Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

The next second, Lin Zihao's head regrouped and appeared on his body.

It's just that his face turned pale at this time, and he no longer looked like the elegant gentleman before.

His face became cold and cruel. Damn it, a little warrior-level warrior actually forced him to use a skill he had only recently mastered to ___ Wind Hermit.

This alone consumed almost 30% of his spiritual power. Coupled with the consumption of the previous battle, at this moment, his spiritual power can support him to use Wind Hermit twice at most. After two times, he will be unable to do anything. Fight and lose.

Lin Zihao shouted low, and his body turned into an afterimage again and attacked Qin Fan. Although he consumed a lot of spiritual power, he believed that Qin Fan must have consumed more than him. Maybe this kid was at the end of his strength at this moment, so he rushed forward and said You might be able to overwhelm the opponent.

The two figures were entangled again, and strong winds blew in the middle of the venue. Everyone's eyes were filled with fog, and only a few spiritual students could clearly see the scene in the venue.

But their faces were full of disbelief, as if they had seen something strange.

"How is the situation? Is there a winner?"

"Don't keep looking, talk about it."

Some students can no longer bear it and constantly urge their friends with strong mental strength around them.

"That kid... is actually fighting with Mr. Lin."

The mentally strong student said in surprise.

The students around me rolled their eyes, isn't this nonsense? Wouldn't there be such a big movement if we didn't attack?

Ask you who has the upper hand.

"And... Mr. Lin looks like he can't hold it any longer."

The mental guy took a deep breath. Even he couldn't believe his eyes. The freshman actually suppressed Lin Zihao's attack the whole time. Seeing that Lin Zihao could only parry, I'm afraid...

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure flying out of the dust in the sky and hitting the ground a few meters away, curled up with a ferocious face.

"Young Master Lin..."

"cousin··"

When Yang Qian and others saw the face of the man flying out clearly, they couldn't help but feel frightened and ran over while yelling.

Lin Zihao curled up on the ground, wanting to die. He didn't take advantage of the superpower, but he didn't expect that he would lose even more miserably with ordinary fists and kicks.

Don't you say this is a waste?

Will the combat power of waste be that high?

Could it be...

Lin Zihao's resentful eyes looked at Sun Qiao, who was squatting next to him with a concerned look on his face. This guy must be hiding something and using himself as a weapon.

Sun Qiao's heart skipped a beat when he came into contact with Lin Zihao's murderous gaze.

Oops, this young man even has a grudge against himself.

Thinking of this, he felt anxious. He licked his face and followed his roommate. Why was he so careful all the way? It's not just that I want to find a strong backer to draw on my strength.

Now it seems that this power has not been used well, but it is likely to hurt myself.

"Sun Qiao, is this the trash you told Mr. Lin?"

Lin Zihao said nothing, and Zheng Hui was the first to look down.

He was the one who brought Sun Qiao, and if Lin Zihao wants to settle a score with Sun Qiao, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape the involvement.

Strike first to gain advantage, strike later to suffer disaster. Before Sun Qiao could explain, Zheng Hui was the first to attack.

"Damn it, Qin Fan, if you dare to hurt Mr. Lin, I want you to die."

Sun Qiao's eyes were red, and the anger on his face seemed to swallow Qin Fan alive.

He was very smart and did not defend himself, but showed his loyalty with practical actions.

His arm instantly extended in front of Qin Fan, and his huge fist hit Qin Fan who looked indifferent.

brush

The sword flashed past, and Sun Qiao's bridge arm retracted at an unknown speed much faster than when he left.

Qin Fan's kitchen knife cut through an afterimage, spun around and disappeared.

"Don't hide."

Qin Fan waved to Sun Qiao and smiled disdainfully.

"Huh, I'm just afraid of hurting you."

Sun Qiao said harshly, but he was filled with fear in his heart. Just now, his wrist was almost destroyed by that broken kitchen knife.

Although he is at the elementary level of warrior realm, he has almost no actual combat experience. In a real fight, he would not be Qin Fan's opponent.

"Sun Qiao, didn't you just say that you killed several divine servants in Yucheng? Now is the time to prove you."

Zheng Hui shouted.

Sun Qiao gritted his teeth and said that he could not reveal himself like this. His eyes widened, his arms suddenly became thicker, and his fists suddenly separated from his wrists, drawing a strange arc to attack Qin Fan.

Qin Fan snorted coldly and disappeared suddenly. The next second, he appeared directly in front of Sun Qiao. Sun Qiao's head was stunned for a moment. Before he could recover, Qin Fan's palm had already pinched his neck.

Quick and precise.

"Uh..." Everyone gasped, faster this time.

Zhang Xiong touched his neck and secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he didn't go too far. Otherwise, what would have happened would have been terrible.

He looked at Lin Zihao who was pretending to be fainted on the ground. This guy had no shame in waking up.

Qin Fan casually swung his hand and accidentally fell directly onto Lin Zihao.

Two muffled groans sounded almost at the same time. Lin Zihao, who was pretending to be dizzy, endured the feeling of confusion and still pretended to be dead.

Qin Fan shook his head, yes, looking at this posture, it is estimated that it will be difficult to get the points.

"Boy, you injured two people in a row, are you in trouble? Do you know who my cousin is? You're done."

Yang Qian was extremely angry, but did not take action again.

"Miss Yang Qian, it's better to send Mr. Lin to the hospital first and settle the bill later."

Zheng Hui said softly, naturally he could see that Lin Zihao was pretending, so he went with the flow and found an excuse for Lin Zihao to get out.