Chapter 52: The Iron Shield
Seeing that he couldn't pretend to be able to do so, this man had to put away the cowardly look on his face, his muscles and bones crackled and crackled, and his mouth kept talking, and he asked in a strange and mixed voice:
"When did you start to suspect that I wasn't Ding San?"
Wang Lin is waiting for this opportunity!
Seeing the right time, Wang Lin directly smashed out the several life and death talismans hidden in his hand.
He didn't answer anything, and didn't give him a chance to regain his shape.
咻~咻~咻~
A few cold rays of light broke through the air, and the opponent used an iron shield that suddenly appeared to block them all.
Several life and death talismans hit the thick shield and clanged a few times.
Then, without knowing what technique he used, he put away the iron shield and disappeared in front of him.
Storage?
Or is it a magic weapon that can be big or small?
Wang Lin rushed forward, guessing the other party's means in his heart.
That person didn't expect that Wang Lin would do it directly without saying a word, and he didn't even give him time to expand his bones and recover.
He dragged a strange body with deformed and strange shapes, all the muscles and bones out of place, and shouted to Wang Lin:
"Wait, listen to what the woman said, you also have something important to do, and you urgently need to rush back to the sect, why don't we stop there?
"I originally planned to disguise my body to find out your details and secretly attack you to avenge my two tigers.
"But now that this plan has been seen through by you, I have also obtained a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, I will not come to pick quarrels and provoke troubles again, and this gain is enough to make up for the loss of the tiger beast, I will never provoke you again, since you have no relatives with them, you might as well stop here!"
This strange man saw that Wang Lin was rushing at an astonishing speed, and just now those hidden weapons were even more powerful, hitting the shield, and the shock was extremely strong, almost making him unable to hold the shield and coming out of his hand.
In his heart, he didn't want to provoke Wang Lin again, so he hurriedly made his words clear and clear, and did not ask to retreat from the other party, but only hoped to give himself some time to change back to his original body to recover his strength.
Wang Lin's eyes were full of blood and corpses all over the place, how could he still listen to his nonsense?
didn't take out the sword, and directly hit it with a punch and kick.
But this strange figure is strange, and his whole body looks like plasticine.
The fist slammed into his head, and his neck shortened by three points, staggering the punch.
The elbow slammed into his chest, and his ribcage collapsed and sank, allowing the elbow to fall into the air and slash across his body.
Even if he kicks his waist with his foot, his lumbar spine can stand up straight like a stickman and bend back into an acute angle.
This strange figure is distorted, but the words in his mouth do not stop, no matter how his body is folded, he can make unpredictable sounds in his voice, persuading Wang Lin to stop.
But the more he changed his body like this, the more Wang Lin refused to spare him.
If he misses today's opportunity, he will never find this person again in the future.
The calculating elder in the door can't be relied on, and now he can only rely on himself to capture this person!
Seeing that his fists and feet were useless, Wang Lin didn't try anymore, pulled out his magic sword and swung it wide open and slashed.
Chen Tinghan had mentioned him before, saying that the sword should not be used to die with brute force.
Wang Lin is as good as a stream, and he doesn't want to dominate the enemy with a sword, so he just swings the magic sword, and the shadow is enough to cut through the air.
Under this random dance, he also made a sword and net momentum.
The strange man saw that Wang Lin drew his sword and slashed, and he was determined to kill him, so he didn't let it go.
The figure took a few steps back, his hands in front of his chest, and from the empty air, he jerked out a large shield and stood in front of the blade.
Wang Lin had already broken the sect's magic sword once, and knew that this sword was only used to assist in cultivating sword cultivation techniques, and it could not resist hard fights.
In the past two days, every time he drank alcohol, the spiritual energy in his body would divide into several paths, flowing to the magic sword on his waist, and one by one it would be converted into sharper sword cultivation power.
Wang Lin completely regarded it as an automatic machine to help him refine his pure mana, and he couldn't bear to let it hurt him any more.
Seeing that there was a big shield blocking it, even if he withdrew the magic sword.
These battles ended in nothing.
This strange man has a lot of combat experience, and Wang Lin is restrained by him at every turn.
In front of the Third Courtyard Building, Wang Lin swept over him with his divine sense, and found no trace of aura.
Only every time this strange man makes a strong shot, a mixed qi and blood internal strength will appear in his flesh and blood, increasing his body.
Although this qi and blood internal strength could not be put on the stage, it could not be regarded as the flow of cultivators' qi cultivation, and even Wang Lin's pure physical strength could not be compared, but this person combined various means and rich experience to stop all previous attacks.
When the strange man saw that the offensive had slowed down, he was immediately overjoyed.
He hid behind the shield, and the crackling sound of his whole body resounded again, and he immediately returned to his original strong man form.
The strong man laughed, showing a waist of ten girths, swallow jaws and tiger whiskers, tendons all over his body, and a nine-foot tall Tibetan body.
The large shield, which was originally like a small wall and could completely cover the shape of an adult, has also become a battle shield in his hand at this time, standing on his right hand, just worthy of his majestic torso.
The strong man stood up with a shield in his right hand, and drew out a Baling Morning Star Hammer in his left hand.
This hammer has a head as big as a basin, and the thorns on the rhombus are like stars, and the blood stains on it are dripping down, which makes people feel terrible and cold all over the body.
With the war hammer in his hand and his body restored, this person suddenly became extremely rampant, and mocked Wang Lin in a cold voice:
"I thought you had mana, extraordinary strength, enough to crush me, but I didn't expect to be like that feathered old immortal, but you would just play a few bluffing tricks and use some poison tricks.
"Then Li Chun has already told me all the details of you, your sword and cold poison moves have been overcome by my big shield, since you are not a Qi cultivator, then obediently suffer death!"
The situation reversed, the strong man shouted and shouted, and slammed towards Wang Lin with his shield, and smashed down with a stabbing hammer in his left hand!
Under the previous divine sense investigation, Wang Lin knew that the other party had no cultivation.
Now under another temptation, he once again confirmed that the other party's strength was nothing more, and it would not be an evil cultivator who was hiding his cultivation, so he took out his left hand that was stretched into his arms and let go of the golden light talisman he was holding in his hand.
In the face of this menacing offensive, Wang Lin didn't use the six-vein divine sword, worried that he would even bring a shield and directly cut the other party to pieces.
The aura on his body slowly flowed, attached to his right shoulder and right arm.
Wang Lin has never practiced any exercises since he crossed over.
The aura is all obtained from drinking, and I don't know how to use it.
As long as he didn't use the gold martial arts in those books, when he controlled the operation of the aura on his own, it became very sluggish.
The only trick he can do is to be able to attach the aura to a certain part of the body, temporarily increasing the function of a certain part.
At full capacity, it can only cover two or three parts, and cannot take care of the whole body.
Seeing the giant shield attacking, he stood sideways, and used his right body against the iron shield, which was a hard hit.