The God Of War Forging System

Drip.    

The blood dripping from the tip of the spear hit the ground like a blossoming flower of blood. It was demonic and bloody.    

"Hiss..."    

At this moment, the surrounding spectators finally recovered from their shock.    

When they thought of Lin Ming's terrifying spear strike, they were still filled with shock.    

"No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible. How could he possibly kill senior disciple Huang Yaori?"    

"That spear strike just now must have used some kind of demonic technique. Look, his face is pale, and he has used some kind of demonic technique."    

"We must avenge senior disciple Huang Yaori!"    

"Revenge!"    

"The blood debt is paid with blood! "    

"Kill this despicable person. Look, senior disciple Glorious Sun's body is a bit shriveled. This person must have used some kind of evil technique, an evil method. He deserves to be killed!"    

Hua.    

Some of the disciples of Soaring Cloud Peak gradually recovered from their shock. Immediately, they started thinking about how Lin Ming had killed Huang Yaori.    

The crowd was boiling with anger.    

"Bah! Shameless! Inverting black and white! Shameless!"    

Su Yao lightly spat.    

That pretty and cute little face was full of frost.    

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.    

However, it was obvious that at this moment, the hearts of the Soaring Cloud Peak disciples had been engulfed by the flames of fury.    

One figure after another flashed across the arena.    

Lin Ming held the long spear in his hand and pulled it out from Huang Yaori's neck, pointing it at the sky.    

His aura was as deep as the ocean, and he did not move at all.    

His long black hair danced like a sword, and his heart was filled with anger.    

From the beginning, Huang Yaofeng had been domineering and tyrannical, and had recklessly humiliated Lin Ming. He had even taken a forbidden medicine like the Blood Burst Pill to fight him.    

As for these disciples of the Soaring Cloud Peak, they had accused him and distorted the truth.    

Could it be that he, Lin Ming, deserved to die?    

No.    

Lin Ming's eyes flickered with a sharp light.    

"Huang Yaofeng and I have already agreed to a life and death agreement. No matter who dies, we will not punish them."    

"A bunch of dogs. Don't tell me you don't even want your face anymore?"    

Lin Ming let out a long roar.    

That imposing manner had the aura of an invincible hero.    

The eyes of the female disciples lit up, and a ripple appeared in their hearts.    

He was very handsome.    

"Kill him! Don't talk nonsense with him! This kid's heart is vicious, and he slaughtered his fellow disciples! He deserves to be punished!"    

A disciple of the Soaring Cloud Peak with a crooked mouth had a sinister smile on his face as he shouted.    

The law doesn't punish the masses.    

Today, only by killing this new disciple, Lin Ming, could they quell the anger of the disciples of the Soaring Cloud Peak.    

Currently, Lin Ming had not joined any of the peaks.    

Therefore, even if there were so many of them, killing Lin Ming would only result in a slight punishment.    

"Kill, kill, kill!"    

At this moment, more than ten disciples had already jumped onto the fighting stage.    

One after another, they drew out their weapons, flickering with a cold light. Origin Energy mixed with Yin energy wreaked havoc.    

Some of the surrounding old disciples who were watching the show also revealed a solemn expression at this moment.    

They had never expected this.    

A victory that looked like it was going to happen at any moment had been crushed by a new disciple of the Inner Sect.    

Without a doubt, this had severely slapped the face of the Soaring Cloud Peak.    

"Profound Rank Low Grade - Wind and Cloud Sword Art."    

"Human Rank High Grade - Rock Breaking Rod Art!"    

"Profound Rank Low Grade - Heart Shattering Palm!"    

...    

On the fighting stage, violent cold Yuan energy tore through the void and merged into one attack after another, attacking Lin Ming who was standing in the middle.    

"Courting death!"    

Seeing this, Lin Ming's anger was completely ignited.    

At this moment, the surrounding blade lights, sword shadows, fist and leg attacks were like raging waves beating against the shore, as if they were going to devour him!    

