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Chapter 452 You are not an illusion!

"I rub, you don't talk about credit!" Lin Hai screamed, watching Lu Ming string attack, rushing to display the wind step, drifting toward the side, while the chasing sword in the hand, immediately filled with infuriating, Landing the chord before the chest attack.

"Hey, don't be self-sufficient!" Lu Xiaoxian sneered, and one side of the body escaped the attack of Lin Hai. At the same time, he bullied himself and turned his palms into claws. He went to Lin Hai's shoulder armor.

"My day!" Lin Hai screamed, rushing to a short, candid, while picking the tip of the sword, attacking the throat of Lu Lingxian.

Lu Mingxian leaned back and kicked the legs together, and suddenly forced Lin Hai to retreat, and he was embarrassed.

Two people, you come to me, and fight together.

At the beginning of several rounds, Lin Hai also had attack and defense. Although it was extremely embarrassing, at least occasionally, Lu Ling strings could be forced back, but the ten strokes had passed, and Lin Hai felt extremely difficult.

I saw that the offensive of Lu Mingxian was fast and fierce, and the fists and feet were strong, which forced the Linhai regiment to turn straight. The chasing swordsmanship method was originally an offensive-based move, but under the powerful strength of Lu Lingxian, Even with more attacks and fewer attacks, only the swords and shadows can be formed. Lin Hai is in the middle of it, and there is no power to fight back.

Lin Hai was fighting and his heart was anxious.

I thought I had learned to chase the sword, even if I couldn’t beat the Lu Ling string, I could at least make a tie, but now it seems that there is a big gap between myself and Lu Ming’s strength. The method is subtle, and it is estimated that this moment has already been lost.

Lin Hai was anxious, but Lu Lingxian was anxious and annoyed.

He did not expect that Lin Hai, a small refining period monk, was able to take so many moves under his own hands without losing. The most annoying thing for him was that he even took Lin Hai a little.

The more the Lu Ming string is beaten, the more angry the heart is, the Lin Hai is the refining period, and he is the real period of cultivation. This is a big realm. Don’t look at the level, only one level can be cultivated. Everyone knows that it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.

Although Lin Hai's exhibition is a metaphysical intermediate chasing sword, but at most it is good to be invincible in the same order. When can the refining period be able to defeat the real master?

"It’s the day of the dog!" Lu Mingxian couldn’t help but scream, but fortunately there is no audience here, otherwise he will be seen as a master of the real period, long-awaited junior in a refining period, he The face can be thrown into the house.

In the blink of an eye, there are more than a dozen rounds in the past. Although Lin Hai’s storms like Lu Xing’s storms can use the Jianguang to expose the dripping water of his body, but as time goes by, Lin Hai’s heart slowly sinks. Go on.

Because he found a fatal problem, that is, the continuous use of chasing the sword and the wind step, the consumption of infuriating is extremely large, he eventually repaired to be shallow, the instinct of the body gradually became unsustainable.

"Haha, is it really exhausted?" The opposite Lu Mingxian also apparently found this problem. Seeing the speed of Lin Hai, there was a slight stagnation. The suppression of the heart suddenly disappeared. He knew his chance. finally come.

"See how long you can hold!" Lu Jingxian's eyes flashed, and the speed of the move was accelerated again, which launched a more intense attack on Lin Hai.

Lin Hai was rushed to the pressure of the Lu Xing string, and immediately rushed to the pressure to support, but his heart sighed.

"It seems that I still have to use that method!"

Thinking of this, Lin Hai tried his best to turn around the body's little instinct. While protecting the body, suddenly the sword tipped up, and the defender attacked, aiming at the front chest of Lu Mingxian.

"Don't dare to counterattack!" Lu Lingxian was attacked by Lin Hai's sudden attack. He was caught off guard and his body was tilted back. The attack on his hand could not help but reveal a trace of flaws.

Lin Hai took the opportunity to immediately squat and turn around and run.

"Hey, boy, die to the head, still want to run? Give me a life!"

Lu Ming string screamed and took a step, and the wind rushed over.

Lin Hai’s feet kept on, but suddenly he left his fist to his eyes.

"I still have to rely on you after all!" The palms spread out, and a golden monkey hair appeared in the palm of his hand.

It turned out that just before the escape of Lin Hai, the monkey hair of Sun Wukong was taken out again from the Qiankun bag of the mobile phone.

Although Lin Hai feels that he relies on chasing the sword and the wind, he may not be able to deal with the Lu Ling string, but it is related to his life. Lin Hai is still cautious, take out a monkey hair in his hand, in case of emergency.

Unexpectedly, I still have to use it.

During the running of Lin Hai, he suddenly turned his head and blew his hair toward the palm of his hand, and sipped in his mouth.

"go with!"

When the voice landed, there were three hundred forests suddenly appearing out of thin air, and all of them were chasing the cloud swords, and the Lu Ling strings were surrounded in the middle.

"Bastard, this is the trick!" Lu Mingxian had to stop the chase of the pace, roaring, not waiting for these three hundred forests to start, the first to face the two front of the forest, the double fist suddenly blasted.

"Hey! Hey!" Two muffled sounds, the two forests that are fascinating from the opposite side, have not had time to move, and are directly bombarded by Lu Ming strings into nothingness.

"Hey, the little insects!" Lu Ming string proud of a mouth, under the feet, continuous attack on the Linhai surrounded by all directions.

Although Lin Hai’s incarnation is many, the strength of Lu’s string is too strong, almost dead, and it’s dead. Lu Ling’s strength is only 10%, and in just less than half a minute, these are the incarnations. Eliminated more than half.

"Hey, at least 10 seconds at a time, you can kill all these illusions. For such a short time, see how far you can run!"

When Lu Mingxian played against her, she had already seen that Lin Hai was infuriated, so for a short period of time, even if he escaped, he could not escape far. He had absolute confidence, and after destroying such an illusion, he would catch up with Lin Hai.

At that time, Lin Hai had no other way, only a dead end.

The blink of an eye, another dozen illusions were destroyed by the Lu Ling string, the remaining is less than 20, and the remaining 20 are all eliminated, that is, the time in three or four seconds, Lu Jingxian's face There was a smile that showed victory.

Feeling the illusion of a sword stabbing on the side of the body, Lu Xiao's mouth scorned a slap in the face, and even the head did not bother to reverse it. As before, he took out 10% of the strength, and then waved, ready to destroy the illusion.

However, at the moment when the arm was swung out, his eyelids did not jump, and suddenly there was a strong uneasiness in his heart.

"Not good!" Lu Jingxian was suddenly shocked. At this moment, his arm is about to touch this illusion. However, this illusion is not like the previous ones. Under his wave, it is gone, but Very fast speed, flashed his careless blow, reached his front, toward his chest, stabbed a lightning-like sword!

"You are not an illusion! You are real!" Lu Mingxian was shocked, but now it is too late to hide.

"Damn!" Lu Mingxian's heart could not help but scream, he did not expect, Lin Hai actually did not take the opportunity to escape, but hidden in the illusion, waiting for the opportunity to move, want to kill himself in one fell swoop!

Although Lin Hai’s plot has already been known, because of his own momentary intentions, it is too late to hide. Lin Hai’s chasing sword is close at hand, and the tip of the sword has almost pierced the clothes on his chest.

However, Lu Mingxian was the master of the condensed period. In this extremely dangerous moment, he almost gave up the strength of the whole body. He moved the body to the left side by an inch and escaped the deadly part of the heart.

"Hey!", the chasing cloud sword pierced the front chest of Lu Mingxian!