Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 965 Instant Kill Zuo Ming
The opponent's tone is arrogant, which is enough to show that he, a warrior, has enough confidence to beat Lu Xiaobei.

But he was not familiar with Lu Xiaobei's cultivation level.

A cultivator who practices strange arts cannot be penetrated by warriors at all.

Zuo Ming's defiant and ignorant initiative will kill him.

Hearing what the other party said, Lu Xiaobei smiled slightly, and kicked Wu Na's long knife beside him, the long knife jumped up and was caught in Lu Xiaobei's hand gracefully.

"If you want to go in, pass my level first, and don't talk about anything else!" Lu Xiaobei stood with his sword horizontally.

Just as Zuo Ming was about to speak, his partner stretched out his hand to stop him: "His saber is not bad, it's a cold weapon."

"Cold air?" Zuo Ming didn't understand for a while.

The same is true for Duan Wentian, he also thinks that Bai Chun is talking about the cold.

Bai Chun is the name of this person, he, like Zuo Ming, is a warrior.

It's just that Bai Chun's cultivation base is slightly higher than Zuo Ming's. His current cultivation base is in the middle stage of King Wu, while Zuo Ming is only in the early stage of King Wu.

The early stage and the middle stage seem to be very close, but the actual cultivation process is very difficult.

When warriors reach the stage of intermediate warriors, it is not easy to break through each level. It can take one or two years as short as one or two years, and even three or five years as slow as breaking through.

Even so, there are still countless people who are addicted to martial artist cultivation, because warriors are the group with the most contact with ordinary people in contemporary society. With martial arts, becoming strong will gain more wealth and fame, and warriors can find more self-confidence from here. Satisfy vanity and become the object of the stars.

This is the fundamental reason why warriors are tirelessly pursuing breakthroughs to become strong.

Bai Chun corrected: "It's a cold weapon, a weapon that can release cold air!"

Bai Chun's words made Zuo Ming pay attention to the long knife in Lu Xiaobei's hand, and the cold air rising from the long knife under the street lamp made Zuo Ming feel a chill in his heart.

"What a powerful cold air." Zuo Ming said with lingering fear.

Zuo Ming and Bai Chun could see the chill, but Duan Wentian couldn't. He said, "Isn't it just a long knife! He's better than a long spear?"

Duan Wentian didn't take this knife seriously, specifically, he didn't take Lu Xiaobei seriously.

Zuo Ming and Bai Chun are two masters present, and with so many people from the Duan family, can Lu Xiaobei still fly?

There were still more than two hours before the attack was launched, and ten o'clock in the evening was the attack time designated by Duan Wentian.

This time Duan Wentian is determined to win, and everyone in the Duan family will smash the Long family to the bottom.

Four hours was enough for Duan Wentian. He rubbed his chin and thought for a while and said to Zuo Ming, "Why don't you play with him first? He's the only one at the main entrance. If you kill him, we can finish the work ahead of time." live."

"Are you sure?" Zuo Ming was eager to try.

"Of course, as long as the main gate is broken, people from other places will swarm over, how can the Long family have the ability to resist!" Duan Wentian said arrogantly.

"Old Bai, shall I try him first?" Zuo Ming asked.

"Be careful!" Bai Chun said very little, and spit out two words lightly.

"Then I'll try." Zuo Ming smiled and took a few steps forward.

"You are not qualified, change the person next to you." Lu Xiaobei said coldly.

"You are not worthy of letting Lao Bai take action." Zuo Ming rushed out with a whoosh.

At the training stage of the intermediate martial artist Wu Wang, Zuo Ming can stimulate the ability of the martial soul. After the ability of the martial soul is released, it can assist his rapid increase in strength and explosive power.

However, for Lu Xiaobei, the lethality of the martial soul in this period is very low, and ordinary people may not be able to bear it, but Lu Xiaobei is different.

Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Lu Xiaobei swung his saber decisively without blinking his eyes, the aura of the saber permeated, and the coldest air instantly surrounded Zuo Ming.

As the temperature dropped, Zuo Ming suddenly felt the pressure of the cold air.

This kind of pressure is different from ordinary cold. It is the cold air emitted by the most yin thing, and it has a murderous aura in itself.

When the cold air envelops, it will give the other party a kind of suffocating pressure. Zuo Ming has never encountered such a thing, and he feels very bad.

Because his actions were suppressed at this time, the increased strength after releasing the martial soul was slowly being swallowed by the cold air.

Zuo Ming never dreamed that the cold weapon in the opponent's hand was so evil, it was simply an evil weapon!
Zuo Ming, who had a bad start, was ashamed and humiliated. This nima was controlled by the opponent before he made a move. He was still an intermediate warrior and a martial king. This face hurt too much.

Zuo Ming was not reconciled, and secretly urged his martial soul to break this suppression.

But before he could release his martial spirit again, Lu Xiaobei drew a murderous look with his long saber.

The murderous aura seemed to roar, and a whirlwind blew up.

A whirlwind of murderous aura swept over, Zuo Ming watched helplessly as the murderous aura gathered into a long knife, and then the invisible long knife pierced into his heart.

The power of Wuhun fell, and his body instantly became much lighter. The blood drifting along with the murderous aura of the whirlwind slowly peeled off its petals like a withered rose.

This also indicated that Zuo Ming was instantly killed.

A mid-level martial artist who had just released his martial soul and hadn't gotten close was instantly killed by Lu Xiaobei with a long knife, and everyone present was petrified.

The cold air was removed, and Zuo Ming fell to the ground in a daze.

The expression on Duan Wentian's face froze.

"Bai Baibai...Bai Chun, what should I do?" Duan Wentian asked in fear.

"He is very powerful, Zuo Ming's death is not wronged." Bai Chun said coldly.

"Why do you still praise him? He killed your companion!" Duan Wentian felt like beeping a dog.

"I know what to do, let your people withdraw, and you will die if you go up!" Bai Chun saw the clue, the guy in front of him could kill everyone present in an instant.

He guarded the main entrance by himself, and no one from the Duan family would be able to pass him in if there were no experts present.

"How can this work? We have all withdrawn, what should you do?" Duan Wentian asked.

"Go and attack another door, I'll see if I can hold him back!" Bai Chun said simply.

"Then I'll keep two of you!" Duan Wentian was still worried about leaving behind two strong men, both of whom were armed with guns, and Duan Wentian confessed: "If something happens to Lao Bai, shoot directly!"

After explaining, Duan Wentian led people to another door.

Just as Lu Xiaobei was going to stop him, Bai Chun made a move.

His speed was much faster than Zuo Ming's. The moment his body rushed out, Bai Chun released his martial spirit.

Martial spirits are similar to kung fu in many aspects, and they are also divided into grades.

The lower yellow rank, the higher ground rank, and the mysterious and heavenly ranks, and the special martial souls belong to the supreme rank.

The reason why Bai Chun was able to enter the mid-term cultivation stage of Martial King earlier than Zuo Ming was that the martial spirit he inspired was of a higher rank than Zuo Ming.

His martial soul rank is the ground rank, a kitchen knife,

There are many kinds of Wuhun, such as iron, wood, and even pets can be called Wuhun.

The rank of the martial soul determines the progress of the martial artist in the process of cultivation, and determines the triggering of martial arts.

Martial skills are the necessary skills for warriors, similar to casting spells, and similar in nature to practicing kung fu.

(End of this chapter)