Reaching the top of the world: I'm really not a genius

Chapter 130 130 Sword Slash [Wulin Mythology]!promotion! [Strength] Affixes! "Ping An Wu Dian"! 【Magic Vegetable Skills】

"The leader of the [Land Seizing Alliance], Mister Ping An."

Lin Zhengliu opened and closed his eyes, and in the terrifying pure black pupils with no whites in sight, there was a faint crimson light: "I was going to seek revenge on you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door on my own initiative."

"We have some debts, so we should settle it."

The middle-aged man in front of him, surnamed Hira, named An, had a restrained aura. Although he was not "not amazing", it was hard for people to think of his exaggerated titles and life achievements.

It can be said that without the intervention of earth civilization, Ping'an would be the ceiling of Kawu's other world, almost a legendary figure, and perhaps thousands of years later, it would still be praised by countless people, and even considered to be a myth compiled by the ancestors Role.

Under the mental stimulation of [Magic Pupils and Secret Weapons (Advanced)], Ping An's slightly muddy eyes suddenly became clear.

He stared at Lin Zhengliu expressionlessly, and said in a slightly stiff tone: "Dongfang Xiao is just a failed experiment."

"The person who has truly surpassed the limits of this world is me, Ping An."

At this moment, his mind was dizzy, and he always felt that he had overlooked something very important. However, an opponent who was by no means weak was right in front of him, and he couldn't be distracted to take care of other things.

As he spoke, the man with the reputation of martial arts myth slowly raised his left hand.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ping An just waved his left hand lightly.

Swish!
The wind is surging.

The howling wind suddenly passed by.

The hundreds of soldiers closest to Ping'an were suppressed and collapsed to the ground almost instantly.

The soldiers fell down one after another, as if they had endured a huge force of tens of thousands of catties, and they could not resist at all.

After finishing this matter lightly, Ping An squinted at Lin Zhengliu, and said leisurely: "Reverse the acquired turbidity, from now on you will not eat the fireworks of the world, devour the vitality, refine the world, understand the will of heaven, and act according to the destiny. Reached the supreme state of [Huangmang Xiantian]!"

"You don't understand this realm, but I can teach you."

Although he said so, his deepest thought was to see Lin Zhengliu's performance.

With Lin Zhengliu's talent, skills, and good character, he is not the kind of evil person that his relatives do not recognize. If he is really willing to worship himself as a teacher, then it may not be impossible to make him his No. .2 Personal disciples.

and many more……

No.2?
Ping An felt a little confused in his thinking. He couldn't remember the name, what he looked like, and where he was from, his first disciple.

However, Lin Zhengliu noticed the strange reaction of the other party, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly, outlining a wicked smile: "The real life energy level is 6!"

"It's not a parallel import that temporarily breaks through to 6 like Dongfang Xiao."

"Hahahahaha! Good! Very good!"

Lin Zhengliu laughed wildly: "Although I can feel your wavering and doubts, but..."

"You like this are worthy of dying in my hands!"

Ping'an's state of mind seemed to be much more stable than Dongfang Xiao's, and he was not moved by words at all: "It seems that you still don't understand."

"In terms of the earth, summer insects cannot speak of ice."

"My inner strength is endless!"

While speaking, the internal energy in his body gathered and compressed like a cloud of smoke, condensing into the shape of a scabbard, wrapping his sapphire sword in it, hiding its edge deeply.

Ping'an's internal force vibrated, and the voice oscillated in the entire palace: "The true meaning of [Human Mang Xiantian] is—under the self, everyone is an ant!"

After surpassing the previous limit and reaching the realm of [Hunting Innate], Ping An's inner strength will be endless, even if it is infinitely squandered, there is no need to take it into account!

Facing the army in the past, he had to avoid its edge.

Now, even if there are millions of soldiers, to him, they are nothing more than chickens and dogs!
After finishing the words, Ping An gently stroked the hilt of the sword with his right hand, pulled out about one finger, and then slowly buckled it into the scabbard.

click!

With just a soft sound, the expressions of Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, the four hidden top powerhouses, suddenly changed.

