Lin San's ability to write stories is really good. He even made himself cry in the end.
"Lord, please don't listen to this brat's nonsense. I didn't instruct him to kill your daughter at all. Please believe me..." Ao Ming said urgently.
The Lord looked at Ao Ming coldly. His face was ashen and frightening.
"Lord, I..." Ao Ming still wanted to explain.
"Bai Qing." The Lord suddenly shouted.
"My subordinate is here." The white-haired man responded hurriedly.
"Please take good care of this human kid." The Lord said slowly.
"Yes." The white-haired man nodded and led a group of subordinates to surround Lin San.
Lin San was kneeling on the ground. He lowered his head and was in a daze. He didn't even look at the group of guys surrounding him. He seemed to have lost consciousness.
The Lord raised his feet and walked slowly towards Ao Ming.
"Lord, please listen to my explanation. That brat is deliberately sowing discord. I didn't even..." Before Ao Ming could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Lord raising his hand.
"Ao Ming, you scum, pay for my daughter's life." After saying that, the Lord attacked Ao Ming.
Ao Ming's expression changed and he quickly flew into the air to avoid it.
The Lord pursued him relentlessly.
"Lord, why are you so stupid? You were deceived by a human boy." Ao Ming shouted.
The Lord's eyes widened: "You dare to call me stupid. I will skin you and cramp you today." After saying that, the Lord clenched his hands and punched Ao Ming twice quickly.
Two fierce fists struck Ao Ming quickly.
"Old Xuan Turtle. Do you think I'm really afraid of you?" After being insulted and attacked several times by the Lord, Ao Ming finally got angry. He gave a light drink and also punched twice.
"Bang." Four fist winds met in the air. At the same time, they shattered and disappeared.
The Lord opened his hands together. A golden sword appeared in the palm of his hand. The spiritual energy from the surrounding world rushed towards the sword quickly.
"Soul-splitting knife." Ao Ming exclaimed.
"You still have some eyesight. That's right. What I have in my hand is the Soul Splitting Knife." The Lord shook his wrist lightly, and the Soul Splitting Knife flew high into the sky. Circles of dazzling red light emerged from the blade. .
"I didn't expect that the Soul-Splitting Knife is actually in your hand." Ao Ming's face looked a little ugly. There are six major killing weapons in the Sea of Demonic Beasts. The Soul-Splitting Knife is one of them. It is said that these six killing weapons are left over from ancient times. It's so powerful that it's incredible.
"Cut." The Lord stretched out his hand and lightly tapped the soul-splitting knife.
The Soul-Splitting Sword roared in the wind and struck directly at Ao Ming's head.
Ao Ming took out three defensive magic weapons and blocked them in front of him.
"Pfft." The Soul Splitting Sword actually easily split the first two defensive magic weapons in half. Then it hit the last defensive magic weapon hard.
"Ding." There was a crisp sound. The last defensive magic weapon actually withstood the shocking blow of the soul-breaking knife. And there was no damage on the surface.
"Huh." The Lord said in surprise: "You actually withstood the blow of the Soul-Splitting Knife. You are indeed quite capable." After saying that, the Lord fired more than a dozen spells with both hands. The surface of the Soul-Splitter Knife was filled with red light and its size was huge. It immediately grew several times larger. Then it quickly struck out three sharp sword auras towards Ao Ming.
Three sword qi streaked through the air, making a muffled sound of "Woooo...". It was enough to show how powerful the three sword qi were.
Ao Ming opened his mouth and spit out a jet-black dagger. The dagger grew in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge shining black blade blocking Ao Ming's body.
"Bang, bang, bang." The three sharp sword auras all hit the giant blade transformed into a black dagger. After a few muffled sounds, the sword aura disappeared, and the giant blade retracted into its original black dagger.
The duel just now turned out to be a half-match.
Several attacks failed to defeat Ao Ming, which made the Lord's face very dull. He took a deep breath and personally picked up the soul-breaking knife and struck Ao Ming.
Ao Ming didn't show any weakness. He grabbed the black dagger and came forward.
"Ding Ding Dang Dang." The Lord and Ao Ming started fighting fiercely.
The Soul-Splitting Knife in the Lord's hand is one of the six most powerful weapons in the Sea of Demonic Beasts. It is extremely powerful. Every time a sword is struck, a white mark appears in the air. It is as if the sky is about to be split by the Soul-Splitting Knife. And Ao Ming The black dagger in his hand is not an ordinary thing. It can actually withstand the attack of the soul-breaking knife.
Ao Ming knew very well that he could tie with the Lord in a short time. But over time, he would definitely not be his opponent. You must know that the Lord is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. Both in terms of fighting experience and cultivation level, Much stronger than myself.
The lifespan of monsters is generally longer than that of humans. And not even a little bit longer. An ordinary Qi-training and foundation-building stage monster can live for thousands of years. As for monsters at the Golden Core stage and Nascent Soul stage or above. The lifespan is ridiculously longer. Let’s put it this way. The lifespan of most monsters is more than ten times that of humans.
Ao Ming tried his best to attack, then turned around and ran towards the west. It seemed that Ao Ming planned to use the thirty-sixth strategy to escape.
"If you want to run away, there's no way." The Lord held up the soul-splitting knife and quickly chased after him.
In the blink of an eye, the figures of Ao Ming and the Lord disappeared from the horizon.
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Lin San licked his lips and slowly stood up from the rock.
"Don't move." The white-haired man shouted softly.
"Why are you shouting so loudly? You scared me." Lin San twisted her mouth.
"I'm warning you: you'd better be honest with me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you." The white-haired man said in a stiff tone.
Lin San waved his hand: "Don't get excited. Aren't I quite honest now?" As he spoke, Lin San smiled at the white-haired man: "Brother, I dare you to ask for your last name."
The white-haired man ignored Lin San.
"What? Don't you have a name?" Lin San was stunned.
"You don't have a name." The white-haired man glared at Lin San.
"You have a name. Then why didn't you say it just now?" Lin San said pretending to be surprised.
The white-haired man snorted coldly: "You don't deserve to know my name."
"Brother, I actually..." Lin San still wanted to get closer.
The white-haired man turned his head to the side, as if he didn't want to talk to Lin San.
Lin San rolled his eyes. Then he looked up at the sky and said to himself: "I don't know who will win in the end, Lord or Ao Ming."
"Bullshit. Of course our Lord won." The white-haired man couldn't help shouting.
Lin San smiled: "That's not certain. Ao Ming is very capable."
"Our Lord is more capable." The white-haired man admired the Lord greatly. How could Lin San be allowed to slander him?
"Fighting is very dangerous. You don't have to be very capable to win..." Lin San shook his head and said, "As far as I know, Ao Ming has many magic weapons and many evil intentions. He is not that easy to deal with. …”
"Shut up. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will cut out your tongue." The white-haired man's face sank.
"Okay, okay. I won't say it. I won't say it, okay." Lin San waved his hand and closed his mouth.