Chapter 220: Worth Learning
Mask No. 11 is angry, three minutes have passed since the 'Void Crack' was condensed, Lin Feng is simply more flexible than a monkey, and even more difficult, damn it!
Controlling the 'Void Crack' also requires the power of the Apostle, although compared to the condensation ultimate, that bit of energy can be ignored, but it can't withstand a long time, and it adds up to a lot, and there is not much alienated biological energy left, and it is okay to continue to hold on for ten or eight minutes, and any more is enough to choke. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
It's a big move!
And Lin Feng is too shameless, he obviously said that he would make a big move together, but what was the result......
Bouncing ultimate.
"Boy, have you jumped enough!" Mask No. 11 gritted his teeth manfully, and Lin Feng just didn't meet it head-on.
"Don't panic about the two colors, the master is looking at the world and distinguishing feng shui, so that you are also an apostle-level master, or two colors, the site of the tomb is asked, you can't be sloppy, and you don't want to be buried in the kennel after death." Lin Feng shook his feet, ran and jumped, and from time to time brandished the long electric snake inspired by the Thunderbolt Electric Sword, in short, he was taking advantage.
The silver glittering electric snake consumed the storage power in the handle of the Thunderbolt Short Sword, and there was no loss at all.
The No. 11 mask man feels like crazy, I've seen a shameless one, I've never seen such a shameless one, has the posture of being a master been gnawed by a dog, and said that a good blow will determine the winner, and the horse will be an egg!
At this time, the state is very embarrassing, a little bit of a taste of advance and retreat, and the convergence of the 'Void Crack' is that it can return some of the power of the apostles, but it is not unwilling, the ultimate move is not something that can be used at will, not only consuming the power of the apostles, but also testing the carrying capacity of the body.
And who dares to guarantee that the bouncing dead goods will not take advantage of the time to break out and sneak attack him.
Lin Feng was extremely difficult, and the No. 11 masked man experienced it firsthand.
Originally, I thought that the black hole organization was being paid too much attention to this guy, but now I know that the attention is not enough, otherwise no one will find out about the shamelessness.
Liu Chuanzhi, as the most powerful apostle among the melon-eating masses, the corners of his mouth twitched, even if he was not fighting, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he wanted to grind people to death.
However, he is not an old antique who does not know how to be flexible, Lin Feng's fighting style is worth learning, and he may be able to refer to one or two when facing the enemy in the future.
"It's shameless, but it's easy to use and worth learning from. This is Liu Chuanzhi's evaluation.
Sou!
Sou!
Sou!
The face of the man in mask No. 11 was bitter, almost distorted, and he suddenly increased his speed, and his entire figure, including the 'Void Crack' ultimate, became rapid.
Lin Feng's eyes were bright, and a touch of joy appeared in his heart, and the secret path finally couldn't stop being angry, and he had no intention of inserting willows into the shade. Inadvertently let the other party's hidden strength be revealed, it's time to get to know the other party.
"I'll see how you escape!" the masked man number 11 roared fiercely, completely enraged, and anyone who was teased like this couldn't feel better.
"Why should I run away!" Lin Feng stood upright suddenly, his feet shook violently, and a circle of cracked stone slabs was shattered, and his momentum was not lost at all.
"Boy, when you are clumsy and scored, the miscellaneous fish born in Yeluzi, see me take you down in one fell swoop!" The No. 11 masked man was domineering, his crazy energy fluctuations were agitated, and he rushed straight towards Lin Feng, and the gray 'Void Crack' swept upwards without the slightest pause, and the purpose was very clear, wanting to take him down in one fell swoop.
Lin Feng sneered, he was not hiding it, but the energy condensed by dark matter was too weird, silent, colorless and tasteless, as if it no longer existed, but it was powerful, and ordinary people could understand it.
He danced wildly with his arms, squatted with both feet, and took root under his feet, like an old tree entrenched, and he was in Mount Tai.
The power of the apostle in the body is surging and thinning, pulling the dark matter to condense, and in a blink of an eye, it is condensed and formed, and the thin barrier is placed in front of the body, which can save his life without worry.
The energy fluctuations of the 'Void Crack' make people's hearts palpitate, but it is not enough to be comparable to dark matter, and the energy is also hierarchical, dark matter is absolutely the first to bear the brunt, and the condensed ultimate move is naturally different.
However, Lin Feng's ultimate move was not this thin barrier, but the condensed dark matter scattered around.
Dozens of sharp steel needles of dark matter floated on both sides, and at this time, it only took one chance to kill with one hit!
After planning for such a long time, it is not for nothing that the dark matter is condensed into a steel needle, but it is only when I think that I am usually used to condensing dark matter into a thin blade, but now in public, if the head of the No. 11 mask man is directly broken, the thin and traceless section will inevitably make people think too much.
The steel needle is different, it is slender and not easy to find, and it can directly pierce the heart, even if the body is not destroyed, it is difficult to detect that there is a problem.
At least it will not blame him for Zhou Hanhai's death, and at the same time, the interstellar federal government will only applaud when it learns of the disappointment of the Mask Apostle.
Shangjing has an unusual status on Earth, and it has been ten minutes since the start of the Great War, but there are no real masters in the distance, except for the roaring sirens.
Lin Feng guessed that these masters stationed in Shangjing did not come, but watched from afar, waiting for the results to come out here.
The level of the 11th masked man belongs to the real high-level in the Black Hole Organization, and he is playing with the powerful black and white apostle energy in one hand.
In order to minimize the loss, it is reasonable to have such an idea, they think that if Lin Feng is defeated, when he makes a move, the No. 11 masked man must consume a lot of physical strength and energy, and he will catch turtles in an urn, which will be very happy.
Of course, if Lin Feng is an enemy, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and he is very happy to add a general to the team of masters of the Interstellar Federation.
It's just that they don't know that the guy who makes them happy is a talent who kills both ends.
The gray 'Void Crack' shook and touched, and the thin dark matter energy touched, green smoke rising, black and white exchanged, and the light was losing color and being dissolved.
The No. 11 masked man was shocked when he saw this, his two-color energy was naturally corrosive, but a few centimeters away from Lin Feng's body, not only was it difficult to move an inch, but the violent energy was actually being dissolved.
Completely subverts common sense.
"This is your big move?" Lin Feng's slightly narrowed eyes flashed with disdain, he waved his hand very comfortably, and said lightly: "But that's it!"
The man in the mask No. 11 is like eating a crab's big pincers, the bitterness of biting can't move, his heart is rushing, and the invincible peerless move is useless.
"Ahh