The Absolute Speed of a Comic

The black iron king horse rushed over like a high-speed train.

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There is no wind resistance in the void enchantment, which allows the power of the Black Iron King to be displayed in the purest way, far exceeding the limit so far.

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And because there is no air here, oxygen cannot be supplemented, and the oxygen in the lungs will be quickly depleted.

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With the physical strength of people like them, holding their breath for half an hour has no difficulty, but once they fight fiercely, the oxygen consumption rate increases dramatically, and the activity time will be reduced to about a few minutes in one breath!

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Indeed, when it comes to swordsmanship, Hei Tie Wang Ma admits that he is far from Jiang Li's opponent.

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But when it comes to pure power, Jiang Li is definitely much worse than him!

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A thing like strength cannot be quickly improved within a few days. Even if it is increased, it will definitely not be much stronger than a week ago!

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As long as he seals his swordsmanship to cut through the vacuum fault, then he will not be able to break his defense!

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And in the vacuum domain, it is impossible for him to cut out the vacuum fault!

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Can win!

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With such a belief, the Black Iron King once again slashed!

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The Black Iron King's abacus is very good.

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Even his strategy itself is perfect.

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but.

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"Comparing strength with me?"

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Seeing this, Jiang Li showed a strange look instead.

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Facing the black iron king horse's slash, he didn't take a step back, and even took the initiative to meet him.

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"—!"

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In an instant, the two swords clashed.

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Not the slightest sound came out, only layers of smoke rings rippled.

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Jiang Li didn't change his face, this knife was nothing fancy, it was pure power.

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However, the black iron king's expression suddenly changed, his arms trembled violently, and a numbness attacked half of his body.

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"What a pity, I surpassed you in every way!"

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From Jiang Li's silently raised lips, Hei Tie Wang Ma read such words.

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Jiang Li gave a fluttering smile, and raised the Bling Saber high.

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Hei Tie Wang Ma's pupils shrank, and he clenched his teeth and immediately took a defensive posture.

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Jiang Li swung down the knife sharply.

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Countless sword lights shone like a splendid cloud, covering the entire world in front of the black iron king horse with dazzling speed.

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In that short breath, no one knew how many knives he had cut.

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It may be a few hundred dollars, or it may be more than a thousand dollars.

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In just one face-to-face, the black iron king horse's figure flew out like a broken sack.

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When the person was in mid-air, countless blood spilled out of that unimaginably hard body, like a rag, dyeing the ground beneath him blood red.

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Looking at him, he was covered in countless knife marks all over his body, and blood spurted out as if he didn't want money.

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"Oh oh oh! Seriously injured! Referee, help save people!"

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The host was taken aback and the microphone was blasted.

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"No... I'm afraid I don't need it yet."

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"What are you talking about, Mr. Haijiangtian? That's a serious injury!"

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"It's not a serious injury."

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"what?"

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on the field.

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Shinguji Kurono's eyes swept across the black iron king horse like a falcon.

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She seemed to ponder for a while, but she did not choose to interrupt immediately.

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Similarly, Jiang Li's attention was also locked on the black iron king horse, and he didn't mean to relax at all.

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That's all because the fighting spirit on the Black Iron King's horse has not disappeared.

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"You are really tough."

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Jiang Li shook the knife in his hand.

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"There is no wind resistance in the vacuum field. My knife speed is close to the high speed of sound, and I can still stand up... Are you really still a human being?"

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Opposite him.

The black iron king's body swayed slightly, and the figure seemed to fall down at any time, but it was as straight as a pine tree.

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Although his whole body was bathed in blood, his shirt was all shattered, and his body was wounded by countless stab wounds, the light in his eyes did not weaken at all.

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"Ever since I can remember, I've been chasing strength."

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Hei Tie Wang Ma's voice was low, as if he was answering Jiang Li's question, and he seemed to be giving himself perseverance.

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"After discovering that no one else could give me any pressure, I learned to give myself pressure, for example, by constantly compressing my body with air that is close to a vacuum..."

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"But usually, humans can't have a body like yours, no matter how much you exercise."

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"Yes, but I have evolved."

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The black iron king staggered slightly, and his vision gradually blurred.

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A large amount of blood poured out of the whole body, which has caused him to lose too much blood and may fall down at any time.

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However, he did not press the wound with vacuum pressure. In theory, as long as the wound was pressed with air, the blood bathing state could be stopped, but he did not do that.

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"Just as humans have learned to use their limbs flexibly over the course of tens of thousands of years, my body has undergone qualitative changes to this extent."

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"You mean, your years of hard work have caught up with the tens of thousands of years of human evolution?"

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"That's right."

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Jiang Li was silent.

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Although outrageous, there is no other explanation.

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The hardness of his body is completely different from that of ordinary people.

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Even Jiang Li had to admit that his defense was far inferior to him. At least he couldn't manage to only hurt his flesh and bones under the high-speed slash.

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The style of the ascetic has allowed him to complete the accumulation that humans have taken tens of thousands of years to complete, and achieve the same miracle as the evolution of species!

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As expected, the slasher can't follow the usual theory.

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"The rest of your strength should only be able to hit one blow."

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Jiang Li raised his long knife, the tip of the knife pointed directly at the black iron king horse.

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"I'll give you a chance, come on!"

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Although he is an enemy, he has an admirable spirit.

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"I won't be polite to you."

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The black iron king raised his head, as if there was a divine light brewing in his eyes.

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The fighting spirit has risen to the highest point so far.

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"Boom!"

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The huge magic power escaped with him as the center, and then poured into the wild sword in his hand!

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The intensity of that magic power even formed a veritable gust of wind~www.wuxiahere.com~ Even the light was refracted, making his figure less clear like a mirage!

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He didn't suppress the wound, he just wanted to inject all the magic into this final blow!

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On the blade, the gust of wind surged violently.

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The chaotic airflow roared in the entire arena, and everyone was blinded by the storm!

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nothing left!

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Do everything!

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As a pure cultivator who pursues power!

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"--kusanagi (Dragon Claw of the Moon Broken Moon)!"

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The black iron king horse let out a roar like the roar of the wind.

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The gust of wind slashed like a giant sword, and it looked like the dragon claws of the legendary dragon!

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Under that blow, any steel, rock, or body will be slashed open with force, without any accident!

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This is the full force of the black iron king horse.

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Inject all your own magic power, a sword without reservation!

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"Quickly protect the audience!"

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Shinguuji Kurono's complexion suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted to the audience.

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At the same time, a dozen or so slashers stood up from around the auditorium in unison, and joined hands to set up a huge barrier that enveloped the battle circle.

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