Chapter 227: Blood God Needle

Killing is a soul martial artist at the pinnacle of life and death realm, who is good at killing.
The spirit power that was entwined around him matched his robe very well, and in the blink of an eye it cut the sea water and rushed in front of Lin Qian.
At the same time, Sha put out his hands, his fingers were slender, and his palms were boneless. With such a pair of hands, it can be precisely controlled, and the subtlety can kill people.
I saw Killer's right hand squeezed towards Lin Qian's chin, and on his left hand, the soul power condensed into a short dagger.
Killing this appearance is obviously to fulfill what he said at the beginning and cut off Lin Qian's tongue!
Just as the killer's right hand hurriedly touched Lin Qian, the red-gold thunder glow wandered in the waters.
boom!
In the next moment, Lin Qian's whole body also disappeared in front of the killer, catching his life.
At the same time, behind the killing, Lin Qian's figure suddenly appeared, and the palm of his palm spouted out of the scarlet gold thunder soul power, condensed into a long sword of thunder soul power, and slashed towards it.
Cang!
However, Lin Qian was astonished that the Thunder Sword slashed at the body, and when he collided with the soul power, he remembered the sound of metal clashing.
Moreover, after being slashed by this sword aura, the kill was completely unharmed, and the soul power that permeated his body did not even fluctuate.
The scene before him made Lin Qian's eyes stunned by mistakes. Obviously, he didn't expect that his slash was actually unachievable.
It seemed that the soul power of this killing was a copper wall and an iron wall, which could not be broken at all.
At the same time, with his back facing Lin Qian's killing, he slowly turned around and looked at him proudly: "Have you forgotten that the life and death realm must go through the calamity, and the soul power will go through the calamity? , But there will be a qualitative change."
After speaking, the soul power around the killing body directly squeezed the water away, and it was also turned into a soul power long sword, slashing towards Lin Qian.
Lin Qian hurriedly raised the Chijin Thunder Sword in his hand to resist, but after colliding with the Scarlet Soul Power Long Sword, it instantly collapsed, and the whole body was shocked to fly backwards because of the force that hit the whole body.
"Nine rounds of Nirvana, it's only interesting that such a genius is ruined." Killing that eyes stared at Lin Qian, and he let out a sharp cry of excitement. Nine spherical components revolved around his body.
Yuan weapon armed!
The components turned into liquid metal are like squirming plasma, condensed into a long and narrow thin sword, which is firmly held in the hand after being killed, catching up with the flying Lin Qian, and cutting off his wrist.
The purpose of killing was obvious, he wanted to cut off Lin Qian's right palm!
Now Lin Qian is breaking through the air, and his physique is tyrannical. He wants to regenerate his severed limbs, but he has to pay a great price, and he cannot cultivate for seven or eight years.
For Lin Qian, he couldn't cultivate in 1978, which was a great loss to Lin Qian!
But Lin Qian is not a person who sits and waits for death, how can he let the killing be his wish?
Yuan weapon armed!
Lin Qian held the black broad-bladed sword with a red gold pattern in his hand. The Ting Ye Sword, which was wider than an ordinary long sword, had three grids and was wrapped in the light of thunder.
Before the Scarlet Longsword fell, Ting Ye Jian's black wide-bladed sword had arrived early and stood in front of it.
The blood-colored sword body collided with the black sword body, Lin Qian's eyes condensed, the red gold thunder in his body roared, and the huge thunder sword appeared, burst out, and forced the kill back.
However, when he was forced to retreat, he had stabilized his figure by killing him, staring at the armed Ting Ye Sword in Lin Qian's hand, and the blood eyes were full of jealousy: "Ancestral Martial Spirit!"
Not only the killing, the human races watching the battle on the viewing platform all exclaimed.
Because this double-shot test was the third most powerful killer on the surface, Lin Qian, who had recently become famous, almost not many people practiced, but watched the test quietly.
Many human races are emotional, but fortunately they haven't practiced, otherwise they would have missed this scene.
Not only the Human Race was surprised, many Eight Armed Sea Race also looked at Lin Qian unexpectedly, staring at the successfully armed Ting Ye Sword in his hand.
Ancestral level martial arts, for the human soul martial artist, that is extremely high-end talent!
It can be said that there is no one present with such a terrifying talent.
No, there is one more person, Ye Xin!
"An ancestral martial spirit, Brother Lin hid too deep." Looking at the Ting Ye Sword in Lin Qian's hand, Li Yunfeng exclaimed.
Zhang Zide frowned and watched the soul power become more intense. He was not optimistic: "The three realms of change, each big realm is a huge change, especially the life and death realm, no matter where the four small realms are. A race has undergone earth-shaking changes."
"Killing, after all, is the realm of life and death. The higher Lin Qian's talent is, the more jealous he will be, and his hand will only be harder."
"No matter how cruel, as long as Lin Qian surrenders, it won't be okay?" Zhang Wenxuan said in disregard.
Zhang Qi gave a wry smile and said to Zhang Wenxuan, "Xiao Xuan, you don't understand."
"Why don't I understand?" Zhang Wenxuan said unconvinced.
"According to your Majesty Lin's personality, he is definitely not willing to surrender." Seeing Zhang Wenxuan not convinced, Zhang Qi said.
As if to make Zhang Qi's words credible, Li Yunfeng directly asked Ye Xin: "Sister, do you think Brother Lin will persist until defeat, or will he surrender if the momentum is wrong?"
"Xiao Qian will definitely win, there is no need to surrender." However, Ye Xin spoke with pride, and when he looked at the crowd, he was full of confidence, "You don't have to worry about Xiao Qian, it's okay."
After speaking, Ye Xin continued to look towards the ring, with no worries in his eyes.
Looking at Ye Xin, and then at the ring space, Lin Qian, who was constantly fighting head-to-head with Lin Qian, Zhang Zide reluctantly covered his face: "It's not saved, these young couples have the same virtue."
In the arena space, Lin Qian, with the strength of breaking through the air, could not use his fighting skills to find ways to deal with it, but instead he constantly followed and killed.
Relying on the original weapon of the ancestor-level martial soul, and his own tyrannical physique. Lin Qian was able to persevere with the strength of the sixth-order air-breaking realm and was able to persevere, without being completely defeated.
But the killing opposite Lin Qian was much crazier, constantly roaring.
Especially when Lin Qian was not defeated, he persisted under his attack, and the crazy look on his face was about to make another point.
"Why, you can have an ancestral martial spirit!"
"Why, you only have a story about Breaking the Sky, and you can actually hold me!"
"To destroy you, you must be destroyed!" Killing screamed frantically, and the pace of the offensive continued to accelerate.
The clothes on Lin Qian's body were gradually torn, and gaps were opened, blood constantly seeping from his body, flowing in that piece of water.
"Abolished you!" Suddenly, he screamed and screamed, and the soul power around him condensed thousands of embroidered needle-sized small sword energy, stab Lin Qian.
Blood God Needle!
Once the kill's proud spirit ability is used, Lin Qian's body meridians, dantian, muscles and flesh will suffer unprecedented severe damage.
The meridians are broken, the dantian is broken, and the muscles and bones are broken.
Using this trick, I don't know how many geniuses have become depressed waste!
But Shan found that Lin Qian smiled on his face when facing his own trick.