Chapter 610

"How crazy!"

Im's eyes widened.

Before the crucial moment for both sides to win or lose, lowett was willing to use such a huge move.

From the strength of the other side's counterattack, he has judged that the other side is also tired.

So the more this time, the more you need to save energy and slowly figure it out?

Why the other way around?

The life and death chop is silent. It seems that it may be over.

Despite his injury, Im didn't want to step back. This was an attack he couldn't see through, but at least he understood that there was a distance limit.

"Well, wait!"

At this time, he suddenly thought: "if I really step back, what if he is a fake?"

In the state of time acceleration, Im's world is extremely slow, the splashed waves stop in the air, and the ripples solidify.

Only IM can move freely in this state, and when he breaks a blood line, lowett turns his godless eyes.

He couldn't see through life and death, or even find a trace.

This has been noticed by lowett in the battle.

Then Im couldn't help asking, what are the chances of the opposite side taking advantage of this?

If he takes the initiative to dodge back and withdraw from the lighthouse without using it, wouldn't he give up his advantages?

And his action of drawing the knife is too obvious, too like a fake action that makes him believe it.

But

What if not?

What if it's a fake made by the other party on purpose?

Life and death cut off "life" and the vitality beyond death. If not, what will happen to him if he is cut off by this move?

I'm afraid it's no better than quitting the lighthouse

What the hell to do!

Bet or not?

Looking at the blade approaching slowly, Ian's forehead exuded cold sweat.

Time acceleration is different from time pause. The real time still doesn't return every minute. When lowett returns to his senses, the blood prison knife fiercely cuts into IM's chest.

"Poof!!"

In the face of the blood sprayed on his face, lowett slightly opened his eyes: "Oh!"

"It's fake, asshole!"

Despite the tearing of half of his body, Im raised his hand with a grim smile and slapped lowett on the wall.

This slap almost fell on the other party at the same time as the blood prison knife. Even the Raven flew away without time to start. Lowett's chest collapsed and died instantly.

Looking at the corpse pasted on the wall, Im gasped, and the residual life energy kept gathering, making the wound heal slowly.

However, when it spread to his shoulders, he stopped muscle growth.

Different from suturing the wound, limb reconstruction requires too much energy. Even lowett is playing tricks. Of course, he doesn't dare to waste his energy at will.

"Oh, I can't be careless at all."

Im dragged his empty right torso and sneered, "almost caught your way."

Gollum!

Hearing the speech, he stared at the eyes in front and suddenly turned. The body was resurrected, and lowett raised his head.

"It's not your style, im."

"Even willing to gamble?"

"Hum!"

Living in seclusion behind the scenes for 800 years, in addition to that he is really strong and ridiculously strong, and no one in the sea is his opponent, he also tells lowitt IM's character.

This is a... Timid person!

After having absolute power, which strong person will choose to wait passively instead of actively change like im?

Behind him, there is only a "d" threat that is not even life or death. The power of the heavenly king plus the power of the fruit of the soul, for 800 years, isn't it enough for him to layout slowly and fight back?

However, this is the case.

Im not only did nothing, but also protected tianyasha, because he was related to the predicted fate and wanted to try fishing with him.

It's not like the strong at all!

Because the strength of the strong is exercised in the slightest bit, and they have absolute confidence in what they want to do.

They polish and temper in life and death, lose can lose openly, win can win simply, even in the face of invincible enemies, is white beard afraid? Is red hair afraid? Is Kato afraid?

none.

Because their faith has long been tempered with the training skills. Even if kaiduo breaks shanks' pride, he can't break his dignity as a strong man.

In contrast, im

In the face of the "d" with the possibility of resurrection and the fate that has not yet happened, he clearly holds all kinds of cards and rules the sea like looking for things, but he still trains the Tianlong people to come out and carry the black pot, hide behind the scenes and don't do it easily.

Combined with the previous examples, it is not difficult to find that what Im lacks is not strength, but mind.

So the question is, why?

The answer has already been revealed.

Just because his strength came a little too easily, it was the strength given when he was a spy and won when he finally betrayed. In 800 years, he can polish his skills, but he can't polish his faith after life and death.

So that when he is strong enough to crush his opponent, he is terrible.

But when his strength is not enough to crush his opponent, he is weak.

"So why dare you bet?"

Lowett asked, "your soul has not been sublimated, which means that you are still what you were before."

"What the hell are you thinking?"

Lowett could see through his soul. Im snorted coldly and said, "because I don't gamble."

"Oh?"

"Of course not."

"I just want to drag you into the water, no matter thirty-seven or twenty-one, even if I die on the spot."

"Have you heard that there is an animal on the sea as timid as me, but once faced with the threat of life and death, they..."

Lowett raised his hand and interrupted him, "the dog jumps over the wall, I understand."

"But you said drag me into the water, are you sure?" he looked at im strangely.

A mouse blocked by a cat in a corner will also struggle to death, not to mention a man.

That explains why Tom dared to stay where he was.

But drag him into the water?

With this slap?

After the latter was interrupted, his face was livid. Hearing his words, he smiled coldly and said, "Oh, you are not the only one who can play a conspiracy, black count!"

The voice fell and a loud noise came from the sky.

Boom!

Boom!!

"Final technology · doomsday!"

Through the breach of the lighthouse, the sky outside was filled with thunder and dark clouds.

Under the impact of an unknown force, the soul net broke one after another. The scope did not know the geometry. Looking down from outer space, large blocks left strip white spots on the great route. Taking the windless zone as the finish line, the huge soul net continued to break.

The storm and thunder rang through the sky at the same time, the ocean rolled up huge waves, and the earth rolled and trembled.

At this time, Im said, "spiritual projection can not only reflect the real material in the prison, but also reflect everything I think in my heart."

"The more detailed and perfect the picture, the stronger the power of projection."

"It is the same as projecting a sword. Just thinking about an outline is naturally different from thinking about what is projected by a magic weapon."

"It's a very useful ability, isn't it? It's really the strongest fruit ability."

Im looked out of the window with him and said, "there's only one limit."

"Picture frame!"

Lowett looked pale, but not frightened.

"The larger the range you want to project, the greater the consumption. You have already developed this fruit to the extreme. Covering thousands of miles is no problem, so you can stay in the holy land that day and project clouds and palms to stop me."

Im: "

"Well, I really don't have a sense of achievement."

But soon smiled.

Yes, the fact is the same as the other party said.

But does it make sense?

Boom!!

In a flash of white light, lowett spewed a mouthful of blood and fell back.

………………

I feel that I went against the water this year. Didn't I hurt my hand before, and then the same hand... When I charged my mobile phone in the afternoon, I accidentally touched two iron plates on the charger plug. When it was half inserted into the socket and was powered on.

Then he pointed to a white bubble on his belly, which turned into the same color as the meat of the knife head. Fortunately, there was no oil, and it was convex

I don't know how many friends had the experience of holding firecrackers and lighting them without throwing them out. Anyway, I felt that way at that time. My fingers were numb.