The monkey-faced man had used his short axe to fend off the spear. However, the electric snake that circled the long spear was like a bug that drilled into the monkey-faced man’s body. In that instant, his entire body had been paralyzed.
This was the power of the Thunder Soul!
Heretical God Force – Open!
Lin Ming shouted. With a sweep of his spear, his activated Flow like Silk. The vibrating true essence was like a high tide that gushed out in all directions.
In that moment, the monkey-faced man had been paralyzed, but his survival instinct kicked in. He savagely bit the tip of his tongue and forcefully restored his mobility.
He already knew it was impossible to fend off this blow. He could only bet his life and fight against Lin Ming. His short-axe suddenly viciously struck out at Lin Ming!
Puff!
The long spear swept past the monkey-faced man’s thighs. With Flow like Silk combined with the explosive power of the Heretical God Force, the monkey-faced man’s legs were broken apart as his meat turned to mush and his bones shattered!
However at this time, that chopping axe was approaching Lin Ming’s head!
“Body Tearing Bone Shattering Fist!”
Lin Ming punched out! He had actually planned to use his flesh and blood body to fight against a treasure axe with true essence poured into it!
Peng!
The axe was bounced off by vibrating true essence!
And Lin Ming’s fist was unharmed!!
“This… what…” The monkey faced man’s eyes had gone wide at this unthinkable sight. Was this invulnerability!?
As he thought this, he was already sent flying upwards. His lower body had already lost all feeling. Looking down, he could see his feet still on the ground, and his legs had been completely shattered!
“Ah ah ah!”
The monkey-faced screamed out painfully. His body was like a broken sack as it fell and crashed against the ground, blood gushing everywhere like a fountain!
“No… don’t kill me! If I die, the little girl also dies!”
It was as if Lin Ming didn’t care. He grinned like a demon, and shook his spear. “Do you think that I care?”
“You… you… good! Since I’ll die anyways, then let’s die together!” The monkey-faced man clenched his teeth, preparing to forfeit his meridians and commit suicide. However at this moment, Lin Ming was like a ghost that appeared by his side, his palm already falling down.
Pulse Cutting Palm!
Puff!
Lin Ming’s palm struck against the monkey-faced man’s chest. The true essence that was filled with destructive power rampaged across the monkey-faced man’s meridians, and completely twisted and broke apart all the meridians!
“Ah!” The monkey-faced man let out a miserable cry. To his amazement and dismay, he found that he was unable to summon the true essence within his body. It was as if some mysterious force had dispersed all of his will; it simply didn’t listen to his signals!
“You want to forfeit your meridians? Then why don’t I lend you a hand.” Lin Ming withdrew his palm. Since the Pulse Cutting Palm was a weak martial skill, it didn’t have much value in actual combat. It was used by that mighty elder to torment his enemies; how would such a martial skill give the enemy an opportunity to commit suicide?
This martial skill would cause the enemy to lose all of their skills and they would become a eunuch. Not only that, but they would then be imprisoned and endlessly tortured. One could not beg for life, and one could not even beg for death!
In that split second from when the electric light had sparked, Na Yi had been left scared and shocked senseless. She had thought that Lin Ming was really planning on killing the monkey-faced man, but not it seemed that using some unknown method, he had taken complete control of the situation. She let loose a breath she didn’t know she was holding. She looked at Lin Ming again, her eyes filled with an incomparably complex emotion.
Who was this young boy? His cultivation was only at the Altering Muscle stage; how could he have this sort of terrifying strength?
He had leapt past the barrier of a stage and a half difference in cultivation and played with these Bone Forging martial artists as if they were nothing but toys in his hands. They didn’t have the ability to commit suicide by destroying their own meridians. Even a Pulse Condensation Period martial artist wouldn’t be able to accomplish this!
Na Yi had never heard of any genius or talent within the Southern Wilderness that had this sort of incredible combat ability. This included Na Tribe’s first generation tribal chief!
If he was really 15 years old, then his future accomplishments would simply be limitless. This man, his potential was too alarming!
If… if she had his help, in addition to the undiscovered legacies of the Sorcerer Holy Land, it wouldn’t be impossible to recreate Na Tribe!
Thinking this, Na Yi gasped, but she immediately shook her head and sighed. Why would he possibly help her……