I Can Add More If I Kill

Wu Ke'er wondered: "Su Sheng, what was that just now?"

"It seems to be an invisible aura, or something similar." Su Sheng's mental power is stronger than ordinary people. Although the distance is far away, he can almost sense what it is.

Lin Qingfeng looked at Yan Qiushui who retreated in embarrassment, and tapped the folding fan on the palm of his hand: "Beauty responds really fast."

Yan Qiushui was attentively sensing the movements around him, without distraction.

Lin Qingfeng sighed: "Beauty talk more, don't act like an ice sculpture all day, that's boring."

When Yan Qiushui heard this, he raised his brows and couldn't help but want to say something. At this moment, a sharp invisible light attacked from behind again.

Yan Qiushui had to swallow the words that came to his mouth, his chest felt aggrieved for a while, and he turned back and slashed out with a forceful sword.

However, the power of this invisible aura was not weak, and it forced Yan Qiushui to take a few steps back.

The invisible aura turned back and rushed to Yan Qiushui again, going back and forth more than a dozen times in a row, Lin Qingfeng just controlled the invisible aura and beat Yan Qiushui to the point of being unable to fight back.

Lin Qingfeng laughed, and did not step forward, but gently shook the folding fan with the four characters "Convince People with Virtue".

Wu Ke'er had a serious look: "Su Sheng, Lin Qingfeng seems to be very ill-fated, I really want to hit him."

Su Sheng pondered for a while: "To tell you the truth, I think so too."

Seeing that Yan Qiushui was getting more and more embarrassed, Lin Qingfeng decided to end the test, holding a folding fan in his hand to kill Yan Qiushui for a moment, and at the same time controlling the invisible aura to attack from behind. The two sides attacked together, and the end was that Yan Qiushui could not escape.

The two attacks came in an instant, and a silver light suddenly lit up on Yan Qiushui's body. At the same time, a silver rune also lit up on the invisible aura. Yan Qiushui and the invisible aura suddenly switched positions.

"Space Spirit Skill?"

Everyone on the field was moved, but they didn't know if it was the mental ability or a special space skill.

Such an exchange changed the situation on the field.

The invisible aura appeared in Yan Qiushui's position and slashed at Lin Qingfeng himself.

Yan Qiushui has not shown anything outstanding so far. Lin Qingfeng was already prepared in his heart. Although he was not panicked at this time, he raised the folding fan in his hand and controlled the invisible aura to fly upwards. The invisible aura almost rubbed against Lin Qingfeng's face. to the sky.

Before Lin Qingfeng could breathe a sigh of relief, a sharp long sword suddenly stabbed, but it was Yan Qiushui who followed the invisible aura!

Lin Qingfeng had no choice but to open the folding fan to block it.

Yan Qiushui's long sword struck the fan surface. Although it did not penetrate, it also slammed into Lin Qingfeng's chest.

Lin Qingfeng snorted and took a few steps back, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Yan Qiushui held the long sword, and silver light lit up again on his body.

Lin Qingfeng was startled, his eyes quickly swept around, not knowing what Yan Qiushui was going to exchange places with this time.

Suddenly, there was a silver light flashing in his eyes, and Lin Qingfeng immediately reacted suddenly, let go of the folding fan in his hand, and he was about to retreat quickly.

However, it was already a little late. Yan Qiushui took advantage of the opportunity he stabbed on the fan to leave a silver mark, and now he swapped places with the folding fan and reappeared in front of Lin Qingfeng with a sword.

The blood fell, and a long wound appeared in front of Lin Qingfeng.

"It's so dangerous, so dangerous." Lin Qingfeng looked down at the wound in front of him, and smiled bitterly, "It's going to be dangerous if it goes deeper, beauty, you are really showing no mercy."

Yan Qiushui secretly felt a pity, this person reacted so fast, he failed to defeat the enemy with one blow, and missed a perfect opportunity.

