Han Lin's painful voice made Han Yixia feel heartbroken. This is his favorite son. Although he has several other children, the talent of those children is too poor. Only this young son, both in terms of nature and talent, is very similar to him, so Han Yixia loves Han Lin very much.
It is precisely because of Han Yixia's spoiling for Han Lin that Han Lin developed a spoiled and arrogant personality. If this were not the case, he would not have had a fight with Lin Luo in Tianhe City. And he would not have caused the current situation. At this point, all this was caused by Han Yixia.
Lin Luo was motionless, as if he had not heard Han Yixia's words just now. He was still standing calmly on the edge of the valley, allowing Han Lin to wail in pain at his feet. Lin Luo knew in his heart that even if this old man agreed to his conditions now, he might have regretted it later.
Han Yixia shouted coldly, "Don't say so much nonsense. Now the conditions have been finished. Let me release my son quickly. If he loses a hair, don't blame me for turning against others. Even if your Lin family comes to you, I have a way to let you get back."
"Okay" Lin Luo's face turned colder, and he gave a wink to the fat martial beast beside Han Lin, and a fierce smile appeared on his lips, "I want your life."
Blood sprayed from Han Lin's throat like a fountain. "Alin" Han Yixia was immediately crazy, and blood in her eyes almost broke. "I want you to die, I will crush your bones and ashes." Han Yixia closed her eyes and opened them again. Her two eyeballs were like blood cells. "I'm waiting." Lin Luo was ready for battle. When he tightened his hands, he was ignited with a sharp desire to fight.
Bang Han Yixia flew towards him like a goshawk. Han Yixia was fast, and the fat beast was faster. She turned into a stream of light and shot out in a blink of an eye.
"Big Fat, come back for me. This is my battle, don't interfere." Lin Luo shouted at the big fat beast hidden in the dark. For Lin Luo, Han Yixia was his opportunity to break through the martial arts disciples and did not want to be interfered with.
The fat martial beast whimpered and disappeared under the night sky. "Corruption, take your life" and "Weapons" Lin Luo saw at a glance that the light green sword was different from the weapons used by the martial monks, and it was a magical weapon.
"You should feel honored to die under my poisonous fangs." As soon as Han Yixia took action, Lin Luo immediately felt that his whole body was not obeying the command, and his body was as if he was suppressed by a mountain, and he was struggling.
"Sure enough, the martial monks and martial artists are not of the same life form at all." Lin Luo gritted his teeth to resist the majesty emitted by Han Yixia and said in his heart.
The martial cultivators only absorb spiritual energy on the continent to practice, while the martial cultivators absorb the power of the heavenly martial soul. The energy absorbed by the two is very different, so there has never been any rumors on the mainland that the martial cultivators rely on their own strength to kill the martial cultivators. As Han Yixia approached, all the plants and trees around were crawling on the ground, a ferocious streak appeared on the corner of their mouth, and the dagger was straight into Lin Luo's heart.
His whole body was heavy, and the murderous aura from the dagger made Lin Luo's face hurt. He could not avoid it and immediately fell into a dead end. The dagger in Han Yixia's palm was like a poisonous snake's fangs, piercing Lin Luo's heart.
"Move it for me" the veins on the forehead struggled like earthworms, and their legs were cast on the ground like iron, without moving at all. "Ambusive, you can't even blink under the majesty of the martial soul of heaven." Han Yixia roared, and the poisonous fangs in her hand were only an inch away from Lin Luo's heart.
"Ah, it hurts." Lin Luo's muscles were tense, his bones slammed, and his eyes vented their anger and turned blood red. The nine dragon pillars and light blue liquid in the dantian finally rotated quickly due to external pressure.
At this moment, nine different forms of strong winds roared in Lin Luo's heart, bursting out in an instant, and the ancient pressure suddenly leaked out with a muffled groan. Han Yixia vomited blood and flew backwards, covering her heart, looking at Lin Luo with shock and doubt.
"Hahahahahaha..." Lin Luo laughed to the sky, feeling very happy. At this time, Lin Luo felt that his cultivation was infinitely close to the first-level martial artist. Just point out the obstacle and it would naturally happen.
"How did you... do it?" Han Yixia seemed to be frightened by the majesty. She looked at Lin Luo with a slight panic. However, Han Yixia soon woke up from this demonic obstacle. "Fight" Lin Luo's eyes swept through Han Yixia ten meters away, and her whole body was filled with a trace of crazy killing consciousness, which made Wuchen in her hand shake happily.
