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Chapter 4718 Wrong Things (Part 2)

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    He has already passed at least a dozen moves with Lin Hao, and he has also seen the blade that has been revealed, wrapped in flames and lightning, but how can the other party use the completely opposite cold energy at this time?  This makes no sense at all!

    He suddenly realized that he had no idea who this kid was, why he dared to wander around the ruined kingdom in gorgeous clothes, and why the sword in his hand was so powerful yet he looked like he had mediocre cultivation.

    With this look on his face, he fought with himself for a long time, but his breath never became disordered in the slightest. He always maintained a steady limit, no more, no less, impartial.

    The man in black robe felt the cold air that penetrated into his body, the blood curtain that had fallen to the ground, his frozen scarlet broadsword, and his unconscious cyan right hand. Naturally, it was also covered with blood.  The blue-white cold air.

    His eyes slowly slid upward, and he finally saw the orange-yellow blood that was frozen in the air - it turned out that the sound he thought was corroding the flesh was just the sizzling sound of cold air and hot air hitting each other.  That¡¯s all.

    And obviously, the temperature of this cold air is even lower, the blood is firmly frozen in it, and the hot body has long been turned into a cold prism, so how can the ice be boiled away.

    Panic spread in the heart of the man in black robe, and he couldn't help but shout: "Meixiang!"

    The blood obeyed this command and tried to flow quickly in his blood vessels again, but was forced by the increasingly severe cold to squirm slowly, and soon became frozen together with the blood vessels and meridians.

    "Meixiang, Meixiang, Meixiang!" The cold air on the man in black became heavier and heavier, making the sentences he spat out more and more blurred. He could only see his eyes widening wider, filled with disbelief.  , "Move, move for me!"

    "I haven't finished what I said before." Lin Hao unexpectedly let go of the hilt of the Dragon Song Sword at this moment, assumed a chatty posture, and changed his face to a smiling and kind face, obviously believing this  It was impossible for the man in black robe to break free from his restraints.

    "I said before that you were a little wrong. Do you know where you went wrong?" Just like the little girl controlled by the man in black robe before, he had an innocent look on his face, and even pretended to be well-behaved.  He tilted his head and blinked his eyes simultaneously.

    The blood-colored mask of the man in black robe has been frozen solid, and he can still speak. His brain has stopped spinning, and his heart has stopped beating little by little. Only his eyes can barely move to express his feelings.  Full of anger.

    "You are wrong, thinking that in the battle with me, you are the one who has the strength to spare."

    Lin Hao uttered this sentence, then looked at the opponent's hands that were still trying to struggle. His fingertips swiped in the air and cut the frozen hands in the middle.

    He took another step and stepped on the ground with his toes. Before his hands hit the ground, the broken ice block was shattered by spiritual power and turned into fragments on the ground, but not a drop of blood was shed.

    The man in black robe did not feel the severe pain, because the cold air had eroded his whole body, causing numbness to spread throughout every inch of his nerves.

    "I'm done." Lin Hao held the hilt of the Dragon Song Sword and gently pulled it back, "I think you have nothing to add."

    Soul power suddenly burst out from the detached sword edge, directly scattering the black-robed man's soul, and the cold air turned into hot white smoke in an instant, disappearing from the opponent's skin.

    When I turned back, there was no man in black robe anywhere, only a black shadow stuck to the ground.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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