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[152] Battle against Ling Ming

The sword energy is sharp, like a thunderous arrow, shaking the sound of the sound.

Ye Junlin looked at the sword energy directly, and his expression changed slightly. What shocked him was not the attack power of the sword energy, but the sword intent contained in the sword energy.

An extremely mysterious sword intent.

There are only a few people who can comprehend the sword intent in the entire "Chixiao Motherland". And there are even fewer people who can comprehend this deep sword intent.

Ye Junlin looked at the young man on his back, and a kind of "warlike" feeling grew from the bottom of his heart.

When you meet an opponent, you will meet a good talent.

You have to compete before you can show your heart.

So, Ye Junlin held the "Chinyan Sword" tightly, and moved his left hand gently, breaking the sword energy.

"Come on your life!"

The young warrior seemed to be crazy. He jumped down from the back of the "Giant Elephant of the Earth", and the long sword in his hand was like thunder breaking through the air, covering Ye Junlin's head.

Ye Junlin's eyes were solemn because he felt the terrifying destructive power contained in this attack.

So, the long sword of flame suddenly swung out, and a giant dragon flickered with endless flames faced the terrifying thunder.

"boom!"

The ground exploded, and the powerful destructive power shook down some of the stones on the cliff.

Ye Junlin and the young man took a few steps back and even fought to the point.

This made Ye Junlin pay more attention to the youth.

The young man's face was full of endless murderous intent. He looked at Ye Junlin, as if he was looking at his father's enemy, his eyes shattered.

Ye Junlin was very sad because he didn't know where he offended this guy, so he was very curious.

If you are curious, you don’t understand, and if you don’t understand, you have to ask.

Ye Junlin's face showed a harmless smile of humans and animals, but anyone could feel that under this smile, there was endless murderous intent hidden.

The so-called hidden knife in a smile is just like that.

"Brother, you and I have to fight, there must be a reason, otherwise, even if I die, I will die with my eyes!" Ye Junlin's cold joke was really not funny.

There were thousands of horses galloping on the young man's face. He looked at Ye Junlin and said viciously: "That day, when you killed my father, brother, and destroyed my whole family, did you ever think that what happened today would happen?"

"Oh?" Ye Junlin was like a monk at this moment, completely unaware of what he said.

So he continued to ask, "Although I have killed many people, I have never done anything like killing innocent people. Brother, have you remembered the wrong person?"

"Remember the wrong person?" The young man laughed, with a little miserable laughter: "My father Ling Yang and younger brother Ling Jin, didn't he die in your hands?"

"Ling Yang? Ling Jin?" Ye Junlin suddenly recalled: "It seems that there is such a thing."

"That's right, that's right. You'll die for me!" The young man swung his sword, and it was like a gust of wind, hitting Ye Junlin's chest.

Ye Junlin looked vigilantly and asked, "Tell me your name, I, Ye Junlin, don't like to kill the nameless ghost."

"Remember, my name is 'Ling Ming'!"

Ling Ming swung out a sword, and several golden blades, like several arrows, came through the air.

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows and said in a striking manner: "It's actually a 'Xuanshi'."

With a sword, the breath of flames was overwhelming.

Several flame sword lights turned into several red dragons and rushed towards the golden arrows.

Fire overcomes metal, this is an eternal law on the Jiuxiao Continent.

The flame sword light, which was amplified by the "Red Flame Sword", was like a bloodthirsty greedy wolf, instantly swallowing the golden arrow.

The golden arrows melted into golden juice just the moment they touched.

Ling Ming looked at all this and was secretly shocked. He knew that Ye Junlin was very powerful, but he did not expect that Ye Junlin was so powerful.

Ye Junlin did not give him any thoughts or shocks. The purple mist surged on his body. The next moment, Ye Junlin's figure appeared beside Ling Ming.

"Cut the iron."

Ye Junlin swung his sword, and the red sword light shot straight towards Ling Ming like a huge star.

Ling Ming was shocked, and the golden sword in his hand suddenly blocked it.

"Clang!"

The sword light shot on Ling Ming's sword, making a deafening sound. Ling Ming's body was shaken back more than ten steps before finally stopping.

Ye Junlin raised the Chi Yan Sword high above his head, and then his body jumped high.

Just like a warrior in the God Realm, the giant dragon holding a flame suddenly jumped down, and the whole world seemed to be illuminated at this moment.

The Chiyan Sword slashed heavily at Ling Ming's head. Ling Ming had no choice but to swing his sword again to block it.

"Clang!"

The two swords intersect, like the sound of a bell.

The long sword in Ling Ming's hand was just a high-level mortal weapon. In front of the "Half-Dao weapon" of the "Chinyan Sword", his long sword became as fragile as glass.

After a few rounds, Ye Junlin cut the gaps in his sword, and it was only a matter of time before it could be broken.

Ling Ming became more and more frightened as he fought, because as time went by, his mysterious energy became less and less, while Ye Junlin breathed calmly and his face was as normal.

Ling Ming knew what this meant, so he decided to fight quickly.

With a loud shout, Ling Ming's body suddenly jumped backwards. The golden light flourished on his body. At this moment, Ling Ming was bathed in golden light, as if the emperor had come to the world, extremely holy.

"Spirit King Sword Technique!"

The long sword swung rapidly, and a huge sword-shaped light blade rushed out, destroying and destroying.

Ye Junlin's face was as normal, not shocked by the golden light blade at all. A colorful mysterious aura surged on his body.

"Sword One, Break the Wind."

A red wave, wrapped in endless sword energy, rushed towards the golden light blade.

A look of even more angry appeared on Ling Ming's face.

Because he felt that Ye Junlin was insulting him.

His attack almost mobilized all the mysterious power in his "Xuan Mansion", but as his opponent, Ye Junlin, only used the attack from his mysterious energy to fight.

This made him feel extremely unbalanced.

There is no fairness in this world. Comparing people with others can often make people angry.

The red light wave was invincible. The golden light blade that Ling Ming waved was torn apart in the moment it touched the wave, just like silk and satin encountered scissors, and was instantly torn apart.

The waves sing and sing rapidly, and in a blink of an eye came to Ling Ming.

Ling Ming was shocked and hurriedly waved his sword to block it.

But this time, he failed to block the attack.

Because of his sword, it was broken...


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