Chapter 255: Jiangnan · Truth
The Mist Beast looked at its broken finger and screamed in disbelief. It had never suffered such a defeat against a higher cultivated Iron Head before. A wave of white mist enveloped it, and its fingers returned to their original state. It seemed to stop screaming and pounded its chest like a diamond, making its entire body more solid. It emitted lion roars from its chest that were magnified countless times, roaring like thunder and deafening
Suddenly, the landslide was raging, and the ice layer was like a glass cup exploding when encountering high pitched sounds. The ice debris hit the ground like hail.
Upon hearing this sound, Lin Keqing felt the demonic sound piercing her ears. She closed her hearing, but was constantly pierced by bullet like ice debris. Several times, the wind blade of the mist beast cut through her clothes and hair, creating a dangerous situation.
Until the demonic sound stopped, she had a chance to counterattack. She slowly drew out her samurai sword, her eyes deep, and compared them to the mist beast, saying, "Come on
The Misty Beast felt her provocation and immediately became angry like a raging bear, waving its arms at Lin Keqing in a huff and puff manner. Its huge arms were like shells, with each swing mixed with wind, snow, and ice debris, and its power was no less than that of a bomb.
Lin Keqing was beaten several times, and after several reorganizations, wounds appeared on her body. Although there was no bleeding, she felt her origin being rapidly lost, like pulling bone marrow from her body, in excruciating pain.
She finally understood why Iron Head had suffered such a disastrous defeat. This monster cannot be underestimated, "she said solemnly," It is melted by mist, boneless and invisible. I don't know what its weakness is
Xiao Ta said, "Fog is most afraid of wind. Try using the technique of breathing wind
Everything generates and restrains each other, Lin Keqing thinks it makes sense. Anyway, there is no better way. The dead horse acts as a live horse doctor, silently reciting the spell of the wind breathing technique. A tornado over ten meters high forms in the air, mixed with Lin Keqing's spiritual blade, and rolls towards the mist beast.