C1255 Injuries
C1255 Injuries
The assassin looked at Lin Yaoyang and didn't attack again. Instead, he looked at Lin Yaoyang and spoke in a deep voice, "Where is that bald man with you?"
Lin Yaoyang was shocked. He knew that the person he was asking was definitely Ma Zhe. Lin Yaoyang let out a long sigh of relief in his heart. Luckily, he didn't bring Ma Zhe out this time.
Otherwise, if this assassin wanted to kidnap Ma Zhe by force, with his strength, it would be very difficult for Lin Yaoyang to stop him.
Lin Yaoyang coldly harrumphed and didn't turn his head.
However, he lowered his head and looked at his left hand. There were cracks on his left hand and middle finger.
The bones of this Titled Fighter Level's hand were actually damaged by this assassin's attack.
Lin Yaoyang finally understood why this human prison dared to say that sending out an assassin of the same realm was a success.
Their strength was just too powerful.
Lin Yaoyang's arm was an arm of a Titled Fighter Level. Even in the Holy Pond, which was much stronger than Lin Yaoyang's arm, it was still invincible.
But in the end, a problem had occurred in the hands of this assassin.
Lin Yaoyang didn't answer this Martial Saint's question.
The assassin's eyes glinted with a cold light as he said in a cold voice, "It seems like I have to capture you and let the God of Slaughter interrogate you personally."
After saying that, the assassin raised the Long Sword in his hand once again.
Although the tip of the ___ was damaged, it did not affect the aura on the assassin's body at all.
Lin Yaoyang's heart tightened. He was relying on the pill to increase his strength, and was struggling to hold on. How could he possibly fight against this Martial Saint assassin?
Furthermore, after a while, the effect of the ___ on Lin Yaoyang's body faded, and his body would welcome the most terrifying period of weakness in history.
One should know that Lin Yaoyang had swallowed countless pill into his stomach.
As long as it was a pill that could overdraft his body's strength, Lin Yaoyang would immediately stuff it into his mouth.
After Lin Yaoyang experienced the strength of a Martial Saint, he was quite shocked. So this was the world in the eyes of a Martial Saint?
It was as if everything in the world could be seen in his eyes.
Lin Yaoyang could even feel the life force in the grass next to his feet. That kind of powerful perception was something Lin Yaoyang had never felt before in the Martial Extreme.
Lin Yaoyang looked around. Guo Yuehong's eyes were filled with anxiety. Apparently, she had already known the origin of this man.
However, it was useless to be anxious. She could not help Lin Yaoyang. This Martial Saint assassin only needed one strike to kill her.
This Martial Saint assassin didn't speak too much to Lin Yaoyang.
He raised the Long Sword in his hand and disappeared from where he stood.
Lin Yaoyang's facial expression changed. He could only brace himself and face the enemy. However, he knew that in his current condition, he could only withstand a few more attacks from the assassin.