A long, long time ago, when Lin Xuanyuan was still very young, the moment he got the peak method, Lin Xuanyuan understood that in his life, as long as he was alive, he would face countless battles.

The most dangerous desperate predicament.

The most tragic life-and-death struggle.

The most brutal way to grow.

At that time, Lin Xuanyuan, who had not yet fully grown up, had only one wish.

Not revenge.

Revenge?

This wish was too extravagant for him at that time.

His only wish is to live and become stronger.

Lin Xuanyuan had hundreds of scars on his body, up and down, crisscrossing them, some from swords, some from bullets, some shrapnel that flew into his body after the explosion of explosives, and the traces left by the claws of wild beasts.

The blood stains have long since cooled, and the pain has disappeared, but the wounds on his body have been silently witnessing Lin Xuanyuan's growth and the process of him becoming stronger.

Eight, ten, fifteen, eighteen, twenty, twenty-three.

Along the way, Lin Xuanyuan's life was not without warmth and laughter, and the cold, bloody, and cruel tone always occupied most of the place in his heart.

Xuanyuan is a vein, the pinnacle method.

Regardless of any consequences, it stimulates every inch of the human body's potential, exploding, overdrafting, exploding, and overdrawing.

Against the sky, against the people.

In this kind of process, if you can survive, it is considered luck, and if you can't survive, you will die.

Twenty-three-year-old earthquake level, how can it be possible to do this step without paying a huge price?!

Lin Xuanyuan has grown all the way, and his strength has continued to improve, but the strongest place inside and outside his body is not a speed known to the world.

It's the mind!

Cold, firm, cruel, and will never waver in the face of any situation!

He is not afraid of anything, strong opponents, weak opponents, no matter who stands in front of him, no matter how bad his body is, he will choose to fight.

Fight, only fight!

What about serious injuries?

Not to mention that the royal family's high-grade genetic potion temporarily brought him back to his peak state, even without this thing, he would not flinch in the slightest.

I can still move, I can still fight!

Fight to the death!

Don't say a red robe, even if he is facing Adolf in his heyday at this time, he has the courage to fight!

Never run away, never compromise, never retreat.

Rather bend than bend.

This is Lin Xuanyuan's style, maybe very stupid, maybe very reckless, but this is the style, and he has already been a god of war who dares to assassinate the emperor!

Lin Xuanyuan's body became more and more straight, and the killing intent on his body kept expanding forward, and his momentum was high, and he was approaching Adelaide, the red-robed red-robed Adelaide with a pale look that was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"Name. ”

Lin Xuanyuan said lightly, but his footsteps did not stop at all.

Bakir, who was holding Adelaide, subconsciously took a step back, then stood up again, and said with a smile: "I'm Bakker, and you seem to have injured my brother." ”

Adelaide's body was constantly trembling under the support of Buckle, although it didn't seem to be a big problem on the surface, Buckle understood that Adelaide's injury was definitely not light.

"Want to avenge him?"

Lin Xuanyuan continued to move forward, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

"There is this idea. ”

Buckle squinted his eyes and smiled, his voice coquettish.

"Be careful, the opponent's attack is very strong, but he was already seriously injured, and he was able to maintain his peak condition, most likely taking the genetic potion of the royal family-Burst. Although the theoretical time of the outbreak was half an hour, after a fierce battle, the opponent could not hold out for long. ”

Adelaide said fiercely, but his voice was a little weak.

"Just leave it to me. ”

Baker smiled softly, stretched out his finger and pointed at Xuanyuan Qinghuan not far away, and smiled: "The premise is that you help me take down my woman." ”

"Yes. ”

Adelaide said without hesitation, although he was seriously injured, Xuanyuan Qinghuan was also not much better, at least it was easier to deal with than Lin Xuanyuan.

"Suffered?"

While the two brothers Adelaide and Buckle were talking, Lin Xuanyuan also stopped and turned his head to look at Xuanyuan Qinghuan.

"Can't die. ”

Xuanyuan Qinghuan said in a cold tone: "This guy is very difficult to entangle, Yuheng's peerless finger wrapping is specialized in overcoming rigidity with softness, and fighting with him must leave three points of strength." ”

"Wrap your fingers around and overcome rigidity with softness?"

The playfulness in Lin Xuanyuan's eyes flashed away, and his figure suddenly rushed!

The moment he moved, Adelaide and Bakkel also moved.

