But he himself was shocked by the counter momentum, and his wrist meridians were injured, which made his hand holding Longyin sword even more unstable.

In which the circulation of spiritual power also blocked for a moment, let the wing of yinglei stop shaking again, let Lin Hao fall into the snow from high altitude, dyed all the way blue and red.

The pain ran around in all kinds of bones, and a smell of fishy sweetness suddenly gushed from Lin Hao's throat, which occupied every inch of his mouth and made his muscles soften.

He wanted to resist, let himself quickly get up, and quickly followed the eight wrist stone house to fight, but his arm could not be lifted, his back was wet, and yinglei's wings disappeared without a trace.

"Cough!" At this time, his wrists and wrists were all red, and Lin's blood was not found.

"Damn it..." he laughs bitterly, looking at the blood on his body that scarlet has regained his home court, and the fingertips that tremble when he tries to hold the hilt of his sword.

"Lin Hao, Lin Hao..." he closed his eyes, forced his body, and slowly stood up from the ground. "I can't imagine that you've been in such a beautiful situation for such a long time. Do you want to be defeated by this kind of bullshit?"

With his current physical condition, Longyin sword can no longer be used as a weapon. It can only be used as a crutch in his hand, barely pulling him up from the ground and standing there wobbly.

This action, which was easy as usual, seemed to exhaust all his strength at the moment, and made Lin Hao spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. It took more than half a minute to turn around and face the eight wrists stone house again.

His vision was blurred, his brain roared, and Canggou's short and anxious thoughts were just like a world away. Lin Hao couldn't really hear them, so he could only squint his eyes and respond blankly in his brain.

The eight wrists stone house didn't pursue the victory. Five wrists on the ice were flying in the air, but it was not to hit Lin Hao, but to keep driving the air away.

"What's the matter? You can eat me soon. Do you want to do an impromptu dance?" Lin Hao's eyebrows were bent, but his eyes were too dirty to look at

Now he is a little closer. The five tentacles are on the top of Lin Hao's skull. It's clear that he can't attack any more, but the blue blood keeps falling down, crackling on the ice and snow.

At the moment, there was almost no white around the eight wrists stone house. Looking at it, it was all blue, and Lin Hao's brain was slightly sobered by the pungent smell, and his eyes widened, trying to figure out what happened in the blurred vision.

If he is still conscious at the moment, he will realize that the air pressure on the land has finally destroyed the Demon Lord from deep water.

Its skin had been torn by the pressure difference, blood burst out from every suction cup and every crevice, and two huge eyes protruded one after another and fell on the water with two plops.

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