In the void, the moment of the explosion of Jin Mang, a white figure suddenly burst out from the battle.

Lin Huang looked at it, and it was a bitterness in white.

In fact, this result is also expected by Lin Huang.

In this battle, Haotian fully demonstrated the strength of a virtual god.

Although the strength of bitterness is not weak, it is still slightly worse than the virtual state. He may have a half-god to be able to win a battle, and even have a chance to win, but that's all.

However, Lin Huang also clearly sensed that the bitterness of the breath did not decline.

This time, although he was crushed by the sky, he was not killed. Lin Huang even judged from the breath that he was not seriously traumatized.

Lin Huang looked at the white mans with a rapid flow on his body surface. He just saw clearly that this layer of God did not force the impact of Jin Mang, but it quickly circulated on the surface of the bitter body. Most of the energy shocks are removed.

"This guy is really fighting for a fight."

One day, I didn’t solve the opponent, and my body shape quickly rushed out, and I went after the bitterness.

This time, the pain still has no choice to retreat. God can once again emerge from the body, and his body shape will sway toward the sky.

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In the void, two white and black figures collided again and again, stirring up a circle of energy shocks and squalls.

In the dream world, the imperial residence is a mess. In addition to several areas of repression, almost every inch of land is like being excavated hundreds of times by excavators on the earth.

Even though the bitterness has given up the warfare mode of the war of attrition, and even began to take the initiative to attack, the strength gap between the two quickly made the battle show a one-sided situation.

Every time a frontal collision, the final result is that the bitterness is really repelled.

Haotian pursued again and again, but the bitterness was extremely tenacious.

He relied on the advantages of the swords and the armor of the gods in his hands, coupled with the exquisite bodywork, the special unloading exercises, and all kinds of means, and they were able to stay and let themselves not be killed.

He has been looking for opportunities to attack again and again. As long as he finds a little flaw every time, he takes the initiative to slash his knife and refuses to let go of a one-and-a-half-point victory.

"This guy's fighting talent is really strong. It should be considered top-notch in the super-beat enchanting. I am afraid that it is not under the same level of meditation." Lin Huang couldn't help but give such an evaluation, even Through the performance of bitterness, he has some curiosity about other Buddhas in the bitter sea.

In contrast, Haotian’s combat experience is lacking a lot.

In fact, he is stronger than the other side, and his life and the power of God can not be used. It is reasonable to say that the advantage is huge. But it has been entangled for nearly ten minutes, still failed to kill the other side.

However, Lin Huang is not in a hurry. He saw that Haotian was constantly making progress in the battle with bitterness, and he was too lazy to urge him. Instead, he was happy to see the hardships of this day.

The time passed by, the bitterness of the heart gradually sank, and the life and power of his body were almost exhausted. And his opponent, it seems that as Lin Huang said, life can not be exhausted. From the beginning to the end, his fighting state did not decline for a second, and his attack has always maintained a very high degree of stability.

Looking at the bitterness and changing the battle mode again, once again began to evade the attack of the sky, no longer take the initiative to resist, an intuitive war Lin Xiao smiled.

"The gods in his body should be less than one-tenth, and if you want to turn over, the chances are quite good."

In fact, Haotian’s strength in this actual combat has not always maintained a constant level. When the bitterness of life is getting less and less, he is still learning and getting stronger. The deified level of learning ability allowed him to digest the bitter and true battle mode in less than an hour, and found a way to cope.

Just in Lin Huang’s face, the attack pattern of Haotian suddenly changed.

Originally his attack characteristics were fast and fierce, but this time, his attack suddenly became light and heavy, slow and slow, and even illusory.

This kind of change, I can see that Lin Huang is bright.

Later, the celestial sky in the emptiness of the sky swayed his own sword more casually. The knives of the knives were not only different in shape, but even the flight trajectory was significantly different.

This kind of change makes the suffering of escape is even more embarrassing. He also probably guessed the reason for the change in the other side's attack, and the heart became bitter.

The buddha who is in a sea of ​​sorrow is even a sparring of a monster. What is more sad is that this monster is still the summoning beast of others.

The heart of the bitter truth is depressed, and a black shadow suddenly flashed past and intercepted in front of him.

He looked up and looked at it, but he was not squirted, and he did not seem to be shooting.

"If you have any means, you can use it. If you don't need it, you won't have a chance." Haotian's voice is low and slightly hoarse. It sounds like a middle-aged man with a history of smoking.

The voice of Haotian just fell, only to see the bitterness suddenly smiled, the narrow sword in his hand suddenly lit up, almost at the same time, his figure has disappeared from the place.

Seeing this scene, Lin Huang’s eyes narrowed slightly.

In the void, a white mans shot like a mans, and almost reached the front of the sky with a blink of an eye, pointing directly to his forehead.

But seeing Haotian is not in a hurry, the giant blade in the hand suddenly turns, the huge knife blade shrinks rapidly, becomes a narrow narrow blade, and even the blade is narrower than the long knife.

After the morphological change of the sword, Haotian slashed and the body shape disappeared.

The black blade is also turned into a flash of electric power, and the speed is even faster than the bitter one.

Even Lin Huang, his eyes only barely capture the trajectory of this knife.

What makes Lin Huang feel incredible is that in this knife, he actually saw the shadow of his own practice of "stunning".

Obviously, Haotian has already integrated many human skills into a part of its own knife skills.

The bitter truth obviously did not think that the sword in the hands of Hao Tian could still change shape. Not only that, his knife is even faster than his fastest one.

One black and one white electric awning collided in the void in an instant. This time, without waiting for the collision to explode, Haotian began to madly motivate the body.

The black **** can seem to have decided to flood the embankment, and instantly suppresses the output of the life that is not much left.

Looking at the black gods that surged in the waves, the bitter heart really sank to the bottom.

He just wanted to win at this speed, and he didn't have a knife to get rid of his head. Therefore, when this shot is shot, he has almost no reservation, and all the gods in the body can be poured into it. This also caused his **** in the body to be completely exhausted. Even the armor worn on the body, the sword in the hand, is automatically returned to the world because of God's exhaustion.

Without the gods in hand, the bitter face was calmly standing in the same place, looking at the black wave with a blank expression toward himself.

Seeing that it was going to be swallowed up by the tide, the bitterness suddenly opened his hands, his face showed a smile, and his mouth whispered, "Death, is the other way to the other side. Asxs...."

His voice has not completely fallen, and the whole body has been completely swallowed up by the black tide...