The spear intent was fierce.    

However, it also consumed a huge amount of Yuan energy.    

That spear strike just now had already used up a third of Lin Ming's Yuan energy.    

If he unleashed his full strength, Lin Ming was confident that he could definitely take a few of them with him.    

However, he didn't want to die yet.    

"Ghost Step!"    

Buzz.    

A stream of sword energy carried a chilling light that made one's scalp tingle, as if it was stirring up a storm. It was precisely the Wind and Cloud Sword Art.    

It originated from the Soaring Cloud Peak disciple who was leading the group with a crooked mouth.    

Chi La.    

The sword light directly tore apart several shadows of Lin Ming, and left a deep sword scar on the martial arts arena.    

There was also a trace of cold intent flowing at the spot where the sword scar was.    

Puff. Puff. Pu.    

Lin Ming's body flickered, but at this moment, more than a dozen Earthly Origin Stage disciples were attacking him at the same time.    

Although most of these people were Early Period of Earthly Origin Stage, only the crooked mouth young man and one or two disciples were Middle Period of Earthly Origin Stage warriors.    

However, under the attack of the combined attack, it was so powerful that even Late Period of Earthly Origin Stage warriors wouldn't dare to face it head on.    

Bang!    

Lin Ming thrust out his spear.    

Although he had shattered a few of the attacks, the attacks that came after him were endless, sending him flying.    

A sweet taste in his throat.    

He almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but he swallowed it forcefully.    

His internal organs had suffered some concussion and internal injuries.    

"Damn it! I'll accompany you guys! F * ck!"    

Lin Ming cursed.    

"Martial God Creation System, upgrade my martial skill - Mystic Fist, martial skill - Ghost Step!"    

Lin Ming roared in his heart.    

Human Rank High Grade martial skill - Mystic Fist, proficiency * 4 times, increasing... Breaking through to the Profound Rank, advancing to the Profound Rank Low Grade!    

Human Rank High Grade Martial Skill - Ghost Step. Proficiency x4, increasing... Breaking through to the Profound Rank, advancing to the Profound Rank Low Grade!    

Boom!    

A huge amount of enlightenment flooded into Lin Ming's mind like a tidal wave.    

The young man was also slightly stunned.    

He had never thought that a Human Rank High Grade martial skill at the Completeness would be able to break through to the Profound Rank Low Grade with a four-fold increase in strength!    

In fact...    

In almost an instant, Lin Ming had already digested all kinds of insights.    

Previously, that Human Rank martial skill, and even some of the loopholes, could now be clearly pointed out by Lin Ming as if he was observing fire.    

"Bang!"    

However, the opponent wouldn't give you any time to catch your breath.    

At the moment when Lin Ming was distracted, the attack of the Soaring Cloud Peak's disciple came crashing down once again.    

Lin Ming used his long spear to block the attack.    

However, in the next moment, the long spear exploded, turning into fragments that filled the sky. There was only the tip of the spear that shot into the sky.    

"Kaka, this brat's spear is broken, just like a toothless tiger, chop him up!"    

The youth with the crooked mouth roared ferociously.    

It was as if he saw the scene of Lin Ming crossing the corpse arena in the next moment!    

Below the arena, Su Yao's cute little face turned slightly pale.    

However, on the arena, Lin Ming lowered his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a charming smile.    

Swoosh.    

His body moved like a ghost, and he even left behind more than ten afterimages.    

"Damn, so fast. Was this... Ghost Step? "    

Some disciples of the Soaring Cloud Peak were shocked.    

"Bang!"    

In the next moment, they felt as if a strong wind was approaching them. The fist light that filled the sky smashed towards them like a mountain, crushing them.    

Pop! Pop! Pop!    

The defense that they had raised in a hurry was instantly broken.    

One figure after another was thrown out of the martial arts arena like a tattered gunny sack. Blood even sprayed out of their mouths...