Chapter 167: Gradually Clear Memories (3)

Blackthorn's strength was very strong, otherwise he wouldn't have just seen the afterimage and repelled him with one punch.

"Su Lin, you ......"

Before Mu Xue Feiyan's words were finished, Su Lin interrupted directly.

"I know this monster is very strong, but I can't retreat, I want to kill the imp with my own hands, if I retreat the shemale, I will die."

Although he is not a virgin, he can't stand it, others die because of himself.

"My path, never back!"

Mu Xue Feiyan hesitated a little before slowly speaking: "His eyes are the most fatal weakness."

"Whew!"

The aura in Su Lin's body healed the injury in his abdomen, and he looked up at the black thorn sickle.

"Come, fight!"

The black thorn scythe suddenly came to Su Lin in front of Su Lin in place.

Su Lin's pupils locked, and as soon as he reacted, the black thorn sickle had already come to him.

"So fast."

Su Lin clenched his fists, raised his arms, and the dantian ran quickly, blasting out with one punch.

"Ants."

The black thorn sickle laughed evilly, and the flesh fist rushed towards Su Lin, and the two collided, making a muffled sound. 35xs

"Poof."

Su Lin spit out a mouthful of blood, his arm was in severe pain, he held back the pain, and grabbed the arm of the black thorn sickle with his left hand without hesitation.

"Sting."

The palm of his hand was cut by the sharp blade of the black scythe, and the hot pain irritated his palm.

Su Lin gritted his teeth, forcibly raised his right hand, and rushed towards the eyes of the black thorn sickle.

"Weak."

The Black Thorn Scythe wrapped one hand around Su Lin's fist and kicked Su Lin in the chest.

"Boom!"

Su Lin fell to the ground, and the pain in his chest made him almost faint.

"This monster is so strong."

His left hand was propped up on the ground, and with just one punch, the bones in his right hand were almost shattered.

"Su Lin, withdraw!"

The Black Thorn Scythe can't be defeated, and there is a little ghost eyeing the tiger, this war, a dead end.

"Su Lin, you don't care about me, leave quickly, please."

Although the shemale didn't know how strong the Black Thorn Scythe was, she could see that Su Lin was not an opponent.

"From today onwards, we are friends."

Su Lin glanced at the shemale, slowly stood up, and looked at the black thorn sickle.

"Woo...... Hurry up, go! ”

The shemale was in tears, trembling all over, and wanted to rush over.

"Haha, it's really affectionate, don't worry, neither of you can leave."

Since the little ghost became a ghost keeper, his temperament has changed greatly, but he doesn't care, strength is eternal.

"Since we're friends, I can't die without help."

Su Lin roared angrily and rushed towards the Black Thorn Scythe, maybe he would be defeated, maybe he would die, but he was worthy of his heart.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

"Demon Slash!"

The two black knives on the arm detached from the black scythe's arm, and the aura spread on the black knife, rushing towards Su Lin with a terrifying coercion.

"Su Lin quickly dodge, the Ghost Void Realm has been able to flexibly use spiritual power, and you can't stop the Demon Immortal."

Mu Xue Feiyan roared madly in Su Lin's body, but Su Lin's calm eyes did not have the slightest wave.

"Since you can't stop it, then don't stop it."

As soon as Su Lin's voice fell, he rushed over without hesitation.

"What? You are crazy? ”

Mu Xue Feiyan can maintain her state of mind in the face of anything, but she can only meet the man she has been looking for all her life.

"Don't worry, I won't die."

There was a hint of madness in Su Lin's calm eyes.

The black knife rushed at him, and he ignored it and stabbed him in the thigh.

"Sting."

The black knife pierced through Su Lin's thigh.

"Hiss~"

Su Lin gritted his teeth, his figure did not stop, and continued to rush over.

Another black knife stabbed him in the heart, Su Lin's pupils were locked, he knew that he couldn't dodge, and the figure moved slightly to the right.

"Sting."

A knife stabbed him in the shoulder, and blood rushed wildly.

