Chapter Four: The Praying Mantis Catching the Cicada and the Oriole Behind
Puff puff puff...
The sound of bullets being shot into the soil immediately sounded. The position where Lu Ming had just sat cross-legged and recovered was full of bullet holes and flying soil debris, followed by the faint sound of gunshots. Bullets twice the speed of sound were definitely not something sound could catch up with.
of.
Lu Ming half-crouched on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately recognized that the sound was the effect of a rapid-fire submachine gun equipped with a silencer, and the sound of breaking through the air came again. Fifty heavy metal warheads were slightly reddened as they ran at high speed, and this
The sound was accompanied by screams and the sound of bow strings. It was obvious that there were crossbow arrows mixed with the dense rain of bullets!
Lu Ming used his strength in the air, and a kite flipped over and ejected more than thirty meters. It twisted several directions in the air and disappeared into the open space.
Bang bang bang!
A row of explosions sounded, and the stainless steel crossbow arrows were all high-power explosive arrows, arranged in a thirty-meter radius.
Lu Ming frowned. The time between the bullet and the crossbow was exactly when he had walked a hundred meters away, and it was time to land. It seemed that this killer was not only capable of concealment, but also seemed to have some understanding of everything about him. If it weren't for this
This breakthrough is innate, and the explosive power of liquid Qi is incomparable, otherwise we will really suffer some losses!
"Huh? Where are the people?"
Only the eyes of the hidden person are exposed, and the clothes on her body have the color-changing function, which can hide her figure very well. From the graceful figure restrained by the tight clothes, it can be seen that this is a woman with a height of more than 1.80 meters.
At this time, he was squatting like a ninja, his eyes were a little surprised, but he still looked around carefully.
"Who are you?" Lu Ming's voice was very soft, but as cold as iron.
However, if the woman hadn't turned her back to Lu Ming, she would have seen a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. The high-intensity exercise just now had already caused the serious injuries suffered during the tribulation.
The woman was shocked as if she couldn't believe it, and slowly stood up straight. At the same time, she raised her hands high, sniffed hard with her nose, and smiled at the corner of her mouth, saying: "Are you injured? Haha, don't be impulsive, I am...
…”
Lu Ming's palm lightly scratched the back of the woman's neck. The woman's body shook again, her head lowered, and then landed on her own feet.
Lu Ming said calmly: "You are the shadow."
Lu Ming snorted coldly and shot away. The headless shadow's hands flashed with red light and exploded. The body instantly shattered into minced meat and fell all over the sky.
Just as Lu Ming was shooting a hundred meters away, a person suddenly emerged from the soil below and slapped Lu Ming on the back with a thunderous palm.
Bang! Lu Ming felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed car. His whole body flew out uncontrollably, and his internal organs, which were originally depressed, surged even more.
Years of combat experience allowed Lu Ming's body to react extremely quickly in this situation. He shot a sword energy behind him and flew twenty meters away before landing.
"puff……"
Lu Ming opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. His tired face was now as white as a piece of paper. He looked at the person in front of him with indifferent eyes: "It is indeed you."
Dongfang Bai stroked his gray beard and looked at Lu Ming with a proud face, but more of an appreciation, just like an art master who finally completed his most satisfying masterpiece.
"Lu Ming, you are indeed a genius. You actually succeeded in overcoming the tribulation, and you immediately recognized the shadow that no one has ever seen before. Haha, I know that the shadow can't hurt you even if it explodes by suicide.
But...my Five Poison Palms taste good, right?"
"Lu Ming, as the only gold medal winner in the underworld for ten years, is now the number one killer in the world. All the killer's principles are fully displayed in him. Perhaps, only at this time and with these methods can we sneak attack on him!" Dongfang Bai thought.
"Is it to compete for the throne of the world's number one killer again?" Now that the matter has come to this, Lu Ming also wants to find out.
"Throne? Haha, money is all external things, and you won't take any of it with you when you die!" Dongfang Bai looked at the shaky Lu Ming, especially the shining sword marks on his chest, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "What I want is,
Sword marks."
Lu Ming noticed the undisguised greed in Dongfang Bai's eyes when he saw his sword marks. He couldn't help but frowned and said, "Does it have anything to do with you?"
Dongfang Bai snorted and said: "For you, the sword mark is a manifestation of becoming an immortal. Although in this era, there is little vitality in the world, even if you succeed in overcoming the tribulation, you will not be able to become an immortal. But to me, this sword mark is a sign of becoming an immortal."
