Pirates: Beat the Four Emperors at the beginning

For such two menacing moves, Luo Lin put Gan Wuzhuo across his chest, with a withered and cold breath, and saw white snow falling in the sky in an instant.

"Death Song Confession!"

"Flame banquet. Flame on fire!"

Two sword auras were cut out one after another. These two sword auras are similar to Prometheus's two skills, one is cold and the other is hot, and the two are intertwined to make the power even more powerful!

"boom!"

The attacks collided together, stirring up a strong storm, the storm suddenly rose, and the wind and clouds surged. In an instant, the white snow in the sky was gone, the dark clouds were blown away, and the sun once again shone on the two of them.

It's just that when Rollin turned to look at Prometheus again, he found that Prometheus had already sailed away quickly.

Luo Lin also pretended to be exhausted, and tried his best to suppress the recovery brought by the sword god's blood, making himself look more tired.

In the sky, Luo Lin looked at Prometheus's receding figure, pretended to be panting heavily, but whispered in his mouth: "Ah, acting is really tiring, but it is still very helpful for future plans Yes, this time, as long as I return to Marin Vanduo, I can start the next plan."

And that plan is also the top priority!

Rollin's body fell from the sky, and it was only when he was about to fall on the deck that Rollin's body moved. After flipping around, Rollin landed firmly on the deck. After Luo Lin landed stably on the deck, he pretended to stagger again, which made Ain, who had been worried about Luo Lin, quickly come to Luo Lin's side.

"Master, how do you feel? Are you injured? Is it serious?"

Ain moved his hands up and down and groped Luo Lin's body for a while, wanting to see if Luo Lin was injured.

Luo Lin looked at Ain tenderly, "Don't worry, my physique recovered very quickly. Although I was a little burnt just now, it has already recovered."

After saying these words, Luo Lin turned his attention to the video phone bug.

Looking at the phantom of Zhan Guo on the video phone bug, Luo Lin smiled wryly at Zhan Guo, and said, "Master Marshal, I..."

Warring States looked at Luo Lin's face full of "guilt", so he couldn't say anything more, "Rolin, you did a good job. You have brought out the demeanor of our navy, and the strength of Prometheus is also great. It is indeed powerful, so it is not your fault that he escaped from your hands."

Luo Lin pretended to be relieved, and then said very seriously: "Master Marshal, I want to extend my vacation."

"Can."

Luo Lin, who originally planned to explain it carefully, was taken aback when he heard that Zhan Guo readily agreed, but soon he realized that no matter whether Zhan Guo asked him or not, he had to understand what he said next. Said: "Master Marshal, I want to temper my ability during this period of time. I have some new ideas about swordsmanship."

"It's good to have ideas. If you need help, you can come to me directly."

"Okay, Marshal."

After finishing the call with the phone bug, Luo Lin lay down on the ground pretendingly, gasping for breath, narrowing his eyes slightly, as if his physical strength was exhausted.

Although Luo Lin has the blessing of the blood of the sword god, the feeling at this moment is really almost the same for Luo Lin. He took back the spiritual power attached to Prometheus just now, and he just felt infinitely tired. It's on my mind.