C503 (1/2)

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In the desert, a girl in witch's clothes and sun hairpin stood there without expression.

The white cloth covering both eyes flutters with the wind, holding a simple vertical sword in hand.

The sword is like a narrow cut ruler, and its handle is also a common log, without any decoration.

But the cold light that it twinkles makes Lin Nan's heart emit cold air.

More than ten meters away from the girl, she still felt skin tingling.

Lin Nan's heart began to sink. He guessed that the quality of the sword was at least as good as that of an immortal weapon. No matter how hard or sharp it was, it was far better than his black scabbard.

What's more, Lin Nan didn't even have a weapon to take advantage of. He had no choice but to take out a short dagger, which he exchanged with his fighting achievements in the 75th regiment. His level was top grade.

More than ten meters apart, Shen daikui said, ”are you the Chinese of yesterday?”

Most of the simple Japanese can understand a little. Lin Nan's heart is tight. He hides his breath seamlessly. How can the witch see it?

He shook his head categorically and would never admit it.

”Yes.” God on behalf of Kui, a thoughtful whisper.

Then, she fiddled with her long hair and wrapped the green silk around her fingers one after another. This action had no deep meaning, but Lin Nan felt numb.

In the eighth circle, shendaikui suddenly disappeared, as if using some kind of teleportation method!

Lin Nan's eyes stare. He knows that he can't leave the bottom card. He can't beat the witch with the five elements avatar.

”Pure Yang spirit body!”

Lin Nan growled, and his whole body was enlarged.

Attack power, defense power and even speed have doubled. With the help of the pure Yang spirit body, he finally sees the God on behalf of Kui. The witch has rushed to the front of his eyes and chopped it with a ruler knife as thin as cicada wings to take Lin Nan's head!

There is no fancy skill, the witch is just a simple vertical cut with a sword, but Lin Nan clearly sees that even the space is rippling slightly.

It's faster than the speed of sound. It's as lethal as a half immortal sword!

Lin Nan once thought that only he, the ”reborn” in the patriarchal realm, could do it, and so did a nun. The first thought in his mind was how strong the Japanese God of bullshit was.

The second is how to fight without a sword!

The power of the pure Yang God body covers the short dagger. It is reasonable to say that Lin Nan's cultivation can be comparable to the refined steel with any branch, but that's the division of the opponent, not to mention that the witch's realm is not lower than Lin Nan's, and she relies on the edge of the immortal weapon in her hand.

Nan is not in full swing. As a result, the dagger is broken.

Lin Nan took a cool breath and stepped back. He saw the place where the ruler knife had cut off. Everything was divided into two.

Whether it's the dagger or the air, there is a dazzling white mark left. Lin Nan suspects that no matter how hard his pure Yang body is, as long as he touches the white mark, he will still be dismembered!

”What's the origin of that knife?” Lin Nan squinted.

From his experience, it is not difficult to see that the white mark was not produced by the user's God, but by the gray ruler knife.