Their faces were pale, they resisted hard, trembling all over, but still deprived of their internal strength, they fell to their knees one after another.

At this moment, the four top powerhouses were limp and their eyes were dull, as if they had completely lost some kind of faith.

It is not shameful to lose to [Wulin Mythology] Ping An.

It can even be said that it is an honor.

The problem is that they didn't make a move at all, but just tapped the scabbard lightly, and they were almost destroyed.

This kind of thing shouldn't have happened.

But it did appear.

In fact, even if they were unwilling and struggled hard, they were obviously powerless to fight anymore.

The pure energy floating between heaven and earth is helping Ping An, and bringing this martial arts myth one step closer to an inhuman realm. At this moment, he is not like a human warrior, but more like a legendary fairy.

Lin Zhengliu took a sympathetic glance at the four sages in Ouchi, and his eyes locked on Pingan again: "Aren't they your teammates? Then you should have said it earlier!"

It's not that he wants to destroy the sacred and solemn atmosphere.

mainly……

Ping An's method of displaying his holiness in front of others, the so-called [Human Mang Innate] "everything under the self is an ant", is obviously the use of the characteristics of life energy level 6.

When others saw it, they probably gasped and wondered for a long time, their minds wavered, their flaws were revealed, and they even fell into a depression, unable to raise their fighting spirit any more.

But to Lin Zhengliu, this trick really doesn't have much mystery.

Lin Zhengliu didn't look sideways, he just said loudly: "Ah Qing."

Hearing this, Xu Qing scratched her head, and said shyly, "Senior Ping An, is this the [Huangman Xiantian] you are talking about?"

After finishing speaking, the melancholy young man with blue hair and blue eyes suddenly raised his hand.

sieve!
The wind blows.

The pure energy flowing between the heaven and the earth surged wildly, merged into Xu Qing's palm, and continuously turned into spiritual energy.

With one free hand, he waved lightly.

In an instant, dozens of Ouchi guards collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Ping An suddenly grabbed the hilt of his sword: "This is... the realm of [Human Mang Xiantian]!"

The pupils of the middle-aged swordsman shrank, his gaze was like a sword, and he glanced at the blue-haired melancholy boy: "At your age, you can reach the same level as the old man... How many adventures have you had?"

To be honest, Ping An didn't understand, but he was shocked.

You know, as a [Wulin Myth], he was born with four martial skills, which surpassed the existence of [Tianyun Warrior].

Later, after embarking on the road of martial arts, he was like a darling of fate, with various adventures and opportunities emerging one after another.

Even so, he barely touched the threshold of the realm of [Hunting Innate] when he was more than 100 years old.

This brat in front of me...

Why is he?
Xu Qing was a little embarrassed to be stared at by Ping An.

Did the old man understand something wrong?
Between level 6 and level 6, there are also strong and weak points.

Although internal strength is not comparable to spiritual power, and there is a huge difference in essence between the two, Xu Qing knows that her comprehensive strength is far inferior to this martial arts myth.

If the old man is really red-eyed and wants to single out with himself, it is estimated that in the end...

The one who died was probably himself, right?

Fortunately, I am not alone.

Lin Zhengliu glanced at Pingan, and said, "The so-called inexhaustible internal energy is just an illusion caused by too fast recovery."

"You feel that your internal power is endless, and there is only one possibility—your instantaneous output ability is too poor, and you lack a final ultimate move, otherwise, your upper limit of mana is still not enough compared to mine. It's completely expendable."

"Besides, your [Hunting Innate] realm has its own aura field, which I am very familiar with. Its suppression range is only 100 meters in diameter."

"My long-range elite troops, whether they use bows or crossbows, their ranges far exceed this number."

"You claim to have endless internal energy, but you are crushed here by us, can you survive the shooting of hundreds of thousands of arrows?"

Lin Zhengliu was just confusing the public. He said these words mainly for the sake of peace of mind.

What martial arts myths, what legendary seniors, what peerless bosses who have been in the rivers and lakes for more than 100 years, in the final analysis, they are still mortal bodies.

If he is of flesh and blood, then he will be disturbed by hormones, and there will be a struggle between sensibility and reason.

