Martial World's
Ch 1976 - They Fight Me, Die
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Massacres.
In the world of martial artists, this kind of behavior was common. Not to mention slaughtering a village, slaughtering a city or even slaughtering all the lives living with stars was something that happened frequently.
In this vast universe, even a large planet like the Sky Spill Planet would not cause any worries if it was destroyed in a single day. Even if some people found out about this event, they would only think that a group of untalented, useless, insignificant heavenly Sea people had been killed.
But, slaughtering geniuses in groups, and specifically slaughtering a crowd of geniuses from True Divinity level influences, was something extremely rare in the world of martial artists!
There was a slight influence of the True Divinity level in the 33 Heavens. Who would dare to provoke them or even have the ability to do so?
This was the same as declaring war with great influence; the consequences were dire!
At this moment, in front of Lin Ming were 20 disciples from the Fortune Saint Palace desperately struggling against the bonds that imprisoned them. However, even if they were to gather all their strength and even use all the power that the flesh and blood of Famine provided, they could not shake the one person who was Lin Ming.
The terrifying force field that locked onto them, was as solid as an immortal mountain!
And now, Lin Ming had already moved towards the third person. This makes everyone worried!
To show such great strength in the final trial, what he displayed was not his cultivation but his talent.
And if talents could be quantified, then this man's talent far surpassed the total number of all 20 disciples of the Good Fortune Saint Palace!
This is unbelievable.
Engaged!
With a light voice, Lin Ming took out all the flesh and blood of Famine from a third saint martial artist. And this blood and flesh was given to the little black dragon.
Starving flesh and blood contained an incredible level of energy, but even so, eating the little black dragon was even more amazing. It swallowed this flesh and blood without chewing it.
Then, the fourth disciple of the Good Fortune Saint Palace was killed by Lin Ming. He killed them like he killed chickens, butchered them without a single fight.
"He killed a genius like a pig .. every time he killed someone, who knew how much damage he inflicted to the Saint Fortune Palace …"
Some people shrank inward, dumbfounded without a sound.
These Good Fortune Saint Palace disciples were brought up by stockpiling a large amount of heavenly materials. In the Good Fortune Saint Palace, these people were the best disciples they had raised in the past few hundred years, and they had also been brought up with every possible effort.
And the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign had carefully prepared for this mission. He had recklessly invested resources in the bodies of these people, dispatching all of the top junior elites within the Good Fortune Saint Palace.
Moreover, he even changed their bodies using the flesh and blood of Famine.
It could be said that out of these 20 people, the value of one person out of them was several times more valuable than all the lives of a thousand Sky Spill Planets!
In particular, the fat man that Lin Ming had killed; he was the greatest junior born in the Good Fortune Saint Palace for the past thousand years, a natural leader of his generation. Although he was worse than the Good Fortune Saint Son, he was actually equally matched with someone like Imperial Prince Naqi.
If Lin Ming killed these people then it was the same as destroying all the work the Good Fortune Saint Palace had done over the past few hundred years.
In the world of martial artists, the value of life could be measured. In the eyes of the Asura Road martial artists, Lin Ming killing a single one of these people was equal to destroying thousands of planets.
One after another, Lin Ming slowly killed these saint race martial artists. He had accidentally planned to torture them, but did so because he needed to control the flow of his true essence so that he could sever the bond between these saint martial artists with Famine's blood and flesh. This was a mentally consuming task, and even for Lin Ming it was not simple.
But, this behavior caused the surviving disciples of the Good Fortune Saint Palace to lose all courage and hope!
No matter how they struggled, it was useless; they could only wait for death to slowly arrive in front of them and make them suffer the most excruciating pain in the world! In particular, the pain of flesh and blood Famine being forcibly taken from their bodies caused their scalps to numb from shock. Although these martial artists had strong wills and hearts, once they experienced this pain they immediately wished they could all die.
"Buck! If you kill us then the Fortune Saint Palace will never forgive you! "
A disciple of the Good Fortune Saint Palace shouted crazily before he died. This was because in the short moment before he died, the force field that imprisoned him weakened, allowing him to speak.
However, his threat did not change his fate. Starving blood and flesh were also pulled out from his body!
Those who kill must expect to be killed. All of the saint martial artists present, including almost all of the martial artists of the Asura Road within, had stepped onto the path of death!
Lin Ming was not a faint-hearted or lenient individual. When he killed these people, he did not even blink.
But at this moment, slowly, the charm of sealing the hole began to weaken. Some unknown figures began to quietly retreat.
These people had come from Soaring Feather God Mountain.
Seeing the miserable fate of the Good Fortune Saint Palace disciples, all of their hair stood on end and their limbs tingled in fear.
Although they were passively drawn into this mess, they were still on the same side as the Good Fortune Saint Palace disciples. After this fellow killed those Good Fortune Saint Palace disciples, it was possible that he would kill everyone who witnessed it!
"All of you ... Where are you going?"
After continuously killing a dozen or so Good Fortune Saint Palace disciples, Lin Ming suddenly turned his head to look at the four Soaring Feather God Mountain disciples.
At that moment, the four Soaring Feather God Mountain disciples felt as if they had fallen into an ice lake!