The red robe rushed straight towards Xuanyuan Qinghuan.

And the black robe rushed towards Lin Xuanyuan.

The figures of the two collided violently.

The speed is reduced.

Burst of power!

Knee raise.

Lin Xuanyuan pressed the shoulders of the black robe with both hands, pressed down, and slammed his knees directly into the opponent's chest.

Finger!

Lin Xuanyuan's knees, the first thing he touched was his fingers.

And it's a single finger.

The light fingers slashed along Lin Xuanyuan's thigh with his strength, and then the five fingers opened and pressed down against his strength.

To put it mildly, Lin Xuanyuan's raised knee suddenly froze.

Dramatically reduced in strength.

Lin Xuanyuan jumped up without hesitation, pressed the fingers of the other party's shoulder slightly, his body took off, and his knees hit forward at the same time.

"Whew!"

The speed at which the body burst out in an instant was very airy, and it rubbed violently.

The wind blows.

Bakker's face ached for a while, the five fingers of his left hand were opened, directly supporting Lin Xuanyuan's knees, the whole person took advantage of the situation to retreat, and the scepter in his right hand was also picked up with all his strength, and it smashed directly into Lin Xuanyuan's head while retreating.

Lin Xuanyuan did not move with heaven behind him.

Raise one hand.

The crystal clear but extremely sharp red face collided fiercely with the scepter in Bakker's hand.

The huge force smashed down from top to bottom, Lin Xuanyuan's body sank, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Baker hadn't even seen if the other party had stood firm, Lin Xuanyuan had already thrown his leg directly over and smashed his head down!

Violent.

Buckle finally understood what Adelaide meant by this fierce word, which was not a single finger of the opponent's strength and speed, but the sense of chaos after the combination of the opponent's strength and speed.

Lin Xuanyuan's attack was completely arbitrary.

His reaction speed is too fast, or rather, any of his movements are in the human instinct, and the conditioned reflex is generally made, what the next moment is, Lin Xuanyuan himself doesn't know, every action he makes is the action that can cause the greatest damage under the conditions at that time, and the attack is also the most convenient and difficult to guard against.

Fists, palms, claws, elbows, knees, legs, feet.

Attacking at will, for Lin Xuanyuan himself, it is the most perfect attack rhythm, this is a terrifying instinct that has been tempered in countless death battles, and it cannot be replicated.

Too fast, too messy, too violent.

Lin Xuanyuan's speed and strength were already above Xuanyuan Qinghuan, whether it was rhythm or strength, the pressure on Baker was much greater than that of Xuanyuan Qinghuan, and his unbelievable attack angle made Baker even more anxious.

Wrap your fingers around the soft?

This thing is really awesome, but at present, Bakkel has not even figured out the angle of the opponent's attack, and the reaction speed can only barely keep up with the opponent's attack speed.

The second-ranked martial arts supreme of the earthquake level.

This ranking doesn't seem to be convincing in front of people of Adolf Xuanyuan Longyin's level, but when it is placed on people like the black robe and the red robe, it is truly worthy of the name!

Pinnacle Method: Nocturnal Technique!

Lin Xuanyuan's domineering movements instantly became silent, but the angle of the attack became more and more tricky, and the figure flickered, and it had already appeared on the side of Backer, and with one hand, it directly bypassed Backer's neck, and grabbed the opponent's neck from the back of his neck.

Buckle subconsciously took a step forward to avoid Lin Xuanyuan's palm, but Lin Xuanyuan had moved forward silently with one foot, Buckle was caught off guard, stumbled, and before he could stand firmly, the red-faced blade in Lin Xuanyuan's hand had stabbed straight into the back of the opponent's heart.

In a hurry, Baker waved the scepter in his hand vigorously, and Lin Xuanyuan leaned back slightly, grabbing Buckle's wrist with one hand.

Leaning back, Buckle's body, which was originally forward, was suddenly dragged again, and the dagger in Lin Xuanyuan's hand also held the opponent's scepter, and slashed down along the scepter.

Bakir's fingers were in sharp pain instantly, and the finger holding the scepter was drenched in blood from the blade of the red face in an instant, and the wound was extremely deep, and the white bones could almost be seen.

If you hadn't dodged quickly, your fingers might have to say goodbye to your palms.

