Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at the figure in the hall.

Sitting on the grand master's chair, Zhao Jingzhong stopped playing with the iron beads in his hands, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more fierce.

"boom!"

The terrifying saber aura brushed against Jiang Yi's body like a stormy sea.

A stone mountain in the courtyard fell apart in an instant.

With a single slash on the gun body, a huge force of ten thousand catties burst out instantly.

Jiang Yi's arm trembled slightly, the tiger's mouth cracked open, blood dripped continuously along the gun body, and he took several steps back to relieve the huge force, and the bluestone floor was torn apart by his stepping on it.

On Jiang Yi's stiff face, there was a rare look of shock.

"Natural power?"

Lin Mang's golden bell cover of the Dzogchen realm endowed him with incomparably powerful strength, which can be said to occupy an absolute advantage among his peers.

No matter how weird your marksmanship is, I will break it with one blow!

The moment Jiang Yi retreated, Lin Mang had already bullied him, followed him like a shadow, and slashed furiously with his knife.

The saber flashes, opening and closing to the extreme, like a dragon entering the sea, setting off a terrifying power in an instant.

The dense knife light left countless blurred afterimages in the air, and in each knife shadow, there seemed to be a knife cut down.

True and false, false and true.

Golden Crow Knife Technique!

When it was cut with a single blow, it seemed like a golden crow was crying.

On the blade, a golden flame seemed to appear at this moment.

True energy condenses!

The Qi of Tiangang!

In the hall, Zhao Jingzhong's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Mang.

At that moment, no one noticed, Zhao Jingzhong sat up from the Grand Master's chair in shock.

"Oh!"

Lin Mang's saber moves seemed to be endless, and Jiang Yi's slashing retreated steadily.

Zhou Yunsheng, who was watching the battle from a distance, no longer had a smile on his face, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

Soul-chasing gun Jiang Yi, this person is locked in the imperial prison.

Not only in the realm of true qi, but also in the world, he has a good reputation. With a soul-chasing gun, he once killed three people in the same world in a row.

The original intention of asking him to compete with Lin Mang today was to let him deliberately miss and kill Lin Mang.

But the scene in front of him gave him a sense of absurdity.

How could this son be so strong?

If it is those big families, the direct descendants of the big sect, he can still understand.

At this moment, Zhou Yunsheng suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

At the moment when the mind returned, a pale golden saber aura rapidly magnified in front of his eyes.

Zhou Yunsheng's pupils shrank sharply.

Shocked!

An astonishing chill came oncoming.

At the critical moment, Zhou Yunsheng flew out and rolled on the ground.

The bright knife light cut through!

"Oh!"

The sword qi slashed on the giant pillar, and it shattered instantly, sending sawdust flying.

"Lin Mang!!!"

Zhou Yunsheng got up in a panic, his heart was full of shock and anger, and he let out a hysterical roar:

"Lin Mang, do you want to murder your comrade?"

And the instigator of all this had already slashed at Jiang Yi with a knife, and said a word lightly.

"A momentary miss!"

Zhou Yunsheng's chest rose and fell, his heart was beating rapidly, and his back was already wet with cold sweat.

"You..." Zhou Yunsheng was angry in his heart, but he couldn't argue.

He knew in his heart that this knife was clearly intentional!

If he hadn't rolled at that moment...hid fast enough, he would definitely have become a dead soul under the knife.

In the courtyard, Jiang Yi was almost forced to retreat by Lin Mang's saber.

"Crack!"

Following dozens of dense and soft sounds, the spear in Jiang Yi's hand broke immediately.

This knife given by Mingjiao is far sharper than ordinary weapons.

Jiang Yi's heart sank, he grasped two severing guns, and stabbed quickly.

But when the spear in his hand broke, his speed was still slow after all.

"Pfft!"

A pale blade slashed across.

Jiang Yi's right arm holding the gun flew out in an instant.

Blood is flying!

But the Xiuchun knife did not stop, the knife energy bursting out from its blade was still like rolling waves, and the sound of the carrier breaking through the air followed one after another.

Jiang Yi's blindfold was broken, revealing the white eyes under the black cloth.

At that moment, he made the most peak blow in his life.