Not only can the mark increase my life span by fifty years, but everything contained in it will also make me a peerless swordsman!"
Seeing Lu Ming's puzzled look, Dongfang Bai smiled mysteriously and said: "The Five Poison Palms are just my appearance. In fact, I have been practicing the long-lost Beiming Magic for fifty years, just waiting for someone to condense a real sword.
The marks are easy to swallow. In the thirty years since I have been in charge of the underworld, you are the only one who has the hope of being able to create real sword marks, so in order for you to condense the sword marks as soon as possible for me to swallow, no matter what conditions you put forward, I will finally agree to it.
Yes. You are young and can afford it, but my old man can’t afford it!"
"I see."
Lu Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head. He leaned back in vain, and his brain started spinning. If Dongfang Bai's Beiming Magic is real, then why didn't Dongfang Bai use it on me at the first time?
Injured me in a sneak attack? Could it be that when I had room to resist, he didn't dare to swallow my sword marks directly?
"I have been holding back the idea of swallowing sword marks for thirty years. Do you know how uncomfortable it feels to keep a secret? Now I can finally bear it no longer!"
Dongfang Bai was like Boya meeting Zhong Ziqi, he was so excited that even his face began to tremble: "Lu Ming, your internal organs are torn to pieces. Even if you condense the sword marks, it is impossible to recover in a short time. Now your meridians are all damaged.
I don’t have a sword, and I was hit by my Five Poison Palm again, so today..."
Dongfang Bai put aside his usual hunched manner, his figure was like a hunting leopard, fast and fierce, clawing at Lu Tianling Gai with his fingers spread out, and roared with a ferocious face: "Hand over the sword mark!"
"Yes, just for the sake of his own life, Dongfang Bai can do anything! This is the reality of the world!"
Lu Ming pointed his toes to the ground, and rushed forward in the air. He bit the tip of his tongue with a steel tooth in mid-air, and sprayed a mouthful of bright red blood on his chest. The speed of his feet instantly increased by three points, and there was a slight popping sound in the air.
"Well done! Even if you expend your energy with your hard work, you still can't escape from my grasp!"
Dongfang Bai was impatient for a long time. His old face was flushed with a hint of excitement. His hands were intertwined with claws, drawing a claw shadow. Beiming's magical power was running rapidly, and a small cyclone was formed in the palm of his right hand.
, with a vague aura that devours the world.
Lu Ming waved his hand in the air and shot out a sword energy. He nourished the sword marks with his heart and blood, making his pale face as white as white paper, and even the last bit of blood was lost.
"Sword Qi separated from the body?" Dongfang Bai kept walking and rolled his eyes. Sure enough, he was in the realm of sword marks. Substantial sword Qi had been generated and stored in the sword marks. It was like installing a mouthful of steel on a ferocious tiger.
Teeth, the power is doubled.
The more Dongfang Bai looked at it, the more he liked it. He jumped up to avoid the sword energy. He spotted an opening on Lu Ming's waist and quickly slapped it with his left hand. If Lu Ming avoided his palm and dodged to reveal his flaw, he would be able to experience it.
I have practiced various special skills for fifty years.
Snap!
Dongfang Bai was stunned, this... actually hit him.
However, Lu Ming had no intention of dodging or blocking. Dongfang Bai's palm was weak but not fatal, so Lu Ming's high-speed body directly hit him and the fingers of his right hand slashed towards him.
's throat.
Lu Ming's classic killing move of sealing his throat with a sword really frightened Dongfang Bai. Even if Beiming's magical power could swallow up Lu Ming's sword marks, those fingers would cut his own throat in an instant. Trading life for life would definitely
It was not cost-effective, so I had no choice but to duck and avoid it.
With a bang, Dongfang Bai was hit by Lu Ming's full impact and flew backwards. There were continuous sounds of bone cracking in his chest, and a thin line of blood spurted out from his left shoulder.
"Huh? No sword energy?" Dongfang Bai ignored his injury, "If Lu Ming had used sword energy just now, I'm afraid my shoulders would have been chopped off. Now it seems that he must have consumed all the energy in his body when he passed the tribulation.
Once it's empty, the sword energy that was struck just now is already at the end of its might! Okay, great!"
