Fatigue is due to lack of physical strength, but if you really want to work hard, Lin fan is not afraid. To be exact, this kind of fearlessness is more reflected in the mentality, and the calm in the process of strategizing.
"Boy, you're really tough in the younger generation, but that doesn't keep you alive."
He reached out his finger and wiped the blood on his face and then smeared it on the blade. The swordsman's eyes were full of Horror: "a man's body is like a wine pot. No matter how beautiful it looks on the outside, it will be broken in the end."
It is true that Lin fan has a lot of pills, which can be recovered by taking pills after each injury. But how long can this last? In the end, it won't be hit?
In the eyes of swordsman, Lin fan is the end of the poor crossbow, even if it can continue for a long time. Just like a tight string, as long as a little more pressure will break.
"The peak strength of dark power in the later period, how long can you last, swordsman?"
Taking a deep breath, Lin Fan took out two pieces of Fu Zhuan, and Lin Fan curled his lips: "when it comes to weapons, I don't lack them. For a moment, you really can't help me."
The little action that I just performed on the swordsman has not reached the critical moment. So what he needs to do now is to be patient. When the swordsman is weak, it is the beginning of death.
"Master, this boy is so strange. Do you want everyone to join us?"
Standing beside Lin Tianba, the housekeeper bent down and asked in a low voice: "I'm afraid it's an accident after a long time. It's not good at that time."
"If something goes wrong, what can happen?"
Lin Tianba scoffed at all the people at the scene with his sinister eyes: "no matter who comes to me, there is only one end to him, that is, death. If Lin fan can't escape, the swordsman is not in vain. "
If he had thought of sparing Lin Fan's life before, now when he saw the pills and Fu Zhuan that Lin Fan took out, he had the thought of taking possession of himself. Since Lin fan is not willing to give it, then he will directly rob him. He has many means in this respect.
Bang! The sudden explosion made the battle come to an end. The scene of Lin fan being killed in the imagination did not appear, but both of them were panting.
"Damn it, you've got a lot of tricks."
Smelling the smoke of gunpowder in the air, the swordsman screamed angrily: "how many seal characters do you have in your body? You can't use them all."
According to the swordsman's idea, and in fact, the process is going on as he thinks. Lin fan should not hold on, he should be cut to death, but now it is nothing.
He felt as if he would hang up at any time, but actually he could hold on for a while. This kind of thing is really depressing. I don't know how to deal with it at all.
"Swordsman, what are you doing? Continue to give it to me."
Seeing that the swordsman stopped moving, Lin Tianba ordered: "as long as you successfully kill Lin fan, you will have a share of the pills on his body and the seal script on his body. Of course, if you perform well, I can give you half."
There is no doubt that if you want to work hard, you have to give something sweet. In Lin Tianba's eyes, swordsmen are easy to control, women and money are secondary, and strength improvement is the most important.
"Master Lin, I've tried my best. You'd better ask other experts to help."
Where can't see Lin Tianba's idea, the swordsman shook his head: "although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that it's useless to fight any more."