Feng Qingtian: Supreme Little Mengfei

Chapter 12 Instant Kill
The sword in Lin Ziyin's hand began to tremble non-stop, and then he swung the sword in his hand, drawing blue sword patterns one after another in the air, and the sword patterns joined together to form a murderous pattern.

"Oh my god, the must-kill tactic, the young master actually used the must-kill tactic!"

"I didn't expect to see the young master use two spiritual formulas in a duel!"

"fantastic!"

"This time, that little girl is really doomed to die, even Immortal Da Luo can't save her!"

"I heard that once a certain kill tactic is released, it can kill people instantly!"

Mu Qian watched as Lin Ziyin's drawing of the killer formula gradually formed, and she felt the fluctuation of the formula, indicating that his breath was extremely unstable, and his speed was extremely slow, indicating that he was very unskilled.But even so, if the must-killing tactic came, she might not be able to endure it. After all, the power of the must-killing tactic was no less than the purple-black spiritual power she had poured out just now, even higher than Not a lot!

When Mu Qian took a deep breath and was thinking about how to deal with it, suddenly a cold voice came from her body.

"Use your spiritual power, hold the sword in your hand tightly, and listen to my formula!"

Mu Qian's heart froze, and then she immediately listened to the formulas from the voice with full attention, and memorized them firmly. The time when the formulas were finished was when Lin Ziyin completed the must-kill formula. She attacked at a high speed.

She couldn't dodge at such a speed, at this moment the cold voice in her body said: "Now, go up and kill him!"

Mu Qian nodded, her body suddenly jumped up from the ground, the sword in her hand was wrapped in lingering purple light, emitting a dazzling light, and there was a layer of blood red flashing on the sword peak, she moved forward towards the attacking must The killing formula slashed violently.

With a sound of "Boom", Mu Qian split the entire must-killing pattern into two halves. Once the certain-killing pattern was broken, all the patterns could no longer maintain their original patterns, and were scattered and disintegrated in an instant.

"call!"

There was another exclamation from the audience!
Before everyone could react, even when Lin Ziyin was still in disbelief, Mu Qian had already attacked him, and his eyes widened.

At this time, Lin Ziyin only heard a deafening and coercive voice sounding in his ears with a sense of fear from the depths of his soul: "Little ants, dare to move rashly on this deity's head, It's just courting death!"

Lin Ziyin hadn't recovered from Mu Qian's counterattack, but at this moment he was shocked by the voice again. His entire soul seemed to be eroded, and he was stunned and forgot to react.

Immediately afterwards, the sword in Mu Qian's hand swung again, and a spike of purple-black spiritual power with a blood-red light slashed towards Lin Ziyin.The spiritual power hit Lin Ziyin's body fiercely, and a huge bloodstain was split on his body.

Lin Ziyin's body was thrown out like a kite with a broken string, and he fell heavily on the competition platform. The blood on his body kept lingering, and soon a large pool of blood formed under his body. He was dying in a pool of blood.

"Kill him!" The cold voice sounded from Mu Qian's body.

Mu Qian was never relentless in killing people, not to mention that the man in front of her tried to put her to death again and again, and she had no reason to keep him.She raised the sword in her hand and channeled her spiritual power again, but she felt her body was empty and almost fainted. Fortunately, she supported herself with the sword in time.

"Raise the sword and kill him!" The cold voice came again.

Mu Qian took a deep breath, clenched the sword in her hand, and was about to lift it up.

"Stop!" A gentle voice came from her body: "You have exhausted your body again. Your cultivation base is still shallow. After such consumption, you may have endless troubles! Sit down, close your eyes and adjust your breath, and stabilize yourself first. If there are too many overdrafts, if you don’t care about them, I’m afraid you’ll go crazy!”

Mu Qian was taken aback, she looked up at Lin Ziyin, he had passed out completely, and his whole body was completely useless.So it's up to you, there's no need to damage your fundamentals for a hairy kid, so Mu Qian sat down, closed her eyes and adjusted her breath.

"Kind heart and soft hand, woman's benevolence, short-sightedness!" The cold voice said three idioms in a row.

"Killing, tyrannical, harming others and oneself!" That gentle voice retorted.

"It's all the messy things you taught, and I was beaten up like this after practicing all night! Are you embarrassed?" said the cold voice.

"It's much better than some exercises you teach that harm others and yourself, which wastes the body and damages the foundation!" There was a little sullenness in that gentle voice.

"Girl, listen to me, don't pay attention to him, guarantee that the move will be fatal, and no one will hurt you again!"

"Qianqian, you are a sensible child, you can't easily fall into the way of magic, and you have to be calm when you practice."

The two voices were arguing in Mu Qian's body. At this time, Mu Qian finally determined that it was not a person's schizophrenia, but that there were indeed two voices in her body, one good and the other evil.

Mu Qian took a deep breath and sighed again, she said in her heart: "You guys are so noisy, I can't concentrate on adjusting my breath, I feel that my body is very swollen and hot, I feel like I'm going to explode, I ..."

"Girl, you seem to be breaking through!"

"Qianqian, focus on luck, listen to my mantra, don't lose your breath, you will break through the blue soon."

That cold voice seemed to realize that Mu Qian was at a critical moment. For Mu Qian's sake, he stopped arguing and just listened to that gentle voice teaching Mu Qian the formula.

Mu Qian sat cross-legged in meditation, followed the formula and focused her attention. She felt that the spiritual power in her whole body was very active, and she couldn't wait to break through and rise.

At the same time, everyone in the competition arena was shocked that Lin Ziyin was actually defeated!
"Oh my god! How is this possible! The young master has lost!"

"This girl actually won!"

"Purple Intermediate defeated Blue Peak! It's incredible!"

"What kind of spiritual art did she use at the end? It's simply too terrifying! I seem to have seen the blood red on her sword peak!"

"Does she really have no spiritual roots? Has she really never practiced?"

Everyone in Lin's residence was shocked, and the discussion erupted like a flood, boiling up and down, and the entire martial arts field was full of voices for a while.

In the stands, Master Lin clenched his fists tightly. The cultivation elixir and the two spiritual formulas he bought for Lin Ziyin alone cost him a lot of wealth. This is the son he spent a lot of money and energy on cultivating. This is his son. The son who puts all his hopes on entering the Guanzhi Lingyuan!Useless, completely useless!
At this time, the eldest lady next to him was still in a daze and couldn't recover.

(End of this chapter)