What's more, looking at the other party like this, the spiritual will seems to have been disturbed from the outside world, and it can't be regarded as a full-blown state.

In this kind of world of internal martial arts that doesn't pay much attention to xinxing, to deal with many pretentious monsters who pay attention to force, just say "Your mother is gone, I am your father, son, you are fascinated, dad treats you Very disappointed", it works better than any peerless magic power.

Of course, ridicule is ridicule, whether you can survive after the ridicule is another matter.

Ping An, who created the [Seize the Land Alliance] with one hand, heard the glint in his eyes, and his internal strength was like a stormy wave, constantly beating the surrounding air.

His confidence was a little shaken.

The melancholy boy with blue hair and blue eyes has reached the same level as him in terms of internal strength, so forget it.

After all, there are always all kinds of peerless geniuses in this world, and at the same time, they have extremely strong luck, and they are born to master everything that others can't get in a lifetime.

However, when Pingan saw Lin Zhengliu's frivolous attitude and heard his casual tone, it seemed that he had long been accustomed to his innate state of chaos.

"Wait! I seem to have overlooked something..." Ping An suddenly felt a subtle sense of disobedience. Years of experience in fighting and killing made him immediately pull back his consciousness and attention.

Lin Zhengliu didn't give him the slightest chance. He pointed at Ping An and waved his hand suddenly: "Shoot him!"

If you can fight in groups, there is no need to single out.

Leapfrog challenge?Can!But it cannot affect your subsequent plans and benefits.

[Martial Arts Mythology], [Seize the Land Alliance·Leader] Ping An, although he is very powerful, but in Lin Zhengliu's place, compared with Yu Yu, his overall value is not as good.

Visually, there is only one life energy level 6, plus a sword skill above the advanced realm?
Lin Zhengliu planned to ask his soldiers to sharpen the old Mr. Pingan's condition first, exhausting his internal strength and physical fitness, and when the time was right, he would come over to make up the knife.

Otherwise, if I consume so much food and grass, raise so many people, and spend so much money, is it really for them to come to be the atmosphere group?

Their existence is naturally valuable-weak soldiers are always like a chicken digging a dog when facing a powerful transcendent, vulnerable to a single blow, but when these weak soldiers are commanded by the strong, they can shine , and even play some important roles.

Wulin Mythology Ping An did have enmity with him, but there was no personal grievance between them.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, this person has such a great reputation, and he is a genuine life energy level 6, so his strength will not be too hip.

Use the outside tricks that should be used as much as possible.

If you can beat him, that's the best.

If you are not convinced, it doesn't matter.

It's not bad to kill it directly, and it can be activated once in the engraving.

bang bang bang! ...

This is a three-stage fire cycle of the musket!

Whoosh! ...

This is the shooting of bows and crossbows!

The lord of Ping'an was forced to pull out the sapphire-like sword, the internal force condensed on the blade, and the flames of anger burned in his eyes: "Junior! Is your courage only at this level?"

No names were named, but who he said was self-explanatory.

As the party concerned, Lin Zhengliu stood there with a smile on his face: "Can courage be eaten? What's more, you have said that I am a junior. As a young man, I am still in the stage of rapid growth and development. Without you, the elderly The so-called boldness is also a matter of course."

Lin Zhengliu waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to continue to besiege the old man with the reputation of "Wulin Mythology"—even though Ping An looked like a middle-aged man full of vigor.

Projectiles fell from the sky like hail, crackling and hitting the area where Ping An was.

The arrows from the bows and arrows and the projectiles from the fire fell to the ground, but they were like maggots attached to the bones, gradually eroding Ping An's physical and internal strength.

They gradually piled up under Ping An's feet, like a pile of heavy scrap iron.

One hundred catties, two hundred catties, three hundred catties...

Five hundred catties, one thousand catties, three thousand catties...

Ping An, who has the name of martial arts mythology, is a body of flesh and blood after all, and cannot be a mechanical descendant.

Even if he made full use of the environment and tried to perform a straw boat borrowing arrows live, it was still useless.

