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Chapter 149 Assassination(2/2)

Lin Ke dodged again, and the tail of the golden whip swept past his feet, making a deafening sound.

Yao Feiyue's cultivation was strong and her whip skills were excellent. If she missed a single blow, she would attack again and again, forcing Lin Ke to only perform one step at a time without being able to land.

In an instant, Yao Feiyue attacked twenty times, with heavy whip shadows.

Lin Ke was also on the top of the tower, dodging twenty times, his body kept hanging in the air, seven or eight afterimages appeared, dodging left and right. From a distance, it looked like there were seven or eight Lin Ke, fighting with Yao

Feiyue fights.

The more Yao Feiyue fought, the more frightened she became. How could there be such a mysterious movement technique in the world? She could avoid it twenty times in a row without any help.

If she mastered this kind of movement, she would be able to fight even against a strong person like Silkworm Heart.

At this time, Lin Ke secretly complained. Even if his cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth level of the Blood Sea Scroll, his vitality had greatly increased, and he had used the One-Step Technique twenty times in a row, he still felt that the vitality in his body was beginning to be unstable and it would be difficult to continue.

We cannot sit back and wait for death, we can only take the initiative.

Lin Ke fully mobilized the Sun and Moon Yao Guangqi, swooped down, and shouted softly: "The wind explodes and the thunder roars."

Wind Fist, the fourth form.

When the fist seal was struck, the sound of the explosion was like thunder, and the huge wind completely enveloped Yao Feiyue.

Not only was Yao Feiyue not afraid, but she was overjoyed: "It seems that you have run out of skills and have to take the initiative to fight with me. Unfortunately, with the strength of your vitality, you are far behind the fate master."

Lin Ke's vitality is only forty feet thick, while Yao Feiyue's vitality is three hundred feet thick.

The two collide, like an egg striking a stone.

"Let you experience the master's method of Qinghe Holy Mansion, transforming the qi into the sky."

Yao Feiyue withdrew her golden whip, spread out her snow-white fingers, and her strong vitality spurted out, turning into a palm print of the world. The burst of vitality fluctuations was several times more powerful than Lin Ke's, almost crushing her.
Chapter completed!
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