One Birth Seven Treasures: Invincible Daddy is Super Fierce

Wei didn't end, but he saw Lin Ming from a distance, his eyes turned into pure black and white. From those black and white eyes, he felt unprecedented panic and pressure.

This kind of pressure weighed heavily on his heart, forcing him to do something.

"Come back, you are not his opponent."

The soft voice resounded in everyone's heart. When they heard this voice, everyone was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at the person who stood up behind them.

Wei was wearing a gray-white robe, and his golden hair was hanging down beside his face, shrouded in sunlight, like dazzling gold.

When Wei didn't speak, some people would subconsciously ignore his existence, but when he spoke up and stood up, everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and their hearts were affected by his every move.

Those who surrounded Lin Ming stopped their hands in unison, and they subconsciously made way for a road. This road leads from Wei to Lin Ming's direction, just like Moses dividing the sea.

Lin Ming also stopped his hand, he noticed a bit of a fierce pressing momentum.

Compared with the ordinary warriors who can easily kill him, he prefers opponents who can be evenly matched with him.

After cultivating Yin-Yang Art, he has never been as serious as he is now.

Eyes, focused on a person's body, trying to find flaws in him.

The two colors of black and white flowed in his eyes, gradually becoming a strict order, but the person walking slowly on the opposite side seemed to be the most rounded circle, completely natural, and he couldn't find any place to peel it off.

This made Lin Ming laugh.

"Are you finally going to make a move? Let me see how strong you are, who has been hiding behind the scenes!"

"Better not let me down."

Wei slowly approached Lin Ming step by step.

"You are very strong now."

"I'm qualified to make a move."

The two stood face to face in front of each other, and the distance between them was no more than ten feet.

No one took the lead, they looked at each other.

After a long time, Wei spoke up.

"To be honest, I admire you very much. Your current state should not exist in this world."

"If you could have appeared earlier and become my contemporaries, you would probably be my strongest enemy."

Wei Fianming's words were praising Lin Ming, but the faint regret and condescending arrogance in those words were undoubtedly revealed.

Lin Ming was not timid.

"You don't have to be a contemporary with you. Even now, I will be your most powerful enemy. Otherwise, you don't have to be so anxious to do something to me, or even to my family."

Having said that, he paused for a while, and raised his brows slightly as he looked at the opponent who had been entangled with him for a long time.

"To be honest, you really have your usual despicable style when you do something to my family."

"I can tolerate my opponents being selfish and bloodthirsty, but I can't stand that they are cowardly cowards who wear the banner of the strong. This is an insult to me."

The two of them said this as if no one else was around, and the people next to them remained silent, daring not to disturb them.

"But that works fine, doesn't it?"

Wei slowly smiled, and the corners of his mouth showed a beautiful arc, making the face that was loved by the sun even more handsome.

"It can only be said that you are indeed too young."

"Don't you have a saying that those who achieve great things are not careful about the little things?"

"Didn't you learn?"

Lin Ming narrowed his eyes, listening to Wei's brazen refutation for himself, and let out a sneer from his chest.

"It's no use talking, let's get started."

"Let me see how strong you are, let me see what you are!"

Although the yin and yang energies are in perfect harmony in Wei's body, and almost no flaws can be seen, but Lin Ming did not flinch and fear because of this, he believes in indomitable sharpness.

Destiny is not always smooth sailing, if you encounter setbacks, trample on the past.

An invisible airflow swirled around Lin Ming's body, and there was power following his pull and call, condensing in his palm.

Although he looks no different from ordinary people now, he is actually a condensed soul, an existence separated from the body, and those physical weapons are not very suitable for him now.

Therefore, Lin Ming chose to shape his own weapons.

Between heaven and earth, yin and yang compete with each other.

Positive energy burst, terror, the most suitable for condensing weapons.

As Lin Ming's thoughts moved, his palm seemed to turn into a huge magnet, continuously attracting the surrounding positive energy towards it.

The positive energy was absorbed and circled in large quantities, and in his palm, the negative energy took the upper hand.

In the entire area, the fiery light group in Lin Ming's hand became the only dazzling existence.

Following Lin Ming's thoughts, the light group began to expand and contract.

His soul and thoughts seemed to have turned into a hammer for forging weapons. Little by little, he tamed the bursting positive energy like a wild horse, and carved it into the shape he wanted.

The long sword of about three feet two inches gradually took shape.

The sword is out of the wind and rain, and the pen falls and weeps ghosts and gods.

Between the heavens and the earth, the yin wind of the call sign was completely empty.

A seemingly ordinary long sword was held in Lin Ming's hand.

The tip of the sword pointed at Wei.

"And you?"

The expression on Wei's face became a little more serious. He stuck out a hand from his large gray robe, slowly raised it to the sky, and held it.

The sky where the vision had just been born was empty, but with that grip, a thunderbolt fell in the sky.

That thunderbolt was like a sharp sword, stuffing his body into the hands of mortals, turning it into a sharp blade, cutting through thorns for the mortals under his feet.

Amid the lightning that could almost blind people's eyes, a stone hammer that didn't look very big fell from the sky.

It is a foreign object with no roots and no predestined relationship, but it follows certain rules and directions, heading straight for Wei.

The stone hammer wrapped the lightning and landed on Wei's side all the way.

Wei let out a hand, grabbed the unpretentious-looking stone hammer, and faced Lin Ming.

Lin Ming understood and stabbed with a sword.

Jianguang is simple and unpretentious, even to the point of stupidity, it seems that there is no lethality at all.

Wei raised his hammer to meet him.

The two weapons collided.

The sword formed by the condensed yang energy, although it looks simple and unpretentious, but every blow is full of violence.

The stone hammer looks simple and simple, but inadvertently circulates the lines of lightning.

When the two collided, neither one got a bargain.

Lin Ming raised his sword and pressed it sideways, increasing his strength.

Wei blocked with a hammer.

Their respective powers are exerted on the weapons, so that there is a faint energy fluctuation overflowing beside the two weapons.

Lin Ming felt the pressure from his wrist and pushed his right foot forward slightly.

In an instant, the power between the two began to become unbalanced.

The sword overwhelmed the hammer.

Wei also followed back dozens of steps.