadow transformation to approach An Lin, An Lin stepped on the ground, and a black circle suddenly appeared under Ye Ling's feet, like a huge mouth that wanted to swallow everything.

Boom!

The terrifying gravity pressed Ye Ling's body to a standstill.

This is the core magic of the war god Xing Tian, ​​the gravity of the abyss!

The indescribable gravity seemed to crush her delicate body into flesh, and even the indestructible earth began to slowly sink.

Ye Ling paused slightly, and was about to use space jump to escape from the range of the magic.

But sometimes, a short moment of stagnation is enough to determine the outcome of the battle.

For example, the space was sealed in an instant, and An Lin had already used Kunpeng Xing to come in front of her. For example, before she made any move, An Lin's small fist hit her chest again.

The golden light was as dazzling as the sun.

The void within a radius of one kilometer was twisted and cracked by the fist.

Ye Ling's body seemed to be torn apart by the hammer, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, directly spraying on An Lin's face...

The woman was hammered away and hit the transparent energy wall hard.

She was limp all over, and her body slowly slid towards the wall, and a bloodstain appeared from the trace.

In the sunset, the woman's black hair was messy, covering half of her jade face, looking extremely tragic and desolate.

An Lin wiped the blood on his face, without any intention of stopping, and continued to walk towards Ye Ling step by step.

The disciples outside the field couldn't stand it anymore. This scene was too tragic. Some even began to shout at An Lin to let go of Senior Sister Ye Ling and stop bullying her.

This isn't even a competition, it's a fight to the death!

Ye Ling was breathing heavily, and her perky chest kept rising and falling.

Hmm...Fortunately, I wasn't hit on either side by the hammer...

She looked at the man shrouded in heavy divine fire who kept walking towards her, and silently grasped the artifact that she never let go of, the sword that will send you on your way safely.

"The Forty-nine Sword Techniques are divided into eighteen levels. The further you practice, the harder it is to reach the next level. No one in the entire sect can reach the eighteenth level. But I know that the Sword Technique is only There are seventeen levels, and those mental methods on the eighteenth level are all nonsense..."

An Lin paused lightly and looked at the woman in the distance with some surprise.

Ye Ling raised his head, his clear eyes were bright and never looked defeated.

"There is no eighteenth level at all. If there is, then the eighteenth level should be the new sword moves that we have learned after we have reached the peak of swordsmanship. After all, only the ones that we create are the ones that best suit us and the best understanding. Profound, the most powerful sword move!"

Listening to Ye Ling's words, An Lin was touched once again.

"Master, do you know that when I obtained your relic from Emperor Ziwei, I cried like a fool." Ye Ling had tears in his eyes, holding the dagger tightly, "The artifact does not belong to me, but I will use it Treat it as a treasure, it is the treasure you left to me. We are master and disciple, and we are connected in some mysterious way. I always hope to use my blood as a medium to find you..."

Ye Ling let go of the dagger in his hand, blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and there was relief in his smile.

"It's been a long time since I truly felt the happiness you brought me like I do now... Master, this is the eighteenth level of the Four-Nine Sword Techniques that my disciple has learned, Xun'an!"