Lu Ming took three steps back before standing still, but he had no intention of stopping. He used his feet to catch up with Dongfang Bai again, and pointed his left hand at his heart. His right hand was still at his throat, and he did not dodge.
Seeing Lu Ming rushing over again, Dongfang Bai was annoyed by his sword-like indifferent expression. I am the master of the palace. I am the reaper in charge of countless people's lives. I am your boss. When did you become like other people?
Have you respected me?
Never!
Dongfang Bai roared violently and suddenly clapped his palms. His left palm turned into a knife and cut into Lu Ming's left ribs. His right palm's Beiming Magic Power spurted out with a cunning and sinister aura and slapped Lu Ming's chest.
With a pop, Dongfang Bai's left palm filled with internal energy instantly cut open Lu Ming's left rib, opening it with a bloody trace like a big mouth. However, Dongfang Bai was surprised again. He only cut a layer of skin with his full palm. He didn't believe it.
It cut into the wound again like an evil spirit.
Lu Ming still did not dodge, allowing Dongfang Bai to cut half of his palm in this time, but his hands moved quickly and orderly. Every time he came in and out, Dongfang Bai's body spurted out streams of blood.
Wire.
Dongfang Bai was also stunned. All the secret skills he had practiced for fifty years were completely incapable of being used when Lu Ming was close to his body. It felt like the two of them were just gangsters fighting each other on the street now. There were no moves or demeanor.
, it is completely the most primitive way of physical combat driven by instinct.
Bang! Dongfang Bai finally put a palm mark on Lu Ming's sword mark. Beiming's magical power was running wildly, and a powerful and unique absorption force penetrated into Lu Ming's chest. It only took a moment to completely swallow the sword mark. Dongfang Bai's face instantly
He showed a fanatical look, with blood all over his face and blood spraying all over his body, looking as ferocious as a hungry ghost in hell.
However, Dongfang Bai didn't notice that a line of blood gradually appeared on his throat...
Dongfang Bai suddenly twitched, and the right palm imprinted on Lu Ming's chest became hollow, and the power dissipated from Lu Ming's body.
Dongfang Bai looked at the holes all over Lu Ming's body, and then at the faded sword mark. He suddenly raised his right palm, causing another stream of red blood to shoot out from his throat, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat.
As if he wanted to express something, when his body fell down like a big tree, his eyes showed complete reluctance!
Lu Ming took a few steps back and sat cross-legged next to the mound. His eyes were as cold as ever, but now they were lifeless. This was also the first time that he sat cross-legged without using his energy.
Lu Ming was well aware of the state of his body. If no one came to disturb him, he would be able to fully recover within ten days of rest. However, the palm that Dongfang Bai sneaked into him was so vicious that it completely overturned and even shattered his internal organs...
"If you lose your sword, you can still find it. If you lose the foundation for pursuing the highest realm of swordsmanship, where can you find it? Even if you are alive, you are no different from a walking corpse."
Lu Ming had already made plans after being attacked by Dongfang Bai. In his current state, against Dongfang Bai who was at his peak, the maximum lethality could only be destroyed together.
"Beiming Divine Art cannot be used when the opponent is in his prime. As long as the opponent spurts out all his internal energy in an instant, it will directly produce the most powerful lethality. If Dongfang Bai can hit me three times with all his strength for the first time, let me
I'm afraid I can only meet his requirements if I'm on the verge of death."
Lu Ming's head was groggy and he had lost most of his energy. Now he was just summarizing instinctively. Suddenly, a silver light flashed in his eyes, and his dilated pupils turned into sharp swords, similar to sword marks:
"The human body is divided into twelve main meridians, plus the eight extraordinary meridians, there are twenty. People in the world practice Qigong to open up the meridians and acupuncture points one by one, but Beiming Shengqiu does the opposite and takes the lead in opening up the Taiyin Lung Meridian of the Hand.
Sucking the pulse and conceiving the pulse to store the pulse is a small achievement..."
"I have actually reached the highest level of the Sword Mark Realm, and the sword's heart is clear! The Beiming Divine Technique can be used to train all the meridians of the body. It turns out that everything is just that simple..."
A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, the sword marks on his chest disappeared, and only his eyes emitted a faint white light. Even the scorching sun could not conceal this huge power that was gradually disappearing like a firefly. His life was conveniently fixed here.
As the photos of the deceased spread, it turned out that the world's number one killer who shocked the entire killer world was a young man from the East named Lu Ming.