Three days.

Qi Lin was once again slashed by the cripple swordsman three times in a row, and his spirituality was only fifty.

Now, Qi Lone's survival pressure is second only to the time he first entered the Tower of Transcendence.

At the beginning, he was killed more than sixty times in a row, and his spirituality dropped to more than thirty points, which was the closest to facing spiritual zero.

Although there are still fifty spirits now, it seems that there are more than that time, but the lame swordsman is one dimension stronger than the Sakura Wanderer, and it is much more difficult to kill!

There's a real chance he's going to die this time.

But he hasn't been without progress these days.

In reality, the defending stage of the sword and martial arts competition has been advanced to the sixth day, and there is no more hard stubble, and only need to dispatch Baibaihe and Shangquan Yiren to basically solve it.

In the past few days, he has been frantically practicing the pulse cultivation method on the edge of the ring in the morning to improve his physical fitness.

In the afternoon, he seized the opportunity and asked Yu Chengen to simulate the speed of drawing a knife for himself to try to dodge during special training.

At night, he put on a sealed suit and asked Qin Zijin to assist in the cultivation of instinct.

Under the huge pressure of survival, Qi Lian's instinct development and training progress is very fast.

In other words, because he had been experiencing death in the tower, under the great terror between life and death, he had long been accustomed to the early warning that his body instinct sent to him.

What he trained next was nothing more than to respond to this warning in time and then dodge.

Therefore, when his five senses were closed on the first day, he was able to stably distinguish the instinctive induction that Qin Zijin brought to him when he attacked.

By the third day, he could dodge Qin Zijin's sneak attack 100% steadily.

Even, this afternoon, when facing the simulated drawing of the knife by Old Man Yu. Qi Lin can also have a special reaction before the opponent is about to draw the sword, and immediately try to dodge!

There is more than half the chance of a successful dodge.

In other words, by dodging in advance, he really dodged the sword drawn slash simulated by Old Man Yu!

Yu Chengen and Su Jingqiu both said bluntly, saying that he had touched the threshold of 'sitting photos'.

Continued improvement has allowed Qi Lin to maintain his confidence in defeating the Cripple Blader.

So, with this belief in victory, Qi Lin fell into the dream again.

【Tower of Transcendence, Fierce Steps, Final Floor】

[Soon, it will surpass the fierce level, and the form of this layer is different from before, please explore carefully]

[Current transcendence 215, spirituality 50/100]

Once again, inside the Tower of Transcendence.

Qi Lin looked at the lame swordsman in front of him and couldn't help but purse his lips.

This time he didn't intend to talk nonsense.

Before the other party could speak, Qi Lin was already in full swing!

A little aura exploded.

In the next second, the whites of his eyes turned blood-red, the nerves under his skin bulged high, and his appearance turned into a demon, and his body was as strong as Shura.

His expression was calm, and his eyes seemed dazed, but there was a divine light flashing in the depths of his pupils.

Take the heart as a god, the demon of descent!

The sun is hazy, the main color between heaven and earth is gray, and the wind is blowing, driving the clothes of both sides to hunt!

Qi Silent rushed forward violently, and in just an instant, he came to the cripple swordsman!

If an ordinary person could have the privilege of watching the duel between the two, then he would only see the image of Qi Silent stepping on the ground and disappearing in place, turning into an afterimage and instantly appearing in front of the crippled swordsman.

The distance between the two sides - one and a half meters!

He struck out blatantly, and the broadsword on his head turned into a streamer, bringing a terrifying howl of air tearing, and instantly slashed at the knifeman's face.

After Qi Lian's physical fitness gradually became inhuman, he would compare himself with various masters in the martial arts from time to time, and the results made him inevitably excited.

Although he does not have the so-called "internal force" or "true qi" special ability, but judging from the external performance such as strength and speed, his actual performance has already surpassed many top masters in martial arts.

But the cripple swordsman is different, a person like him is an almost invincible super master even in martial arts!

Therefore, Qi Lian's slash that was enough to kill Gu Fei in seconds was steadily blocked by the cripple swordsman.

One blow was blocked, Qi Lian's wrist quickly turned and drew the knife, and the next time he launched an attack, it turned into a continuous multiple slash!

Slash, slash, slash, sweep, thrust!

Qi Silence's slash was like a storm, like an avalanche, like a shower!

Click, click, click!

The blade and the scabbard collided at high speed more than a dozen times in a few breaths, and the dull but loud sound of impact could be heard far away in the uninhabited wilderness.

If the swordsman can block Qi Lian's first knife, he can block countless subsequent knives!

Qi Lin took the initiative with the length of his weapon, but it was difficult to break through the opponent's defense.

The cripple swordsman is highly skilled in martial arts, but he is limited by the attack distance and cannot break through to Qi Lone's sword circle.

Under such a strange balance, the two of them did not move, but they attacked and defended dozens of rounds at high speed in more than ten seconds.

The two sides had fought a total of five times before this, and although they were killed each time, it was not that Qi Lian's strength was weak, but that the opponent's sword drawing technique was too unreasonable.

For five days, every time Qi Lin died, he was unstoppable and unavoidable from pulling out his sword.

This is equivalent to the instantaneous death of the boss monster in the game, as long as you are within his detection range when it is issued, it is dead.

But in terms of normal strength, Qi Lin was able to slash the opponent under the knife as early as the second time.

So this time, Qi Lin still has the upper hand!

