Is he a warrior or a capable one? Wang Lin wanted to ask, but her brain and throat seemed to be contained, so that she couldn't react, and at the moment when her eyes gradually turned gray, she saw the condensed flames attacking her directly.

"It's over......" It was only at this time that Wang Lin could fully understand the incredible stunned look in the eyes of the gatekeepers, this feeling of being slaughtered by others was really bad, but there was nothing he could do.

At the last moment when his eyes lost color, Wang Lin vaguely saw a familiar figure with a slightly nervous look blocking in front of him.

This figure is so familiar, this breath is so familiar! He seemed to be saying something.

"Wang Lin! Wake up! ”

"Huh!" When Wang Lin's familiar voice sounded, a stream of blood also surged directly onto her pretty cheeks.

Touched by this sudden crimson, Wang Lin's dim eyes finally improved, and she opened her eyes suddenly, she saw a face that had become extremely familiar because of the past few days of getting along, but now his face was frighteningly white, and his chest was pierced by a hand, which still had a trace of burning breath.

"Snort~" A bloody breath filled the empty hands around him.

Zhao Yi was looking at Wang Lin in front of him with a pale face at the moment, and Wang Lin still looked like he had lost his soul, Zhao Yi opened his mouth to shout, but he couldn't wake up the beautiful face in front of him.

Helpless, Zhao Yi had no choice but to urge the current in his body and gently stroked Wang Lin's head.

"Huh~" An unguarded, cluster of flames that pierced through Zhao Yi's chest was like a wild dragon, and he rushed forward again.

Forgetting about this fork, Zhao Yi smiled bitterly, and the right hand that was originally on Wang Lin's shoulder was quickly withdrawn, and he held the flame that was delusional to move forward.

Just now, after Zhao Yi easily eliminated the second man in black, he really heard Wang Lin's exclamation, the casual clothes in front of him turned out to be a martial artist? All this was also unexpected by Zhao Yi, maybe they all guessed wrong, or maybe there is more than one casual wear? But the figure and dress of the person in front of him are almost no different from those in the video of Yucheng University, and for a while, Zhao Yi also has some insufficient brain capacity, and he has a series of ideas in his mind, but he denies it himself.

Looking at it again, he found that Wang Lin's eyes were blankly frozen, and in an instant, a surprised thought flashed in Zhao Yi's mind, but unfortunately he didn't have time to think about it anymore.

Wang Lin seemed to have lost six souls and seven spirits at this moment, completely like a live target, and the flame of casual clothes was obviously completed, urging the attack to be ready to attack.

"Damn it!" Zhao Yi cursed secretly, and kicked sideways towards the last man in black, using the man in black as a springboard, and quickly swept towards Wang Lin.

OK! When Zhao Yi landed in front of Wang Lin with lightning speed, the attack of casual clothes had not yet been implemented, but this relaxed thought only existed in Zhao Yi's mind for a short second.

In the next moment, it was replaced by a coolness that ran through the body and a suffocating feeling that the chest rose and fell with each other.

Now, casual clothes are still trying to snatch a few more points forward from Zhao Yi's body, which hurts Wang Lin by the way.

However, how could Zhao Yi, who had managed to avoid Wang Lin getting hurt, let his casual clothes succeed?

Zhao Yi resisted the punch of casual clothes, his body quickly pulled out, and in a reflexive body, he blocked Wang Lin behind him, and his right hand climbed directly onto the hand of casual clothes, pouring all his strength to prevent him from succeeding again.

Looking at the flames caught in his right hand, and then thinking of Wang Lin's series of lost souls, Zhao Yi's originally pale face couldn't help but be a little whiter, he always remembered that Wang Lin said to himself that the first condition for becoming a martial artist is that he can't be an ability, unless there are some special exercises, is this world so small? The first event you handled by yourself could encounter such a special existence?

Although Zhao Yi had not experienced everything that Wang Lin had experienced just now, he had seen it and heard it really, Wang Lin's expression was obviously attacked by inexplicable spiritual power, and the martial artist that Wang Lin shouted just now, Zhao Yi also listened to it in his heart.

"Oh? Are you all right? But you should be at the end of your crossbow by now. Casual clothes looked at the pale face in front of him, the original contempt was reduced a little, and a faint appreciation appeared on his face.

"Your expression is really annoying." Zhao Yi's slightly pale face struggled to squeeze out a smile, which seemed to be sarcastic and indifferent.

The shock brought to Zhao Yi by the hand exposed in casual clothes is incomparable, if it weren't for Wang Lin's scream, Zhao Yi might mistakenly think that casual clothes are a person with fire control ability, this martial artist is indeed weird, with this hand alone, Zhao Yi is already surprised.

Although the opponent's strength has not been fully displayed, at this time, Zhao Yi is clasping the hand of casual clothes, and as soon as the conversation turns, the smile that just appeared is gone, followed by a cold atmosphere.

"If you think it's going to end like this, you're wrong!"

