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Chapter 560 The power of artistic conception

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    With a loud shout, the blood man's aura burst out, and his originally black skin glowed with a bewitching red sheen, making it look like blood was oozing out.

    "It's the "Demon Blood Magic"!"

    Someone in the audience recognized Xueman's moves at a glance. Xueman also came from a large fifth-level sect of the Barbarian tribe. This "Demon Blood Magic Art" is the top skill in that sect. Using the blood of "Demon Blood Magic Art"  Barbarians are the most terrifying blood barbarians.

    "Xueman went all out. He just underestimated the enemy, but now that kid is miserable." Some of the trolls who were looking forward to Lin Ming's defeat said with a smile.

    "Idiot, don't be stupid. It's true that the blood barbarian didn't use his full strength in the move just now, but how do you know that the human boy did his best?"

    "Just wait and see, this is a battle between dragons and tigers. I really don't know how this human kid practices!"

    Several people were talking when they suddenly felt the air around them getting cold, as if a cold wind blew into their bones, making them shiver.

    "Huh?" The warrior who spoke looked back, and his breathing suddenly stopped. Behind him, very close to him, a troll with a heavy sword on his back stood abruptly, his eyes fixed on the ring, his face gloomy.

    "Xingtian!"

    On the second floor of Babel Tower, Xing Tian is synonymous with king. Seeing Xing Tian appear, these people immediately became silent and did not dare to express their anger.

    Xingtian also came to watch the game!

    The warriors in front of Xing Tian felt frightened. Xing Tian had not appeared in the martial arts arena for half a year.

    In the ring, Xue Man also saw Xing Tian's appearance, which made his expression even worse. Before, he patted his chest in front of Xing Tian and promised that he could easily defeat Lin Ming, but now, Lin Ming forced him to retreat with one move, and he lost all face.  .

    "Boy, I want you to die!"

    The blood man roared loudly and charged at Lin Ming with his mountain ax. This time, he did not hold back any more and wanted to cut Lin Ming into pieces.

    Lin Ming looked at the blood barbarian, took a step back, and held the gun in both hands. He still did not activate the power of the evil god.

    After breaking through to the middle stage of Xiantian, Lin Ming firstly wanted to test his limits, and secondly, he did not want to show off his strength too much.

    After being targeted by Xueman and Xingtian, Lin Ming slowly began to realize that things were unusual. It seemed that he was being targeted, and it was always right to retain more of his strength.

    The huge ax light connected into a blood-red demonic cloud. From a distance, it looked like a sea of ??burning blood. Lin Ming suddenly stepped back and stepped on the "Golden Roc Breaking the Void" movement technique, pulling out countless phantoms from his body.

    Since he has gained a deeper understanding of the artistic conception of space and the artistic conception of wind, Lin Ming's "Golden Peng Breaks the Void" movement technique has officially entered the second level, and when used, it is natural.

    "Idiot, stop struggling in vain. Any technique is meaningless in the face of absolute power. Break it for me!"

    "Boom!"

    The axe¡¯s light exploded, covering the entire fighting arena. As a result, no matter how exquisite Lin Ming¡¯s movement skills were, there was no room for him to dodge.

    "Chi chi chi!"

    All Lin Ming's afterimages were swallowed up by the blood-colored demonic cloud and turned into nothingness. Lin Ming himself was also strangled in the whirlpool of the demonic cloud. The raging ax light rushed into Lin Ming's body mercilessly.  There was a fierce collision with Lin Ming's body-protecting essence.

    Hearing a sound like ripping brocade silk, Lin Ming's body-protecting essence shattered, his shirt exploded, and a wisp of blood flew out.

    His body retreated tens of feet, and Lin Ming inserted the purple spear into the ground to stop his retreat. However, due to the great inertia, as his body retreated, the tip of the spear violently rubbed against the ground, creating a gap of several tens of feet.  A long gap almost tore the arena apart.

    Seeing this scene, the audience kept shouting and exclamating. Lin Ming had the advantage in the previous move, but in the blink of an eye, the Blood Barbarian had the advantage. If the fight continued like this, he didn't know what the outcome would be.

    Xingtian stood in the corner, his face never showing any signs of relief. Although the bloody man forced Lin Ming back dozens of feet with one blow, Lin Ming only suffered a slight injury, which did not affect his combat effectiveness at all.

    "Does this kid have a body made of iron?" Xing Tian knew very well the horror of the blood barbarian's blow, which had torn Lin Ming's body-protecting essence and rubbed against his body. If he were an ordinary warrior in the middle stage of innate life, he would be struck by the axe's light.  If it touches the flesh, it will definitely result in the body being torn apart, but Lin Ming only injured a little flesh!

    Lin Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. After quenching the marrow, his bones were comparable to treasures, and his self-healing ability was abnormal. This injury could not be healed at all.?But how did his gun hurt the bloody man?  "

    Seeing the scene just now, the audience was stunned. Lin Ming's blow felt extremely uncoordinated. Under almost impossible circumstances, Lin Ming avoided the blood barbarian's attack and at the same time pierced the blood with a spear.  Man's chest, knocking the blood barbarian away.

    "Sure enough, it's the artistic conception of space, this kid!" Xing Tian's face became even more ugly. As early as when Lin Ming fought against the black rat, Lin Ming's spear moves showed the artistic conception of space. Not many people paid attention to it at first. This time, Lin Ming  The spatial artistic conception has obviously gone a step further.

    The artistic conception of space is so ethereal that even many young heroes from the Fairy Clan cannot comprehend it. However, Lin Ming, who was only in the middle stage of innate talent, was able to perfectly apply it to his spear moves.

    "This kid grows up too fast. If you keep him, he will be a disaster sooner or later!" Xing Tian's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

    In the martial arts arena, Xue Man got up from the ground. A shocking blood hole was stabbed in his chest. A large amount of blood gushes out from the blood hole. For the barbarians, such an injury can barely survive.  .

    ¡°Asshole, I¡¯m going to kill you!¡± As Xue Man spoke, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

    Lin Ming frowned slightly, "It's really tenacious. It's a pity that I don't understand the artistic conception of space well enough. Otherwise, this spear would have penetrated deeper and the blood-drinking mark would have exploded in his body, and he would have died!" (To be continued.)  If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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