The Legend of the Dragon King

There are already a dozen mouths on the body, and the cut clothes will go for a little ride during the operation, and this velocity collision is definitely not a comfortable feeling.

Keep going, he'll have fewer and fewer chances!

Lin San's expression has not changed from the beginning to the end. He is always a light and cloudy appearance. His heart is very quiet and he is not in any hurry. Opportunities were created by himself, and how long it took to create them was not important to him.

Same tactics he used on Teng, try Bai Ling. Teng Teng, in consultation with him, did not know how many ways to find a chance to defeat Lin San, but never succeeded.

Looks like they are both one of the eight heavenly kings, but in front of Lin San, Teng never won. Therefore, he is also sincere to Lin San. If you see Lin Sandu, you will call Sandu.

None of the eight kings is harder than Lin San. The speed and flexibility that Lin Sang now possesses are all his own. His talents are the weakest, but the hardest, most committed, most focused.

Practicing hard every day to find your own path. What he's been through is unimaginable to the other seven. Even Dragon Leap said that he was not as good as Lin San when it came to the level of effort.

Monster College's number one offense, not random calls.

Xie suddenly flashed, passing from Lin San, Lin's stroke blade flickered through, leaving a wound on his back.

However, after this landing, Xie did not rush back at the first moment, but stopped while stepping on the ground.

The change was sudden and he landed like a sculpture.

Lin San has been in a state of high-speed combat. She passed like a lightning bolt, and Xie encountered three more wounds almost instantly.

But his body stood there still with no moving ribbons, and he could see by zooming in on the screen that he closed his eyes.

Holding a light dragon dagger in his right hand and lifting it in front of his chest, the whole person was like stuck there.

Lin's eyes flashed a praiseworthy glance, a teenager from Shrek College, who really wanted to surpass himself in talent. Precise judgment was made in such a short period of time, and you dare to follow your own judgment. That's not an easy thing.

Because that would make him more passive, but only then would he find some opportunities if he was not absolutely as fast as he was.

It's just, is it really that easy to find?

Lin San didn't stop. On the contrary, his speed suddenly increased again. The speed at which Xie's encounter was completely suppressed before is not the ultimate.

The green light surrounded Xie, seemed to have a blue tornado around him, sweeping his body, constantly shocked him again and again.

Xie Xie waved the light dragon dagger gently to protect her body and made a seemingly reserved action from time to time, as if it would erupt at any time. His momentum is rising, but his wounds are increasing rapidly.

It's just for a while, from a single perspective, he's turned into a blood man.

Original Eun Night Fai doesn't know when she has sat upright and her back is straight.

This is worse than I thought, and Xie encounters were suppressed very comprehensively. In their eyes, I can't even see that Xie had a chance.

Neither side exercises powerful spiritual skills and armor, but there is no doubt that there are five spiritual rings, including two thousand years of spiritual rings. He must also be suppressed in terms of soul technique. Not to mention armor. In this situation, where are the opportunities?

“Ding!” At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly rang in the playing field.

Lin Sanfeng then retreated, and Xie encountered a light dragon dagger with a bright golden light. And that's when he opened his eyes again.

“Thank you,” Xie said to Lin San.

Lin Sanxin moved and smiled softly. "You don't have to thank me. This is your own enlightenment. ”

Despite that, his heart was also surprised. In the battle just now, he left many wounds on his opponent. Instead of influencing his mind and attitude, he was constantly stimulated by the stinging, and he actually had a sense of direction in his ghost fan trail. In other words, Xie meets with a deeper understanding of the trail of ghost fans.

Tangmen can be redeemed for its contribution points within Tangmen, but isn't it that simple? Not fully mastered when learned, but to truly play the power of many scholarly excellence requires constant and profound understanding and more experience.

Undoubtedly, Xie Xie, in the process of closing her eyes just now, through the actions of Lin San, the understanding of the ghost fan trail has raised a level. For him, it was a very effective improvement in strength.

“What a student of Shrek College, I was two years behind you when I realized this.” Lin San doesn't mind complimenting his opponents at all. But the expression on his face remained unchanged, still a light cloud.

A good opponent will only make him more excited, but unfortunately, in his eyes, the present encounter is not enough to really be his opponent.

The thing that the strong crave most is that everyone around them is stronger than themselves. Only then will the sense of oppression become a sense of urgency, making him more diligent and desperate on the path to power. This is the case for Lin San, Xie becomes strong, he will only be happy.

“Be careful.” Lin's eyes flashed blue and his second soul circle sparkled. The next moment, he had an extra smudge of green on his whole body, and his figure was shining all over the sky.

So fast!

Xie Xie's mind shocked. It turns out that the speed before was not his ultimate, but his soul technique also improved speed. At this time, in his eyes, and in his heart, he did not feel the true position of Lin San. Around his body, it seemed like there was an extra wind. These winds were free and uncertain and could not grasp any law.

A blue light flashed, Xie met with another wound, and immediately, the surrounding situation turned into a great oppressive force to suppress him. It's like a meat grinder.

This is the pressure of absolute speed advantage.

Xie meets the tip of her tongue and suddenly spins at high speed in situ, turning the golden dagger into a golden storm. It was his second soul move, Light Dragon Storm.

The dense crisp sound of "Ding Ding" kept ringing, which was a collision between the two sides. But Xie encountered a little more blood in the golden light storm, it was his own blood! Those wounds that were previously injured began to affect his combat power at this time.

“Yes!” Lin Sanqiu sighed. The green figure around him suddenly took off. When the audience saw him again, he actually hovered in the middle of the sky.

You know, if you want to fly in the air without using a soul conductor, you need to repair it to the seven-ring level. But at this moment, Lin San is suspended in the middle of the sky with his own soul power. Around him, a green wind gathered, carrying his body, and he himself seemed to be part of the wind.

Xie's body paused, a drop of blood slipped down, and a splashy red blood appeared on the ground.

“Admit it. You're not my opponent. Five years later, you can try.” Lin Sansheng said.

Xie smiled, as if the red blood wasn't flowing from him, "Shrek College, never used to admit defeat. Be good, beat me. ”

Lin nodded, “I get it. Well, let's get this over with. ”

As he spoke, the blue light on his body suddenly grew stronger, and the fourth soul ring flashed, and a dense wind blade appeared around his body. These wind blades did not break apart, like the two handles he had previously held in his hand. In the blink of an eye, thousands of wind blades appeared beside him.

“Turn!” Lin san sipped.

Suddenly, the blades revolved around his body at high speeds, and he himself continued to fly higher in the glow. Looks like a high-flying tornado.

Ten Thousand Years of Soul Loop Technique, Wind Dragon Blade!

After seeing the strength of Xie Xie, Lin San has decided not to continue the game. Because such an adversary doesn't help him much. So don't waste any more time.

Xie raised his head and looked at the storm and the wind dragon blade was growing. Of course, he knew that when the wind dragon blade fell, it would be a thunderous blow. It could also be a blow to his destruction. But he was not a little cowardly, with his hands in front of him, his right hand in front and his left hand in the back. Hidden golden fog, buoyancy!