Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 404 Deadly Lore
With a calm lore in his eyes, Lin Shuihan raised his hand and swung his sword towards the palm of Fan Qingtian's forcing to kill him.

Seeing Lin Shuihan approaching with a sword, Fan Qingtian's eyes froze, and he stopped immediately, but it was too late, Fan Qingtian was in no hurry to dodge for a while, the palm of his hand had already been cut by the sword.

Bright red blood immediately seeped out from Fan Qingtian's palm, and dripped on the pure white snow, dyeing it into red plums.

Without waiting for Fan Qingtian to have any chance to breathe, Lin Shuihan's blade quickly swept towards Fan Qingtian's neck.

The crisis is imminent, but Fan Qingtian's eyes are full of calmness. Looking at the blade that is about to fall on his neck, Fan Qingtian's palm is condensed with raging internal force. superior.

Only a little bit, Fan Qingtian's head was about to fall to the ground.

There was a little light in his eyes, and Fan Qingtian stared at Lin Shuihan with a cold and heartless face, and said coldly, "Miss Lin's sword and saber skills are superb, why don't you follow me, I will let you get what you want. need."

Hearing Fan Qingtian's words, a ray of light flashed across Lin Shuihan's eyes, and his red lips said coldly, "If you say this, you still can't save your life."

After Han Sha's words fell, Lin Shuihan's aura suddenly urged, more forceful internal force was poured into the blade, Fan Qingtian's fingers were numb due to the powerful saber aura, and two more scars were added to his fingers.

Lin Shuihan's internal strength is at the middle level of the soul vein, while Fan Qingtian has just broken through the soul level, and his internal strength has not yet stabilized, so his strength is naturally slightly weaker than that of Lin Shuihan.

Moreover, Fan Qingtian had to allocate a part of his internal energy to suppress the evil spirits. If he insisted on using his internal energy, Fan Qingtian would certainly not be able to withstand the cold water.

At that moment, Fan Qingtian let go of Lin Shuihan's sword, and stepped back a few steps.

But Lin Shuihan didn't let Fan Qingtian go at all, swung the sword in his hand, and the two sword qi mixed with the power of thunder ruthlessly plundered Fan Qingtian.

Ignoring the bloody wound on his hand, Fan Qingtian saw that the sword had dispelled Lin Shuihan's attack at this time, raised his hand and waved a force to wrap it towards the silver sword, ready to close the suspended sword return.

Knowing the depth of Lin Shuihan's inner strength, Fan Qingtian didn't dare to underestimate it, and mobilized all his inner strength. At the same moment, Fan Qingtian raised his palm, exuding a mighty inner strength in his hand. With a fierce slap, he bombarded Linshui Two attacks from Han.

Even though Fan Qingtian's palm smashed the two attacks, the aftermath of the sword energy was not dissipated by Fan Qingtian's attack.

The aftermath spread out immediately, Fan Qingtian's eyes froze, and his inner strength instantly turned into protective armor, resisting the aftermath.

But at this moment, the cold water and cold sword attack came again, without leaving any room, and attacked Fan Qingtian's death gate with an absolutely fatal move.

"Drink." With a delicate and cold drink, the cold water and the cold sword were matched, and Fan Qingtian was about to be forced to come.

Seeing this, Fan Qingtian's eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty light, knowing that if she continued to be entangled like this, once her internal energy was exhausted and the evil energy entered her body, she would not be able to control things.

In this case, Lin Shuihan can only be injured a little first.

The palms turned into illusions and raised, and Fan Qingtian shouted loudly, "Thunder moves and angers the sky!"

Suddenly, dark clouds surged in the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and the fierce lightning and thunder shook the universe, and ruthlessly swept down towards Lin Shuihan.

I thought that Lin Shuihan would fight back to avoid his attack, but what Fan Qingtian didn't expect was that in the ruthlessness that Lin Shuihan saw through at a glance, he was also absolutely ruthless to himself.

He didn't shy away from Fan Qingtian's attack at all, and he could take Fan Qingtian's life if he was close at hand. How could Lin Shuihan not know Fan Qingtian's intention to use this to force her back.

But as a killer, he must desperately take the life of his prey, and his own life has already been thrown away.

With only killing in his eyes, the ferocious thunder and lightning attack landed on Lin Shuihan's body in the blink of an eye, immediately hitting Lin Shuihan's white skin with scorched wounds that smelled of smoke.

As if the puppet didn't know the pain, an afterimage flashed in place, and Lin Shuihan's movements in his hands were still not slow, and he raised his sword to strike forward, and the sword in his hand was aimed at Fan Qingtian's gate of life very quickly go.

The thunderbolt's attack landed on the ground, the ground trembled and trembled, snowflakes were startled, and gunpowder smoke filled the air.

In the smoke of gunpowder, under Lin Shuihan's stunning face, he was as indifferent as frost, and with a hazy figure, he swung his sword and blinked to kill Fan Qingtian.

Because Fan Qingtian's attack temporarily slowed down his speed, it was too late for Fan Qingtian to avoid Lin Shuihan's attack.

But in the face of the crisis, Fan Qingtian was still unbelievably calm. When Lin Shuihan's sword was about to pierce his heart, Fan Qingtian avoided Lin Shuihan's fatal attack at the fastest speed where it hurts.

The sword's edge passed against Fan Qingtian's flank, and the bright red blood shot out with the sword, leaving a shocking color on the white snow.

Although he did not avoid Lin Shuihan's sword, the sword that Fan Qingtian was hit by was not life-threatening.

Seeing that his deadly move hadn't directly killed Fan Qingtian, a ray of light flashed in Lin Shuihan's unfeeling eyes.

After confronting Fan Qingtian, Lin Shuihan had to admire Fan Qingtian's reaction and superb swordsmanship.

And every move and every move of his, it seemed that Fan Qingtian knew it in the next second, and he could avoid it by chance, as if he had mastered his own sword and sword skills.

This really surprised Lin Shuihan, so Lin Shuihan had to fight quickly, and the Li Mie who followed Fan Qingtian made Lin Shuihan inexplicably chill.

Fan Qingtian's swordsmanship and Lin Shuihan's swordsmanship can definitely show off the male and female, but after all, Fan Qingtian's internal strength is slightly weaker than that of Lin Shuihan, so Lin Shuihan will take Fan Qingtian's attack abruptly, Because of Fan Qingtian's fate, she decided to take the cold water desperately.

The knife held in his hand exuded the aura of cold killing, Lin Shuihan turned the blade skillfully, and cut towards Fan Qingtian's neck as fast as Liu Ying.

Seeing this scene, Bu Hai's eyes widened and he was filled with panic. At that moment, Bu Hai's figure exploded like an arrow off the string, and rushed towards Fan Qingtian, "Your Majesty, it's dangerous..."

Unexpectedly, Fan Qingtian actually lost. Seeing Fan Qingtian was in danger, Dai Qi was obviously restless and agitated. His figure was like the shadow of an arrow, and he rushed towards Fan Qingtian, annoyed Fiercely, Fan Qingtian said, "Gah, you idiot, you idiot, why don't you run away from me quickly and kill that lowly human being!"

(End of this chapter)