Swish, the force in his body was not spitting out loud, and it became pitch black through Wuchen's sword body, and suddenly became invisible and colorless under the darkness. Han Yixia frowned, and her right palm opened in the air in the air. Several invisible and colorless sword lights were locked in the air by his palm, and she could not enter half an inch.
"Hmph" Lin Luo narrowed his eyes and ran towards Han Yixia. The sword light locked in the air was summoned by Lin Luo and rushed forward with all his might. The air trembled for a while, and the smell of burnt came out.
"What a strong force, how did this kid practice?" Han Yixia felt a little chill in her heart, and her palm was drilled into the opening of the tunnel by the sharp wind.
"Tanjing Maharajama" Han Yixia's palm turned in front of her, and suddenly formed a huge handprint flowing through the river out of thin air, pressing it down. The palm of Boom brought the sword light that Lin Luo waved out to the ground. Suddenly, within ten meters, the soil rolled up with weeds, sinking eight meters, and broke the nearby plants.
Bang Wuchen collided with the poisonous fangs, and the strong anti-shock force pushed Lin Luo and the others away. Then, there was another violent collision, and the fireworks flashed. Han Yixia became more and more frightened. Poisonous fangs were a rare medium-grade spirit-level weapon, and Lin Luo's black sword could compete with Poisonous fangs.
Although Lin Luo's martial arts moves were rough, his martial arts were so strong that it was so strong that Han Yixia gradually felt dissatisfied. After the two of them fought for dozens of moves, they both panted and squatted on the ground. Han Yixia looked at Lin Luo and was shocked. He left at least ten wounds on Lin Luo's body. If it were an ordinary person, he had already died of poison, but Lin Luo did not shed a drop of blood, and the wound disappeared.
But Lin Luo became more and more comfortable as he fought, and he could keep up with Han Yixia's attack rhythm. He couldn't help but feel happy. "My evil, I admit that you can fight very well," Han Yixia said lightly, "But you don't understand martial artists, any martial artist has unique power. For example, I..."
Han Yixia snapped her fingers with her left hand and disappeared in front of Lin Luo. "The inheritance of martial soul - invisible clothes." Han Yixia's faint whisper sounded around. Lin Luo glanced coldly around, but there was no trace of Han Yixia, as if he had left.
"Strange, night walking is my inheritance power. Maybe I can't kill you during the day, but at night, even the martial arts level strongman will be helpless against me." Han Yixia's sneer echoed in Lin Luo's ears.
"Why don't you save your son if you have the ability to walk at night?" Lin Luo said in a low voice, "Is it because Han Lin's trash is not your biological son? You just want him to die in your heart." Lin Luo was alert all around, trying to anger Han Yixia, causing him to reveal his flaws, and he could not maintain the strange martial soul inheritance power.
"Because, I can't guarantee to save him before you kill Alin." Han Yixia said with a bit of joke in her tone, "Don't try to defeat my heart. Every martial artist has an extremely powerful spirit, and it is not something that an ant can imagine."
"Do you know? The dragon position that inherits martial souls... is one of the few middle-level mortals in the family, far more powerful than the common lower-level mortals. Even if I stand in front of you, you will not be able to notice it."
Lin Luo's flesh cracked without any warning, and blood overflowed from the surface of his skin. He swung his sword and fell into the air. Lin Luo jumped back several steps, and was shocked.
"Haha" Han Yixia's laughter fluctuated within dozens of meters nearby, as if she was amused by Lin Luo's appearance as a blind man. "I'm right in front of you." A ball of grass clippings swayed in the air. Han Yixia smiled and said, "I'm standing still, letting you slash."
Lin Luo would not talk to him about morality. His force quickly flowed through Wuchen's sword body, jumped up suddenly, and slashed down on his head. The grass clippings that were shaking in the air were broken into two pieces, and the soil on the ground exploded, revealing the rocks deep underground.
"Do you understand?" Han Yixia said lightly, "The ability to walk at night allows me to integrate into the night. Now, I am the night, and the night is me. Can you kill it? It's ridiculous."