After 26 years of gun training, his gun will only go forward.

"when!"

Just when the tip of the gun was within three inches of Lin Mang, there was a sound of a loud bell.

It's no longer difficult to get an inch!

On Jiang Yi's face was a trace of astonishment and bewilderment.

He didn't know what he had stabbed with his gun, and he had never seen the headless corpse in the yard.

I just remember that there seemed to be an indifferent voice next to my ear: "I will take your life."

A head was thrown high.

The blood gushes like a column!

The blood stained the whitish ground, forming a layer of blood crystals.

【Energy Points +6000】

Lin Mang retracted the knife and floated down, avoiding the splashing blood.

quiet!

But at this moment, the figure standing in the wind and snow suddenly raised his knife and pointed.

He looked at Zhou Yunsheng who was in astonishment, and his plain words fell to the ground like a thunderbolt.

"Zhou Baihu, Mr. Lin is not talented, dare to ask for advice!"

"I don't know if Zhou Baihu is willing to give me a lesson."

Chapter 57

God, it seems to be getting colder.

Heavy snow gathered a thick layer in the courtyard.

Jiang Yi's body was lying in a pool of blood, frozen stiff.

Zhou Yunsheng stood aside with an ugly expression on his face.

At this moment, he is already on the verge of riding a tiger.

Does he dare to fight?

The moment he saw Jiang Yi's death with the soul-chasing gun, he knew that he would not be Lin Mang's opponent.

In Jinyiwei, not all of the hundred households are top experts.

Although Zhou Yunsheng is a hundred households in the Zhenfu Division, his cultivation has only reached the early stage of the True Qi Realm, and his combat power is not strong.

There is even a thousand households in the east courtyard who don't know martial arts.

Everyone on the sidelines said secretly: "Crazy!"

I've seen a reckless one, but I've never seen such a reckless one.

Everyone knew that Zhou Yunsheng was one of Zhao Jingzhong's subordinates. To ask Zhou Yunsheng for advice was to slap Zhao Jingzhong in the face.

But at the same time, they also felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.

Lin Mang smiled suddenly, looked straight at him, and said calmly, "Master Zhou, is it because you don't want to teach me, or do you look down on me?"

Zhou Yunsheng looked gloomy.

If he loses, he will definitely lose face today.

From then on, it would be a joke to say that Lin Mang was not strong enough to be qualified for the job of a hundred households.

If Lin Mang can't do it, then what is he?

At this moment, Zhao Jingzhong in the hall said in a deep voice: "Nephew Lin Xian, you have just fought a battle, and your true energy has been exhausted. Wouldn't fighting again take advantage of you, why don't you fight another day."

Zhao Jingzhong appeared calm on the surface, but the killing intent in his heart was almost solidified.

Lin Mang cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Thank you, Lord Qianhu, for your concern, but I feel that I still have more energy, and I really want to ask Lord Zhou for advice."

"Master Zhou, you don't have to keep your hands. It's my honor to be able to consult with a senior like Master Zhou."

"Even if you die unfortunately, you will have no regrets."

"Bang!" The iron ball in Zhao Jingzhong's hand shattered immediately, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

Zhou Yunsheng subconsciously looked at Zhao Jingzhong in the room.

After a while, Zhao Jingzhong said in a deep voice: "In that case, Zhou Baihu, you can compete with Nephew Lin Xian."

"However, if you go as far as you want, you must not hurt your life, after all, we are all in the same robe."

Zhou Yunsheng secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He knew that this was already the best situation.

Losing is better than dying.

Zhou Yunsheng pulled out the Xiuchun knife from his waist, and said coldly: "Master Lin, please."

Lin Mang didn't make a move, but walked slowly to Zhou Yunsheng's side, whispering softly, "I will kill you!"

Zhou Yunsheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in surprise, "You..."

Before he could say a word, Lin Mang drew his sword and slashed at him.

At that moment, Zhou Yunsheng was terrified.

In a hurry, he hastily raised his knife to resist.

The two embroidered spring knives collided, and a huge force swept along the blade.

Zhou Yunsheng's shoulders sank, the arm holding the knife was shaking crazily, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes.