✓ Interstellar Ink Master

19

☆, brush attack

Lin Yu once again dodged the opponent's attack, did not dare to directly resist, and could only take the way to fight. At the same time as Lin Yu made a move, Seraphim was not to be outdone and chose to deal with another enforcer, but the damage caused by Liuli before had been suppressed by Seraphim, and it is estimated that he himself did not expect that this trip was actually his biological mother who wanted his life! After a while, there is no need for these shameless relatives to make a move, and the seraphim may not be able to hold on.

Seeing Seraphim's situation, Lin Yu knew that he couldn't drag it on any longer, but his attack on the other party was simply painless, he kept cat and mouse to tease himself, and the injuries on his body were increasing, Lin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, it seems that he needs to come up with a way out of this predicament as soon as possible! What should I do?

The more intense the battle, the calmer Lin Yu's heart became, the pain and blood kept stimulating Lin Yu's adrenaline, the opponent's movements were broken down in Lin Yu's eyes, and each attack became a specific value that was recorded in the brain for comparison.

That's right! Word! The shape of the word determines the strength of the attack! Although the opponent seems to have similar attack intensity on the surface, there are still slight differences in the specific reach of each time! If you can make the written "words" more beautiful and more charming, will the attack be stronger?

If it continues like this, it is estimated that it will wait for the other party to play enough and throw himself out, as a lesson to the ignorant junior, even if the family that protects the short will not be dissatisfied with the Eagle Falcon family and mustard, but the seraphim is destined to not survive! Although he only got along for a short time or two, Lin Yu liked this feeling of being coquettish and dependent on the other party, and that kind of thing was very comfortable, and he wanted to try again!

Lin Yu was slammed the chest by the other party, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, a delicate brush suddenly appeared in his right hand, and the wolf on the pen showed no danger that made Chesia fearful, this woman quickly yelled at the enforcer who was fighting against Lin Yu, "Quickly back away!"

Lin Yu slightly evoked a calm and gentle smile, and waved his pen down...

The things in Lin Yu's hands made those present wonder, not everyone can feel the danger like Cesia, Chesia's reaction made everyone incomprehensible, including the law enforcer who directly faced Lin Yu, he was also attracted by this strange and fragile thing, a wooden "weapon"? He can crush with one finger!

But when the soft hairs between the heads of this thing that "he can crush with one finger" touched his body, the law enforcer felt that the spiritual power in his body was stagnant for a moment centered on this point, and then the law enforcer suddenly paused and froze.

Suddenly stopping in the fight is basically an act of looking for death, and the people around him don't understand why this person doesn't move, and Lin Yu's behavior of also stopping fighting and retreating to the side makes everyone have to admire it, it's really a high wind and bright festival! But Cecia on the main throne did not think so, and naturally saw clearly with her eyes that Lin Yu used that strange thing to "write" a "explosion" on the enforcer.

When Lin Yu wrote, Chesia only felt funny, that thing is wood plus what animal hair, if anything can produce an attack effect, for hundreds of thousands of years, the imperial ink masters do not need to work hard to "write" words with their bodies to cultivate.

Sure enough, when Lin Yu finished writing, Chesia did not feel that a large area of rule power was triggered, and even the rule power disappeared without a trace after a flash. However, the motionless enforcer gave Chesia a bad premonition, and rebuked in a deep voice, "What's going on? Another family enforcer from the trial hall hurriedly walked towards Lin Yu's side.

When everyone's eyes were on the sluggish enforcer, Lin Yu quietly moved his steps, and I don't know when he actually moved to the side of the seraphim, stretched out his left hand to hold the saraphus, and whispered softly, "Go." "Ready to pull people and run, fortunately, the previous enforcer saved his mind to play and did not deal with Seraphim, otherwise with his current situation, where would he be able to survive until now!"

Suddenly, his subordinates suddenly froze, Lin Yu knew if he was good, and when he looked back, he saw that Seraphim had no blood on his face, and his lips were actually white and blue.

Lin Yu didn't know well, and planned to carry the seraphim and run out! He must find a place to heal the Seraphim as soon as possible, but if even the Seraphim, who is the Healing Imperial Ink Master, can't save himself, who else can do it!

There were so many masters of the Eagle Falcon family present, how could they let Seraphim leave easily, a relatively younger old man among the elders stood up and slowly stretched out his hand towards Seraphim, his movements looked very slow, but he blinked in front of him! Lin Yu found that there was no way to resist at all, which was a kind of level suppression that was too different.

If Lin Yu did not miscalculate, with the degree of his practice of the Lin family exercises, in this world equivalent to a fourth-level low-level imperial ink master, he had used the brush in the space bamboo house on a whim before, after all, for Lin Yu, writing with a brush is naturally more beautiful than writing by hand, and he is more accustomed to using it. Combined, Lin Yu could resist a fifth-level Imperial Ink Master. But the old man in front of him brought Lin Yu an irresistible sense of oppression, coupled with the situation of Seraphim not waiting for people, Lin Yu ushered in the first big problem in his life, it seems that his previous self was too smooth.

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