The gray-clothed woman turned deathly pale. He knew that he was facing the biggest crisis of his life.
At this moment, escaping meant death and staying here meant that they would most likely die!
Mind racing. He gritted his teeth and said, “If you have the ability then kill everyone here. Otherwise, the news of you killing all the disciples of the Good Fortune Saint Palace and Soaring Feather God Mountain will definitely leak out. At that time, the saints will pursue you with everything they have!
“The only exception is if you can take root in the Asura Road or spiritas and find the influence of a true Super God to protect you! However, you are just an ordinary human, and there are no True Immortals among the human race! ”
The gray-clothed woman hurriedly sighed. He tried to divert all fear and hatred towards Lin Ming so that everyone here would support him.
This is a method of self-mutilation. And as the gray-clothed woman expected, the atmosphere inside the pit started to turn into panic. The complexion of many people changed as they looked at Lin Ming.
Indeed, if this man was afraid of the Fortune Saint Palace and did not want news of him slaughtering their disciples, then he would kill everyone here.
“Who are you? With your talent, it is impossible for you to remain anonymous and also impossible for you to come out of nowhere! ”
The gray-clothed woman attacked Lin Ming once again, questioning his identity.
In the eyes of those present, this kind of unrivalled talent was even able to suppress Sheng Mei and the Good Fortune Saint Son. His existence is completely unreasonable.
Moreover, for him to be born in the midst of a human race that was on the verge of extinction, which was even more unbelievable.
Speaking of the human race, the gray-clothed woman could not help but think of the man known as Lin Ming who existed several thousand years ago. Even though Lin Ming was dead, his past fame remained spirited and storied. Although the saints tried to weaken the legend, they were unable to cover themselves.
As for this gray-clothed woman, she was a junior born over 2000 years after Lin Ming died. To him, Lin Ming's name sounded in his ears like thunder. This was the person who had caused the founder of their Soaring Feather God Mountain, the Soaring Feather God King, to hunt him down personally!
A True Divinity had disregarded their status in order to chase after a Holy God. From this treatment, it could be imagined just how terrifying Lin Ming was!
"This person, she shouldn't be Lin Ming .." The gray-clothed woman immediately denied the thought that came to her mind.
The final trial was addressed to juniors and this concept was supported by the Laws permeating this space. Even if Lin Ming was still alive, his skeleton age would be several thousand years; he would not be a junior. Even if Lin Ming's current strength was several times that of a Good Fortune Saint Sovereign, once he arrived at this final courtroom and was suppressed by Law, he was, he who was several thousand years old would find it impossible to display such a terrifying combat power.
As the gray-clothed woman spoke, Lin Ming's flaming eyes stared at her the entire time.
Now, there were already some trial challengers who stepped closer to the gray-clothed woman.
As they looked at Lin Ming, there was fear and admiration in their eyes. No matter how they looked at it, this man did not seem to be someone who was under the protection of a great influence. This was because the amount of influence that could defend against the Good Fortune Saint Palace and offer protection to someone who killed his disciples could be counted on two hands. Moreover, many of those influences had representatives here, and this man was definitely not theirs.
“You're pretty good at shifting public opinion. ”
A cold light flashed across Lin Ming's eyes as he looked at the response of these people and the expression of the gray-clothed woman. At this moment he was trying to divert all the hatred and fear he could find on him, using it to stir up the anger of the people, he said, and then try to find a favorable change in the chaos that ensues. Without a doubt, this is the smartest method.
Unfortunately, all his plans are meaningless.
As a person who possessed absolute power, he could control the life and death of all present!
Who is with me, alive. Those who oppose me, die!
Lin Ming watched as more and more trial challengers were drawn to the side of the gray-clothed woman. He coldly smiled and then said, “I'll give you all the options. You can choose to stand behind the woman and die with her, or leave her and have a chance to live. ”.
Lin Ming's words were like a whisper of a demonic bargain. The trial challengers felt their hearts turn cold. Some of them had already subconsciously started moving away from the gray-clothed woman.
“Stop being naive! Do you really think he'll let you live !? ”Seeing this scene, the gray-clothed woman shouted in panic, no matter if this move would really let her live.
However, no matter how much he shouted, the more people got away from him.
Logic's simple. Rejecting the man was hopeless. But if they chose to submit to him, he might not need to kill them.
Soon, the only ones left with the gray-clothed woman were the other three disciples from Soaring Feather God Mountain.
At that moment, Lin Ming attacked!
The speed is very fast. The spear light cut through the void. It was a true arrow, directly piercing through the astral essence of the gray-clothed female protector. Blood spurted out and he unhappily coughed as his ruptured body was sent flying backwards.
The other Soaring Feather Mountain God disciples also died with him.
Two people died without tension. Lin Ming showed no mercy. In the war between humans and saints, Soaring Feather God Mountain was also involved. All of the disciples of the God Feather Floating Mountain were equally stained with human blood.
However, there was still a male and female disciple from Soaring Feather God Mountain left. Lin Ming did not kill them because he had a special use for them.
He waved his hand and locked the two people with a force field.
Both men were shaking. Their faces paled. As they looked at Lin Ming, both hate and fear clouded their eyes.
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