The Wicked Cultivation Game

Looking back at what Lin Ling has seen in his life, he has never seen someone fight Weird like this, just take the damage and fight head-to-head with Weird.

This is where people and Weird are fighting, it must be two Weird fighting each other!

Lin Ling looked at Fang Yue as if he was looking at a monster.

At this moment, he finally understood why Master Han cared so much about Fang Yue and looked at him so differently.

Who would have thought that this person didn't even know what martial arts was a day ago.

Lin Ling was dumbfounded by such a terrifying talent.

No wonder some people say that the difference between people is sometimes greater than the difference between people and animals.

It's a pity that the fighting methods are completely amateurish, and the level of rough skills is almost comparable to this kind of weirdness of fighting based on instinct. It's just another weirdness.

Lin Ling shook his head slightly. If he had this kind of physique that could resist the strange damage and recover his combat power immediately, he would be beaten to death if he couldn't touch him a few times because of the strangeness.

Fighting weirdness is skillful.

Weak point breaking, defensive blocking, dodging and moving, breaking moves interrupted... everything is to minimize the risk of being hit by weirdness in the front, and to protect oneself to the greatest extent.

Human beings are so fragile.

Even after entering martial arts, in terms of physique, only the vitality and blood are only a little more than ordinary people, not much stronger.

It is similar to the difference between being killed by a weird one punch and being killed by a weird punch with two punches, but there is just a little more room for buffering.

In martial arts, the most important thing is to learn kung fu, martial arts, skills, and use internal power that ordinary people cannot use.

These are the foundation of warriors, and the foundation for human beings to fight against weirdness.

But the guy in front of him doesn't know these things at all.

Lin Ling could only hope that Chen Mu had really taught Fang Yue how to use a sword, even the roughest one.

Captain Lin, the knife is coming!

At this time, Xiaohu and Niu Niu, who was holding his severed hand and holding his heart, had already returned.

Behind them, followed by five vice-captains, each holding a large handful of standard iron knives.

Lin Ling glanced past Niu Niu, who was full of expectation, and looked at the five vice-captains.

This made Niu Niu's heart skip a beat, a little flustered.

After the heart-biting pill returned to full blood, now his wound has started to rot and deteriorate again.

[Curse] was much trickier than he thought, but he told Captain Lin about it, but Captain Lin didn't say anything, only saying that now is not the time to talk about it.

Indeed, the whole village hopes that Fang Yue's battle results are more important than his life.

But after all, it is his own life, so Niu Niu is still worried.

Captain Lin, these are the knives I collected from nearby team members and villagers. I'm still asking people to continue collecting them. I'm just afraid that you are in a hurry, so I send this batch here first.

The one who spoke was the vice-captain bald old sheep.

After a pause, he asked suspiciously, I don't know why Captain Lin wants so many knives?

Lin Ling took one of the knives, weighed the weight, and said in a deep voice, You will find out later.

After the voice fell, he looked forward.

There, Fang Yue and Wei Wei were still anxious about fighting.

But Fang Yue has gradually fallen into a disadvantage, attacking less and defending more.

This is normal, people are not weird.

A person's concentration is limited, if the battle is prolonged, there will be more negligence, and if the reaction is half a beat slower, every step is dangerous!

Not to mention, there are physical problems.

After entering martial arts, it's just that the breath is long, not that the physical strength is unlimited.

Fang Yue's special physique seems to only be capable of quick recovery of qi and blood. Looking at him panting and sweating, it is obvious that he is approaching the limit.

Fortunately, the maid on the opposite side was weird, and her movements were a lot sluggish due to consumption, and she didn't have the kind of agility and fury when she was fighting with Hua Wuye.

It can be said that it is already very scary for Fang Yue to reach such a level as a beginner in martial arts.

After all, this girl's weirdness is obviously not ordinary weirdness, and it is placed in the [Black-Level Elementary], which is also the group with the top strength.

Otherwise, if it was an ordinary [Black-Level Elementary], he and Hua Wuye would have killed it long ago.

It doesn't even need flowers and leaves, ordinary black-level weirdness, he alone has the power to kill!

now...

Lin Ling stared at the front with his eyes fixed. Fang Yue and Wei Yi punched each other to distance him, and he immediately threw the knife in his hand.

Xiaoye! Take the knife!

Lin Ling threw out the knife, and immediately couldn't help coughing, coughing up blood foam. His condition is really bad.

The iron knife came out of his hand and flew straight towards Fang Yue. With a bang, it was firmly inserted into Fang Yue's feet, and the landing point was very precise.

Fang Yue's expression brightened, she drew her sword and stood up.

The blade is made of iron, with a sharp edge and standard workmanship, which made Fang Yue's eyes shine.

Good knife!

Analytic Hitomi starts.

Name: Iron Knife.

Level: mortal low-grade.

Restrictions: None.

Sharp value: 0.3.

Durability: 5/5.

Description: An ordinary knife.

Remarks: A happy color is a happy color, and it is always a happy color.

Fang Yue: ...

Can you take back what you just said?

Fang Yue was startled. Does the sharpness value have a decimal point?

My broken rusty knife is actually quite strong! Really a baby!

The only advantage of this knife is that its durability is better than that of a rusty knife.

When Fang Yue thought of this, the servant girl roared strangely and rushed over again.

Seeing the blood that had returned to full, he gritted his teeth and went forward.

It doesn't matter, Captain Lin gave you the treasured sword today, and I will use you to sacrifice the sword!

Thinking about it, Fang Yue jumped up, and when she raised her head strangely, she directly smashed Huashan down!

die!!

Fang Yue yelled loudly, but Wei Wei turned his head, and with a sound of iron knife, he slashed Wei Wei's shoulder heavily.

Immediately, there was a tactile feedback of the blade cutting on the hard rock, and Fang Yue's tiger's mouth went numb after the shock.

At the same time, an injury slowly floated out.

-

61.

ah?

That's it?

Fang Yue felt the vibration of the blade, and looked at the emerging damage, she was stunned for a while.

The battle was distracted, but it was a big taboo, and was immediately sent flying by Wei Yi's punch, and rolled twice on the ground.

-

125!

Fang Yue didn't care about the injury on her head, she quickly got up and ran back some distance, Wei Yi had followed up as expected.

As he ran, he looked down at the iron knife in his hand.

There was a gap in the iron knife!

I am! What kind of bean curd dregs project is this! The quality is too bad.

At this time, Analytic Tong still didn't forget to jump out and mock him.

Name: Iron Knife.

Level: mortal low-grade.

Restrictions: None.

Sharp value: 0.3.

Durability: 2/5.

Description: An ordinary knife.

Remarks: A happy color is a happy color, and it is always a happy color.

... Buddha!

Feeling the whistling wind from behind, Fang Yue suddenly stopped and lowered her head, dodging the iron palm rubbing against her scalp, turned around with her backhand and slashed at Wei Wei's waist with a knife.

With a bang, the blade broke in two, and the blade flew out.

Looking at the '-52' popping out of the weird head! ’ Injury, Fang Yue took advantage of the trend, short and strange, and ran towards Lin Ling.

While running, he threw away the broken knife and shouted loudly.

Here comes the knife!