Final evolution of martial arts

Before Lin Su could take a step forward, Zhong Ling couldn't take it anymore and shouted loudly: "Don't, don't go, I...I kiss you!"

The smile on the corner of Lin Su's mouth was fuller, and he withdrew his steps.

"Then can you release me first? Otherwise, I won't be able to reach it." Zhong Ling added pitifully with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Don't be so troublesome, I'm at a disadvantage."

Lin Su waved his hand and directly refused, then got down on his knees, put his face in front of Zhong Ling, pouted and said, "Okay, come on, I'm ready."

"Woooo~~~ Do you dare to be a little more thief?" The resentment in Zhong Ling's heart was enough to set off a thousand waves.

"Hurry up, the flowers I've been waiting for are all gone." Lin Su urged dissatisfied.

"Got it, got it." Zhong Ling puffed up his cheeks angrily, then closed his eyes, pouted, and moved towards Lin Su.

From the bottom of my heart, I comforted myself and said: "Just click it, and it will be like kissing a cat or a dog. Anyway, I usually kiss Lightning Mink."

Suddenly, her pair of beautiful eyes opened suddenly, staring at the man in front of her.

She could clearly feel that a pair of domineering lips~lips wrapped around her mouth, and there was a burst of violence, and she only felt a masculinity rushing towards her face.

In an instant, the brain was congested and went blank.

I don't know how long it has passed, Zhong Ling only knows that his lips are a little numb, and then that nasty guy just let go of his lips.

"Ding, you have comprehended the frivolous girl, and you will be rewarded with 10000 villain points."

“…”

The top of Lin Su's head was covered with black lines, the dog's system, you can call a strong girl to do it.

To complain, he was still very trustworthy and rescued Zhong Ling.

call out--

A whistle rang out behind him.

Chapter 146 Today, You All Must Die!

"It's useless!"

At the moment when the whistle sounded, Lin Su let out a low cry, and the golden light all over his body exploded.

chirp chirp....

I saw a petite mink that was as fast as lightning rushing to Lin Su's arm and biting it for a while.

It's a pity that Lin Su's protective zhenqi is too strong, no matter how little mink bites, he can't break through the defense.

Lin Su grabbed the Lightning Mink firmly in his palm, turned his head and smiled at Zhong Ling: "You Lightning Mink is very poisonous, but unfortunately the attack power is too low. It is still useful when you meet a third-rate guy like Sikong Xuan, but once you hit it It's not that simple to become a martial arts master."

"Let go of my lightning mink, I didn't mean to, I just want to teach you a lesson, who told you just now..."

Seeing that the lightning marten was almost suffocated to death by Lin Su, Zhong Ling hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, but after he said that, his face turned red involuntarily.

"Actually, it's not impossible to let it go." Lin Su's eyes fell on Zhong Ling's lips again.

"Are you still doing this?" Zhong Ling stomped her feet in embarrassment.

"In a word, to save or not to save?" Lin Su raised the Lightning Mink and asked Zhong Ling with a light smile. At the end, he squeezed the Lightning Mink tightly, and the painful little guy howled.

"You are a big villain through and through." Zhong Ling mourned, and reluctantly smacked Lin Su's mouth.

"Huh? No response?"

Lin Su waited for a long time, but the system didn't give any hints.

Secretly said: "Could it be that the same method can only be used once?"

After thinking about it, he denied it. You know, just now he deliberately killed people but kept repeating it, which shows that the same method can be used on different people...

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and realized, that is to say, as long as the same method is not used on the same person, the rewards will still continue.

"Hey, I kissed you too, should you let go of my Lightning Mink?" Zhong Ling stared at the reddish eyeballs and choked up.

"Yes, I always keep my word, especially with women."

Lin Su smiled, threw the Lightning Mink out, and didn't return it to Zhong Ling directly, after all, he still needed Duan Yu to eat it and Zhu Ha, so that he could develop the ability of being invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, and raising 'pigs' also had to be fattened. Raise, that is valuable.

Because of Lin Su's deliberate mischief, the little guy seemed to be frightened, and disappeared into the jungle with a whoosh.

"Lightning Sable!" Zhong Ling exclaimed, and chased after her.

Lin Su rubbed his chin, thought for a while, his eyes fell on the Jianhu Palace of the Wuliang Sword Sect on the mountainside, he smiled slightly, turned around and rushed up.

"Bold!"

"Who dares to break into Jianhu Palace privately!"

Ten minutes later, when Lin Su stepped into the mountain gate, the two young disciples pulled out the swords from their waists with a bang, and sternly said to Lin Su.

"Destroy your people!"

Lin Su snorted coldly, his whole body shone with golden light, attacking him.

bang bang------

There were two muffled sounds, and then the chests of the two disciples guarding the gate collapsed, and they flew upside down.

clap la la...

The welcoming door of Jianhu Palace was smashed into pieces.

"Enemy attack!!!"

A clear and sharp voice resounded throughout the hall, and in an instant, hundreds of disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect rushed out and surrounded the entire Jianhu Palace.

"Who is Your Excellency?" A rather old man held a sword and asked Lin Su who was walking slowly.

"boring."

Lin Su didn't bother to talk nonsense, his whole body shone with golden light, he swung his fist, and smashed heavily on a disciple of the Wuliang Sword Sect who was closest to him, with a few crackling sounds, he killed on the spot.

"Putting out the sword array!"

The old man saw Lin Su beheading an ordinary disciple in total disregard of the morals of the world, his heart sank, knowing that this matter could not be done well, he immediately roared angrily.