Buckle was in a cold sweat, struggling to get out of Lin Xuanyuan's control, but Lin Xuanyuan's body did not straighten up after avoiding the scepter, but continued to lean back, Buckle's other hand that had been dragged by Lin Xuanyuan suddenly straightened, Lin Xuanyuan's wrist shook slightly, and Bakker's whole person was directly pulled over, and he lost his balance staggeringly.

"Pounce!"

Lin Xuanyuan's smile was cold, and at the moment when he leaned back to the bottom, he propped up with one foot on the ground, and his body quickly rose.

Backer's body was still falling.

The two approached quickly.

Is this bastard trying to kiss me?

In the midst of the panic, a ridiculous idea came to Bakker's mind, which was quite out of place but quite humorous.

The heads of the two were instantly close.

"Bang!"

Lin Xuanyuan lowered his head slightly, and his forehead slammed into Baker's face covered by black robes.

That part is the nose.

Kiss?

The thought is disgusting.

The idea of Baker had just come out, the sound of the bridge of his nose breaking had already sounded, and the intense pain accompanied by the surging nosebleed rushed out in an instant, Baker snorted in pain, and subconsciously reached out to cover it, but Lin Xuanyuan's dagger swung over again and slashed at his fingers.

"Bastard!"

Buckle slammed backwards and roared, "How is this possible?!"

I can't tell when it started, all his actions seem to be expected by the other party, and the other party's counterattack is so calm, although the way he broke his nose with his head just now is a little indecent, but Buckle feels that the other party has calculated everything in advance, and all the counterattacks that he may have made are mastered by the other party.

How is this possible?!

Buckle regressed.

Lin Xuanyuan charged without hesitation, clinging to Bakker's body, and shot wildly.

Yes, that's what it feels like.

Buckle tried his best to resist, but the feeling of powerlessness in his heart became more and more apparent.

Every move of his own seemed to be really expected by the other party, and it seemed that it was because Bakr felt that the other party's attack was not too strong.

Some of his counterattacks just now, if the other party could really expect it, Bakker thought slightly, if this was really the case, then in the moments just now, he was almost 100% sure that he would be put to death.

He didn't believe that Lin Xuanyuan would not have this eyesight.

But the other party didn't do it at all, he was still attacking, and his shots were still violent.

Is everything their own delusion?

Baker gritted his teeth, took small steps back, and then suddenly took a big stride, his movements were as fast as lightning, and he roared and threw his leg towards Lin Xuanyuan.

"Bang!"

Lin Xuanyuan's fist smashed directly on Buckle's ankle, and the fist instantly stretched out, grabbed Buckle's shout, and slammed it on the ground.

His back collided violently with the hard pavement, and Bakker's internal organs shook violently, and the blood from the corners of his mouth flowed more and more rapidly.

Again.

That's it.

Buckle was filled with a sense of powerlessness in his heart, as if the other party really seemed to have calculated his every attack.

It's just that if he really calculates clearly, why doesn't Lin Xuanyuan use a more drastic way to completely seriously injure or kill himself in one move?

Or rather

Bakker's heart shook suddenly, and he finally understood what was going on.

The other party did calculate his next counterattack, but he did not completely calculate accurately, after all, it is now a suppressed situation, Bakker himself does not know what he is going to do next, all counterattacks are instinctive reactions, theoretically speaking, there are several possibilities for how the next instinct dominates the body to make a counterattack.

And what Lin Xuanyuan calculated was these countless possibilities, his attack seemed to be violent, but in fact it was the safest method, after seeing his own shot, he could quickly determine a counterattack that was only 'possible', and then the last to come first, continue to suppress himself.

This method will not hurt you with a single move, but you can always take advantage of it and maximize the damage.

How is this done?

Bakkel looked puzzled, both of them were world-shattering, if they could know the opponent's specific attack methods at the moment of the opponent's move, then how could they continue to fight?

It's simply not possible.

But now, Lin Xuanyuan has done it.

How is this possible?!

The battle intent in Lin Xuanyuan's eyes was completely boiling, but the sneer on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

Pinnacle Method: Nocturnal Technique.

As the top-level assassination technique of the Xuanyuan lineage, the nocturnal technique actually does not have much explosive power and destructive power, and if you calculate it seriously, the instantaneous outbursts of the two great masteries of the hurricane leg and the sword light shifting array are stronger than the nocturnal technique.

Nocturnal, the scariest part, lies in the rhythm.

