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Lin Chong had no intention of fighting Rafal.
"Swish!"
Lin Chong's legs were intertwined, moving half a foot like a ghost, just avoiding Rafal's attack. At the same time, his left fist was blasted out in his chest and knocked a certain genetic warrior in front of him away.
The alloy giant sword wiped Lin Chong's body and fell down. With a "boom", gravel splashed, and a huge gully was slashed on the asphalt road, and the entire sword body was penetrated.
"Don't hide!"
Rafael yelled again, his body rotated like a top, pulled out the alloy giant sword from the ground, and then took advantage of the momentum to sweep and chop Lin Chong's waist!
"call!"
The alloy giant sword cut through the air, causing a fierce and fierce wind, as if it was about to cut Lin Zhong into two sections in half.
Lin frowned, a little annoyed at Rafal's relentless pursuit.
However, his top priority is not to fight with the other party, but to break through.
If he was entangled by Rafael, waiting for Flangerka, Chris led the rest of the reinforcements to arrive, or alarmed the God Emperor in the Holy Palace, he would not be able to leave even if he wanted to.
Therefore, even though he was impatient, Lin Chong still resisted the urge to fight back and used the Bagua Dragon-shaped body technique again to avoid the unstoppable attack.
"Why don't you dare to fight me?"
Rafal roared like thunder, and his fierce fighting style formed a strong contrast with his fair and handsome appearance: "Are you scared? Or do you think I am not worthy?"
Lin Chong closed his lips tightly and said nothing, not responding to Rafal's provocation. With his hands and feet raised, he beat two gene warriors to the ground.
These genetic warriors wearing mechanical armor and slow movements are like living targets in Lin Chong's eyes, and it is no effort to kill them.
As for the little defense provided by mechanical armor, Lin Zhong, who has a copper cast iron body and has practiced elixir strength, is not much different from that of paper.
In just over a dozen seconds, corpses lay around Lin Chong.
Most of them are killed in one move, and they die flawlessly.
Although the few lucky people were still alive, they had broken muscles and fractured bones, and they were in pain. They lay on the ground and screamed.
"Trump! Coward! Bed bugs in the sewer! Come and fight me!"
Rafael was furious and gritted his teeth and chased Lin Chong while chasing.
At the same time, the alloy giant sword in his hand was slashing randomly, one sword faster than the other, and one sword was more fierce than the other, but he couldn't even touch Lin Chong's corner of his clothes.
Seeing that the defense line laid by the gods was about to be penetrated by Lin Chong, suddenly, a figure rushed out from the side, drew his sword and pulled it out of the sheath, and the blade rushed straight into Lin Chong's throat!
Fusang Sword, draw a sword and slash!
The power of this sword is actually not strong, at least it cannot threaten Lin Chong, but its speed is as fast as lightning, and it reaches Lin Chong's sight in the blink of an eye.
Lin Chong's forward rushing suddenly stopped.
When he was unable to do anything, he raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger and ring finger to clamp the blade.
"Clang!"
A crisp sound.
The sharp five-foot Yeta Knife was sandwiched between Lin Chong's two fingers, and the blade still trembled continuously, like a poisonous snake that was pinched for seven inches, desperately trying to break free from control.
The knife holder is a short and strong Asian man wearing a Fusang samurai uniform, with a gloomy and cruel look. He is obviously a murderer who kills people at first sight.
"Yao Sheng Xinyin is passed down, the seventh angel of the Gods Association, Iwata Masashika." The Asian man looked calm and said to Lin Chongda in Fusang language.
"Yanhuangwu League, Lin Chong."
Lin Chong also reported his identity and name, then flipped his wrist and twisted Nota's knife. Then he bounced his fingers and half of the blade shot straight out, instantly piercing through Iwada Masamoto's throat.
"Bang!"
Masatsu Iwata knelt on the ground with his knees, his back straightened, and supported his body with a half-nothing sword. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed and his vitality faded away quickly.
He looked peaceful, without fear, and even a little happy.
This is a man with a story.
But, in life, who doesn’t have any stories?
After being blocked by Masamoto Iwada, Rafael finally caught up with Lin Zhong.
"Damn bed bug, see where you can escape!"
Rafael was so angry that he was furious that he was furious. He jumped up in the air, held the alloy giant sword tightly in his hands, and pointed it at Lin Chong's head and slashed it down!
"Swish!"
The alloy giant sword cut through the air, making a low and sharp whistling, and the sword body was radiant, which was a strange phenomenon that arises when it rubs violently with the air.
This sword was pirated with rage, and its power was naturally extraordinary.
Feeling Rafal's murderous intent, Lin Chong narrowed his eyes slightly and decided to fight quickly.
"Crazy!"
The pure and vigorous inner breath flows through the meridians of Lin Chong, and then scatters into the limbs and bones.
Lin Chong's originally slender and symmetrical body suddenly became bigger, his arms changed from silver-black to light golden, and there seemed to be a halo on his skin.
In the midst of lightning, Lin Zhong raised his arms high, like a flies, and suddenly closed in the middle!
Get into the blade with nothing!
"when!"
Accompanied by a deafening roar, the alloy giant sword that was slashing at an extremely fast stopped half a foot above Lin Chong's head, and was sandwiched in the middle by his two hands.
"boom!"
The asphalt pavement under Lin Chong's feet could not withstand the aftermath of the fight, and suddenly collapsed and exploded a large pit about meter square, more than half a meter deep. All the surrounding sand, gravel and cement turned into powder.
A large amount of energy escaped from Lin Chong's pores and swept across several meters in a radius.
Some members of the Gods who were about to rush over to siege Lin Zhong were affected and suddenly fell down a large area like harvesting wheat.
"What?"
Rafal's eyes were wide open behind his mask.
As the person involved, Rafal knew how strong he was, how heavy the alloy giant sword was, and how fierce the sword was just now.
"He actually caught it with his hands?"
Rafael felt a little lacking in his mind.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a cold low shout in his ear: "Save it!"
Immediately afterwards, a huge force that was unresisting suddenly came from the opposite side of the alloy giant sword.
"You must not let him take the sword away!"
Rafal's chaotic consciousness suddenly became clear: "If you lose your weapon, I will definitely lose!"
Thinking of this, he held the hilt tightly, his muscles swelled all over his body, and almost used his strength to try to retake the alloy giant sword from Lin Chong.
Due to excessive force, even the mechanical armor on Rafal was overwhelmed. The energy was consumed at a terrifying speed, and some exquisite parts were burned directly.
Just as Rafal tried his best to pull back, Lin Chong suddenly let go of his hands.
"Dong!Dong!Dong!Dong!"
Rafael didn't expect Lin Chong to have this trick, and he suddenly stood up unsteadily, staggering and retreating seven or eight steps toward the side, and the empty door was wide open.
Chapter completed!