Chapter 240: Breaking the Move

The Ming King glanced at Lin Xing indifferently and said, "You bear the mission of eliminating the Asura, and this king doesn't want to kill you. If you don't want to die, step aside!"

Lin Xing didn't say a word and directly raised the Asura Sword. He locked onto the Ming King with his qi, searching for flaws. He wanted to try again to see if he could attack the Ming King.

"Fine! Since that's the case, don't blame this king for being ruthless!"

The Ming King directly took a step forward. His tall figure was as insurmountable as a mountain, and a powerful aura surged out. The space cracked, and the Ming King instantly appeared in front of Lin Xing and slapped out with his palm.

"Kill!!!"

Countless memories of the Asura flashed through Lin Xing's mind. The Asura Sword seemed to come to life in an instant and stabbed out. All kinds of artistic conceptions were on the Asura Sword: bloodthirsty, crazy, murderous, destructive... Lin Xing's artistic conception of the Asura even surpassed the Ming King's powerful and surging palm strike! Where the tip of the Asura Sword pointed, the space was slashed with sharp traces, like broken glass.

The Ming King also didn't dodge!

A vast amount of spiritual qi collided with Lin Xing's abdomen. At the same time, Lin Xing's Asura Sword swept across the Ming King's abdomen. However, the Ming King hit his target, while Lin Xing's attack missed!

"Bang!"

Lin Xing's figure quickly retreated, and the artistic conception of regeneration instantly healed his injuries. The hostility and evil thoughts between heaven and earth were transformed into the most primitive power to replenish Lin Xing's energy. Now, Lin Xing was almost like a perpetual motion machine!

But the Ming King opposite was even more terrifying!

He couldn't land a hit! Not at all!

Lin Xing stood in the high sky, keeping his eyes fixed on the Ming King's figure. The Ming King stood upright, also looking at Lin Xing, and asked again, "This is your last chance. Step aside. For the sake of your inheritance from the Heavenly Emperor, this king won't hold it against you."

"Ming King, have you rusted your brain? Do I look like someone who will back down?"

The Ming King opened his mouth and smiled contemptuously. A trace of anger appeared on his face: "Mortals are always self-righteous! Fine! Let you experience the power of this king!"

Ripples spread in the space under the Ming King's feet.

Lin Xing's mind instantly tensed up to the extreme!

Observe, observe!

Look for his flaws!

A palm suddenly appeared in front of Lin Xing!

Lin Xing's spiritual power vibrated vigorously, penetrating the Ming King's body. What state was the Ming King in at this moment?

Was he in a physical state or an illusory state?

Why could he hit Lin Xing, but Lin Xing couldn't hit him?

If he directly attacked by tearing the space on a large scale, it would surely be effective. But it would be too passive! Only by figuring out the reality and illusion of the Ming King's move could he take the initiative! It was a pity that Su Lingfeng wasn't here now. Otherwise, with her cultivation method, she would be the most suitable to deal with the Ming King in his soul state!

Lin Xing stretched out his hands to meet the Ming King's palm.

A strange feeling came from between Lin Xing's palms. It was as if his hands had passed by the Ming King's palm.

His spiritual power couldn't make contact, and his body couldn't make contact either; the Ming King's body was definitely in the same space as his at this moment, but why couldn't he touch it?

What kind of existence was this?

"Bang ——"

There was another loud explosion. Lin Xing's back was strongly attacked by the Ming King. The Ming King passed through Lin Xing's body and hit him instantly. This time, the force was stronger than the previous two times! Lin Xing spat out a mouthful of blood, and his spiritual qi surged. The artistic conception of regeneration treated his injuries again.

"Don't think that regeneration means immortality!"

The Ming King didn't give Lin Xing a chance to catch his breath. Just when the artistic conception of regeneration had treated his injuries halfway, he made a move again.

"Shenglong Sword!!"

Lin Xing slashed out with his sword. Where the sword intent passed, the space cracked. The Ming King's figure slowly dimmed and managed to dodge at the critical moment. The space where he had originally been was split into two halves!

"Bang ——"

Another palm landed on Lin Xing. Lin Xing felt the changes in the Ming King's palm in an instant and vaguely caught something.

The principle of change.

In that instant, the Ming King's palm seemed to have undergone some kind of change, similar to the change between the real and the illusory.

He sort of understood, but not completely.

"Oh? You can still laugh at this time!" The Ming King changed his palm again and used hundreds of moves in an instant. Lin Xing didn't resist much. He went all out to activate the artistic conception of regeneration, while healing his injuries and feeling all kinds of changes.

This kind of breakthrough in a dangerous situation hadn't occurred for a long time. Although his injuries were constantly getting worse, and the artistic conception of regeneration couldn't even react in time. But Lin Xing didn't feel the slightest bit of fear.

On the contrary, a long-lost joy welled up in his heart.

How interesting this was.

Discovering the mysteries and experiencing growth, the pleasure in it was simply unparalleled. Everything between heaven and earth was full of wonders.

This was a kind of enjoyment.

The Ming King slapped out again. The wind rose and the clouds surged. The imposing manner like that of a god pressed down on the army of demon beasts below, making them unable to catch their breath. Lin Xing gently stretched out his hand to meet it.

"Really, this is interesting."

Lin Xing found that he was getting more and more like the scientists in his previous life. It was just that the content of his research had become the Tao.

The Tao is endless!

His mind instantly became clear and pure, and even Lin Xing himself was surprised. All kinds of auras on Lin Xing intertwined, getting more and more profound, and getting closer and closer to this world of heaven and earth!

"Boom ——!"

The Ming King suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. His figure was retreating rapidly, and the pain in his abdomen was still reminding him that he had been hit!

How was this possible!

"Changing between the real and the illusory, so this is how it is." Lin Xing laughed excitedly. His figure changed and intertwined, as if in a dream. In his Sharingan, the Qian and Kun trigrams flashed with a dim light.

The Ming King frowned, seemingly puzzled. With a stroke of his finger, he used some kind of Taoist magic, and all his wounds disappeared.

"What happened to you just now? How could you suddenly comprehend it?" The Ming King felt a familiar taste from Lin Xing. However, that taste was very faint, very faint, but even so, it still made him somewhat unbelievable.

This wasn't the aura that a person should have.

"Whether it's illusory or real, it's just a code name. For spiritual power, aren't the real bricks, tiles, pavilions and towers also illusory? All things are just relative, and there is no certainty."

Lin Xing looked at the Ming King in front of him and suddenly had an illusion. It seemed that it wasn't very difficult to defeat him.

It seemed that the entire world was helping him!

The Ming King looked at Lin Xing in surprise a few times and didn't speak. His figure suddenly trembled, his bones cracked, and his soul twisted. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into the Heavenly Fiend Ming King with four heads and eight arms!

"This was just a tentative fight. Is it worth being so happy about?"

In the Ming King's hands, eight weapons slowly emerged.

A knife! A spear! A sword! A staff! An axe! A shield! A rope! A needle!

This was the real Heavenly Fiend Ming King!!!