Chapter 1306
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Mingshi Yin increased the pace of his attacks.
He swung the Separation Hook in a frenzy. Due to his speed, he moved so fast that he seemed like a blur. Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
West Beggar was still in shock.
When he saw Mingshi Yin, his eyes were filled with disbelief.
The powerful force pushed him back. Two long and narrow trenches appeared on the ground.
It slid for a full thousand meters.
Mingshi Yin did not know how many times he had attacked during this process.
Mingshi Yin suddenly stopped moving. The astrolabe appeared, and he unleashed all the power of his Birth Chart. The Separation Hook in his left hand did not stop as he attacked from both directions.
The strongest burst of power blasted on the green palm.
Boom!
The green palm shattered.
Bang! The remnant power of the fate matrix slammed into West Beggar's chest. Unsurprisingly, West Beggar was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string. He continued to slide on the ground, and when he was a hundred meters away, he groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You …"
West Beggar looked up and pointed at Mingshi Yin. His eyes gleamed fiercely as he sneered. "I remember now."
Mingshi Yin put the astrolabe and the Separation Hook away.
"What do you remember?"
"I didn't expect you to still be alive, you vile spawn!" West Beggar wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. He pushed himself off the ground with one hand and stood up like a roly-poly toy.
"Heh …"
Mingshi Yin did not think much of it.
West Beggar glanced at the night sky and the stars. Killing intent flashed in his eyes as he said, "Little bastard, I didn't expect Meng Mingshi to spare your life."
Mingshi Yin's face was expressionless. He was unmoved. He asked coldly, "Did you kill him?"
"You want to know?" West Beggar laughed maniacally. "Go to hell and ask him!"
Bam!
West Beggar left an afterimage in his wake.
In just a blink of an eye, he was already before Mingshi Yin.
"Transmigration Slash!"
An energy saber shot out from his palms.
Mingshi Yin dodged it.
Bam!
The energy saber struck Mingshi Yin's protective energy. The energy shattered like glass, and Mingshi Yin was sent flying.
Xi Qiushu stood his ground and said, "I was just playing with you just now. The saber is my forte."
A blood-red blade spun and flew back, landing in the palm of the Art of Begging.
Put it in front of me?
The Art of West Begging licked the blade of the saber in an extremely bloodthirsty manner.
While Mingshi Yin was reeling back, he charged forward at an incredible speed. It was as though he was tearing through space.
'Mingshi Yin has landed?'
Slapping the ground with both hands?
Even thicker trees grew wildly on the ground and blocked the way.
Boom!
The strong wind brought about by the Art of West Begging crashed into the pile of green wood.
Boom!
Strike again with the West Begging Art?
The green wood pile was smashed into pieces and scattered all over the ground, turning into scraps.
But?
Mingshi Yin vanished as well.
The Art of West Begging landed.
He sensed the changes in his surroundings.
"Little bastard?
You are just like your grandfather, a coward. Come out! "
His voice reverberated in all directions.
Technique of West Begging said in a deep voice,
"Meng Mingshi has been a coward his entire life and has suffered defeat his entire life. The battle of Xiao Mountain?
Lao Zi and Bai Yi?
Help him win the battle! "
"The success of a general built on the bones of ten thousand people?
He succeeded?
Yet, he wants to kill me and Bai Yi? "
"I've slept in a pile of corpses?
I won't die so easily! "
"Why should he be called a war god?
Why should I be despised for generations to come? "
"Come out!"
A deep voice resounded in the surroundings.
At this moment, there was movement beneath his feet.
'Hm?'
Mingshi Yin flew out from behind the Art of Begging. Thousands of blades shot out from the Separation Hook in his hand. The Art of Begging turned around.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! The Art of Begging was once again forced to slide backward by Mingshi Yin.
A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit.
The Art of Begging would not suffer such a loss again.
He stomped his feet.
Avatar!
The 950-foot avatar expanded rapidly.
"I've been waiting for your avatar!"
Mingshi Yin summoned his avatar as well.
Whizz!
The Art of Begging's expression darkened. He said coldly, "Only six Birth Charts?! “
"Who told you that height determines the number of Birth Charts?"
Bam!
The avatar swept out.
West Begging's avatar was sent flying.
