Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Lin Beichen's ears moved.

　　 For a strong man in the realm of the King of War, being blind to the eyes does not mean that he cannot perceive the wind and grass from the outside world.

　　 But, don’t worry too much.

　　 Because he also knew very well in his heart, this was because of the special effects of the formation.

　　 As long as the burst is broken, the vision will be restored.

　　The problem now is how to break the formation.

　　 Especially if you are blind.

　　 Do you really want to achieve your dream with my hands? ’

　　 "Good girl, you blinded dad."

　　 Lin Beichen said loudly: "Quickly, change it back to Dad, or spank you."

　　 The crimson power of the [Conscientious Fire Realm] became more and more manic. Within ten meters of his surroundings, a flame field was formed, and any foreign power entering it would be immediately felt by him.

　　 He kept talking nonsense, but in fact, he wanted to capture Cang Jingkong's position by responding.

　　 And the other party seems to be willing to cooperate.

　　 "Hehehe, Dad, you are old and blind... It's better to give up the resistance, make your daughter a success, and let your daughter send you on the road."

　　 Cang Jingkong's voice was so charming.

　　 But in the next moment, it suddenly became as cold as a knife: "Deprived of smell."

　　 In the next moment, Lin Beichen could not smell anything.

　　淦.

　　 This formation genre is something a little bit.

　　 Is it really possible to completely deprive the opponent's five senses?

　　 However, olfactory deprivation is not as effective as visual deprivation.

　　 I lost my sense of smell, and within a short period of time, I didn’t seem to feel any inconvenience.

　　 However, at this moment--

　　 In the white thick fog array, the wind blade rises again.

　　 A series of translucent wind blades, like gusts of wind and rain, constantly bombarded the flame shield around Lin Beichen.

　　 Boom boom boom.

　　The terrifying energy of the explosion of ice and fire formed a smoke screen of energy that cuts off the line of sight, boiled over, and directly submerged Lin Beichen's figure.

　　 Everyone who saw this scene trembled suddenly.

　　 "Good girl, are you tickling Dad?"

　　 Loud laughter came from the energy smoke screen.

　　 Lin Beichen is like a rock in the rapids, unwavering.

　　 "Your formation is indeed very powerful, but your attack power is too low, it can't hurt me at all, haha, dear daughter, you can't consume me in terms of long-term, it is better to accept defeat."

　　 Lin Beichen kept vocalizing.

　　 The wind blade can't hurt him.

　　 "Taste...deprived."

　　 The cold voice sounded again.

　　 Lin Beichen stood still.

　　 The loss of taste will temporarily affect the battle.

　　 Boom boom boom.

　　 The wind blade continuously bombarded Lin Beichen.

　　 The energy smoke screen swells wildly.

　　 And mixed in the endless wind blade, yet another wind needle appeared.

　　 This wind needle is as thin as a cow.

　　 completely invisible to the naked eye.

They are formed in the white mist, as thin as hair, swimming slowly, like a thin fish hiding in the clear autumn water, like a wisp of wind, passing the energy smoke screen, and slowly approaching Lin Beichen .

　　 There is no power and speed on the wind blade, but the wind needle is undoubtedly more concealed.

　　 Moreover, there was a faint shimmering flicker on the wind needle, piercing into the flame bit by bit, like a hidden assassin, not being repelled and blocked by the flame field.

"Ok?"

　　 Lin Beichen's ear moved slightly.

　　No sound can be heard.

　　 But the sense of crisis broke out at this moment.

　　 Until the tingling sensation came to his skin, he suddenly became vigilant.

　　 "Small silver coin."

　　 He drank low, and the power of Consciousness and Fire Realm burst out, instantly destroying the wind needles that were almost against the skin.

　　 Special effects funds are burning frantically.

　　The situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for him.

　　 At this time, Cang Jingkong's voice sounded again: "Touch... deprivation."

　　 In the next moment, a strange and indescribable experience swept through Lin Beichen's body.

