Douluo: My martial spirit can cultivate

Chapter 53 Assassination
Leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and walking on the quiet road, the surrounding woods were blown by the wind from time to time, and the sound of "Sasha" came from time to time.

Yan Ming looked at the surrounding environment and said, "This is really a good place to hide dead bodies. It must be that people died here, and no one will find out."

Yan Ming seemed to be speaking to himself, but also seemed to be speaking to others.

"Hoohoo."

A gust of wind blows and moves the dust on the ground.

Yan Ming glanced around, but still no one showed up, secretly thought; he had made it so clear, why didn't these two bastards come out.

Yan Ming said: "You two idiots, follow me all the way, don't think I didn't find out, come out soon."

"quack."

A few crows flew across the sky, as if mocking Yan Ming.

Yan Ming got angry now, and cursed at the surroundings; "You two bastards, I have said it so clearly, you still haven't come out, when your mother gave birth to you, did you get stuck in your head, so you gave birth to me? You two are insane."

"You idiots, do you have water in your head, come out quickly."

"If you don't come out, I'll greet your whole family."

"Shhhhh."

Two piercing sounds came, and two men in black appeared in front of Yan Ming.

One of the men in black said, "Boy, have you scolded enough? You are full of swear words, but if you find out, then today is your day of death."

Although they were wearing black cloaks, they could still see the golden armor under the cloaks, which was exactly the same as the armor of the guards around Xue Qinghe.

Therefore, Yan Ming could also tell that this was someone sent by Qian Renxue, and as for why, he must have come to kill him.

Yan Ming shook his head helplessly, and said, "What's the use of wearing your cloak or not? The armor is all exposed. Is it because I'm afraid I won't recognize it?"

One of the men in black smiled and said, "Hey, a dying person, even if you see our identities, it doesn't matter, he is going to die in our hands."

After saying this, he summoned a martial soul, a dagger with red lines, and seven soul rings emerged, walking step by step, like the steps of a god of death.

The man in black smiled cruelly; "I will slowly torture you to death, let you taste the feeling of being hacked into pieces, and then watch your skin and flesh be cut off bit by bit, and listen to your painful pain. Call, hehe."

Yan Ming smiled slightly, and he really liked this kind of arrogant bastard, who was so arrogant without knowing the opponent's strength, this is showing his face to me to slap.

The other man in black didn't do anything, because in his eyes, Yan Ming was already a dead person, not worth doing.

The man in black stabbed Yan Ming's chest quickly with the dagger Wuhun, so fast that afterimages appeared.

Yan Ming raised his right hand to block the dagger's thrust. Although the man in black didn't use all his strength, it was impossible for him to be caught with one hand.

The man in black looked at this scene in surprise, because his martial spirit dagger did not hurt Yan Ming, and said in horror; "This is impossible."

Yan Ming held the dagger in his hand and said, "A little soul sage wants to kill me, and doesn't even ask who I am."

The man in black scolded angrily, "Who can we Tamar ask for, let me go quickly." He couldn't pull it out even with all his strength.

Another man in black who was watching the show sensed something was wrong, summoned a long spear, and stabbed Yan Ming quickly with one step.

"boom."

Yan Ming squeezed hard, the dagger was crushed into pieces of light and dissipated, and a wave of air sent the two men in black flying backward for several meters.

One of the men in black whose martial soul was crushed by Yan Ming spurted blood wildly. The martial soul is bound to the soul, and the damaged soul is also damaged.

Yan Ming instantly appeared in front of the man in black with his damaged spirit, pinching his head with one hand.

"boom."

His head exploded like a watermelon and was pinched to pieces.

Yan Ming evaporated the blood from his hands with energy, and said, "You think you are hunters, but you didn't expect that I am a more advanced hunter."

Another surviving man in black felt a strong fear in his heart, staggered to his feet from the ground, and said fearfully, "Will your Excellency spare my life? I am only entrusted by others."

Yan Ming looked at the man in black calmly, and said, "You are going to kill me, why should I spare your life, just because you are entrusted by others?"

The man in black also comprehended the meaning of Yan Ming's words, and he did not intend to let him go.

Hold the spear in your hand tightly and prepare to fight to the death. If you resist desperately, you may have a chance.

The seventh soul ring flickered, and he used his martial soul avatar, accumulating strength with one hand to make a throwing motion.

The first soul ring, the second soul ring, the third soul ring to the sixth soul ring flickered one after another, launching seven soul skills at once.

All the soul skills were attached to the spear, and he threw it with all his strength.

"boom."

The power is so great that it seems to be able to cut through space.

When Yan Ming saw this move, it was a bit like the armor-piercing bullets of the anti-aircraft guns in the world. It is not easy for the soul saint to achieve this kind of power.

But this kind of power is still unable to hurt Yan Ming.

I saw Yan Ming pointing to the spear that was stabbing with one hand.

"boom."

The collision between the fingers and the gun tip formed an energy shock wave, which knocked away the trees within a hundred meters, and mixed with a lot of dust.

Yan Ming's fingertips gathered golden flames, and the intense heat burned the spear into light spots and dissipated.

The shattering of the martial soul made the black clothed vomit blood, and he sat on the ground clutching his chest.

Yan Ming was a little interested in this move. He appeared in front of the man in black and said, "It's a very interesting move. It's a good idea to superimpose soul skills to increase strength."

The man in black smiled and said, "Thank you for your praise, but there is a limit to this move. When the strength increases to the limit of the physical body, the physical body will not be able to withstand this force."

Yan Ming looked at the other arm of the man in black. The powerful force shattered the sleeve, and the whole arm was covered in blood. This is the backlash of the strength beyond the limit of the body. This arm is considered useless.

Yan Ming couldn't help feeling a pity that such a talent would be useless.

Yan Ming put his finger on the forehead of the man in black and said, "I'll give you a good time."

"call out."

The energy gathered by the fingertips pierced the forehead of the man in black.

The breeze blows over Yan Ming's face, as if a warm hand is stroking, calming Yan Ming's mood.

Yan Ming will not show mercy to those who want to kill him.

Yan Ming looked at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect on the hilltop in the distance, and thought: Qian Renxue wanted to kill me, this was within my expectation, even though she sent someone to kill me, I should return some courtesy.

But this Qian Renxue was still useful, so she couldn't be killed for the time being, so he could only find a way to deal with her.

(End of this chapter)