"Since it's so powerful, then I'll do my best." Lin Qingfeng put away his smile and spread his hands in front of him.

"invisible!"

The invisible aura fell from the sky and hovered in the field, waiting for an opportunity.

This is not over yet, Lin Qingfeng's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, the air waves blowing his sleeves, Lin Qingfeng shouted in a low voice:

"Irregularity!"

A crescent-shaped black aura instantly gathered behind Lin Qingfeng,

A strong spiritual power fluctuation is faintly emitted.

Yan Qiushui's heart sank, and the other party actually had other moves.

Lin Qingfeng pointed at Yan Qiushui, and the impermanent aura shot out, and Yan Qiushui immediately waved his sword to resist.

But the impermanent aura slashed onto the long sword and twisted and suddenly turned into a long black whip, and Yan Qiushui was bound to be caught off guard.

Yan Qiushui stretched out his hand and took out a dagger from his waist, and turned his hand and threw it towards Lin Qingfeng.

The silver light flickered, Yan Qiushui switched places with the dagger still in the air, and the black whip was tied up in loneliness.

Lin Qingfeng knew what Yan Qiushui was thinking when she threw the dagger, and had long arranged for the invisible aura to intercept the dagger. Yan Qiushui just showed his body when he felt the strong fluctuation of spiritual power above his head.

The invisible aura suppressed Yan Qiushui in place and couldn't move, but the impermanence not far away had turned into a long rope and came quickly, "whoosh" wrapped around Yan Qiushui's tall body, and tied it tightly from top to bottom.

It should be convex, it should be warped, and the beautiful figure can be seen at a glance, and Lin Qingfeng, who sees the front, swallows saliva unconsciously.

Yan Qiushui's face flushed slightly, and he said coldly, "I admit defeat, let me go."

Lin Qingfeng also reacted, and quickly waved away the invisible and impermanent, apologizing: "I'm sorry, beauty, it's because you are too powerful that I have to do my best, I'm sorry."

Yan Qiushui snorted and quickly stepped off the stage.

Lin Qingfeng picked up the folding fan that had fallen aside, and walked off the stage embarrassedly, his eyes seemed to be fascinated by the scene just now.

"How is it, brother's strength is still good?" Lin Qingfeng came to Su Sheng Wu Ke'er, and opened the fan that convinces people with virtue and gently shook it.

Su Sheng smiled and said: "The strength is okay, but it's too bad."

Lin Qingfeng sighed: "I can't help it, who made my every move to exude a unique and unique temperament. In this world, people with special characteristics will inevitably be envied."

Su Sheng shook his head and gestured to the side: "I'm talking about that one."

Lin Qingfeng turned his head to look, Yan Qiushui was looking at this side calmly.

Those cold eyes made Lin Qingfeng's movements stiff, and he quickly turned his head and said with a guilty conscience: "That's okay, Su Sheng, you don't understand, being beaten by a beautiful woman is also a kind of happiness."

"Ha ha."

At this time, among the eight people who passed the sixth floor of the Martial God Tower, only two of them had not been on stage.

One of them was a young man with white hair. He was leaning against the wall at the moment. He was short in stature. The long purple knife he was carrying was about the same height as his own. In appearance, he was somewhat similar to Bai Chen, but his face was green and calm. His name is Lin Langtian.

The other is Zhuang Hanqing, a girl with long hair and an ordinary appearance, but a gentle personality.

With a smile on his face, Li Xinglun called softly, "Please come on the 7th and 8th."

"That...if possible, I will abstain." Zhuang Hanqing said suddenly.

Lin Langtian just took two steps, and when he heard this, he looked up.

Seeing everyone looking over, Zhuang Hanqing said with a smile: "My strength is a little worse than everyone present, and besides... my heart is not very aggressive."

After speaking, Zhuang Hanqing bowed to Lin Langtian again: "I'm very sorry."

Lin Lang's nature was very cold, so he didn't say much, just silently retreated to the wall and continued to be alone.