第3220章 你又输了

"Young master, you can't!"
The other members of the crane tribe shouted when they heard that He Ming was going to be a mount.
"Do you think I will lose?"
He Ming snorted and looked at Long Yin. "Are you ready? I'm about to make my move."
Long Yin smiled as he looked at He Ming, "Just go ahead and make a move."
He had already seen He Ming's level, which was the level of a ghost immortal, slightly lower than his own level.
Although He Ming was highly skilled in swordsmanship, as long as he was prepared, He Ming's swordsmanship wasn't that formidable.
Sure!" "
Hè míng lǎng hè yī shēng, liǎng bǎ jiàn diàn guāng shí huǒ yī bān cháo zhe lóng yǐn fēi shè ér lái。
Lóng yǐn lián dòng dōu méi yǒu dòng, quán lì diào dòng dà dì lì liàng, shēn tǐ zhōu wéi de zhòng lì jí shāng tí shēng dào sānshí bèi zuǒ yòu.
As the gravity suddenly increased, He Ming rushed into the gravity field and felt his body sink, immediately falling towards the ground.
However, this kid was really something. Just as his body began to tilt downwards, he leaned forward and flew towards Long Yin like an arrow leaving a bow.
The distance between the two sides was already very close. With the speed of He Ming, it was almost in the blink of an eye that he arrived in front of the opponent. The two swords pierced Dragon Hidden’s body.
He Ming did not feel the sensation of the two swords piercing into a solid target. He immediately knew that he had pierced the opponent's shadow again. He quickly lifted one sword and slashed behind him, at the same time, swiftly turned his body to search for Dragon Hidden's figure.
However, when he turned his head, he still didn't see Long Yin's figure.
Just as he was wondering where Long Yin had gone, a voice came from the ground: "Come down to me!"
He Ming only felt his feet sink into the ground.
He realized the situation was not good and immediately stabbed his two swords into the ground to cut off the hands that were holding onto his feet.
However, when he was about to stab with his two swords, the hands that held onto his feet disappeared.
Even so, his legs had already sunk into the ground.
Long Yin was hidden in the ground, using two consecutive spells- Root firmly to the ground and Painting the ground as a prison, mobilizing the power of the earth to firmly imprison He Ming in the ground.
If standing on the ground, He Ming still had a chance to escape, but once his body was halfway into the ground and with higher level powers restricting him, he could no longer escape.
At least, for the time being, he had no way of escaping.
The figure of Long Yin emerged from the ground, standing not far from He Ming, and said with a smile, "You lost!"
He Ming's face turned red with anger, still struggling desperately, but he couldn't break free from the power of the earth.
"Let me go if you can't beat me, hiding underground is not a skill."
"If you have the ability, let me go and let's fight again."
He Ming said angrily.
Sure!" "
Long Yin released the binding on the earth, allowing He Ming to break free.
He Meng just broke free from the ground and immediately pounced towards Long Yin.
The two swords in his hands both emitted sharp sword aura, indicating that this kid was already extremely angry.
However, he had just pounced in front of Long Yin, and immediately saw He Yun standing in front of him.
"Mother!"
He Ming couldn't help but stop his figure.
His figure had just stopped, and immediately felt his body being shaken away by a force.
Upon careful inspection, where is the figure of his mother?
"You lost again!"
Dragon Yin grinned as he watched He Ming.
He Ming ignored him and fiercely swung his sword at Dragon Yin twice.
There was a sudden burst of sunlight from Longyin's hand, which directly blinded Heming's eyes.
There was no doubt that Heming had lost again.
However, this guy didn't care at all. Just as he had regained his vision, he immediately charged towards Longyin again.
However, when he charged forward once again, he instinctively covered his eyes. Yet, what greeted him was a world of darkness where he couldn't see anything, let alone find the hidden dragon.
Crane Ming immediately shook his two swords, and ripples spread in all directions to locate the position of Long Yin.
However, this is in the world of dark forces, and ripples cannot work.
So, Crane Ming lost inexplicably again.
After losing five or six times in a row, Crane Ming became increasingly angry and had no intention of stopping.
Even Long Yin couldn't help but admire this boy's indomitable spirit of refusing to accept defeat.
When He Ming rushed towards him again, Long Yin had a thought in his mind. He remembered his experience of communicating with Wu Daozi at the Dragon Gate Academy. He immediately used his finger to activate the rules of heaven and earth, drew a circle with his runic power, and covered it towards He Ming.
An invisible circle fell on He Ming and immediately bound him.
"You lost again!"
Dragon Yin looked at He Ming and shook his head, "Although you are exceptionally talented, you simply don't understand combat."
Simply relying on speed and the sharpness of a sword is not very useful.
After all, your speed is not yet fast enough to ignore everything, nor is your sword sharp enough to cut through everything.
"With your current strength, I have countless ways to defeat you."
"You..." He Ming's face turned livid with anger, his finger pointing at Long Yin trembling, "If you have the ability, then don't use those crooked ways, fight me fairly."
He had lost many times in a row and was already very angry.
But now, being taught a lesson by his opponent, how could he bear it?
However, he really had no way to see through Long Yin's inexplicable skills, nor did he have a way to deal with them.
龙隐眉头抬了抬：“如你所愿！这一次，我好好和你打一场。”
"You're done for!"
He Ming swung his two swords fiercely at Long Yin.
Swordsmanship is as fast as ever, and even as Crane becomes angrier, the swordsmanship only gets faster.
This speed has surpassed what the naked eye can observe, even Long Yin cannot see clearly.
However, Long Yin's physique is incredibly strong, and coupled with his constant battles and never letting up on physical combat, his fighting consciousness has always been present.
Although he couldn't see the swordsmanship of He Ming, he relied on instinct and punched both of He Ming's swords.
At the same time, Long Yin raised his foot and kicked He Ming out.
Looking at the fist with a large wound cut out, Long Yin smiled and said to He Ming, "What else do you have to say this time?"
He Ming stared at Long Yin in disbelief, looked at Long Yin's fist, and then looked at the sword in his hand.
This is a divine weapon-level sword, can it even cut through a person's fist?
He knows very well that he has lost completely.
However, he cannot understand how a person's body can be so hard?
What's even scarier is that, in just a moment, the wounds he had been struck with were already healing.
What kind of freak did he run into?
"I lost, as agreed, I'll be your mount!"
Hehe looked down and said dejectedly.