　　 Then he entered a state that he had never experienced before--

　　 I cannot feel the blowing of the wind, the licking of the flame, the friction of the clothes, the gravity of the armor...

　　 Even if he knew that he was holding a sword in his hand, the skin of his palm could not convey the feedback of the familiar shape and texture of the hilt.

　　 Crisis warning signs were in his heart, surging frantically.

　　 In the next instant, there was a sudden violent pain in the chest, back, arms, and thighs.

　　This kind of pain is not the function of the tactile nerve.

　　 is the feedback of the nerves inside the muscle.

　　The dense wind needles pierced into his body.

　　 "Ahhhhh..."

　　 Lin Beichen screamed: "You rebellious girl, you hurt me."

　　 The wind needles were instantly removed by the power of the Conscious God and Fire Realm.

　　The power of flame became violent, turning everything within ten meters of his body into a sea of ​​raging fire that kept bursting.

　　 Everything within this range, except for the flame, was torn apart and burst.

　　 Fengzhen is no exception.

　　Swiss of blood mist sprayed from the surface of the skin.

　　 That is the hole left by the wind needle.

injured.

　　 This is the first time Lin Beichen has been injured since he participated in the solo solo contest of the God's Choice Contest.

　　 "Dad, make your daughter perfect, you are now like a prey caught in a trap. The more you struggle and the weaker you are, the closer death will be to you."

　　 Cang Jingkong’s voice turned into glamorous and erosive again, as if it was a fox demon full of charm: "Hehe, do you want me to be father?"

　　 "Call it."

　　 Lin Beichen laughed and said: "Call a few more and listen."

　　 He collapsed his breath, narrowed the flame range, and slowly accumulated energy.

　　 "Hee hee, then as you wish."

　　 "Dad."

　　 "Dad."

　　 "Dad..."

　　 "I called so many times, can you catch where I stand?"

　　 The fascinating Wushuang voice, with fascinating power, was constantly coming from all directions, and the sound came to my ears, constantly eroding Lin Beichen's will.

　　 "I haven't caught...you will call it louder soon?"

　　 Lin Beichen kept vocalizing.

　　 Wind needles invisible to the naked eye continuously pierced into Lin Beichen's body.

　　 The blood mist sprayed wildly.

　　 Lin Beichen's black clothes and black armor instantly turned blood red.

　　 The bridge floor under my feet was stained red with blood.

　　 "Unexpectedly, one day, I will be shot like this by a woman... Is this a debt payment?"

　　 He stood there, motionless, as if he had lost the ability to resist.

　　 "Daddy, dad, dad... haven't heard enough yet?"

　　 Cang Jingkong’s voice seemed to sound in his ears: "Go to death, okay...hearing deprivation."

　　Leaving hearing is to use charm and magic sound to completely corrode the will of Jian Xiaoyao.

　　Even if she took the lead, she trapped Jian Xiaoyao in the [Missing Self Array] from the beginning, and Cang Jingkong had to admit that this person was the most difficult enemy she had ever encountered.

　　 Until then, she finally felt the arrival of victory.

　　Hearing, smell, sight, unconsciousness, touch...

　　 Five sense deprivation, finally completed.

　　 Next——

　　 can completely end this hunt.

　　 Outside the formation.

　　 Cang Jingkong breathed out slowly, controlled the power of the formation, and slowly condensed a wind knife.

　　 This is a wind knife that has never appeared before.

　　 A half-meter long wind knife with a perfect streamlined arc composed of countless divine symbols and flashing like silver.

　　Artifact [Wind Yin].

　　 It broke through the air and slashed Lin Beichen's eyebrows.

　　 The picture of the big devil being divided into two seems to have appeared.

　　 "Everything is over...Huh?"

　　 Cang Jingkong, who was holding the overall situation, suddenly let out an exclamation.

　　 Because at this moment, an unexpected change occurred in the formation.