As the heavy sword landed on the barrier, the power of the time confinement was broken.

The power of time is so advanced, if you don't borrow bloodline, let alone use it, even your perception has endless obstacles!

The power of time imprisonment broke Lin Mochen's immersion in the state of "potential", and the power in his body suddenly dissipated.

"So you can't control this power yet!"

The candle Shi whose moves were broken did not panic in the slightest, but was more calm.

Lin Mochen, who has no "potential" bonus, is at best a toothless tiger.

No, only a paper tiger, to be exact.

"It's okay, out of the state of potential. ”

It was good to feel powerful, but that feeling of losing control made Lin Mochen a little flustered.

At this moment, Lin Mochen's body felt a little unwell.

In the short time just now, the power of the "potential" had already caused some damage to his body.

I didn't care about checking it, I just carried out the exercises, and let the blood and qi nourish it.

Thanks to Lin Mochen's amazing recovery power, if he was an ordinary person, his combat power would have to drop by at least three points.

"This little brother's physical cultivation is good!"

"The zombie clan is worthy of being a race that is good at the body, and Lin Mochen's cultivation is no worse than that of ordinary geniuses. ”

The Wu clan fought the heavens and the earth, and with their physical civilization, it was already extremely high praise to be worthy of their praise.

Lin Mochen's physical body has never been specially refined, and it can have such an effect completely because of the nourishment of human connections.

If he can find the right technique, it is not impossible to catch up with or even surpass the top geniuses of the Wu Clan.

is different from everyone's observations, like Tuzulang, Emperor and them, they see more Lin Mochen's perception of "potential".

"If you have the opportunity and understanding, you are just a little bit of strength. Maybe it's a big master of the trend. ”

Compared with strength, the cultivation of "potential" is more ambiguous.

Although there is a guide from the exercises, the real entry depends on personal chance.

Being able to practice the exercises may not be able to comprehend the potential, and comprehending the potential may not be suitable for you.

What Lin Mochen is encountering now is the second situation, the run-in between himself and the sword momentum.

Once successful, the door can be stepped into.

If it can't be run-in, this layer of yarn is a plastic wrap.

The heavy sword returned to his hand, and the moves in his hand were one after another, and the silver light slanted between the two like a silver waterfall.

It seemed to be huge, and Candle Shi's face was slightly serious, but he only used a pair of fleshy palms to continuously catch the silver light one after another, without the slightest loss.

"Is there such a big difference in strength?"

According to Lin Mochen's own estimation, he is inherently invincible by virtue of his speed.

But now this situation is completely contrary to his estimate, and he can't even shake the skin of others, how can he say more words like challenges.

The gap between the eighth level of the witch and the sixth level of the witch is not only the gap between the two levels, but also a leap of the great realm. What's more, it is a race like the Wu Clan, which is full of innate combat power, and the gap between them is even more exaggerated.

"Let's practice swords!"

A set of swordsmanship was unleashed in Lin Mochen's hands, there were the simplest basic sword styles, as well as various low-grade and middle-grade immortal-level swordsmanship, there were direct slashes, there were also the use of sticky and shocking strength, there were individual sword moves, and there were also combined swordsmanship......

From the beginning of the routine to the later integration, Lin Mochen's comprehension of swordsmanship has become more and more profound.

This situation is not unclear, but this is not a counterattack to Lin Mochen.

No matter how many swords you move, I will not move.

As for being a sparring partner, as long as you are not blind, you will naturally know what the situation is now.

For those wizard-level masters, what he saw was exactly what he thought in his heart.

However, the most important people in the field, they saw that it was Lin Mochen who was making rapid progress and steadily improving in the way of the sword.

This is a faint ascension, but in the eyes of these people, there is nothing to hide.

After calming down, the use of sword moves naturally became smoother.

Don't pursue victory, don't fear defeat, and truly have no distractions.

After a while, everyone began drinking and talking again. At most, it's just a general chatter while watching the two fight.

The heavy sword seemed to have become his own arm in Lin Mochen's hands, which could not only bend and stretch, but even turn.

Of course, this is an illusion, which is a further improvement of Lin Mochen's mastery of the heavy sword.

At this moment, Lin Mochen's mind touched a soft object, with a slight temperature.

It's so comfortable!

Lin Mochen remembered the pink boudoir and a soft quilt......

"Phew, what was I thinking?"

I took a sip and stuffed back the memory of the eighteen hells in my mind.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Lin Mochen!" replied instinctively.

"Lin Mochen?" the soft voice repeated.

"Who is talking to me?" Lin Mochen was terrified.

In an instant, the sound and feeling vanished without a trace.

No, there was nothing wrong with what I just felt!

With a powerful memory, Lin Mochen believed in his feelings very much.

Well, this feeling comes from......

The power of the mind swept over the heavy sword again, but there was a little more uneasiness in his heart, and the sword move in his hand couldn't help but be a little chaotic.

Candle Shi felt it all of a sudden, and said with a gloomy face: "The sword move is finished, and then let you taste the methods of the Time Tribe." ”

"Time erosion. ”

The idle bone disc flew above the two of them again, and a domineering force fell, enveloping Lin Mochen.

This time it is no longer a confinement, but a kind of abrasion, a deep abrasion.

Life is slowly passing!

It's a feeling.

No hair graying, no skin wrinkles, and no age spots on the face.

But that cliché in the bottom of his bones told him that it was true, and that his life was being eroded by the forces of time.

"This candle is very skillful in using the power of time!"

If the master of the Great Witch level is stepping into the door for the use of bloodline power, then the Witch level can only be groping and passively accepting the benefits it brings.

After feeling the threat, Lin Mochen hurriedly suppressed his mind and concentrated on dealing with the means of candle shining.

The pace, body technique, swordsmanship, cultivation, and strength were all integrated, and the body speed increased by three steps again, leaving the bone disc behind, and the heavy sword silver in his hand spit slightly, biting on the shoulder behind the side of Candle Shi.

"What a speed!"

Candle Shi's face was a little more surprised, and he shook his arm slightly, feeling the small hole in his shoulder.

"I lost!"

Lin Mochen stood with his sword in his hands, his eyes were slightly defensive, but there was still a trace of doubt between his eyebrows.

"Throw in the towel?"

All the witch people watching the battle couldn't help but make a fuss......