The personal master of the beautiful president

No.40 Three Swords, Lin Ruobing moved a step sideways, dodged Abramov's punch, then leapt up like a dragonfly on his toes, and slashed Abramov's back shoulder with a sword, leaving a white hole behind him. point.

Abramov roared, and he turned around quickly, raised his hand and slapped Lin Ruobing. Lin Ruobing didn't dodge it, and was sent flying tens of meters, throwing up his head and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

No.40 Five Swords, Lin Ruobing slammed into Abramov's arms, held the sword in both hands, and stabbed Abramov's belly button ruthlessly.

Abramov was furious, and stretched out his hand to grab Lin Ruobing's head.Sensing his attack, Lin Ruobing drew back, dodging his fatal blow, but was caught by his shoulder with his claws.Immediately, her right shoulder was bright red.

No.40 Eight Swords, Lin Ruobing attacked from the side and rear. After avoiding Abramov's consecutive attacks, she hit his right eye with a sword.

This time, Abramoff finally felt the tingling pain. Without saying a word, he directly cast a spell, and saw that the air around his body was compressed together, turning into an invisible long shuttle, hitting the Lin Ruobing's left arm.

After being hit by this long shuttle, Lin Ruobing's entire arm was dripping with blood, and he could no longer use it for a short time.

Seeing the beautiful woman covered in blood, all the onlookers couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing.

Although they are members of the black border organization, seeing a peerless woman being ravaged like this, they felt a sense of pity and pity in their hearts.

"She has reached the end of her crossbow. If there is another blow, she will probably die in the hands of Abramoff." A discerning person said.

"Oh, what a pity for this girl. With her talent and temperament, she should never be reduced to this end."

"It's all the fault of that damn kid. I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup he used to fascinate this girl. You see, until now, he has no intention of getting ahead. He is simply a wimp!" Someone looked at Lin Bei's face. Direction, cursed bitterly.

Although the others didn't say anything sarcasm, they looked at Lin Bei with contempt.

What is a man who only dares to hide behind women if he is not a wimp?
"Northern Emperor, do we really want to remain indifferent?" Murong Qingxuan asked with her beautiful eyes constantly looking at Lin Bei, with her heart squeezed to the point of her throat.

Qiao Zeyu was also sweating profusely, and the palms and backs of his hands were sweaty.

"She will win."

Regarding the anxiety of the two, Lin Bei only replied lightly.

Seeing Lin Bei like this, the two of them didn't have much to say, so they could only look at the venue with trepidation.

In the field, Abramov straightened his body, and his whole body was like a straight sword.Although after such a fierce battle just now, he still acted like a normal person, showing no sign of fatigue.

I saw him proudly looking at Lin Ruobing, who was gasping for breath, with a killing intent in his eyes, "You lost."

"Really?" Lin Ruobing was covered in blood, and her pretty face was dotted with blood, which made her look extremely beautiful, "I don't think so."

"Your actions are in line with the old saying in your Hua country, you will not die until you reach the Yellow River, and you will not shed tears when you see the coffin," Abramoff said coldly, "If you still don't surrender, you will punch me again. I'll let you explain here."

"Then you can try it."

Lin Ruobing swung his long sword across and sneered.

"Stubborn!" Abramoff's expression turned cold. "Since you insist on seeking death, I'll give you a ride!"

He raised his fist, and the veins on his entire arm were bulging, like horned dragons clinging to it, full of explosive power.

Before he punched, the ground under his feet had already started to "boom", and countless particles of dust rose out of thin air, floating beside Abramoff. This area was under his aura. , turned into a zone of no gravity field for a short time!
"Abramov is going to shoot with all his strength!"

Seeing this scene, countless people restrained their faces, raised their heads, and stared at the two people on the field.

"If this punch lands, that girl will either die or be disabled." Someone in the crowd murmured.

Facing such a battle with Abramoff, Lin Ruobing also instinctively sensed a sense of danger, and she took a deep breath to calm down.Holding the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand, Lin Ruobing held the long sword upright in front of her, just like the posture of a noble knight in the western continent when holding a sword.

The edge of the sword was facing the center of the eyebrows, a sliver of light flashed across the body of the sword and gathered at the edge of the sword.

Lin Ruobing waved her right arm, and the sword pointed directly at Abramov. Her pretty face was full of fearless fighting spirit.

"Courage is commendable!" Seeing Lin Ruobing's attitude, even Abramov couldn't help praising, "However, courage is courage, and strength is strength. In front of heaven and man, a master is an ant. Give me Fate!"

As soon as the words came to an end, Abramoff's bent right arm pushed forward fiercely, as if pushing a huge grinding disc, extremely slowly.

This punch seemed slow, but with every inch it advanced, its power multiplied and skyrocketed, just like waves.

When Abramoff's fist advanced halfway, the ground under his feet sank three points because it couldn't bear the gravity.When his arms were fully stretched out, suddenly, like a volcanic eruption, Abramoff's fist turned into a crater, and from his fist, a wave of devastating power suddenly spewed out. Earth-like terror force!
The terrifying power enough to pierce through a seven or eight-story building pulled out a shrill howling sound in the void, and slammed into Lin Ruobing fiercely.

Facing such an attack, Lin Ruobing waved his hand and placed the long sword across his chest.

Seemingly sensing the crisis, the antique long sword actually made a "bang-dang" sound, like a combative warrior, wanting to compete with the opponent.

But in the blink of an eye, Abramoff's punch had already penetrated a distance of tens of meters, and hit the long sword in Lin Ruobing's hand all at once.

Terrifying power, like mercury pouring down the ground, poured down from Lin Ruobing's long sword, and her delicate body was blown away by the impact.

Her pair of round and slender legs kicked back dozens of steps on the ground, and the right arm holding the sword couldn't bear the terrifying force, so bright red blood burst out.

After retreating a full distance of nearly a hundred meters, Lin Ruobing was able to stabilize her figure.

Although she received Abramov's blow, she also paid a heavy price. Many meridians on her pink and lotus root-like right arm exploded due to the impact, and the gurgling blood flowed down. His arm flowed to the hilt of the sword, then along the blade, gathered on the edge of the sword, and dripped to the ground.

"Aren't you going to admit defeat?" Looking at Lin Ruobing, who was soaked in blood, Abramov's eyes were full of pleasure, as if he had eaten ice cream in the dog days, and said proudly.

Facing his questioning, Lin Ruobing smiled, "Of course not, because you are the one who loses!"

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