I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

Yi Lin this blade, timing, angle, thousands hammers, hundred refinements, impeccable.

Almost after Zhen Qiang fell into a dizzy state, Yi Lin used Blood Jasmine to pass between Zhen Qiang's neck.

Ding!

But the strange thing is that the scene of torn flesh and blood splattered did not appear as expected.

In midair, Yi Lin's eyes flashed with a strange color.

I saw Zhen Qiang's neck, showing a dazzling metallic color.

That knife is like cutting an iron plate.

If you insist on describing it, it feels like cutting the neck of "Xiao Yi".

Yi Lin moved in his heart, his expression sank, his body twisted in midair, and he was about to change a place, swinging a second knife.

But in an instant, the knife Yi Lin was about to swing in midair stopped forcibly.

At this moment, this second, Yi Lin has a hunch, even if his knife tip forwards some...

will die.

Will definitely die.

Yi Lin lifts the head, just to meet Zhen Qiang's jokes.

He has recovered from the dizziness!

Yi Lin's pupils almost shrunk into pinpoint shapes, and he backed away abruptly, pulling away from Zhen Qiang.

"Hehe...no wonder you have no fear..." Zhen Qiang's mouth evoked a faint sneer: "There is still this kind of hole card."

Yi Lin held it tightly short blade, standing quietly ten meters away from Zhen Qiang, saying nothing, just keeping silent.

Zhen Qiang twisted his neck, and there was only a faint trace on the neck where Blood Jasmine had touched it.

A trace of blood slowly oozes from the mark on the neck.

Zhen Qiang smiled slightly and said: "In addition to [Fist Aura], I also master a defensive skill... [Skin Hardening], with your strength, my defense can't be broken at all. "

Yi Lin: "..."

Zhen Qiang squeezed his fist and made a crisp popping sound. He looked at Yi Lin's expression with a hint of Unconcealable greed, slowly said: "An auxiliary skill that favors assassination..."

"The other is a rare control skill..."

"This time It’s not a loss."

Zhen Qiang seems to have finished warming up, pointing to Yi Lin and grinning, showing a confident smile: "If you change to another person, maybe it’s because of your two skills. With cooperation, you will die unclearly, but unfortunately you met me..."

"My skills [Fist Aura] and [Skin Hardening] are the most suitable skills for close combat. ......"

"You have no chance of winning."

"So......"

Zhen Qiang lifts the head and gently laughed to Yi Lin:" Do you think it is necessary to struggle?"

……

Yi Lin remained silent.

The other party is telling the truth.

His power attribute is too low.

Although the "Blood Jasmine" held in the hand is made of starsteel, it is not a "spiritual weapon" after all, and it does not add any damage to apostle...

It's not sound, Yi Lin can't even break the opponent's defense.

After careful analysis, Zhen Qiang's [Skin Hardening] should be a skill that continuously consumes spirit energy value, and should not be so exaggerated as a "permanent passive skill".

And Fist Aura... is also an additional state type...

If Yi Lin didn’t guess wrong, it should be the type that increases the attack range...

"It's a bit troublesome."

Yi Lin used the shortest time to analyze the skills shown by Zhen Qiang to a pretty close.

lifts the head, Yi Lin chuckled softly: "The current me, it is a little difficult to kill you..."

"A little bit?" Zhen Qiang seemed to have heard it. What kind of joke, showing an unbelievable expression: "I'm really curious, where does your confidence come from." In Zhen Qiang's eyes, although Yi Lin's skills are strange and unpredictable,

But in any case, the level difference is too big, the attribute difference is too much, Yi Lin is like a prawn that jumps Q in a pan, no matter how he jumps, he can only be boiled to death in the end, unable to escape Zhen Qiang’s Palm.

Seeing that Yi Lin didn't speak, Zhen Qiang twisted his neck and slapped, walking towards Yi Lin slowly.

As he walked, he said, "Since you have no objection, I will take the spoils of war. Hey, I have some expectations. What skills can be obtained from your box. To be honest, your control Kind of skills, very good, suitable for me."

Zhen Qiang made no secret of the naked greed in his tone. The reason why the disputes between the apostles are constant is not for the lottery process of killing the apostle and landing into a box. ?

As long as you keep killing apostle, you can gradually become stronger.

The evolution of apostle was originally a bloody road to the culmination of countless corpses.

"Wait."

Yi Lin turned over the palm and included Blood Jasmine in the storage space.

Then spread out his palms and signaled that he had no weapons in both hands.

Zhen Qiang step one stopped, his expression is also stiff.

"You shouldn't naively think that I will let you go if you beg for mercy at this time?" Zhen Qiang sneered, thinking Yi Lin wanted to surrender: "What good is it for me to let you go? You? Can you give me the property of the Xiao family? Or your skills?"

Yi Lin squinted slightly, said with a smile: "I wonder if you have heard a word?"

"Last words? Okay, you say." Zhen Qiang seemed very generous.

"Farewell to the taxi for three days, look at it with admiration."

"Oh, huh?" Zhen Qiang hearing this, couldn't help laughing: "You don't want to say your next sentence, Prosperity and decline never last, do not bully extremely the youngster, right?"

"No..."

Yi Lin's smile on his face does not slow down, and he slowly presses his hands on his chest .

Zhen Qiang's eyelids twitched slightly. How to feel this posture is a bit familiar.

"It won't take thirty years, just wait for me...one minute. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Enter...inner world!"

Zhen Qiang's pupils shrank suddenly and punched out directly towards Yi Lin's head.

In an instant, the fist wind is like an invisible cannonball, shortening the distance between the two!

bang!

A clear fist mark was left on the wall behind you!

But...

Yi Lin has disappeared in place!

Zhen Qiang gritted his teeth, unexpectedly... Choosing to enter the inner world at this time!

He is also an apostle himself, and he also knows that every apostle has a few hours of preparation when he receives the summon of the "next trial".

Because no matter who it is, there is no guarantee that he will survive the "next trial". During these few hours of preparation, most of the apostle is used to prepare for the future.

"Is it a coincidence? Or was it premeditated?"

Zhen Qiang counted the time silently in his heart, but his expression changed.

If it is a coincidence... it can only show that this kid is a little lucky.

But if it was premeditated...

"Heh...what about waiting for you to survive the trial? You really think you can shorten us by going through one more trial. The gap? It’s too naive."

After Zhen Qiang figured this out, he closed his eyes on the spot instead.

58, 57, 56, 55......

After one minute, it's clear to you.

Zhen Qiang did not panic either.

He has sufficient confidence in his own strength.

Let’s not say whether that kid can survive the inner world.

Even if the kid really survived one minute...

Then let the kid die again...

What's the problem!

Thinking of this, Zhen Qiang looked at the place where Yi Lin disappeared, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.