Casual clothes looked at Zhao Yi's coldness, no matter how arrogant he was, he couldn't help but shudder at the moment, and when his arrogance was removed, he wanted to withdraw his hand again, but found that Zhao Yi climbed on his hand, like an iron tong, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"Me! I won't let you do anything wrong! After saying this, Zhao Yi's face turned a little whiter, and at this time it can really be described as bloodless.

Although Zhao Yi looked weak, his casual clothes were shocked, and although his face was weak, his strength was undiminished.

"Whew!"

Not good! Casual clothes felt the coldness of his arms, and shouted in his heart, at this time, he had no contempt for the young man in front of him.

The current guided by his arm had exceeded the expectations of casual clothes, and he couldn't believe that this was something that a person whose chest had been pierced could still do, what kind of power could make him stand like a green pine after such a heavy blow?

But at this time, casual clothes don't have more time to think about this, the current has come out, although it is only a short second, but it is not difficult for him to react, at the moment, he does not hesitate, sacrifices the protective shield refined by the ultimate master, and wraps his hand firmly. Martial arts, not only martial arts urging and training amplification, protective shield is also a very domineering means, although it can't play an absolute defensive role in some high-tech, but it can reduce the buffer and alleviate the damage.

Of course, all this is due to common sense, but if it is really calculated according to common sense, Zhao Yi should not even be able to touch the placket of casual clothes. Zhao Yi was able to grab the arm of casual clothes, completely thanks to the light enemies of casual clothes and Zhao Yi's own willpower, the ultimate martial artist is not so weak.

"Die! I'm not going to let you hurt anyone else! ”

A word, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, came out with a majestic current.

As the current poured out, Zhao Yi's body was obviously paralyzed, but his hands were still clenched, and he didn't want to let go of anything.

The training he received was just regular special training, and it was natural to fight against those few black-clothed people like elms, but the casual clothes in front of him could never be described by ordinary people's means, Zhao Yi saw the transparent solid of the shallow arms of the casual clothes, and released all the power he could control.

With such different means, Zhao Yi doesn't know how many casual clothes there are, but now! This is the perfect opportunity to trade your life for, and if you miss it, how can you make up for it?

Desperate, crying, and dazed faces crossed Zhao Yi's mind, Zhao Yi gritted his teeth, poked up his free left hand, and also climbed into the arm of casual clothes.

There are not many opportunities like this, and if you take a photo with casual clothes, it is estimated that the end will be not much different from Wang Lin.

In that case, one blow! Kill him with just one blow with all your might, even if it costs with your life!

"Whew!"

"Ahhh Zhao Yi was hustling with his last remaining physical strength, and at his fingertips, countless currents came out one after another, stabbing the surrounding heaven and earth!

After encountering a short blank head, under the condition of Zhao Yi urging the current, Wang Lin gradually came back to her senses, but as soon as she opened her eyes, the scene in front of her instantly stunned her.

Is it for yourself? How could Zhao Yi be for himself? I don't usually show him a face, and I don't treat him very well, and I have only been with him for a few days.

At this moment, Zhao Yi stood straight, and the dazzling blue light diffused from all parts of his body, which was mixed with a lot of blood.

Wang Lin looked at the solid back, the flawless muscles were empty of a blood hole, the blood kept flowing out, and he wanted to do something but couldn't take a step.

The condition of casual clothes at this time is not much better than Zhao Yi, originally he thought that no matter how strong the current is, he sacrificed a protective shield, even if he was injured, he could save his strength.

It's just that all of this has come to naught when he meets this monster-like young man in front of him, and his protective shield doesn't seem to be enough to resist this dazzling light that continues to overflow, so if he goes on like this, not to mention his hands, even his own life has to be confessed here, this feeling of life and death has only appeared twice in his life, and he met Zhao Yi once, and the other time has been decades ago.

Although casual clothes are ruthless, their own strength is not for nothing, and if they can enter the ultimate rank, how can they be general? The ups and downs of life have long been accustomed to it, although some are unwilling, but after all, they are underestimated enemies.

gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, casual clothes were sideways, and his spare hand exerted 12 points of strength, and he unloaded his buckled arm alive.

The arm had been separated from the body, and the effect of the protective shield was naturally gone, and in a second, the arm that had just been removed turned to ashes under the blue light.

Casual clothes still have the arrogant look he had at the beginning, and he didn't know when there was a little more fear on his face. The relationship between the hunter and the prey has been reversed unconsciously, although the hunter is not in a good state.

"Hahahaha!" Looking at the dissipating arms, the eyes of the casual wear were full of bright red, and he laughed arrogantly. Although the hunter relationship has been reversed, and he has paid the lesson of blood, now, how can Zhao Yi still have a little strength to fight? The identity of this hunter has finally returned to himself.

failed, Zhao Yi listened to the piercing laughter, but he couldn't make any moves, just now he had exhausted all his strength, but what he didn't expect was that casual clothes would fold his arms to preserve.

Sighing slightly, Zhao Yi only felt that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

It's just that at this time, even if you are unwilling, it is useless!