Weibull's big knife cut down from top to bottom, and as the big knife drew an arc in the air, the air around him suddenly twisted like a liquid to form a transparent vortex, and then there was a loud bang, like a straight line. The slash rushed towards Luo Lin.

"Can pure strength achieve this effect? ​​It's really terrifying!"

Without the slightest panic, Luo Lin held Gan Wuzhuo across his chest, and with a slight push with both hands, the blade easily chopped Weibull's slash into pieces.

But this is not over yet. Relying on his terrifying fighting talent, Weibull directly hit close to him. He was holding a big knife twice as long as Gan Wuzhuo, but Weibull insisted on using it as a long knife.

This was something Rollins hadn't thought of.

With a sound of "Boom!", the big knife directly pressed heavily on Luo Lin's body. Fortunately, Luo Lin had already gathered the armed domineering under the clothes, and there was no way for the big knife to cut through it.

The surrounding temperature dropped crazily, like the god of death at zero degrees was constantly approaching them.

Ba Jin rubbed her hands in the distance. She only felt her hands and feet were cold. She opened her mouth, but found that she could no longer control her tongue to speak.

The hazy island, the silent night, and the icy breath of Gan Wuzhuo during the battle made Ba Jin feel like he was going to freeze to death.

Ordinary people simply cannot bear this feeling.

The dark clouds in the sky quickly rolled and gathered, and rumbling thunder exploded repeatedly in the sky.

"Squeeze it!"

The sound of hand-to-hand combat echoed the thunder, and the movements of Rowling's hands turned into countless afterimages, blocking all of Weibull's attacks with ease.

On the contrary, it was Weibull who was constantly attacking, and the cold air that was scattered by the withering gradually formed frost on Weibull's arms, making Weibull's movements gradually slow down.

Even Weibull himself noticed this. Immediately Weibull's two chopstick-like legs pulled hard to distance himself from Rollin.

Luo Lin's expression didn't change at all, he just hung the blade upside down, and said to Weibull: "Is this the strength? If you don't use your full strength, believe it or not, I will kill you within three strikes! Take revenge for hurting Herona! In this world, except for me, I don’t allow anyone to hurt my people, if there is, I will send them to hell!”

"Weibull, meet those people in hell too, remember the next life, don't meet people like Ba Jin again."

Ba Jin slipped aside early, trembling all over, she couldn't hear what Luo Lin was saying at all.

"No, you are not allowed to insult mother!"

Weibull couldn't understand Rollin's hidden meaning, he just felt that whatever Rollin said must not be good.

Immediately, Weibull's hands, even the big knife, were covered with black armed domineering, and his legs kicked on the ground. The powerful force drove Weibull's body towards Luo Lin quickly.

The power carried by the big knife in his hand also made Luo Lin frowned slightly.

"Is this the strength of White Beard when he was young?" Luo Lin murmured, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all. Gan Wuzhuo in his hand was waving repeatedly in the air, and the sword energy seemed to turn into pearl-sized drops of water. A lightning-like speed shot towards Weibull. The water droplets seemed to dissolve in the night. In addition, the speed was extremely fast. The presence.

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