Lin Zhengliu and Zhu Ming took turns to shoot, and they could burn the metal gun into iron juice in one shot, which was completely useless for defense.

Under such shameless tactics, [Martial Arts Mythology] was exhausted, after all, old people are only capable of their muscles and bones.

After all, Ping An is a martial artist, not an immortal. He is already over 100 years old, and it is quite good that he can not be injured under this kind of covering barrage.

The Dragon King Army is full of talents now, and those who can be brought into the palace by Lin Zhengliu's side are all with good martial arts, strong eyesight, quick reaction, and can cause bigger damage than ordinary people with muskets, bows and crossbows. threaten.

Feeling that his internal strength was gradually falling to the bottom, Ping An roared: "The juniors of the earth, dare to fight me!"

Lin Zhengliu was quite serious this time, and he didn't come up with those fallacies.

He seriously responded: "There is no way. After all, my cultivation time is probably less than your old man's fraction. If I don't do this, how can I win? My life not only belongs to me alone, but also belongs to me." Comrades. I must be responsible to my partners."

It is still to carry out the attacking rhetoric to the end.

What was said was half-truth.

How to implement it is another matter. In fact, Lin Zhengliu is [-]% sure that he can kill the so-called martial arts myth in its heyday one-on-one in a life-and-death fight.

Hearing this, Yan Linglong beside her nodded silently, feeling joyful in her heart.

This point of contention is the best.

Don't look at him usually flying in waves, at critical moments, he is more reliable than anyone else!

Xu Qing patted the swollen black dragon Taishan beside him, his eyes moved slightly, and he tried to suppress his compassion: "I'm sorry, old man, you must die here today."

After a long period of tempering, the melancholy boy with blue hair and blue eyes at this moment has been completely reborn compared to when he first came to this world, and has grown a lot.

Ning Tao and Xia Cunyi only accepted Lin Zhengliu's orders, and they continued to issue orders to the soldiers and adjust the shooting rhythm to avoid a gap in fire suppression.

Zhu Ming continued to destroy the metal wall built by Ping An with internal force, and praised loudly: "As expected of the old man of Wulin Mythology [the simple aesthetics], it is ingenious and does not work, and the epee has no sharp edge. From this point of view, it is also quite desirable. place!"

Peace is praised, but there is no joy.

He tried several times to charge and fight back, but was forced back by Lin Zhengliu and others.

His internal strength was gradually depleted, and he tried to avoid its edge, but sadly found that his way of escape had been blocked.

The east gate is controlled by [Evil Dragon] Xu Qing and his black dragon [Taishan].

The west gate is guarded by [King of Fire] Zhu Ming.

At the north gate, there is endless arrow rain and Lin Zhengliu, the [Dragon King] who is the same as the mourning gate god.

At the south gate, there is [Long Yin Long Ji] Yan Linglong blocking there like a mountain.

No matter which side you attack, you will be surrounded and beaten.

Although Ping An's life energy level has reached 6, but...

He can't fly.

It can only be a battle of trapped beasts.

At this time, Ping An suddenly realized why he came here alone, and the dusty memory was reopened.

He knew why he was alone and helpless.

Even if he could break out of the siege today and not die under Lin Zhengliu's hands, he would die at the hands of his good apprentice or champion Hou.

very desperate.

The internal force that was thought to be endless was gradually worn down to an extremely low level under the huge external pressure.

Feeling that the fire is almost ready, Lin Zhengliu said loudly: "Stop! Let me do it!"

Seeing that the time was right, Lin Zhengliu immediately prepared to strike.

The soldiers of the Dragon King Army stopped moving one after another.

Pingan panted lightly, and a thick hot white mist continuously spewed out from his nostrils: "Even if my internal strength is weak, I am old and weak, and I have to regain my breath and fight at the same time, it is not something you, a little devil, can defeat!"

This martial arts myth is extremely angry at this moment, but his anger is not only directed at Lin Zhengliu.

He finally remembered why he came to this place alone for no reason, and fell into the encirclement of Lin Zhengliu and others.

If he hadn't been stabbed in the back by his good apprentice Fang Lin, how could he have fallen into such a situation?

