With no way to think, he could only activate his spiritual energy crazily, constantly wearing down the sword.
In just 5 seconds, the Cain Blade, which was stagnant above his head and full of violent sword breath, had already crushed the flesh on his face.
The entire face was distorted beyond recognition by the collision of psychic energy.
The skull is exposed, exposing the fragile brain structure.
If not, all the spiritual energy in the body rushes to the area being attacked, and it tries its best to resist.
Without any precautions, this sword can crush his head!
Trying his best to mobilize all the strength in his body, at this moment, he no longer meant to look down on Lin An.
They are both at the third level, but they can only find ways to survive in the same encounter!
You can't let that sword cut you off, otherwise you will definitely die!
Originally, three seconds seemed to be extremely short, but now, the man with the giant ax just felt that the other people on the same team were moving as fast as a turtle.
He noticed the torrent of arcane magic gathered around Lin An, which was obviously waiting for him to use up most of his spiritual energy and then directly blow up his body, leaving him no way to survive.
Too cruel!
I don't care about the so-called face, and I don't care too much.
He screamed loudly, his remaining eye stared at the sword that was pressed down inch by inch in horror, and his mental power sent out a message frantically:
"Help me!!"
Chapter completed!