"Fist of War."

The aura in Su Lin's body was running wildly, and the blood-colored aura was condensed on the fist.

"Black Thorn Scythe, Death."

Su Lin roared angrily, facing his injured body, and the spiritual power on his fist filled the surrounding air.

He traded his injuries just to find a slight opportunity.

"What?"

The Black Thorn Scythe's face changed, and at this time, Su Lin rushed to his eyes with a punch.

"Give me death."

A punch slammed into Blackthorn's eye.

"Bang!"

The black scythe flew out upside down in an instant, black blood flowed out of its eyes, and the black scythe covered its eyes with one hand and roared angrily.

Su Lin half-knelt on the ground, panting heavily, three blood holes, blood kept coming, pale cheeks, without a trace of blood.

"Aren't you dead yet?"

Su Lin muttered, staring at the black thorn sickle.

"It's close, but you're exhausted now, let me come."

There was a slight tremor in Mu Xue Feiyan's voice, two realms away, and she was about to kill the Black Thorn Scythe, which was enough to be proud.

"Nope."

Su Lin refused, the danger he faced in the future may be even more difficult, what should he do if Mu Xue Feiyan is not?

He wants to get rid of his enemies with his own hands.

"You ......"

Mu Xue Feiyan sighed, eager to get rid of these ants with her own hands.

"Keep fighting!"

Su Lin dragged his scarred body and rushed over without hesitation.

"Battle Fist!"

Su Lin's hideous cheeks have an unyielding will, he has long been in a coma from his current injuries, but he can rely on a strong will to survive hard.

"Ant, give me death."

The black thorn scythe closed his eyes, and his aura was running wildly, and he was bound to kill Su Lin with one punch.

"Come on!"

Su Lin is ambitious, and his thin figure no one knows how much energy it contains.

"Bang!"

Inside the abandoned parking lot, there was a deafening sound, the eardrums of the little ghosts were hurting, and the terrifying air currents were running around.

"Poof."

Su Lin's arm burst out of blood, the blood at the corner of his mouth flowed out without money, and his body fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

The blackthorn scythe screamed, its body fell to the ground, dying, and then closed its eyes.

"It's serious enough."

Su Lin grinned, no matter what, the black thorn sickle was dead, and he was still alive.

He felt like his bones were about to fall apart, and it hurt to die even if he moved, but he had to stand up.

"Ahh

Su Lin's distorted cheeks forcibly supported his body, and his eyes stared at the little ghost.

At this time, Mu Xue Feiyan's words sounded in his ears.

"Su Lin drank the blood of the Black Thorn Scythe."

"What?"

Su Lin was a little confused, but he didn't hesitate to rush to the side of the black thorn sickle's body.

Devouring the blood of the Black Thorn Scythe one by one, the blood entered his mouth, almost making Su Lin spit it out, and the taste was really disgusting.

"Su Lin, don't run the dantian, let the blood absorb in the internal organs."

The little ghost frowned, and a bad premonition permeated his heart.

"We can't wait any longer."

As soon as the little ghost's words fell, he came to Su Lin in a blink of an eye.

Su Lin felt a strong killing intent behind him, quickly turned his head, and punched the little ghost.

"Bang!"

Su Lin took a few steps back, looked at the little ghost, and locked the little ghost with crazy killing intent.

The little ghost felt Su Lin's killing intent and smiled weirdly.

"Su Lin, our brothers, can't wait to kill me?"

Su Lin sneered and looked at the little ghost with disdain.

"You don't deserve to be my brother, let's make a break between us."

"Alas, why fight and kill, as long as you surrender to Yang Shao, he can give you strength, and the two of us are still brothers."

Su Lin shrugged, the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled evilly.

"Become a human and a ghost? Litter! ”

Su Lin spit out a mouthful of sticky phlegm, his fists clenched tightly, and rushed over without hesitation.

"If you were in your heyday, I was not your opponent, but now, you are not worthy."

(End of chapter)