After dozens of rounds, Qi Lian's knife-swinging hand was terrifyingly stable.

There is no doubt that in terms of power and speed, he is much better than his opponent.

Every time the blade collides with the scabbard, the opponent's posture is even more embarrassed than the last time!

This time, Qi Lone's demon subjugation time was still half away.

The swordsman's defense has gradually been broken by him!

The opportunity is here again!

Seeing that the cripple swordsman was unstable, Qi Lin keenly seized the opportunity and quickly slashed three times in an instant.

Throat, heart, chest and abdomen!

Every knife will save the enemy!

Each knife shook the opponent's scabbard apart.

And then it's an all-out pick!

Click!

The cripple swordsman's weapon is picked open!

He can't defend himself!

The cripple swordsman was obviously embarrassed so far, but his expression was still calm, and his eyes were still shining after the posture collapsed, staring at Qi Lin tightly!

Qi Lian's expression was also calm, and he was not happy because the other party's empty door was wide open.

He quickly turned his blade and slashed at the opponent's chest, and his vigilance was raised to the maximum at this moment!

Quietly, the right hand of the swordsman had already grasped the hilt!

Father!

It was as if there was a sharp ringing in the ears.

At this moment, Qi Lian's instinct sent a violent warning to him!

He did not hesitate, and resolutely drew his knife and retreated!

In the next moment, the sword flashed!

The scabbard was pitch black, but the light of the knife was snow-clear, like lightning.

Hello!

The cloth on Qi Lian's chest was sliced open, and a trace of blood overflowed!

But he didn't fall.

Hurt but not dead!

In the state of demon subjugation, the emotions are absolutely controlled, and Qi Lin is expressionless.

In the next moment, he kicked the ground violently, his body turned into a violent wind, and the long knife in his hand stabbed out with a swift and unparalleled force!

Inadvertently, he saw that the cripple knifeman's hand was still gripping the hilt of the sheath!

Father!!

A roar that was even more violent than last time exploded in my head!

Draw the knife once in a flash, and win?

No one has ever said that an opponent can only draw a knife once!

The mind is like electricity, and the instinct is like an alarm!

Qi Lone's body stopped suddenly, and his stabbing posture quickly turned into a vertical knife to block his chest!

The sword flashes again! Faster than the last time, as fast as a streamer!

Qiang!!

Short, screeching metal clashes rang out.

The streamer slashed at Qi Lone's erected head spine broadsword at high speed, and instantly slashed Qi Lone's knife far away!

Blocked!

This time, Qi Lin was not injured!

It's like a rubber band that has been popped out loses its deterrent effect.

The knife that has been unsheathed has also lost its mystery.

With extreme dynamic vision and super reflex nerve operation, everything seems to be in slow motion in Qi Ling's vision.

That streamer, which could not have been captured, turned out to be clear in Qi Lian's eyes.

It was an ordinary, narrow, slightly curved, snow-white blade, no different from any other knife except for its pitch-black hilt.

Qi Lian's eyes were blank, but the divine light in the depths of his pupils was brighter than ever.

Just as the knife man put his knife into the sheath again.

Qi Lin no longer controlled his distance, and crashed headlong into the opponent's knife circumference!

Starting from knowing that the knife player can draw the knife continuously, it no longer makes sense to control the distance to think about dodging!

Next, it's time to live to die!

Qi Lin suddenly slashed out with all his strength!

This time, the target of the slash is the opponent's right hand!

For the first time, the swordsman's expression changed, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

However, his hand is not slow at all!

It's at this extreme distance.

The sword flashed for the third time!

This time, the drawn knife at the limit distance was just unsheathed and slashed with Qi Lone's long knife!

The two knives intersected, Qi Lin violently exerted force, and the whole person was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and six times the terrifying power of ordinary people poured out!

With similar strength, it is very difficult to wrestle with one hand and two hands!

After only a moment of stalemate, Qi Lin pressed the long knife heavily against the weapon and pressed it his opponent!

The sharp blade quickly embedded in the cripple knifeman's shoulder, and red blood immediately oozed out, and the knifeman's black clothes turned a dark red.

In the next second, Qi Lian's hands holding the knife let go of one.

The pressure on the cripple knifeman's hand dropped sharply, and his eyes were confused for a moment, and then turned to shock.

A short blade instantly appeared in Qi Lian's hand!

An ordinary, fast, heavy stab!

Phew!

The handle of the short blade sank into the neck of the swordsman!

The swordsman was shocked.

The strength in his body quickly dissipated, and he fell to his knees softly against Qi Lian.

However, until he died, his right hand held his knife tightly.

Qi Lin also softened, staggered back two steps, the state of demon subduing slowly converged, and the rapidly burning spirit subsided.

The whites of the congested eyes and the swelling nerves under the skin are all gradually returning to normal.

Then, he watched as the fallen crippled swordsman disintegrated into a mass of mist, swirling into his chest.

A blood-colored fog-lettered panel appeared in front of you.

[Kill the target, capture 200 points of spirituality, and transform the overflowing spirituality into transcendence]

[Current transcendence 365, Spirituality 100/100]

Qi Lian's wound, which was not too serious, returned to its original state as if it were refreshed in an instant.

He let out a sigh of relief, his eyes fixed on where the crippled knifeman had dissipated.

There, a red crystal floated silently in midair.

The second chapter of the fish rush out is too embarrassing.

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(End of chapter)