Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 312 Just left the wolf's den, and entered the tiger's den again!
The narrow road meets the brave to win!

In this fight between life and death, Lin Bei did not accept his fate just because the oil was about to run out.

On the contrary, under the continuous suppression of the master of the magic arrow, he was like a powder keg being continuously compressed, compressed and compressed, and then exploded!

The potential was squeezed to the limit, Lin Bei relied on an unyielding belief, his body seemed to become a believer in the mind, and with the support of that belief, it burst out with great strength like a flash of light!

He concentrated all his strength in his arms, and stepped forward suddenly, the ground was cracked and his footprints went several inches deep.

The muscles bulged and knotted, and every inch of flesh and blood rejuvenated with terrifying strength, rushing towards the arm.

Holding the sword in both hands, Lin Bei's eyes were as fierce as a beast, and lightning and sword intent shot out, converging on the sharp sword in an instant, and suddenly slashed at the master of the arrow.

Ding bang——

The fierce and dull impact of metal and iron exploded, and the complexion of the master of the arrow changed, and he felt a numbness in his mouth. Horror and brute force rushed from his arms towards his body, making his internal organs tumbling and shaking, and he stepped back a few steps unconsciously.

"How could he still have such power!"

The momentary delay of the master of the arrow caused me to lose the opportunity to take the lead, and was suppressed by Lin Bei in turn. I was like a branch in a storm, blown by the strong wind and hit by the shower!

The master of the divine arrow was astonished, and even had doubts about his choice of close combat!
Until after I died, I still stared fixedly at the broken silver-patterned strong bow, with Gan froze in my eyes.

Those are a pair of eyes without life and death, fierce like wolves, making people's hearts tremble, as if dividing life and death is my final destination.

Round after round of sword light slashed upwards, so that I had no chance to breathe.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, like a light and giant drum hitting the mind of Grandmaster Shenjian hard, which made my heart beat violently!
This is life and death!
At this moment, the situation was chaotic, and the rhythm was completely controlled by Lin Bei.

I'm good at melee combat, but not all of my true combat power comes from archery.

But Jian Guang didn't stop before cutting off the silver-patterned strong bow, he cut my body first and cut me in half.

In Qiu Shi's stormy offensive, Grandmaster Shenjian felt as if he was facing a fatal lunatic, and a fear rose instinctively in his heart, and he even had an ambition.

Blood splattered, tendons and bones shattered!
"Could it be that he's still pretending?"

"Wonderful! The weapon is broken!"

Not for a moment, I even wanted to give up my defense and slash at the opponent with the same heart as Lin Beidangyu.

Lin Bei wanted to struggle to get up, but he was injured, his face turned pale, and he coughed violently.

Click!

The woman in white also looked at Lin Bei, seeing that he was seriously injured and dying, and said: "There is only one quasi-soldier, and whoever is the most impatient is the least qualified to get it."

Lin Bei knew that he was only relying on his tenacious will to support him, so he dared not stop at all, and the sword light of his whole body shot out rapidly one after another, pressing towards the master of the arrow.

My silver-patterned strong bow, which was forged by the foundry master from iron ore, was being slashed violently by Lin Bei's quasi-spiritual soldiers. I could bear it and broke directly!
But for a moment of delay, Lin Bei seized the opportunity.

How could a lunatic who only sees life and death be frightened by death!
Even if the wound under my body burst open, even if blood splattered, I just cared about it, and there was only one thought in my mind.

If it weren't for Lin Bei's monkey-like struggle, which made the burly Grandmaster feel a sense of superiority as stable as Mount Tai, and thought that I was really no threat at all, how could he attack with all his strength, leading to Qiu Shichi's Mishenlei, Xiao The ultimate move of Cheng Jianyi and quasi-divine soldier combined into one, there is room for confiscating hands and changing moves!

Before the cerebellum woke up from the buzzing, the master of the divine arrow said seven words, and his figure quickly prepared to retreat.

Before, I witnessed him feigning death to separate the Shadow Night Wolf and Murong Lie, which caused Murong Lie to be attacked to death by me, and the Shadow Night Wolf was also severely injured.

Lin Bei's super-weak fighting talent was revealed, and in the blink of an eye, he would take the initiative to seize again, and with a storm-like offensive, the master of the divine arrow had no chance to breathe.

I knew in my heart that if I kept going, I might lose.

Sudden.

Lin Bei vomited a small mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was extremely weak and healthy.

But at the moment when I was firm, Qiu Shi's sword power did not weaken by half, and the violent wind and rain were like rough sea waves, slapping fiercely towards the master of the divine arrow.

There is no doubt that if they want to scare Lin Bei at this time with an attack that will kill them all, the final result must be the death of both of them!
"Wow!"

One of those two people held a golden folding fan, under which there were no patterns of flowers and birds engraved, it was very exquisite, I was of medium build, with a fair face, and I was wearing luxurious brocade clothes, I looked low-key everywhere, but my complexion did not have the slightest arrogance.

Master of Divine Arrow, die!
"Cough, cough, cough..."

But being firmly suppressed, I even escaped at this time.

I looked at the two figures, and smiled bitterly in my heart: "I just left the wolf's den, and entered the tiger's den again!"
With the potential of dying together, bet your life with Lin Bei!
A thought arose, causing the brain of the master of the arrow to buzz, and his heart was filled with despair!

clang!clang!clang!clang!
Master Shenjian was very impressed by Lin Bei's ability to show the enemy's weakness and disguise himself in battle.

The woman in brocade clothes took a look at Qiu Shi, who was in a terrible state of embarrassment, and spread out her fan, smiling all over her face.

Lin Bei seized this moment when he was unable to withdraw his move, and used his trump card, the Red Miting God Thunder, so that the burly master had no choice but to face Lin Bei head-on, and finally died!
Clang, clang!clang clang clang clang...

But when I looked at Xia Linbei's fierce eyes, I instantly understood that the two of them would really perish together as a result of betting their lives!
At this moment, seeing Lin Bei bursting out with horsepower again, the master of the magic arrow subconsciously believed whether he had fallen for it.

But before the master of the divine arrow fell to the ground and died, Lin Bei finally managed to hold on. The divine weapon was inserted into the ground, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop, leaning on the divine weapon with one hand, panting heavily.

Before I could rest for a moment, two figures suddenly appeared in the valley.

Lin Bei may not really be exhausted...

"Enter!"

As long as Lin Bei restrains his violent attack, I can regain my breath, so I can get out of Lin's suppression and adopt a more secure fighting style.

In short, Lin Bei's fighting style, like the art of war and cunning, is especially fickle and easy to conceal, which left a deep impression on Master Shenjian.

I didn't show the enemy that I was strong enough to separate myself from the seven burly grand masters, but I came to prove that even my attempt to alienate the burly master was a one-stop plan. .

"It seems that the quasi-divine weapon belongs to him!"

For a moment, the master of the arrow was firm.

The other person was wearing a white robe, with a short beard on his jaw, his eyes were wide open, like the eyes of a leopard, and he was dragging a domineering and mighty Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, with a majestic momentum.

My eyes are more fierce than flashes. Even though my strength is exhausted, I still rely on my steel-like will to gather my strength in my arms, holding the quasi-divine weapon, and burst out sword lights, like a raging tide. .

(End of this chapter)