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He and Lin Hao have had at least a dozen moves, and have seen the bladed blade with flame and electric light, but how can the other party use the opposite cold air at this time? It doesn't make sense at all!

He suddenly realized that he didn't know what the boy was, why he dared to wander in the destroyed kingdom in his gorgeous clothes, why he had such a powerful sword in his hand, but he had a mediocre appearance of cultivation.

He fought with himself for a long time with this appearance, but his breath was not half disordered. He always kept at the same level, no more, no less, impartial.

The man in black robe felt the cold in his body. He had already complained about the blood curtain on the ground, his frozen scarlet broadsword, and his unconscious cyan right hand. Naturally, it was also covered with cyan and white cold.

His eyes also slowly slide up, and finally saw the fight of orange blood frozen in the air. What he thought was the sound of corroding skin and flesh, but it was just the sound of cold and heat hitting each other.

It's obvious that the body can still be cooled by the cold air.

Panic spread in the heart of the black robed man, so that he could not help but open his mouth and shout: "magic fragrance!"

The blood obeyed the command and tried to flow quickly in his blood vessels again. However, it was forced by the increasingly severe cold so that it could only creep slowly, and soon it was frozen with the blood vessels.

"Meixiang, Meixiang, Meixiang!" The coldness of the man in black robe became heavier and heavier, and his sentences became more and more blurred. He only saw that his eyes opened wider and wider, filled with disbelief, "move, move for me!"

"I haven't finished before." At this juncture, Lin Hao let go of the handle of Longyin sword and put on a nagging posture. His face was changed into a smiling and kind face. Obviously, he believed that the man in black robe could not get rid of his own constraints.

"I said before, you are a little wrong. Do you know where you are wrong?" He was just like the little girl controlled by the black robed man before, with a naive and innocent look on his face. He also pretended to be clever and crooked his head, and his eyes blinked.

The black robed man's blood mask has been frozen solid, where he can speak, his brain has stopped, his heart has stopped beating little by little, only his eyes can barely rotate, expressing his anger.

"You're wrong. You think you're the one who has the strength to fight me."

Lin Hao spit out this sentence, and then looked at each other's struggling hands. With his fingertips in the air, he directly cut the frozen hands from the middle.

His hands had not been broken, but he had not stepped on the ground.

The black robed man didn't feel the severe pain, because the cold had eroded his whole body and numbed every inch of his nerves.

"I'm done." Holding the handle of Longyin sword, Lin Hao gently pulled back, "I don't think you have anything to add."

The soul power burst out from the edge of the detached sword, directly dispersing the soul of the man in black robe, while the cold air turned into hot white smoke and disappeared from the other person's skin.

When I looked back, there was no black robed man in the original place, only a black shadow stuck on the ground.