Now that Zhao Xuanyi was temporarily hiding and Kunai was in danger, Qingling quickly made a decision.
Rescue Kunai!
She and Ning Hentian looked at each other and understood each other's plan. Then they turned around and rushed towards Kunai, ignoring Zhao Xuanyi.
For the two of them, Kunai's life is much more important than killing Zhao Xuanyi!
In front of the stone table, Du Mingqiu looked unhappy. Seeing that the kunai was about to be taken down by someone's poison, Zhao Xuanyi backed down. Even if he struggled with the two for a while, he would have a chance of winning.
"Boy, I need you to look good afterwards!"
Of course Du Mingqiu knew that Zhao Xuanyi's character could not really surrender to him, and he was so angry that his teeth itched.
The battle between Kunai and the two human Gus has gradually come to an end. Although his body is strong and the seventy-two stunts of Foyin Temple are very skilled in Kunai's hands, the two human Gus are not afraid of pain and are like killing machines.
, launching endless attacks on itself.
The golden light on the kunai's skin had dissipated, and the Arhat's golden body was violently shattered. Blood spurted from his mouth and nose. He wiped the blood on his forehead with force, tried to open his eyes, and squeezed the last bit of strength in his body.
Human Gu does not know any pain at all. Even if the body is severely injured, it will not be affected. If the arm is broken, it will hit with the body. If the body is deformed, it will bite with the teeth. No matter how hard the kunai attacks, it cannot knock them down.
Being hit by the human poison again, Kunai finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground.
His eyes were covered with blood, his brain was dizzy, and his hands were all bloody and dripping with blood.
The condition of the human Gu was not much better. Many parts of the body were damaged, and even their arms were broken. They took advantage of their lack of pain and pounced on the kunai again, but they actually wanted to bite them with their mouthparts!
Kunai tried hard to stay awake and tried to hide away, but there was a sense of vanity all over his body, as if his body was no longer his, and Kunai sighed deeply in his heart.
"Amitabha, I'm afraid the young monk can only accompany you all this far..."
Kunai could already feel the stench coming from the mouth of the human poison. He never expected that a disciple of the Arhat Hall of Foyin Temple would die at the hands of such a creature that was neither human nor ghost.
Closing his eyes, Kunai looked calm. He had tried his best to delay time, and left the rest to Donor Lin.
The smell of human poison was getting closer and closer. Just when their bloody mouth was about to bite Kunai's head, a long sword suddenly flew from the air and pierced the head of a human poison, killing him.
Nailed to the ground.
Qing Ling rushed over first and dragged Kunai's body backward, barely escaping the attack.
"Fairy Qingling?"
Kunai perked up and showed a relieved smile. He saw that Ning Hentian was already fighting with another human Gu and was not losing.
"Brother Ning, you are all fine!"
Seeing that the two of them were not injured, Kunai finally felt relieved, and the overwhelming righteousness in his chest also dissipated, and he suddenly felt severe pain from his limbs. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to stand up and fight with his companions.
Seeing Kunai like this, Qing Ling still wanted to move, so she quickly took out a pill and fed it to him, then helped him to rest against the wall.
Ning Hentian was fighting back and forth with the man who had lost his arms, and he still had time to send a message to the two of them.
"Monk, you did a good job, have a good rest!"
Qing Ling also gave Kunai a reassuring look, pulled out the Wandering Dragon Sword from the other human Gu's head, and stepped forward to help in the battle.
The human beings were injured in a bad injury under the suffering.
The bun's skull rolled on the ground, and it turned into a pool of dark green liquid, exuding a bad breath.
Soldier against soldiers!
Lin Mingyuan!
In front of the stone table, the two stones in Du Mingqiu's hands cracked and turned into a pool of powder.
"You lose."
Lin Mingyuan seemed to have expected this ending, and said lightly.
He picked up the three stones of his men and moved outside the stone table.
In the chessboard, the three of the three people in the chessboard immediately felt that their bodies were light, and the repressive cultivation poured out again. It was pushed away from a mysterious force from the chessboard.
Sitting down with a bitter leg, with spiritual power adjustment, he had a lot of good situation, so as not to coma on the spot.
Qingling tried to approach forward, but found that there seemed to be an invisible enchantment on the edge of the chessboard to separate them.
Ning Hattian looked anxiously at Lin Mingyuan sitting in front of the stone table.
He knew that the battle of the three had ended, and everything would be handed over to Lin Mingyuan.
Du Mingqiu rubbed the crushed stones in his hand, and suddenly a laughed burst.
"Boy, you seem to have forgotten the most important thing!"
He slowly stood up, lifted the head of the head in his hand, and looked at Lin Mingyuan in height.
"Even if those waste wins, as long as you die in my hands, it will be useless!"
Du Mingqiu did not care about the destruction of the person. In his heart, as long as he could get inheritance and break through the realm, what would the people do even if the people in the world died?
Whoever does the deer still depends on the next match.
King to King!
"Boy, you are lucky, you can fight with the old husband."
Du Mingqiu showed disdain.
"You are also unfortunate, because you will die in the hands of the old man soon!"
Even if the two were seal, Du Mingqiu confident that he could crush Lin Mingyuan with his understanding of martial arts.
Building the foundation during the district, Mao has not been long yet. Do you really think that the gap between the two is only in the cultivation?
As long as he killed Lin Mingyuan to win, when the repairs were recovered, Ning Hate Tian and others outside the chessboard were not the enemy. Here, he could enjoy it alone!
The faucet knocked down the ground fiercely, and there was a loud sound of heartbroken. Lin Mingyuan slowly stood up and took out the green sword. The slender sword made a light groan at the moment of the appearance of the sword.
Full of aura, it seems that the owner is facing the danger at this moment.
Qing Ling looked at the two on the chessboard, clenched his fist, and only hated that he could not step forward to help out.
They are facing the people who build the foundation period, and Lin Mingyuan is facing the authentic Jindan period monk at this moment!
Even if the two lose their spiritual power, they are not able to compete with the experience accumulated in the battle for many years.
"Qing Ling Fairy .. I believe in the Lord of Lin Shi ..."
The bitter voice sounded in the ears of the two, and there was no worry on his face. He looked at the chessboard quietly.
"The little monk believes in Lin Shizhu, just like Lin Shizhu believes in me."
The battle of the three has ended, and the good show on the chessboard has just begun.
Lin Ming was tightly held the green sword, and he looked at Du Mingqiuyao. Both sides did not take the initiative to take the initiative, and seemed very cautious.
After losing the spiritual guard, the monk's body can no longer bear the attack of the magic weapon.
Even a person with a high self-esteem like Du Mingqiu had to hold his breath and focus on seeing Lin Mingyuan as his real opponent.