Da da da....

The sound of densely packed footsteps resounded throughout the entire Jianhu Palace. Every person holding a sword moved forward and shuttled according to unique rules. In the blink of an eye, his low-level skills have risen to the level of a third-rate master.

Lin Su squinted his eyes, a large formation created hundreds of third-rate masters in the blink of an eye, it is terrifying to think about it, even the Tiangang Beidou formation in "Sculpture of God" is nothing more than that.

"It's impossible for a small third-rate sect to have such a brilliant formation. It must be a system mess. In addition to increasing the combat power of the aborigines in the dungeon by 50.00%, I'm afraid there will be more secondary players, such as the sword formation in front of us."

With some confidence in his mind, Lin Su said in a low voice, "That's fine, that's what makes it interesting."

shhhhhh....

Suddenly, dozens of sword lights rushed towards him. The sword's edge was fast and ruthless, and each sword directly pierced every vital point in his body.

"King Kong is not bad magic!"

Lin Su drank in a low voice, his whole body was suddenly filled with strength, and bursts of majestic golden light shot out.

ding ding ding ---

There was a crisp sound of gold and stone.

"It's such a strong horizontal kung fu." In the center of the formation, a trace of horror appeared in the eyes of the old man.

Soon, his face changed drastically, and he roared: "Change!"

"It's not that easy!"

Lin Su laughed loudly, and swung his two big hands out, holding dozens of long swords in his palms, and the strange power of King Kong's indestructible magic power shook the sword body.

"Boom boom boom..."

"what--"

First, there was a soft sound of bone shattering, followed by a dozen or so disciples who were thrown out, holding their arms and screaming after landing.

"hateful!"

Seeing that the formation was so self-defeating, the old man's face turned livid and he cursed in a low voice.

He fixed his eyes on Lin Su, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he directed: "This man can only practice kung fu horizontally, and his body skills must be clumsy. Let's use the three-talented sword formation to defeat the enemy flexibly!"

All the disciples felt relieved. The attack just now almost crushed their self-confidence. Fortunately, they were reminded by the elders, and they hugged into a group one after another. After some fighting, they actually stabilized the situation.

"The Vajra Immortality Magical Art is very powerful, but it is a pity that before it is perfected, its maneuverability is too poor, so it is not suitable for killing the enemy quickly."

Lin Su sighed, the palm of his hand flickered, and two golden quality swords appeared.

"Secret Technique: Boom with both hands, open!"

Sweeping his eyes around, he said coldly: "Today, you all have to die!"

Chapter 147 Meeting Duan Yanqing by chance!

Jianhu Palace, the main hall.

An extremely fast figure quickly shuttled through the sword array, no one could see his movement clearly, only the shadow of the sword was in sight.

Puff puff---

The cold sword marks kissed the necks of the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect, and the blood flowed down. Amidst the sound of falling to the ground, the swift figure stopped slightly.

"357."

Lin Su muttered something softly, the long sword in both hands was already stained dark red with blood, traces of blood flowed down and fell onto the marble floor under his feet.

"Beast...beast, you...you actually...beheaded more than 300 disciples in my Jianhu Palace. You wicked people will die if you disappear. In the future, when the master finds out, You will definitely avenge me."

The old man half-kneeled on the ground, the sword in his hand was broken in half, and there was a [-] cm long sword mark on his waist and abdomen. He leaned his back on the stone pillar of the main hall and stared at Lin Su with extremely vicious eyes.

"Revenge? I'm afraid you Wuliang Sword Sect won't have this chance." Lin Su shook his head, regretting.

"You...what do you mean?" The old man held his sword with difficulty, and after listening to Lin Su's words, he seemed to think of something, his face was horrified, he pointed at Lin Su, and tremblingly said: "Could it be...Could it be... ..."

"Let me tell you, Zuo Zimu died too, by my sword." Lin Su replied without changing his face.

puff---

The old man was furious, spurting out a mouthful of old blood, the resentment in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by guilt and despair, and fell down with deep unwillingness.

"do not blame me."

Lin Su said something suddenly, a large bucket of gasoline appeared in the palm of his hand, and he slammed it on a stone pillar. The plastic bucket couldn't bear the force of the impact, and exploded instantly, spilling gasoline on a small piece of the ground.

at the same time.

Lin Su turned around, and a lighter appeared in his palm. As he walked, he lit the lighter and threw it back casually.

The lighter drew an arc in the air and landed precisely in the center of the oil.

boom---

A half-meter-high flame rushed up, and the fire hissed and spread in all directions.

"Ding, you deliberately killed someone, and you will be rewarded with 1000 points."

"Ding, you deliberately killed someone, and you will be rewarded with 1000 points."

"Ding, you deliberately killed someone, and you will be rewarded with 2000 points."

......

"Ding, you will be rewarded with 20 points for destroying Jianhu Palace."

After killing hundreds of people and destroying the entire Wuliang Sword Sect, Lin Su was surprisingly calm when he heard the reward message from the system. The guilt in his heart didn't increase too much because of the killing.

To be honest, this thinking is contradictory.

Although the dungeon world is very real, they have real human beings, real emotions and thoughts, and endless beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, which looks like a complete world, but in Lin Su's eyes, they are far inferior to those in the main world. The truth comes from people.

Coming to the dungeon once is like a dream, a fantasy kingdom dominated by him.

Here, he is a cheerful prodigal son who can freely express his dissatisfaction and desire~ without suppressing himself at all. To put it bluntly, even if he slaughtered the entire world, he would not feel too much guilt.