Power Instructor

A heart of death, and then... Go forward?

Mon Qi is a stubborn guy, he can't understand the principles or things, but the crude and non-rude expressions like Ling Chi make Mon Qi understand all at once.

He grinned at Ling Chi and said, "Instructor, I understand. Even if you fall with injuries all over your body, you have to do it with a knife. Is this the truth?"

"Ahem~~"

Ling Chi coughed, is this guy even more rude than himself?

Ling Chi said at the moment: "Of course, courage is important in such a battle, but the more important thing is combat skills. You are obviously not that guy's opponent."

"The instructor, you still let me go?" Munch was crying.

Ling Chi said: "On the battlefield, the information is constantly changing. Sometimes the outcome of a battle is not based on strength, but also on combat skills. Do you have more than a dozen flying knives?"

"Yes." Monqi nodded, and opened his clothes. There were a dozen throwing knives hidden inside.

Ling Chi looked at him and couldn't help smiling. The weight of these military flying knives was extraordinary. Isn't it cumbersome for this guy to hide a dozen of these flying knives on his body?

But then Ling Chi still said, "Then you will throw out a dozen flying knives non-stop, and attack the opponent's position. As a power of mind, it shouldn't be difficult to aim at a position, right?"

"This, but the weapon in his hand is very strange, it will fend off my throwing knife."

"You have to try everything. How can you know if you don't try it?"

"This, all right!"

Although Monqi had some doubts about Ling Chi's method, the next moment he attacked the man according to the method Ling Chi said.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

With sound after sound, the weird weapon in the man’s hand flew the flying knives thrown by Monqi one by one, but Monchi was not discouraged, and continued to throw one flying knife after another, faster and faster , The use of the power of mind is becoming more and more violent.

Finally, the last throwing knife in his hand was thrown out.

"puff!"

With a muffled sound, Monkey, who didn’t expect much at first, was dumbfounded at this time. In the end, the flying knife plunged into the man’s abdomen. In fact, Monkey aimed at the position of the man’s heart. It was also beaten by the weird weapon in the opponent's hand, but he didn't expect to plunge into the man's abdomen. Is this a surprise?

Looking at the man's hand holding a weapon, it was shaking at this moment.

Although Monki threw a dozen or so throwing knives out of this one, the opponent blocked it, but every throwing knives carried a very violent power of intent, with an extraordinary impact, just such an impact. Below, the man's arm was paralyzed, so this last cut prevented it from being crooked.

Monqi excitedly said to Ling Chi: "Instructor, I did it."

Ling Chi said: "Yes, you did it. The weapon in the opponent's hand is powerful, but you use the power of your mind, and you still learn the flying knife technique. Then you have to understand the truth that the world of martial arts is invincible, and the only thing that is fast is not broken. The reason why he blocked your attack was not because he was too strong, but because your speed was too slow."

"This……"

Monqi fell silent, as if digesting what Ling Chi said.

"Asshole, you are seeking your own death. My Murong Xuan is going to kill him."

In the man’s eyes, he actually didn’t put Munchi in his eyes at all, but he never thought that the guy he hadn’t put in his eyes would hurt himself under the guidance of others, which made the man completely angry. .

Murong Xuan?

Ling Chi frowned. It was not the name that made him feel familiar. It was just that Ling Chi had heard that Yu Yourong said from the origins of some supernaturalists, like Master Jin Yong’s Nan Murong Bei Qiaofeng, in this supernatural world There is also a saying that there is wind in the south of Murong and the north. Of course, the wind in the north does not mean a windy surname, but a wind family located in Tianjing.

As for this Nan Murong, of course it is the Murong's house.

It's just that whether Murong Xuan is a member of the Murong family, it is not known, but whether it is or not, Ling Chi now feels the change in Murong Xuan's body, and his strength soars instantly, with a strong aura on him. The explosion seems to cause a large area of ​​impact at any time.

At the moment, Ling Chi pulled back Monch, who was about to continue the battle.

Monqi was taken aback and asked: "Instructor, what are you doing to bring me back?"

Ling Chi smiled faintly and said, "Leave this guy to me."

"Why?" Munch said depressed: "Instructor, don't you let me have a heart of death, and then go forward? I think I can fight another 300 rounds."

Ling Chi rolled his eyes and said, "Just because your opponent didn't put you in his eyes, so he didn't use his best to fight with you. Now that the opponent is angry, if you continue to do it, it is not a death. You committed suicide, okay, leave this guy to me, go get Tang Chai back."

"This, all right!"

Meng Qi was a little bit reluctant, but he still withdrew from the fight with Murong Xuan, and then chased him in Tang Chai's direction.

Murongxuan looked at Ling Chi. He didn't know what Ling Chi's strength was, but he still disdain. "There are so many supernaturalists in a small place like Dark River. This surprised me, and I was even curious. What is your purpose, but it doesn’t matter if you think about it, because soon you will all be dead."

"amount!"

Ling Chi smiled bitterly and said, "You are confident. There are more than 20 supernatural beings here, and these are my people. In this case, why are you embarrassed to say such big things?"

"Are they all abilities?"

Murongxuan looked at Meng Qi and others, and said, "Indeed, they are all supernatural beings, but you probably don’t know that there are also many kinds of supernatural beings. Supernatural beings like you can only be among the supernatural beings. It's just the lowest level."

"Oh?"

Ling Chi smiled and said, "In this way, your abilities are very powerful!"

"It seems that you are not very clear about the world of the powers. There are some families of hidden powers in the world of the powers. They are all passed down by blood. Do you know this?"

"I know." Ling Chi nodded.

Then he looked at Murong Xuan, waiting for this arrogant fellow to explain to him, and Murong Xuan was obviously not in a hurry, and continued: "In the inheritance of the powers, there are three types of powers that are as small as you. Those with supernatural powers cannot be compared. They are the inheritor of the pupil technique, the inheritor of the alienation and the supreme inheritor. I won’t tell you more about the latter two, and I am the first inheritor of the pupil technique. The pupil technique he possesses is called blood phagocytosis."

"Ok?"

Ling Chi was slightly stunned, and then saw Murong Xuan's eyes turn blood red, blood red like a demon.

And this is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is that Murong Xuan grabbed a man with one hand, and the man screamed in bursts of screams. Then he turned into a scream in that scream, and his blood was sucked. Did it.