"Brother Ning, do you think Lin Mingyuan has a chance of winning?"
Although Qing Ling tried hard to stay calm, the words she blurted out clearly showed that she was very worried inside.
Ning Hentian bandaged Kunai's injury. The opponent was exhausted and seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep. Fortunately, his life was not in danger.
"Even a poor Taoist can't see through it, but fellow Taoist Lin never does anything he's not sure about. Fairy, just rest assured."
Qing Ling just nodded and continued to focus on the chessboard.
A drop of water dripped from the top of the cave and hit the stone table with a sound.
The silent atmosphere was broken. Du Mingqiu finally couldn't help it and took the lead in attacking.
The dragon-headed staff in his hand hit Lin Mingyuan's Tianling Cap with great force. If this blow was carried out, his head would probably explode on the spot.
Lin Mingyuan didn't dodge, he wanted to test the opponent's strength, or should I say, after losing his spiritual power, what was the difference between the two sides based only on their physical fitness and moves!
Although he couldn't use the Taiyi Light Sword's sword to protect his body, Lin Mingyuan already knew this swordsmanship well. The green sword made a crisp sound of breaking the wind and went straight towards the dragon head staff.
The next moment, the two collided, making a sound of clashing weapons.
The slender blade of the green sword was instantly bent and formed a terrifying arc.
Unexpectedly, Du Mingqiu, who looked so old, could actually have such great strength when he moved his hands. He was worthy of being a Golden Core monk, and he could still exert powerful strength even in his twilight years.
Lin Mingyuan already knew it in his heart, and slightly changed the sword moves in his hand, taking off the strength of the dragon-headed staff, and once again distanced himself.
"Boy, do you understand the gap between us now?"
Du Mingqiu couldn't help laughing when he saw Lin Mingyuan dodging again and again. The dragon-headed staff in his hand was wielding the hunting wind, which didn't look like he was about to live long.
The material of the dragon-headed staff in his hand is also very extraordinary. It can actually collide with the green sword without falling behind, and even hold its head steady.
Fortunately, Lin Mingyuan's Taiyi Light Splitting Sword master was agile and could always block the attack of the dragon-headed staff and remove the brute force.
Du Mingqiu was unreasonable and seemed to want to kill Lin Mingyuan in one go. He struck out like a maggot on his tarsus. Seeing Lin Mingyuan blocking the attack of the dragon-head staff with his sword again, he punched out again.
The wind roared, and a sandbag-sized fist hit Lin Mingyuan's arm hard, sending him flying and falling to the ground.
"Bah! The seven great immortal sect disciples are nothing more than that!"
Du Mingqiu spat, sneered disdainfully, and walked a few steps to Lin Mingyuan.
I originally thought that Lin Mingyuan had some skills, but I didn't expect that it was a silver pole with a wax gun tip, and he was knocked down in just a few moves.
He did not wait leisurely, and raised the dragon-headed staff high again. Although it could not activate the spiritual power, the surrounding air became anxious, filled with sparks, and hit Lin Mingyuan's head with the force of wind and thunder.
If this blow hits hard, I'm afraid Lin Mingyuan will be killed on the spot!
"careful!"
Qing Ling couldn't help but let out a soft cry, wishing that the person on the chessboard was herself.
How could she not know that Lin Mingyuan arranged for three people to deal with human Gu, and that she faced Du Mingqiu to protect them, but now that the chessboard was blocked by a barrier, no one could interfere in this battle, and Qing Ling could only watch Lin Mingyuan fall into
In danger.
A sinister sneer appeared at the corner of Du Mingqiu's mouth. He seemed to be able to see Lin Mingyuan's corpse being separated under a single blow. He was challenging a strong man in the Golden Core stage at the Foundation Establishment stage. He simply didn't know whether to live or die!
Stick!
The unexpected picture did not appear, and the faucet smashed on the ground fiercely, making a heavy noise.
Lin Mingyuan's body avoided the attack on the occasion of the moment. He hit the whole person in the arms of Du Mingqiu under his feet. In his hand, the blue sword vomited like a spirit snake and pierced it fiercely.
The next moment, Du Mingqiu only felt a pain in the abdomen, and the whole person stepped back sharply, but the Qingjian seemed to be spiritual, biting his figure, Lin Mingyuan naturally did not want to miss this opportunity.
Wear Du Mingqiu's body.
He knew that Du Mingqiu looked at himself very much and thought that the gap between the two was huge, so he wanted to use his opponent's contempt as a bait and try to make the enemy.
But.
The plan was successful. Du Mingqiu was indeed stabbed by the blue sword.
"Victory!"
She breathed a long sigh of relief, but found that Ning Hate Tian was frowning.
"wrong."
Ning Hate Tian noticed the abnormalities and shouted loudly.
"Lin Daoyou, beware!"
With a hit, Lin Mingyuan did not expect that it would be so easy to succeed. It wasn't until the turbulent touch on the green sword that he didn't understand that it was not so simple.
Du Mingqiu's original head slowly raised his head, showing a smile of the people.
Qing Jian couldn't pierce in front of his belly, and the sword body gradually bent, making a sour sound.
"This time, you can't run away!"
Lin Mingyuan suddenly realized that the other party would deliberately reveal his flaws. His abdomen must have a magic weapon defense, and the green sword could not break.
"Boy, fight with me, you are still too tender!"
Du Mingqiu laughed, changed the trend, and hit Lin Mingyuan's wrist.
Qing Jian broke out in an instant, and was hit out. Seeing that it was a palm towards Lin Ming, with a rolling wind, although there was no spiritual blessing, it seemed very horrible.
Lin Mingyuan struggled to turn his body. After all, he did not escape this blow. He was hit hard at his shoulders.
He was sweet in his mouth, and the bloody smell of unable to control his throat came up.
"Lin Daoyou!"
Ning Hattian was shocked. At this time, there was no aura to protect himself. This palm was really beating on his body, but he was afraid that Lin Mingyuan would suffer a lot of trauma.
Du Mingqiu did not give a chance to breathe at all. He bullied his body again. The faucet spit the fire with a fire and smashed Lin Mingyuan's head with a broken sound. A Martian illuminated Lin Mingyuan's face, which looked pale.
The next moment, a strong sense of shock came from Du Mingqiu's hand.
He saw a weird giant sword horizontal and in front of him. After hitting the tap rod, he made a heavy loud noise, but he could not break through this heavy defense.
Lin Mingyuan was panting, holding his hoe with both hands, which was able to block Du Mingqiu's offensive.
"Think this is over?"
Du Mingqiu sneered, the first part of the dragon head began to rotate quickly, and a hot breath came. The dragon mouth seemed to be brewing a terrible offensive. The temperature around was raised a few degrees.
Is this the method?
wrong!
Ning Hate Tian never expected that in the case of being imprisoned, Du Mingqiu could still urge the faucet to attack. Is it possible?
His face was dull. Without guessing, Du Mingqiu's faucet can be urged with spirit stone. Although it is much smaller, it is a big kill at this time!
Lin Mingyuan has been injured at this moment. How can the faucet rotten by lingering the fireball with Lingshi urging the fireball?