my practice game

Chapter 60

The aborigines in the sword language world are not as strong as the strong in the world. Their strength comes from the soul sword. Most of the swordsmiths can only be said to be of ordinary physical fitness. The air bombing, even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

Just like the bearded man at the moment, he was seriously injured and almost lost his combat effectiveness, so he could only lie on the ground and moan in pain.

Seeing this, Lin Ze walked towards him. The air layer on his body trembled continuously, as if smashing countless invisible things. He just arrived at the side of the bearded man, squatted down, and asked:

"What's the name of your Soul Knife?"

The bearded man was also stubborn. Seeing Lin Ze approaching, he immediately shut up and stopped moaning. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain.

Lin Ze didn't take it seriously, and continued to ask: "Ding Jin only sent you to assassinate me alone? Do you have any accomplices?"

The bearded man gasped palely, gave him a look full of hostility, and said with a sneer, "I won't tell you, if you dare, kill me!"

"Tough, amazing." Lin Ze smiled, instead of getting angry, he got up and walked away after thinking for a while. When he returned, he already had a towel, a pot of water and a rope in his hand.

Under the gaze of the bearded man trying to be calm, Lin Ze first tied him up with a rope, then spread out the towel, shook it, and covered his face. With the other hand, he took the kettle and slowly turned it The water inside is poured onto the towel.

Some icy water fell on the bearded man's face, which made him slightly startled, but after realizing that it was just water, he immediately relaxed a lot.

However, after a while, the bearded man struggled violently, twisting his body crazily, ignoring the injury on his back, but it was a pity that Lin Ze kept pressing his head with his other hand, as steady as a rock.

Guessing that the time was almost up, Lin Ze stopped watering and took off the towel.

As soon as the towel was taken away, the bearded man stared wide-eyed and breathed heavily, but was choked by the water in his nasal cavity and coughed violently.

"So, ask again, your soul knife's name?"

At this moment, the bearded man who was still very stubborn was already weak, and he no longer dared to hide anything, and he replied panting:

"Luo, Luowang!"

snare?

Lin Ze searched in his mind, and quickly recalled the corresponding information. This is an intermediate-level knife casting formula. After casting, the soul knife can reproduce the attack trajectory of the holder within an hour.

In layman's terms, the soul knife holder swings a knife at a certain position, then in the next hour, this knife can be activated and reproduced repeatedly, and then attack the target passing by or just at that position.

Now he finally understood why he was attacked so strangely before. Obviously, the bearded man had already left countless slashes in the living room before he came back, waiting to be activated again.

The effect of the net in real-time battles is not strong, but when the owner is prepared and arranges the battle location in advance, it can exert a very terrifying effect, and can even leapfrog and kill one or two monsters stronger than himself. levels of enemies.

If it weren't for Lin Ze's protective body, and the bearded man underestimated his strength, it's really unknown who will win the battle.

"Has Ding Jin sent anyone else besides you?"

"Have."

"How many? Where are they?"

"Bao, there are two people including me, and the other one is going to deal with the others."

"Who are you going to deal with?" Lin Ze suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"A girl named Su Lin."

Lin Ze's expression immediately turned cold, and he got up suddenly.

"I've said everything I need to say, can you spare my life?" the bearded man said weakly, completely without the toughness he had when he was clamoring earlier.

Hearing this, Lin Ze nodded and said, "I promise you."

The bearded man was stunned, surprised that Lin Ze was so easy to talk, and felt a pain in his heart in the next second. He looked down and saw a gleaming blade had already sunk into his left chest.

laugh!
Lin Ze pulled out the blade, shook off the blood on it, looked at the bearded man with puzzled eyes, and said lightly: "Kill me if you have the guts, didn't you say that?"

"I did it."

Hearing this, the bearded man's eyes widened, his lips moved a few times, and in the end he didn't say anything, his head tilted and he died.

Lin Ze turned and left the house, and galloped towards Su Lin's house.

The residences of the two were not far apart. In less than 5 minutes, Lin Ze had already arrived at Su Rin's house. Before entering the door, he heard the clear sound of fighting inside.

Without hesitation, he kicked open the door and rushed in with a stride. His eyes wandered, and he quickly saw the situation inside the house.

The living room had already become a mess, with broken wooden furniture and glass shards everywhere, and the walls were scratched with knife marks like children's graffiti.

In the chaos everywhere, Su Lin was fighting fiercely with a middle-aged man with a knife. Her complexion was slightly pale, and blood was flowing from several wounds on her body, soaking her clothes into red. The movements of swinging the knife were extremely difficult, and she was obviously at a disadvantage.

The loud sound of kicking the door suddenly attracted the attention of the two people who were fighting. Seeing Lin Ze appearing at the door, both of them were stunned. Immediately, Su Lin's beautiful eyes lit up, and the middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, thinking Not wanting to, he jumped to the window not far away, and wanted to escape without hesitation.

However, Lin Ze moved faster, and blocked him in a few steps. Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal and iron clashing, the two white knives collided fiercely, creating a streak of dazzling sparks.

As the sparks flickered, Lin Ze suddenly felt the white knife sink in his hand.

"Be careful! His soul knife is 'Qianjun', which can double the weight of objects it touches continuously!" Seeing this, Su Lin shouted anxiously.

Hearing this, Lin Ze frowned, and the middle-aged man who fought against him sneered: "Get out of here!"

While shouting and cursing, he slashed Lin Ze's white sword three times with a small and quick swing. The latter suddenly felt that the weapon was much heavier in an instant, and his wrist couldn't bear the strength all of a sudden, and the weapon sank downward.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the middle-aged man quickly got away and ran towards the window.

Lin Ze's face was still calm, and he exerted force on his wrist to stop the falling trend of the white knife. After feeling it carefully, he found that the weight of the white knife had only increased by two times. Double the weight feature.

"Looks like he's just an apprentice knifesmith."

Knowing this in his heart, Lin Ze looked up at the middle-aged man who had already rushed to the window and was about to break through the glass to escape, and raised his white knife indifferently.

Accompanied by the burst of flames, a red flame saber energy rushed out like an arrow from the string, and instantly hit the middle-aged man's back. Immediately, he heard a shrill scream, and the middle-aged man fell to the ground with his whole body scorched. There was a terrifying wound, and the whole person was motionless, already passed out from the pain.

In the middle of the living room, Su Lin stared blankly at the scene in front of her, speechless for a while.

　Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, one day off, only one more. Just kidding, today's three more. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, readers~
　　
　
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