Lin Sen's sword was useless, and he was not discouraged, and his right hand vibrated rapidly and turned into a phantom.

Countless half-moon-shaped swords were superimposed and slashed in the same position, and the sharpness of the sword was full of sharpness.

The skin of the finger belly cracked a lot, Lin Sen's eyes lit up, the true element nature changed from yang to yin, the cold mist rose instantly, and the blue ice and snow cold air penetrated into the finger belly.

The fingers stiffened for a moment, and the knock on the door seemed to be snapped, and the protruding knuckles slammed down.

This time, as if the mountain is quiet and empty, it seems to have the meaning of martial arts transcendence, slim, hidden and heavy, hitting Lin Sen's long sword, making a crisp sound of "ding".

Lin Sen snorted, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand suddenly exploded, blood splattering everywhere.

He endured the pain of drilling his heart, and only then did he grasp the long sword with the strength of his five fingers, and the Yin and Yang True Yuan moved rapidly at the wound, repairing the injury.

The owner of the finger was unforgiving, and the finger that was clasped suddenly flicked, and the fingertip bounced out with a sharp roar, and there was a strong shock in the void.

Lin Sen turned around, and the Qingxia around him spun, like a lotus blossom dancing, exquisite, swinging his fingertips, flashing out of the attack range.

Unexpectedly, the finger was as soft as a boneless, and it slapped Lin Sen's chest with his fingernails, and the sound of the air flow was like tearing silk.

Lin Sen was no longer able to dodge, so he crossed the long sword in time, and put his left hand on the sword, exerting force with both hands at the same time.

The fingernails hit the spirit sword Xiaoqing, and a violent dragon groan sounded violently, and the sword body made a creaking sound and bent into a U-shape, but in the end it survived, and the strength of this spirit sword was really extraordinary.

Lin Sen stepped on the void and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, spurting blood with each step, but he was embarrassed to dissolve the force.

His eyes are still calm, and there is no trace of panic and anxiety in his heart, the more dangerous he is, the calmer he is, which is a good quality brought by him who has experienced a hundred battles in his previous life.

Lin Sen's sea of consciousness was wide open, and countless green string-like divine thoughts flew out, and with the help of it, he sensed the surroundings. In the distance, waves of air were rolling, revealing terror. The fingers were retracted, as if ready to pop out again. And in this space of battle, the earth is cracked, the sky is dark, and one finger penetrates the sky and the earth, which seems to contain some kind of rhythm.

At this moment, Lin Sen seemed to be integrated into heaven and earth, feeling the laws between heaven and earth.

Kill!

A cold sword qi **** came out, echoing the wind and thunder, and the surrounding heaven and earth were solemn, sharp and sharp.

The sword qi seemed to have walked through a mysterious trajectory, not a straight line, nor an arc, but a zigzag "road", but this made it impossible for fingers to catch its movements.

The sword qi pierced through the turbulent air flow from the weak point, avoided the covering of the nails, and slashed towards the first joint of the fingers.

The glow flashed again, covering his fingers, trying to block the sword light's attack.

But the sword light only trembled slightly, and it slashed in from the weak point of the ghost.

Dugu Sword Intent!

The sword qi that chopped the waves finally slashed to the fingers, and suddenly the green qi filled the air, swirling around. A green lotus bloomed, and the grinding disc seemed to wear away the flesh and blood at the knuckles of the fingers, but in a moment, the white bones were visible.

The owner of the finger seemed to feel the pain, and there was a muffled snort in the sky, and then the finger suddenly retracted, and the heaven and earth suddenly cleared, and the qi wave disappeared and the universe was clear.

In the middle of the air near the wasteland base, the empty ships that were struggling to support in the air waves finally stabilized, and even a little more, half of the empty ships were lost, and the soldiers inside must not be spared.

The remaining empty ships fled like lost dogs clinging to the ground, hoping to fly to the other side of the planet before the next wave arrived.

Wang Taiji and the others also stood up and looked in the direction of the ice field, the momentum just now opened their eyes and worried at the same time, "I don't know if Ah Sen is wrong!"

"Keep going!"

Wang Taiji said without hesitation.

Just then, the sky darkened, and a huge fist appeared in the air above the ice field.

This punch, covering the sky and the sun, was just to the biggest, like the sky falling down, and smashed down with majestic destructive power.

"Lie down!" Cui Xiong shouted.

With the previous experience, everyone immediately lay on the ground, and the entire forearm was deeply inserted.

And on the empty ship that flew only a few thousand meters, all the people were desperate Fang Fang fell from the sky with his fist, his eyes showed unwillingness, and he was afraid that he would not be able to escape this time.

The next moment, the rolling waves of qi really struck again, and the power was more than five times greater than before.

Many soldiers in the empty ship closed their eyes miserably, and now they can only close their eyes and wait for death, knowing that it is better to stay at the base and maybe survive.

For example, in the case of the human base, at the same time as the fist was smashed, the defense array was opened again, and except for Cui Wen and his assistants who maintained the formation, the other warriors all hid underneath, not afraid of being affected by the air waves.

Cui Wen calculated the consumption, this time the power was much greater than before, and the formation could still support about three days.

And Wang Taiji and the others, who were deeply buried in the air waves, all had an extreme sense of powerlessness, and they couldn't help Lin Sen anything, and they couldn't even withstand the aftermath of such a battle.

Lin Sen, who was pressed by the fist, looked at the black shadow above with a cold face, although the bones of his body were creaking, he still stood straight, and the whole person was like a cast of iron, which could not be destroyed or bent.

The ice under his feet couldn't hold on, and slowly shattered, and Lin Sen's feet sank in, surrounded by cobweb-like cracks.

He was unmoved, his right hand gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and the wound of the tiger's mouth was already healed, leaving not even a scar. His current physique, coupled with the healing effect of the Great Yin and Yang Fu, makes his physical recovery ability even surpass that of the Saiyans, and it is estimated that it is not much worse than the Pangu clan.

The fist was getting closer and closer, and half of Lin Sen's body had already sunk into the ice, and the terrifying aura covered it.

Horror, incomparably terrifying!!

Like a mountain like a mountain, like a big sun coming, like a bright moon falling from the sky, the wide space within the range of the fist pressure shook suddenly, and Lin Sen's body trembled slightly, as if he was burdened with hundreds of millions of catties, and it was difficult to move a bit.

In Lin Sen's sight, the void around the fist was swaying, as if it was about to collapse, and the clouds were all around, but they were stained with a trace of faint qi, which was terrifying and terrifying.

This punch has reached the pinnacle of power of the king.

At this time, Lin Sen finally took out the sword, this sword is unstoppable, there is no return, and there is no line of fighting.

His heart is like a peaceful lake, without a trace of waves, forgetting death, forgetting danger, no victory or defeat, only the fighting spirit that burns because of the desire to survive!

Yes, I am not reconciled, I am not willing to die here, there are still many wishes to be fulfilled!

But it is precisely because I am unwilling that I want to make a sword!

You can't wait for others to come to your rescue, wait for luck to take your way!

This sword is an unwilling sword, and it is also a sword of life, although there is no regret in death!