Cycle after cycle
As time goes by, Lu Chen and the Abyss Lord have attacked and defended ten thousand times, but they have not really collided.
The heart of the abyss finally calmed down, and it was almost a minute before the Rubik’s Cube banned him.
And he has found out the human attack level and routine, that is, the art of using saber is accompanied by the power of meaning. It is not difficult to understand the characteristics of the art of using saber and the ability of teleportation for each type of chop angle.
It’s almost time to crush this lowly human!
Coming from the reverse chop, the light of the staff in the master’s hand flashes to the left and easily hides.
He can feel that the source of human life seems to be a little … insufficient.
On the rampage came a knife, and he easily sneered at the blow of teleporting and hiding.
Isn’t it white? You can’t cut me.
No matter how strong the power of meaning is, it will be meaningless.
The fierce madman slashes to his own sharp edge, and even if he doesn’t touch him, he can feel the power and teleport to the right and easily hide.
It’s a pity that if it weren’t for the unfinished source stone of refining and chemical industry, he could break farther and achieve the effect of breaking a thousand miles at a time.
With a knife of hope? What a sad mood. Are you sad for those who died in battle?
That’s ridiculous. You can’t protect yourself.
To the instant …
When the illusory figure of the abyss is not yet manifested in the cracks, the heart suddenly tightens through the emptiness.
Because he and the man looked at each other, but the other party just wanted to go straight into the sky and break the dawn. Is it looking forward at this time?
When he saw the man’s grin showing his new white teeth, he instantly whitened himself … when he was taken in!
The other party has been guiding itself, guiding itself to be the most comfortable and difficult to make the other party teleport one by one and cycle this process … thousands of times!
In order to kill yourself when you are paralyzed!
You can’t panic each other. The artistic conception and hands of that knife just now are all against kopis’s potential. Even if he doesn’t make a knife to adjust his body, he needs it. In terms of speed, he is enough to start the teleport of the boundary stone before the blade touches his body.
It was said that it was too late, and Liu Chenzhong twisted his body awkwardly, regardless of the sprained arm, dirty body and damaged body, and forcibly adjusted his body posture.
The Abyss Master is very strong and has rich experience in war.
It will be more difficult for the other side to follow if they know what direction to teleport. This is an advantage brought by the other side’s war experience, but it is also a disadvantage.
I’ve repeated the same cycle for thousands of times. Are you really … won’t you relax?
The Abyss Lord also made two mistakes. After he entered the defensive posture, he gave up the thunder spell and restricted himself from "walking". It was "walking the dog"
But if you really want to be in an active offensive position, are you being taken for a walk to play with Liu Chengen?
He spent four minutes and thousands of cycles to help the Abyss master form a good habit.
He could have done it earlier, but he knew that once the opportunity came, he couldn’t underestimate the vigilance of the old monster, so he would show his fangs when he was both talented.
This is the time when the abyss master has formed a habit and is most complacent.
Lu Chenlong’s wings waved and the gas explosion sounded, and the bloody clouds spread in a ring.
And the second mistake you made was … underestimating my speed.
Holy Ring Ghost Wind Active Skill Gale Energizes Liberation Position … Behind Liu Chen.
Those black scales that were already crumbling behind were torn off by the wind, and the black scales stuck on the back were dented and gradually broken.
The wind raged, and the bloody Changfeng blade seemed to be dyed with blood, and the crimson gold blood melted into the wind, like the sky was dyed with a faint golden light.
The harsh sonic boom resounded through the sky, but it brought a bit of loneliness and coldness. Red fog condensed snowflakes and danced in the wind.
With the fierce wind more than 100 meters away, the muscles of Lu Chen’s arms swelled a little, and the regicide roared with pain and excitement.