Lin Sen used the true intent of Tai Chi, but he was in the middle of being, and his body was both here and not here.

This state not only caused Putillo's surprise, but also caused the shock of the other great masters who watched the battle, what kind of exercise was this, and it could have such a wonderful effect?

It's not like the subtle retreat that allows people to go straight into another void, but so... Hiding and not being able to attack the opponent at the same time.

This Lin Sen is now in a peculiar state, the opponent can't attack him, but he can attack the opponent.

"Seconds!" Hong Fulin, who was standing on the roof, was dazzled and couldn't help but applaud.

And the black-clothed man on the top floor of Tianfu Tower, the light flashed in his exposed eyes, and his mood was obviously not calm.

Princess Heyu in the crowd below was also shocked, and Zhang Sleeve beside her was even more stammering, "Original... It turns out that this kid didn't do his best last night!" She couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"It turns out that this kid just now really hid his strength!" said Putilo on the high platform.

But instead of panicking because of the momentary surprise, he became more focused.

"The mind is not bad!" While the palm knife fell with the cold wind, Lin Sen also secretly praised it in his heart.

Putilo quickly analyzed that the opponent's palm knife was unstoppable, especially the series of iceberg phantoms, just looking at it made me feel like my soul was frozen, which was really terrifying!

"Retreat, only retreat. Avoid its edge first, and then look for opportunities to counterattack. ”

The wings were flapped upside down, and the winged man Pudilo kept retreating, but he was still calm, and he was not forced to dodge in embarrassment, and it was difficult to actually threaten the frustration of the other party.

The audience resounded one after another shouting "good", "good", "win", "the kid didn't do much", "kill this winged man".

The voice reached his ears, but Pudilo turned a deaf ear, his understanding of martial arts was not comparable to ordinary people like them, from the perspective of their thinking, it was a desperate situation, but for themselves, it still contained vitality.

However, he was not happy at all, and he could only concentrate on the offensive in front of him.

This is the focus he learned from "Mister".

As soon as he thought of "sir", a spontaneous respect rose in Putillo's heart, although he didn't know where he came from and what his identity was, but "sir" was of great help to himself, and it can be said that without "sir", there would be no forty-year-old Grand Master Putilo.

Being able to get the guidance of "Mr." is really a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes.

At this moment, Putilo forgot Yan Man, forgot the * who wanted to win, and forgot the fear of defeat, and only had that human boy in his eyes, only the long knife in his hand and the iceberg smashed from the opposite side.

Apart from these few things, Putilo could no longer see anything else, he couldn't see the high platform under his feet, he couldn't see the humans watching around, he couldn't see Elder Patrick and his companions on the roof of the restaurant not far away, and he couldn't "see" the cold air circulating around.

A cold and corrosive aura swirled around him, and a turquoise yin fire burned on the long knife, and his body became more and more feminine and unpredictable.

His eyes and mind are only focused on the movement of his opponent!

Brush Brush Brush!

A dozen knives were slashed out in a row, and the corrosive yin qi was concentrated on the tip of the knife, slashing on the same mountainside of the current iceberg.

The cold and solid ice crystals melted in an instant, and then the knife keenly caught the palm hidden in the remaining iceberg, and the long knife turned into a cyan streamer and slashed away.

"Yes, make a decision at the right time, and the focus is clear!"

Lin Sen smiled at the corner of his mouth, and praised him again in his heart.

His wrist bent slightly, his index finger bent slightly, forming an "L" shape with his arm, and then his big arm shook and linked to his lower arm, followed by his wrist, and his fingers popped out.

While!

The fingertip hit the side of the tip of the knife, and the cyan yin fire surrounding it was instantly dispersed, and the long knife swung uncontrollably to the side.

Putilo only felt a strong force in his hand, the long knife was swinged, he pinched his five fingers and grabbed the handle tightly, the skin and flesh of the palm were grinded, and then he controlled the long knife and did not let go.

"What a terrifying strength, this... Is this still a human being, even the demon clan or the Shura clan doesn't have such a strong body!"

Putilo, who was taken a beating, sensed that there was no true element in this finger, it was completely the power of the physical body, and the shock in his heart was incomprehensible.

This human being is much stronger than he imagined.

However, the other party's critical blow also made the previous feeling of mystery disappear, and he received the other party's information in the world of his mental image, and he was no longer in that state of being seen and touched.

He was immediately happy in his heart, he didn't care about the injury of his palm at all, and the knife that implied a murderous intention came from afar, and his strength was condensed, entangled with the yin wind, and roared.

At the same time, he put his left hand behind him, locked the change, and assumed a gesture of not being able to strike.

But just as his sword momentum was raised, Lin Sen naturally ran the Illusion Demon Body Method, and several True Yuan Seeds exploded, changing their positions steeply, changing their positions in a trajectory that was beyond everyone's common sense, and then a sword was sent out diagonally, as fast as thunder.

Putillo was not surprised by this, and with a twist of the long knife, he changed direction to block, and at the same time struck a heavy blow with his left hand.

With the palm gesture, a fist-sized cyan ball of light flew out of the palm, bringing out a corrosive black mark in the void.

Lin Sen didn't come hard, and immediately returned his sword and walked again, going around to the back of Putilo.

Putilo didn't look back, the long knife in his hand turned in a circle on the palm of his hand, the front grip turned into an inverted grip, and the backhand stabbed behind him.

After more than ten or twenty rounds of fighting, Putilo faintly grasped the mystery of the opponent's body. No matter how much you cover up, no matter how many true element seeds there are, if you want to detonate a few of them, there will always be a new true element stimulus, observe and observe, and you can always summarize some rules a little!

"It's good to come!"

Putilo's heart was settled, he was a bamboo in his chest, and let Lin Sen wander away, turning into an afterimage, and sending swords everywhere.

Just as Lin Sen once again avoided the opponent's strong attack, forcibly twisted his body, and changed direction in an incredible way, the winged man Pudilo also moved.

The wings were fully spread, like a roc spreading its wings, and it rushed to some uninhabited position.

"This is it!"

The long knife in his hand shook and slashed out, and the feminine knife strength was wave after wave, and the snowflakes brought by Lin Sen were floating with gloomy phosphorus fire, all of them burned violently, turning into a green and blue ocean, and with the strong wind, surging forward, as if 100,000 unjust souls rushed out of the nine shadows, which was extremely terrifying.

And after Lin Sen changed direction, he actually bumped into him, as if he was actively seeking death!

"Haha! See how you escaped this time?"

Putilo burst out laughing.