C900 (1/2)

Fiore's eyelids jump. I didn't expect Lin Nan to be so cruel.

Holding her sword between the bones of her hands, she was forced to stay away!

In the past few years, she has executed hundreds of heinous criminals all over the world, but none of them is as fierce as Lin Nan.

As if the body is someone else's, no pain at all.

”Scale line, broken!” Lin Nan's eyes were red, and his angry voice squeezed out from his teeth.

The scale line as a special five elements, he added more internal Qi.

Dried up Dantian become moist, Lin Nan again use starburst, forced Fiore back.

He got a safe distance.

The two sides stood in the ruins, looking at each other 20 meters apart.

Blood flows from Lin Nan's arms like a river. There are two blood holes in Lin Nan's arms, which can't be healed under the erosion of sacred breath.

At this time, Lin Nan's eyes began to blur, and even the ”vision” appeared to be empty. Fiore seemed to be divided into three or four. He narrowed his eyes and rubbed them, but he still couldn't see anything clearly.

Too much blood loss, fatigue.

The pain caused by the shattering of Dantian

These three heavy mountains made Lin Nan breathless.

Even if the scale line is broken and the body equivalent to a ”car” gets ”fuel”, the ”car” is so ragged that several tires are lost and the brake and accelerator are scrapped.

Lin Nan can't control such a body.

He has done his best.

Suddenly, Lin Nan's heart moved. He looked up at the noon sky.

I don't know when the blue sky and the dazzling sunshine have disappeared. The sky is full of dark clouds, turning into a depressing lead gray. This is the rainstorm coming.

”After all, we can't escape the way of heaven.” Lin Nan's mouth, overflow smile.

There is a saying in the fairyland that the road is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and one is evasion.

This ”one” is vitality. All monks are close to ”one” and forge ahead.

But it's not easy to get it.

Lin Nan looked around. What he saw was the armored vehicles, the t0 fighters, that the US Army was waiting for.

There are ”dead ends” everywhere.

The only student standing in front of him was Fiore.

”There is a balance between yin and Yang in every human body. Yang governs” happiness ”and Yin governs” misfortune. ”. And luck and misfortune are equal, forming a balance between yin and Yang

Lin Nan said to himself, ”I was in a car accident a long time ago, but I was lucky to come to another world and get more than 500 years of life. In other people's eyes, my ”fortune” is unimaginable. It's not too much to call it a miracle. ”

”Similarly, my” misfortune ”is 100 times more difficult than ordinary people. From Sahara to Japan, I rely on others to help me all the way to now. But this time, no one can help me

”The emergence of this kind of desperate situation is inevitable. Even if it does not exist today, it will certainly appear in the future. This is” robbery. ”

At the last moment of his life, Lin Nan suddenly had some insight.

We should treat all things in the world with the theory of balance between yin and Yang. Everyone has their own ”fortune” and ”misfortune”. Even a genius like Fiore, Lin Nan can see that her life is passing by every moment. Fiore has a unique talent and is likely to become a young master who dominates the whole world. But Fiore is still 20 years away from the end of her life.

This is Fiore's misfortune.

It's the same with Lin shisan. Her ”fortune” is a gift of evil, and her ”misfortune” is born in a world dominated by human beings.

Lin Nan looked up at the black sky. It was like a giant beast with infinite dignity. It gazed at Lin Nan with golden eyes and said, ”surrender. I submit to the law of heaven. ”

”I, Lin Nan, am a monk.”

He laughed, a great excitement and pride filled his chest - how many people in this world can do it?

It's a lot of fun to fight with heaven.

”If you don't go against heaven, you will go against yourself. I won't give up fighting before I die! ” Lin Nan's face is ferocious and clenches the black scabbard tightly, he low roars, ”sand line, Yang line, broken!”

The stars of sand come from the ancient god Seth of Sahara.