The two of them were able to make the most appropriate response in such a short time, which made Lin Luo curious. It was as if they had rehearsed it in advance, and Lin Luo could make the most appropriate response as soon as they arrived.

Either the two sensed Lin Luo’s arrival in advance, or they were experienced and would subconsciously react when the situation was critical.

The first possibility is extremely small, otherwise the two would not have waited until Lin Luo took the initiative to attack before fighting back. Then the second possibility is very terrifying!

The two of them worked together to attack Lin Luo on the upper and lower plates. Lin Luo retreated two feet away, and the iron sword came out of the sheath with a "clang".

The offensive was fierce, and Lin Luo kept avoiding the two tricky attacks. The man in black in the upper plate used a pair of flesh palms to fight against the iron swords, while Lin Luo kept adjusting his pace at the lower plate and avoiding his fists.

The combined attack is like a propelling tank. Lin Luo can only retreat and force it to the corner in a moment.

There was no way to retreat, Lin Luo moved quickly backwards, and his body was pressed against the wall before he could only stretch two feet away. The iron sword was shining down slanted, and the tip of the sword seemed to be cold, slashing through the void. The sword was injected with 30% of its internal force, the sword edge was sharp, and the rolled sword energy blade was as sharp as the blade.

The masked man attacking the plate reacted very quickly and slapped the Baihui acupoint on the head of another masked man with one palm.

Immediately, the masked man on the lower plate shouted loudly, and his hot palms blasted at the Ice Sword Qi.

The sword energy and palm power gathered, and two energy sources with different attributes burst out everywhere, and the tiles, stone and blue bricks in a corner exploded and shattered.

Lin Luo had no choice but to retreat, and he was against the wall behind him. Countless fine lines cracked on the wall, which showed how powerful the explosion just now was. The masked man also took two steps back before stopping.

"Who are you? You dare to hinder the Killer Tower from doing business!?" The masked man stared at Lin Luo tightly, with a hint of fear in his eyes. This young man who suddenly rushed out could actually resist the joint attack between them!

Although there are only five success powers, it is still...unbelievable!

Killer Tower?

When Lin Luo heard this name, he suddenly lit up. A year ago, the two men in black who were rescued by Zhao Zheng were also assassins in the Killer Tower. Unexpectedly, a year later, two more men in black came.

Moreover, when Lin Luo just fought with the two, he found that the two of them had a joint attack technique and the internal force of the hot Yang, they were basically in line with the two who injured him described by Xuan Jian.

I met two killers last year and two more this year. Is it just a coincidence?

Lin Luo gently shook the iron sword and said, "Hmph, when you see injustice on the road, you draw your sword to help. You kill innocent people indiscriminately, but you don't even let go of your children. You're simply worse than a beast!"

Faced with Lin Luo's righteous indignation, the masked man just smiled after hearing this: "It seems that he is another so-called knight who is ignorant of life and death. He dares to hinder the Killer Tower from doing his business. He can only die! Let you accompany them today! Get up and die!"

The masked man blocked Lin Luo's way, one left and one right. He swept down like an eagle flying into the sky, and his five fingers became claws sharply and broke gold. Two violent and hot auras locked Lin Luo, as if his claws were about to tear him apart.

Lin Luo stood there without moving at all. The iron sword gradually emitted a silver-white light, which was particularly visible in the darkness. In an instant, the sword body was covered with a layer of frost that was thin into the cicada's wings, covering the original bright light of the iron sword. The entire iron sword exuded a feeling of being close and hazy.

The two people on the left and right, Lin Luo swung the iron sword, and the whole person was hard to find. The fast-dance iron sword, like fog and clouds, condensed into a piece in the air, covering everyone's eyes.

Ximen Xue, who was hugged in her mother's arms, had never seen such a strange and moving scene except for heavy fog?

The place where the bad guy fights with his elder brother is gradually covered by a cloud of mist, which condenses but does not dissipate. Only the sword can be heard slashing through the air and making a "whisper" sound.

Ximen Xue was stunned for a moment, and even forgot that she was almost buried in the fire just now.

Countless ice crystals escaped from the sword blade, attached to the sword energy, and fell into the vast sea of ​​clouds. Lin Luo's sword was quick and relaxed, like clouds spreading and thrilling, or like crazy clouds, sweeping across the world.

The man in black didn't see this way. The sword was fast and hard to find. It looked like clouds but not fog, and the clouds mixed with cold ice crystals made the inner strength of the most yang and strong, unable to exert all its strength, at most about 70% of the full strength.

The terrible suppression made the two of them feel a little nervous. It is rare to have internal energy at the right time. In the middle of the night, a coincidence with the inconsistency of attributes emerged.

Lin Luo never thought that the "Thirteen Swords of Changes and Misty Clouds" combined with the internal strength of the Bing Soul will have such a miraculous effect. The five successful forces intersected to suppress the two. The only regret that Lin Luo was unable to kill the two with all his strength. Because the Tungsten Dragon Sword was damaged, Lin Luo went down the mountain to take a random iron sword that his disciples often used. But how could ordinary iron swords withstand the powerful internal force exerted by masters in the middle-grade warrior realm. With all his strength injected, the iron sword would definitely collapse. So Lin Luo only injected 50% of his internal force on the iron sword.

A layer of tiny ice crystals condensed by the internal force attached to the sword body fell off one by one during high-speed sword drawing and collision, and formed a fog of clouds and mist as the sword energy surged into the sky.

It seems beautiful and charming, but the cyclone in it flows and hits people's skin. The pain like needle-like needles is far less peaceful than it looks quiet and peaceful. If the man in black had not formed the body-protecting true energy, the skin of the clothes on his body would have already become ulcerated.

"Junior brother, sunshine!" The man in black shouted. With the limit of clouds and mist, the sword was secretly rushing out of the corner, and the frost clouds suppressed their internal strength too much. If this continues, it will only lead to a greater disadvantage.

The two of them had their palms together, and a hot orange-red internal force broke out of their bodies, faintly spreading on their bodies.

Lin Luo can see clearly in the clouds and mists that are seven meters apart. The true qi protects the body, and the internal strength appears, and his strength is at least as strong as the top-grade warrior. The two of them fight together, comparable to the lower-grade warrior!

The hot internal force appears outside, and the extremely high temperature melts countless ice crystals around the body, condenses and transforms, forming a misty water vapor curtain around the body. The water vapor is not transformed by Lin Luo's internal force, and Lin Luo can't see the situation in it for a while.

Outside the spiritual consciousness, Lin Luo only felt that a flood of energy was brewing in the water vapor. Then he saw the water vapor torn apart, and a red palm force broke out from his body and quickly attacked Lin Luo.

The palm force condenses into a round shape, and the bright red color seems to drip bleeding, which is as charming as the sunset sunset.

Lin Luo reacted very quickly, and the iron sword danced twice in the air. Based on the sword, he used internal force to absorb all the clouds and mists. The clouds and mists were gathered from a distance to the end of the sword, gradually forming a surging and endless vortex.

The clouds condensed, denser and whiter than before.

The clouds and mist in seven meters were rolled on the end of the sword in an instant, forming a delicate white silk.

The palm force was shaken, and Lin Luo's iron sword was winding and he shouted: "Go!"

Like a white silk cloud wrapped around the sword body, the white snake flew away from the sword body and intersected with the red palm!
Chapter completed!