"In this way, aren't you immortal?" Lin Luo smiled and said, "How can you have such magical abilities in the world? "You can also say immortal abilities? I like this term very much." "Why don't you kill me? Your son died at my hands." "Don't hurry, enjoy the pain in despair slowly." Han Yixia's crazy laughter came one after another.
Bang Lin Luo's arms and legs were covered with sword marks. "Despair, under this sad night sky." Han Yixia was invisible in the dark, shuttled back and forth under the night sky, cutting Lin Luo's body with one sword. "What should I do?" Lin Luo passed by many thoughts in his heart, and finally chose the stupidest and most practical method. Wu Chen danced and the sword edge surrounded himself tightly.
"Do I say you are stupid or should I say you are stupid?" Han Yixia did not step forward again, but chatted with Lin Luo, "My evil, are you going to swing your sword until dawn? That is a good idea, but do you think you can hold on until Chen Shi?" Lin Luo said nothing, and a series of pictures flashed in his heart, all the little things that Han Yixia had seen since her appearance.
Since Han Yixia can blend into the darkness, why can't she break through the Wuchen blockade and leave scars on her body? Why don't she blend into the darkness and save Han Lin directly, but instead have to fight against herself... "Haha, I understand, I understand," Lin Luo shouted under the night sky, "Han Yixia, you old maggot, do you think you can deceive me? Are you darkness? I think it's a big deal."
"Why? Being driven crazy by despair?" Han Yixia's plain tone was filled with anxiety, and this anxiety was immediately caught by Lin Luo. Many thoughts were integrated, and Lin Luo instantly realized it and said with a smile: "Han Yixia, you can't integrate into the night at all."
"Is that true?" Han Yixia sneered, "Then why can't you kill me when I stand in front of you?" "Because... you didn't stand in front of me at all," Lin Luo smiled, "All this is an illusion. It was your careful arrangement that made me mistakenly think that you were standing in front of me. This is indeed a solution, but the plan was too bad."
"How did you see it?" "It's very simple, because you didn't save Han Lin." Lin Luo closed his eyes, the light of the spiritual platform lit up, and his body and mind felt relieved. The thought of seeing through other people's thoughts was like a lighthouse, illuminating the eyes.
At this moment, the dispersed soul saw Han Yixia, who was hiding behind the shade of the tree, clearly. Lin Luo suddenly soared into the air, Wuchen slashed out several sword lights, gathering in the air into a giant blade stained with black ancient patterns, attacking Han Yixia, and the grass and trees on the ground were squeezed into a three-foot-wide ravine
"Strange, do you think an ant can chew off an elephant?" Han Yixia jumped violently, and her arms instantly scattered into black smoke, and suddenly thousands of daggers hovered around him.
"Night Attack" Thousands of lights rushed towards Lin Luo, and Han Yixia laughed hideously: "I don't kill you because I am afraid of the majesty and the extremely fast 'mouse' that radiated from your body."
"Although I can't blend into the darkness, I also found that the majesty leaked from your body and the low-level martial beast did not pose any threat to me. Since that's the case... die."
The cold light invaded Lin Luo's whole body. Such a strange scene changed Lin Luo's face. "What a terrifying martial soul majesty." Han Yixia's move "attack at night" was like a bloodthirsty bat under the dark night, covering the sky and the moon.
"What to do?" Lin Luo was anxious. The cold light emitted by the thousands of daggers almost made him breathless. The shadow of the dagger poisonous fangs was covered with the above, in front of him, behind him, and even under his feet.
"Haha... the strength of the evil earth-level mortal martial arts is beyond your imagination." Han Yixia sneered in the distance, and her arms scattered into black smoke and swam between her ribs, saying one after another, "Although I can't fit into the night, I have both hands, even though I can only launch a night attack and kill 20% of the strength..."
"Kill you, like a child's play." Han Yixia's black smoke between her ribs suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the shadows of thousands of daggers flying at Lin Luo rushed together, forming countless black iron chains stained with lightning in an instant.
"The night is boundless - there is no sunshine" Han Yixia shouted coldly, "Enjoy, confession before death." Lin Luo's eyes were filled with endless chains of lightning, covering the sky, like a sky net.
"How should I seize this opportunity to break through?" I was infinitely close to the Martial Arts, but I could not break through. Now I am in danger, which makes Lin Luo like an ant on a hot pan
"Lock" As Han Yixia shouted loudly, the overwhelming dark sun instantly contracted, and immediately tied Lin Luo to a solid foundation.
