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Sure enough, the body of thunder and lightning presented under the peak blood is a mountain that can't be shaken. Now Lin Hao is sure that the strength of meat and body must be beyond the ordinary ground weapon! Wu Ling, want to find people who can move Lin Hao, is already very few!

"No way! impossible! I don't believe it! Ah, ah, ah

The desert butcher has gone crazy. He never thought that Lin Hao was so strong that he couldn't understand!

He never imagined that a Wuling could easily resist his blood shadow with his body!

You know, just half a day ago, Lin Hao was just a weak man who was almost defeated by himself. How in a twinkling of an eye, Lin Hao became so strong!

This just separated half a day, Lin Hao is to open what hang?

The desert butcher didn't know what half a day meant to Lin Hao. In short, in this half a day, Lin Hao leaped from the existence of a peak Wuling to the strength of the strongest Wuling, that's all.

In front of the strongest Wuling, how can the desert butcher, who is not an old peak Wuling, fight back?

Lin Hao holds the rhinoceros horn in one hand, and the other hand slowly condenses the spiritual power. The dark purple electric light leaps on Lin Hao's fist, and Lin Hao's mouth raises a dangerous grin, "are you ready?"

Are you ready? Does he want to!

The desert butcher's face was frightened. At this moment, he no longer wanted to shake Lin Hao. He just wanted to escape!

The butcher of the desert immediately scattered the shadow of his blood, turned around and fled.

He has to escape. He's the commander of the northwest desert. He doesn't want to die here!

However, the desert butcher did not realize how stupid it was to put his back on the enemy.

The huge size of the desert butcher was running rapidly. However, as he ran, the panic on his face suddenly became panic, and his pace gradually slowed down.

And then, the whole person of the desert butcher is like a robot that has lost its power. It runs more and more slowly until it stops at the same place, and then falls on its knees and slowly pours on the street.

His chest, from the back to the front, had a burnt black fist seal, which completely cut off his vitality.

Lin Hao stood behind the butcher in the desert, and his fists were still shining with deep purple light. Lin Hao's look was as cold as ice from beginning to end.

When the northwest swordsman arrived, he caught a glimpse of the desert butcher who had fallen to the ground, and said in a cold voice, "Lin Hao, you should know what you have done?"

Lin Hao was indifferent, but said indifferently: "it's time to have this fist. Do you and I have this kind of consciousness?"

The northwest swordsman sneered, "although I am bound by my own shackles, I have never thought about who I would die for! Lin Hao, another fight

Their figures disappeared in an instant, and the sound of thunder exploded again in the air.

But this time, the momentum is much bigger than before.

Just because Lin Hao, who is now in the state of physical training, is much stronger than before. Even if the northwest swordsman completely empties his card, it is difficult to compete with Lin Hao.

Within a few rounds, the northwest swordsman suddenly appeared on the ground.

However, compared with just now arrogant natural and unrestrained, the northwest swordsman's face at the moment has lingering fatigue, his mouth is still hanging a trace of blood, just the duel.