"The traitor Fang Lin! If I can survive today, I will let you die!"

Pingan was angry in his heart, and he was silently ruthless, but he knew very well that he might not be able to pass this test today.

Then, you can only settle for the next best thing.

Even if he couldn't escape, he would kill Lin Zhengliu to vent his hatred.

He saw Lin Zhengliu's meaning, and vaguely felt that this young man seemed to be thinking about soldiers against soldiers, king against king?
Probably because he wanted to step on his own corpse and forge his fame for the rest of his life?

Ping An kept on sneering, there was loneliness and desolation in this laughter, but more of it was the resentment towards Lin Zhengliu and Fang Lin who didn't value martial ethics: "Little guy, you are too greedy!"

"Today, you will pay with your life for your greed!"

With no one else intervening, perhaps he could seize the opportunity and kill Lin Zhengliu.

Survival from desperation is unlikely.

There is still a lot to be done for dragging someone to back him up.

Clang clang clang clang! ...

Swords staggered.

The high-purity internal force intertwined with thunder, lightning, and pitch-black fierce fire, tumbling and vibrating, making a dull roar like an ancient beast.

In an instant, the two had hundreds of rounds.

The air was distorted and torn, and the area where the two were located continued to expand and contract, as if the space was distorted.

Others would feel their scalps go numb just looking at it, and couldn't help but want to gasp, let alone rush into it and participate in the battle between the two.

Of course, this battle effect that looks like "the avenue is going to disappear" is actually a visual error caused by light refraction, not that the two have really reached that level.

During the high-intensity confrontation, Ping An's anger gradually subsided, and the sword in his hand was like the wind, but he couldn't help feeling: "What a powerful little brat! You are much stronger than Dongfang Xiao!"

It's strange to say that Lin Zhengliu is a big realm lower than him, but he has been suppressing him to fight. His lack of physical and internal strength is not an excuse at all. enemy.

The self who often kills enemies by leapfrogging seems to be about to be killed by leapfrogging.

The way of heaven is reincarnation, this moment is just like that moment, but the roles are reversed.

As a stepping stone for young people, it is difficult to tell outsiders what it feels like.

The knife in Lin Zhengliu's hand shone like thunder, raised his eyebrows, and praised him casually: "You are not bad!"

The opponent has an extremely weird field, which can play a very strong role in heads-up.

Just confronting this martial arts myth, Lin Zhengliu immediately felt that his strength, speed, endurance, and even the strength of the burst of psionic energy were suddenly cut off by about [-]%.

But these are harmless at all. In the final analysis, Ping An is only in a state of residual blood. Even if he has the means of dying and berserk, Lin Zhengliu is confident in pressing the opponent to death.

In terms of body skills and sword skills, Lin Zhengliu is not weak. What's more, he has mastered the ability to transform into lightning anytime and anywhere. Unlike ordinary warriors, many fatal flaws do not exist for him.

After another hundred rounds of confrontation.

Reed!
Lin Zhengliu stepped on Youzi Leihua, his arms exploded with all his strength, and the blade was surrounded by pitch-black flames, and he slashed across it.

Technique, speed, strength.

The slash of the three combined into one made the sapphire long sword in Ping'an's hand snap apart.

Swish!
With the long knife hanging on his neck, Ping'an's mood was completely calmed down. He was accustomed to death, and he had long been mentally prepared to be defeated by others one day.

At this moment, this martial arts myth said calmly: "Lin Zhengliu, you are simply an anomaly."

"It's obvious that my personal strength is terrifying, but I'm not proud at all..."

"If I fight against you in a state of complete victory, maybe I will die in the end, but you will definitely be seriously injured, or even completely crippled!"

"Will, fame, wealth, power, strength...you, you are advancing in these five areas at the same time, without any obvious shortcomings."

"People can't find any flaws."

"Your upper limit is incalculable for an old man."

"Although I don't approve of your conduct, I have to admit that as a defeated man, I have no qualifications to judge you."

"Death in your hands is a worthy death!"

The process of confrontation between the two seemed exciting and thrilling, but in fact, the result had already been set from the very beginning.