"Ah" The lightning on the chain was like a dagger, and thousands of them pierced into Lin Luo's body at the same time, seeping into the skin, flesh, muscles and bones even though they were as firm as Lin Luo, they couldn't help but roar. The skin seemed to be thrown into the hell of thunder and fire, thousands of burning and numb. The force was suddenly disrupted and the army was defeated.
This is only 20% of the power of the earth-level mortal martial arts. It is so powerful. "Struggling in the abyss of blood and darkness." Han Yixia's low conversation was like a demonic sound coming into Lin Luo's ears, and it never dissipated for a long time. The darkness and sun changed continuously, and a dark red sky prison formed in an instant, locking Lin Luo in the center.
The electric light turned into a needle and connected Lin Luo's body with the flesh and bones. The heart-wrenching pain almost made Lin Luo faint.
"Roar~" Lin Luo's voice roared like a wild beast, his eyes were extremely sharp even if billions of poisonous ants erode their flesh and blood, so what if Lin Luo wants to break through the limit between life and death and create glory.
"Heavenly retaliates, boundless Tai Chi" In the dantian, the chaotic golden liquid was crushed by Lin Luo's violent consciousness. Finally, the chaotic golden liquid droplets as thin as dust were pressed out, dispersed from the center of the dantian. Nine pieces were half empty and half solid, and the prototypes of dragon pillars of various shapes instantly condensed, showing misty golden light, hovering together, with mysterious trajectories, emitting the aura of ancient power.
A rumble of strange and colorful light came from Lin Luo's head to the sky and sky. "The martial soul of the birth will be formed." "Hu~" The shackles in his body were shattered, but a trace of confusion flashed through Lin Luo's eyes. He looked up at the sky and murmured, "Is it against the sky..."
"Native martial soul?" Lin Luo listened to the call from the sky, frowned slightly, "Give me a name? What should I do?" "What kind of name do you want?" Lin Luo felt the joyful feeling coming to Qiongyu, and smiled like a baby sleeping on the corner of his mouth, "Since you and I were born against the will of heaven, then I will name it."
Lin Luo smiled and looked at his own natal martial soul in the sky. The breeze blew away the black hair, and time was as still as if it were.
"You..." Han Yixia looked at Lin Luo in fear, and her whole body was trembling. At this moment, Lin Luo was like a piece of grass under Lin Luo's foot.
"What?" Lin Luo smiled and said, "Scared?" He pressed Han Yixia step by step. At the same time, the force in his body flowed through the nine dragon pillars in the dantian, and was promoted to force, in a nine-color shape.
Lin Luo finally achieved the Martial Arts Realm and was promoted to a first-level Martial Arts. His natal martial soul - Chaos disappeared in the void. Everything returned to peace, and the majesty that Lin Luo exuded was not as terrifying as before.
"Han Yixia's martial soul inheritance is night walk, so what is mine? Why didn't I feel it?" Lin Luolong glanced at Han Yixia, puzzled.
"Have you broken through the martial artist?" Han Yixia said unwillingly and felt a desire to retreat in her heart. He was really scared by the scene just now. It is unheard of the process of breaking through the martial artist in this way.
"What do you think?" Lin Luo jumped up suddenly, lifted Wuchen and slashed in the sky, and the nine-colored force suddenly flowed into Wuchen's sword body. A sudden explosion of Wuchen, Lin Luo's tiger's mouth shattered, almost unable to control Wuchen in his hand. "Yes". Lin Luo looked at Wuchen, who was struggling like an evil dragon in his hand.
A vague black dragon shadow rose from Wuchen's sword, and its mighty and majesty actually laid the forest in the void, and the earth beneath its feet sank ten feet deep. At the same time, Han Yixia seemed to be pressed by Mount Tai, and her bones were like fried beans.
"It's really hateful." Han Yixia, who was bleeding from the seven orifices and had a very struggling expression, roared angrily. Wuchen struggled for several breaths before he could calm down. A black fluorescent flashed across Wuchen's sword blade. Lin Luo gently stroked Wuchen's sword body and was overjoyed: "It actually broke through a seal, and now Wuchen's level is at its highest level of spirit-level weapon."
Wuchen is the life-saving talisman left by Old Wuji to Lin Luo. Now Lin Luo finally realized the power of this weapon.