Or to put it more bluntly, nocturnal walking itself is a kind of combat rhythm.

Use the most furious attacks to drag the opponent directly into your own combat rhythm, and use the most convenient attack angle to block most of the opponent's counterattacks, leaving only a small room for the opponent to counterattack.

In this case, there are only a few effective ways left in the opponent's next battle, which are naturally easy to deduce, and then the last strike comes first, and the opponent is suppressed until death.

Rhythm.

This is the soul of nocturnalism.

Once caught in this rhythm and not detected in time, the side with the nocturnal technique can almost be said to be invincible.

And in the absence of a one-hit kill, nocturnal walking is also the most economical way to save physical exertion.

The last to come, each attack can also take advantage, in the case that the effect of the genetic medicine is about to disappear, and Lin Xuanyuan is seriously injured and lacks physical strength, this is the most perfect way to fight.

Yes, Lin Xuanyuan's physical strength is a little insufficient.

Buckle also felt this.

The opponent's attack has lost the violent lethality of the beginning.

Buckle was pleasantly surprised in his heart, as long as he left the rhythm of the other party, it was time for him to fight back.

Kill the God of War!

Kill the second-ranked Martial Arts Supreme in the Earthquake Class!

Bakker's breath became hot.

He took a deep breath, roared violently, and began to struggle violently.

It is necessary to disrupt the rhythm of this battle of the other side.

Fighting, rushing, retreating, rolling, rolling, lying down.

Buckle took the trouble to try, and he couldn't care less about such things as ugly posture and no grace.

In the end, after breaking away from Lin Xuanyuan's battle rhythm, Baker was already crumbling, and most of the black robes on his body were scattered.

Buckle gasped violently, and instead of anger, he was laughing in the face of his embarrassment.

At the last moment, he clearly sensed the weakness of Lin Xuanyuan's physical strength and the slowdown in his attack speed, so that he could get out of that terrifying rhythm.

And once he gets out, Lin Xuanyuan, is there still a chance?

"Is there no physical strength? His Highness the God of War, hehe, it is indeed terrifying, but it is a pity that after tonight, there will be no more God of War King in the world!"

Buckle gasped violently, and quietly reached out and pulled out a delicate button, crushed it, and intended to swallow it.

As long as he swallowed the medicine in his hand, within an hour, he could once again have the combat power of his peak state.

Although there is a period of weakness, what is it compared to killing the god of war Lin Xuanyuan?

Buckle slowly stepped back, the button hidden tightly in his right hand holding the weapon, and under the cover of the weapon, he quietly crushed the button, and the powder was gently scattered in the palm of his hand.

"You're talking too much nonsense. ”

Baker just wanted to raise his hand and swallow the medicine in his hand, but Lin Xuanyuan's voice had already sounded.

Along with the voice, it was his body.

Charge!

The all-out charge of the God of War King!

Close to the body.

In Bakel's drastic change in his expression, Lin Xuanyuan used his last physical strength to explode desperately!

Just as he killed Bolton the Guardian of the Skull and Bones in the UK, he did when he killed Rodriguez the Destroyer at the Dark Dawn Secret Service Team base in the United States a few months ago.

The strongest burst that belongs to the god of war.

This outbreak is called release.

During the bloody battle in the United States, the will of the fourfold god of war that hypnotist Linglong exerted on Lin Xuanyuan's mind seemed to have collapsed, but in fact, it had always existed, and after all the spiritual attention was completely condensed together, Lin Xuanyuan's pupils instantly dilated and spread.

In the next moment, the dense attacks like a torrential rain all fell on Bakir.

Full, near-overdraft utilization of the limbs.

At this time, Lin Xuanyuan was an out-and-out war machine.

Punches, elbows, knees, legs and feet, countless attacks fell on Bakker almost at the same time.

It is violent and aggressive enough to destroy everything.

"Ahhhh

Under the cover of night, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly sounded, terrible and unwilling.

Adelaide, who had barely suppressed Xuanyuan Qinghuan's red-robed body, trembled slightly, subconsciously turned his head, and his pupils contracted instantly.

In his sight, scarlet sword light and red blood beads rose into the sky almost at the same time.

Above the blood.

Above the sword light.

The whole arm wrapped in a black robe, still holding the copper-colored scepter tightly, flew into the night sky.

Blood kept spilling.

The war began less than ten minutes ago.

Black-robed Buckle.

Broken arm!