The entire battle rhythm was completely controlled by Lin Zhengliu, and he had no chance of turning the tables from beginning to end.

Ping An knew very well in his heart that he would not be this young man's opponent at all. Even if the other party did not use the so-called out-of-the-box tricks and both parties were in a state of intact energy and spirit, he would undoubtedly lose in the decisive battle of life and death.

He simply didn't agree with the boy's behavior style.

It should be considered that the opponent lacks the heart of a warrior.

Hearing this, Lin Zhengliu suddenly raised his hand to hold the half of the broken sword that fell to the ground: "Then, old man, go all the way."

I am an extraordinary person, but not a martial artist who cultivates internal strength. Many people in the world follow the principles and laws that are the norm. I don't need to take it to heart at all, and I can completely ignore it.

Those things, in the final analysis, are a kind of self-restriction.

Apart from other things, the fact that even the majestic martial arts mythology can't fly shows that the martial arts system in this world is relatively thin in essence, not thick enough, and not strong enough to deal with various emergencies.

And in the future, I will go to various magical and mysterious different worlds with my partners to explore and fight, and I must not be contaminated with the bad habits of the people in the rivers and lakes.

Then, Lin Zhengliu came up with the favorite technique of controlling the sword to make up for the fatal blow.

Sword cut swordsman.

Reed!
A sword pierced through the eyebrows.

Blood splattered!

This will satisfy the activation conditions of [Re-enactment]!

Swish!
In the time-stop scene.

Lin Zhengliu noticed that there were many ability coins floating on Ping An's body.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being a martial arts myth, who single-handedly created the existence of the [Divine Alliance].

Compared with other people in the world, Ping An's ability pool is extremely luxurious. The reason why he can be suppressed by himself is mainly because...

His comprehensive strength is more comprehensive - the thunder body, the flames evolved from innate authority, all kinds of extraordinary skills at a high level, and even the weapons in his hands are of higher grade than the opponent.

How do you lose?

The main reason for using the little soldiers to suppress the peaceful state is to use the least energy to achieve the greatest results, and they don't want to be injured before the real decisive battle.

Lin Zhengliu collected his thoughts and began to browse his spoils this time.

Among the many abilities of Ping An, there are two most dazzling ability coins.

They are [Life Level 6 (Strength)] and [Swordsmanship (Consummation)].

"These two abilities are quite good, and I really want them, but unfortunately, they are already dead."

Lin Zhengliu felt a little emotional in his heart: "If it is not for the greater good, I still have a way to convince this old man."

"With my acting skills, I will definitely be able to fool him. Maybe he will treat me as a disciple and entrust everything to me."

But to play with people's hearts or something, it's fine to treat it as a small episode occasionally. If this method is used as the main method to break the game, there are more hidden dangers. If you use it too much, the probability of overturning will increase.

This time it's quite troublesome, the abilities represented by the two coins are very beautiful.

But you have to choose between the two.

After some thought, Lin Zhengliu decided to raise his life energy level first.

After all, as a martial arts myth, Ping'an's extraordinary fundamental method is still somewhat exclusive.

From Lin Zhengliu's point of view, for a person like himself, it is not inferior to the Transcendent Fundamental Law of the Four Great Courts of Central China.

[Life Level 6 (Strength)]: This affix comes from the world of Kawu [Wulin Myth] Ping An worked hard to create the "Ping An Martial Art" created by condensing what he has learned all his life-skill, fame, wealth, will, power, five major items If any one of these exceeds the enemy, it can suppress the enemy by 50.00% of all attributes, and the cumulative upper limit is [-]%.

selected!

The ability coin spins at the speed of light, manifesting a projection that is exactly the same as it.

In an instant, the projection disappeared into Lin Zhengliu's body.

Relevant knowledge instantly fills my mind.

It's like concentrating on painstaking practice for many years and mastering it directly and perfectly!
Lin Zhengliu's attainments in "Ping An Wudian" have directly reached the same level as its creator [Wulin Mythology] Ping An.

This time, Lin Zhengliu's life energy level has officially reached 6!
In other words, before the official start of the most difficult national examination in history, Lin Zhengliu had already broken the historical record.

