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Lin Ming will absorb the remaining half of the immortal Qi, without any reservation, all into a broken knife.

He instilled the spirit of immortality into the same scrap metal. Seeing this scene, the scorn and scorn on the woman's face became stronger.

Naturally, for the first time, I felt that this scrap metal would immediately collapse, turn into dross and disappear without a trace.

However, to the woman's great surprise, she could clearly see that the broken knife in Lin Ming's hand was safe and sound.

Inexplicable, this woman's heart, can't help clapping.

Indeed, as Lin Ming instilled the spirit of immortality into a broken knife in his hand, a trace of inexplicably strong breath came out of it.

This breath is extremely powerful. For a moment, even as a disciple of Xianmen, she seems to have never seen it.

"This, this is what kind of breath." The woman's face looked even more like she couldn't help it, showing a look of horror

"Xianqi is already an extremely powerful breath. There are other breath. It's more powerful than Xianqi..."

Of course, at the same time, Lin Ming is also the first time to detect a trace of inexplicable strong breath, from the hands of this knife.

This naturally made Lin Ming happy.

It can be said that this knife is extremely strange and mysterious. Before, he had input the aura of heaven, the power of soul, the power of heaven and earth into it, but there was no abnormality, and there was no breath released.

But now, with the input of immortal Qi, there is a strong breath from it, which is naturally a good thing.

The previous one is already powerful.

Now, a more powerful breath is released from it. In Lin Ming's opinion, even if he is a disciple of the immortal sect, he can't be directly cut to death with this knife in his hand.

"That's good. The knife in my hand didn't disappoint me..."

Lin Ming's face also can't help showing a trace of joy, and then he looked at the other side of the eyes, flashing with a strong sense of killing, cold light.

It's inexplicable that even with the inheritance of the immortal soul and the protection of the strong immortal spirit outside her body, at this moment, under the gaze of Lin Ming, the woman had a strong sense of crisis in her heart.

It seems that as long as Lin Ming takes the hand and pats a broken knife in his hand, he will be able to take her life directly.

"Hum." The next moment, the woman felt as if she had been humiliated.

Indeed, in her eyes, even if the knife in Lin Ming's hand was strange, it was only a little powerful immortal weapon at best. As for Lin Ming himself, he was only a disciple of the dragon clan.

At present, she was frightened by a disciple of the Shenlong clan, which is not a great shame to her.

"Boy, die." This woman's murderous look, "no matter how strange a broken knife in your hand is, at best, it's just a broken knife. Do you think you can defeat me just with such a broken knife in your hand..."

This time, an immortal spirit with more than a hundred times more power, like a huge wave, made a huge noise and attacked Lin Ming.

For the first time, it really changed Lin Ming's face.

It's obvious that the power of this kind of attack can't be compared with that of this woman's first attack.

If Lin Ming hadn't held a broken knife in his hand, he knew it clearly. I'm afraid his body would have been crushed under the pressure of the immortal Qi.

"Hum." Lin Ming flew up and dived down from a high position. A knife in his hand aimed at the immortal spirit coming from such a rough sea and chopped it down.

Seeing this, the woman gave a sneer of disdain: "it's just as shabby as iron. I dare to resist the immortal spirit. I don't know how to live or die. Now, if you don't die, what..."

However, before she finished her sentence, the woman's eyes suddenly widened, filled with an incredible color, and a look of disbelief at the moment.

It's true that Lin Ming had a broken knife in his hand. One by one, he cut off the immortal Qi.

The immortal spirit, like a tide, was split in two and swept to the left and right.

Lin Ming, on the other hand, came from the chopped space in the middle, holding a broken knife and reaching the sky in front of the woman.

The height is less than three meters.

It's like a broken knife in Lin Ming's hand. If you wave it out, you can make the woman's head fall to the ground.

At present, Lin Ming has this plan.

He naturally knew that the reason why he was able to use this Dao was that he instilled immortal Qi into the broken Dao.

There is no immortal Qi in his body.

That is to say, he can't make a second cut for the time being.

If this knife still can't hurt the other side, then naturally on the contrary, the person whose life is in danger is undoubtedly him.

Therefore, Lin Ming not only exerted the power of his soul, but also wrapped the whole body of the broken sword with a burst of chaotic light.

Sure enough, at this moment, the power of the broken knife in his hand didn't disappoint him.

A knife splits the immortal Qi from the other side.

Lin Ming flies over to the other side. When he reaches the position less than three meters high in front of the other side, he stabs the woman's neck decisively and fiercely.

Under this knife, it seems to be irresistible.

The immortal spirit, which was very strong outside the woman, seemed to be a thin layer of paper at this time. It didn't protect the woman at all.

At this moment, the woman was also completely shocked. She had an unexpected look. Unexpectedly, the power of Lin Ming's knife was so terrible.

Her eyes widened subconsciously.

For a moment, there was only a knife shadow growing in her eyes.

Poof, next, a touch of blood is blooming in the sky.

The woman's body and head are separated.

"Ah..." a voice full of hatred came from the abdomen of the woman's body

"I Zhao Linglong, and your boy's hatred, die together, I swear by my soul, I Zhao Linglong will not kill you, I have no peace for a day, and I will never die..."

There are three groups of white light flying out of the woman's body and disappearing in the sky at the speed of blinking.

Indeed, the first time Lin Ming saw it, the three white lights had disappeared.

There is no doubt that it is the three spirits of heaven, earth and man of Zhao Linglong.

"What's the situation?"

"What, this..."

In the high altitude, Zhao Linglong's body directly fell to the ground. The other two disciples were shocked, and their eyes widened almost to the protruding degree. Look at the bottom, and then look at a figure in the high altitude, Lin Ming.