The clash between the avatars was like the most primitive of battles.
"Seven Birth Charts? No … Ten Birth Charts! "The Art of Begging's two forces bore down on him.
Bam!
An expression of shock appeared on the Art of Begging's face.
He was sent flying.
A cunning smile appeared on his face as he looked at Mingshi Yin.
Such explosive power!
Such speed!
Was he a natural-born assassin?
Assassins would never face their opponents head-on. An experienced, patient, and explosive assassin could usually challenge someone of a higher realm.
The Art of Begging's blood essence surged. He retracted his avatar and landed on the ground with a boom.
Mingshi Yin said, "I've told you, this will be your burial ground."
He paused for a moment before he said, "Whether Meng Mingshi dies or not has nothing to do with me … I simply think you should die."
West Begging, who was lying motionlessly on the ground, took a deep breath.
He closed his eyes and opened them again.
Then, he rose to his feet like a zombie.
He chuckled as he struck a few meridian points on his chest. "Ten Birth Charts. Little bastard, you're able to hurt me …"
"Hm?"
Mingshi Yin frowned.
The explosive power earlier should have severely injured him.
The tenacity of the West Begging Art had exceeded his expectations.
"I've always thought that you've been fed to the dogs by Meng Mingshi, you bastard … I didn't expect you to go to the golden lotus domain. Is this all you've learned after all these years? Haha … You really disappoint me! "
West Begging's tone was gloomy and confident. "Didn't anyone tell you that there's an insurmountable gap between the First and Second Life Trials?"
The astrolabe bloomed.
The energy sabers landed on the astrolabe and spun swiftly like a compass.
"Second Life Trial?!"
West Begging did not only have 12 Birth Charts, but he was also an elite who had passed the Life Trials.
This meant that no matter how powerful he was in the First Life Trial, his chances of defeating someone in the Second Life Trial were almost zero.
West Begging chose to unleash his ultimate move, the Second Life Trial!
Then …
The energy sabers were flung out by the astrolabe. Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The destructive power of the attack destroyed the remaining green trees in the surroundings as if they were tofu.
Nothing that stood in the way of the energy sabers could stop them.
When the energy sabers were flung out, the Birth Charts that were almost at full power on the astrolabe were unleashed at the same time.
Mingshi Yin was shocked.
He kept flying backward, dodging the gaps between the energy sabers and the Birth Charts.
He could no longer escape underground. That would only imprison him and turn him into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The only way was to put some distance between them and the area where the energy sabers were at their strongest.
Mingshi Yin did everything he could to hide. Afterimages filled the air as he tried to find a chance of survival in the gaps.
It flashed back and forth.
The difference between the First and Second Life Trials was too great.
One of the energy sabers that was imbued with the power of the Life Trials arrived before him.
Mingshi Yin's eyes widened in anger. "It's over."
He could not dodge it!
The astrolabe!
Sizzle!
The energy sabers collided with the astrolabe. The astrolabe immediately caved in.
Bam!
The astrolabe only lasted for a moment before it shattered. Mingshi Yin felt an overwhelming force injuring his chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
The energy sabers vanished.
West Begging raised his right hand. The blood-red saber appeared in his hand.
The astrolabe disappeared.
A slightly shocked and disdainful expression appeared on his face as he said, "You managed to preserve your Birth Charts after the astrolabe shattered? Little bastard … I've underestimated you! Alas, you're still too weak! "
He strode forward and approached …
The night breeze blew.
The moonlight was beautiful.
It was a dark and windy night for killing.
West Begging was like a wild wolf looking at its prey waiting to be slaughtered. He lay on the ground, unable to move.
He took the arrogant steps of a victor.
When he was 30 meters away from Mingshi Yin, West Begging stopped and looked up.
A figure appeared at a low altitude.
Facing the moonlight, Art of West Begging saw the appearance of that person. He was dressed in a green robe, standing calmly. He held a long sword in his right hand, and it was tilted downwards. Blood flowed down the blade of the sword and condensed into a huge drop of blood. Under the moonlight, the drop of blood emitted a strange brilliance …
"You'd better put down the saber in your hand." The green-robed swordsman said, "That way, you won't feel any pain when my sword pierces your head."
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