Think about it carefully, isn't recording this thing just for people to break it?
In this golden age, the arrogance of heaven is like clouds, and the strong are like rain. Even if a person pops up suddenly one day, suddenly realizes overnight, and directly rises from level zero to level five, Lin Zhengliu will not be too surprised.

Upgrade speed is very important, but not the most important.

The road has to go fast, but it has to go steadily.In fact, these two are ultimately for the goal of "going long-term".

Perhaps in the eyes of those real giants, genius is not worth mentioning, and Tianjiao is just a bigger ant. Only the real strong are qualified to pay a little attention.

"It's really amazing!"

Lin Zhengliu felt the surge in his body, qi and blood, and surging spiritual energy. He couldn't help but think a lot, and rejoiced in his heart: "Sure enough, I chose the right one! Although it's not as full of growth as the fundamental method of the Four Great Courts in Central China, but..."

"As [Magic Vegetable Skill], its inherent characteristics will never be outdated!"

"Aiming at a maximum of 50.00% weakening of all attributes of the target enemy, such a trait is simply too tough!"

"Is this the so-called weakening others is equivalent to improving yourself?"

Lin Zhengliu had to admit that [Strong] is a very powerful affix.

The reason why Ping An was defeated by him was also because of the inherent characteristics of "Ping An Martial Arts", for other enemies, it might be able to directly impose a negative status that weakens all attributes by 50% on the opponent, but against himself, it can only weaken 10%?

time-stop release.

The leader of Ping'an's brow was pierced, but he didn't die for a while.

Originally, he looked like a middle-aged swordsman, but in an instant, his hair was all white.

The shiny and elastic skin suddenly became wrinkled, like chicken skin.

Before dying, the old man held his last breath and left his last words: "Fang Lin, the traitor! And that weird Yu Yu! They are all very dangerous, you have to be careful, don't fall into their trap!"

"I wanted to join forces with you, but it was Fang Lin and Yu Yu who ruined my plan. They manipulated my mind!"

"Lin Zhengliu! Try to die with them!"

It can only be said that as expected of [Wulin Mythology], the last words can be said so smoothly, and there is no meaning of sudden death in the middle of a word. He speaks clearly, which is very worry-free.

Just listen to it, Lin Zhengliu felt that he could not live up to his will, and at least he had to harvest those two super leeks mentioned by old Mr. Pingan.

Lin Zhengliu still wants to fight for it. What if the old man is suddenly deceived and convinced of himself before he dies?
In that way, wouldn't it be another chance to prostitute for nothing?

Lin Zhengliu opened and closed his lips, and said quickly, "What last wish do you have?"

Ping An took a deep look at him, and his voice was vicissitudes, looking extremely tired: "Too many."

The leader of the Land Seizing League, a generation of martial arts myths, and Ping An, who has the reputation of a sword fairy, died here.

Lin Zhengliu felt that this person was quite petty, a little old-fashioned, too stubborn, and he gave face so much, but he was not convinced at the last moment when he was by his side, and died completely with a kind of fanciful pride.

"Everyone, follow me!"

Lin Zhengliu relied on the powerful detection effect of Blan's secret martial arts, combined with the Thunder Saint Body, to greatly expand his perception field.

Lin Zhengliu didn't care about the other side battles at all. All he cared about was the area where Yu Yu might exist.

Lin Zhengliu ran straight all the way as if he had opened a picture hanging, and soon came to a palace with an extremely complicated structure.

Up to here, there are only a few people who can keep up with Lin Zhengliu's footsteps.

Including Guard Zhan and Captive King Captain, they were all thrown far away and couldn't keep up at all.

Yiyan Palace.

From the outside, the palace looks like a super snail shell, with vermilion color and spiral structure as a whole.

Although it occupies a large area, it is a one-way passage, which can only allow two people to walk sideways at a time, or one person to gallop freely.

Lin Zhengliu stepped forward.

No sonic vibrations whatsoever.

In an instant, a powerful will directly poured into his mind: "Lin Zhengliu, finally induced you to come here! Your body has unlimited potential! Now, it belongs to me!"

(End of this chapter)