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Chapter 565 I'm sorry, I'm useless even with all my strength(2/2)

Finally, the color of the entire sword was consistent with Feng Lin's Qi.

call out!

The power of the giant sword has been increased by unknown amounts.

It instantly pierced Wen Hao's defense.

Passed out of his body.

The width of the giant sword is equivalent to the width of a human being.

This blow broke Wen Hao's body into two pieces from his chest.

"This...impossible! It's just a bug..."

Wen Hao's eyes widened and his upper body fell to the ground, his eyes full of unwillingness.

The flame mark between his brows disappeared, and he stared with unblinking eyes.

Feng Lin took a deep breath, and the strength in his body gradually dissipated.

These tricks are the result of his practice in the past few days.

Originally, the two Qi energies in his body were released at the same time and conflicted with each other.

It will not become stronger, but will become weaker.

Now, he can use two qi at the same time without any conflict.

The result will be one plus one equals two.

He had been fighting Wen Hao in this way before.

However, he also has a third kind of Qi, which is to fuse the two Qi.

After he discovered that the fused Qi was far more powerful than using two Qi at the same time.

For example, the skill of Fallen Soul can dye Qi black after being used.

Qi can be fused, but it cannot be dyed black.

Just like the flames on the back of his head, when Feng Lin exerts his true power, the black flames will turn into red and blue flames.

"I have a good temper, but sometimes I can be very irritable."

Feng Lin bent down, took off the ring on his finger, and used Qi to evaporate him.

His eyes suddenly looked into the depths of the ruins, and he jumped over and came to a piece of rubble.

Feng Lin pressed his hand on the stone and cast the Ashes Holy Gu.

The black smoke dissolved the stone.

Under the stone, there is a little girl with long silver hair.

He looks about the same age as Chi Qiaoqiao, less than ten years old.

Wearing a white skirt, she was raising her head and staring at Feng Lin with her red eyes.

There was no fear in his eyes, only hatred.

brush!

Feng Lin grabbed the little girl's neck and lifted her into the air.

She couldn't breathe, and her pretty face turned purple in an instant.

It was as if she had fallen into deep water, her legs instinctively kicked and she struggled violently.
Chapter completed!
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