The personal master of the beautiful president

"Yes, so what?"

The fist was firmly held by Badrate, Lin Bei's face remained calm, and he spoke lightly.

"Even if I'm at the end of my strength and want to kill you, it's still easy."

"It's easy to kill me?" Hearing Lin Bei's words, Badratt laughed angrily, "Beihuang, it seems that you don't know our blood race very well. How can the self-healing ability and vitality of our blood race be inferior to you? Humans can compare!"

"Even if I have been seriously injured like this by you now, just give me a little time, and I can fully recover without leaving any sequelae!" Badrate's face was full of complacency, "But you, can you You are not so lucky, I see your injury, even if you can heal it, there will be many sequelae, and your strength will not be able to improve in a short time!"

"That's not something you can worry about."

Seeing Badrate's arrogant appearance, Lin Bei sneered, and he stepped out. Every three steps, a scarlet blood would burst out from his body.

However, Lin Bei didn't care about it at all, and swung the Wuxiao Sword in his hand, chopping out a golden sword light.

With a "chi", under Lin Bei's sword, Badrate's body was cut open again with a huge wound, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

But Badrate still had a smile on his face, "Northern Emperor, you go ahead and attack. I want to see, with your state, how many swords and punches you can make, what can you do to me?" !?"

As he said this, the wound on his body has gradually healed. Although the healing speed is very slow, it is still in a state of healing!
In contrast, every time Lin Bei swung his sword, his situation would go from bad to worse.

In the end, even if Badrate didn't make a move, Lin Bei could still be consumed to death!

Lin Bei slashed thirteen swords in a row, and Badratt ate thirteen swords alive, and he was on the verge of death.But he is immortal, just like the unbeatable Xiaoqiang, as long as Lin Bei relaxes his attack for a second, he can recover a lot of injuries.

After Thirteen Swords, Lin Bei was already covered in blood, like a blood man.

"The last strike, Northern Emperor, you still have the chance to strike one last time! Hahahaha, I won this match!" Badrate raised his head and laughed.

He has experienced the reincarnation of the century, and his vision is vicious and extraordinary. He can roughly see through Lin Bei's state.

Not to mention giving Lin Bei one more chance to strike, just give him another ten strikes.He also couldn't kill himself, at most he could inflict a little more serious injury on him.

This is the power of the blood race, almost immortal.

"The Northern Emperor's condition is very poor..." Master Wuji's face was full of sadness, the thing he was most worried about happened.

The faces of the others were also clouded with gloom.

Nazor gritted his teeth and shook his head, "It doesn't matter, even if the Northern Emperor is defeated, Badlat is already on the verge of death. We rush forward and attack him in groups, and we don't believe that we can't cure him." .”

As soon as he said this, many people immediately echoed.

Only Master Wuji shook his head slightly.

The terror of the most powerful people in the Dao Composite Realm, even if they are in danger and dying, cannot be defeated by a few people in the Futian Realm.It's like a giant, even if it is seriously injured, it is definitely not something that a few ants can bite to death.

"You can use your supernatural powers to restore your peak state, I think, before your strength recovers, your body will explode with a 'bang'!" Badrate laughed "haha". The appearance of the deputy Zhizhu in his hand, he has no chance of winning.

Opposite Badrate, Lin Bei's face showed neither sadness nor joy, nor any fluctuations.

Holding the long sword in his hand, he sighed softly for a long time. This sigh could not express the beauty of spring and autumn, and the vicissitudes of the world. so hard."

Looking at the bloody right hand, Lin Bei shook his head slightly, "Forget it, I originally wanted to use this move after I fully understood it. Now, I can only use it forcefully."

A look of determination flashed across his eyes, Lin Bei flicked his fingers, and the long sword rose, turning into a golden rainbow, straight into the sky.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Lin Bei slapped his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it on the sword.

This was the second time he used the blood essence. He was already in a bad state. When he spat out the blood essence, his whole body wobbled, and he was on the verge of falling in the sky. It was a problem for him to even stabilize his figure.

However, what ebbed and flowed was that the aura of the Wuxiao Sword became more and more frightening, and the billowing immortal energy spewed out, turning into a series of terrifying horses, like treasures emitting rays of light, attracting people's attention.

The smile on Badrate's face stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a look of horror, "You... what are you doing, are you crazy!?"

There was silence on the ground.

Even Master Wuji lost his voice. Kunlun has done a detailed investigation on Lin Bei, and he also has first-hand information about Lin Bei, and he has a very thorough analysis of Lin Bei's combat effectiveness. It is unheard of, unseen.

"North Emperor, what are you going to do..."

Master Wuji murmured, at this moment.

"Kang Dang" a crisp sound of swords, like the sound of nature.

A gust of sword energy erupted from the Wuxiao Sword. All the mountains on the ground, all the plants and trees began to age at this moment. The ancient trees and grasses that were originally verdant and verdant began to change as if their vitality had been drained. Get barren.

At the same time, the entire sky was stirred up into a vortex because of the Wuxiao sword, with heavy dark clouds and bursts of lightning, like a typhoon!

"Nine turns of sword light!"

"I want to ascend to the Nine Heavens!"

Lin Bei's falcon-like eyes stared at Badrate, and a cold light appeared in his eyes. His body was in tatters and he was seriously injured, but his right hand pointing at the Wuxiao Sword was as stable as Mount Tai, as hard as a rock. Not moving at all.

Under Lin Bei's gaze, Badrate's originally stable state of mind throbbed once again, full of fear!
He kept threatening, begging for mercy, yelling at Lin Bei, and even launched an offensive, but Lin Bei ignored him at all.

He raised his arm and grasped lightly, grasping the hilt of Wuxiao Sword.

"The first form, Qingli's sword!"

After the words were settled, Lin Bei slashed out with a sword, but the golden Wuxiao sword slashed out a cyan sword light with a width of several tens of feet.

This sword light is full of power to corrode everything, and there is no life left!
"Clattering" is like a waterfall pouring down from the nine heavens.

Under this overwhelming sword light, even if Badrate wanted to escape, there was nothing he could do.

"Blood Explosion!"

At the last moment, Badrate performed the Bleeding Explosion Technique again, his whole body exploded into countless blood clots, and fled in all directions.

"Qingli's sword can devour endless lives. As long as you are still exuding vitality, it will be useless to run away." Lin Bei opened his lips calmly.

As if the sword light had understood Lin Bei's words, its speed suddenly increased, and it caught up with the blood clots in an instant, and swallowed them as if it had opened its bloody mouth!
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