I Can Add More If I Kill

　　 Wu Keer was puzzled: "Su Sheng, what was that just now?"

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

　　Lin Qingfeng looked at Yan Qiushui who was retreating in embarrassment, and knocked the folding fan on the palm of his hand: "The beauty is so quick to respond."

　　 Yan Qiushui was attentively sensing the movement around him, without being distracted to talk.

　　 Lin Qingfeng sighed: "Beautiful women talk more, don't be like an ice sculpture all day long, that's boring."

　　 Yan Qiushui raised his brows when he heard this, and couldn't help but say something. At this moment, the sharp invisible aura struck from behind again.

　　 Yan Qiushui had to swallow when he reached his mouth, his chest was stunned, and he turned his head back and slashed with a strong sword.

　　 But the power of the invisible aura is not weak, and the life will force Yan Qiushui back a few steps.

　　 Invisible Aura turned back and rushed to Yan Qiushui again. After a dozen back and forth, Lin Qingfeng only controlled the invisible Aura to beat Yan Qiushui so hard 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 looked serious: "Su Sheng, Lin Qingfeng seems to owe a beating, I really want to beat him."

　　 Su Sheng pondered for a moment: "You tell me, I think too."

　　 Seeing that Yan Qiushui became more and more embarrassed, Lin Qingfeng decided to end the competition, holding a folding fan in front of Yan Qiushui for a moment, and at the same time controlling the invisible aura to attack from behind. The two sides fought together, and the end was that Yan Qiushui could not escape with his wings.

　　 The two attacks came in an instant. A silver light suddenly lit up on Yan Qiushui, and a silver rune on the invisible aura lighted up. Yan Qiushui and the invisible aura suddenly switched positions.

　　 "Space Spirit Skill?"

　　 Everyone on the field is heart-stirring, but I don’t know if it’s a mental physiognomy or a special spatial skill.

　　 With such an exchange, the situation on the court changed dramatically.

　　 The invisible aura appeared on Yan Qiushui's position, heading towards Lin Qingfeng himself.

Yan Qiushui hasn't shown anything outstanding up to now. Lin Qingfeng was prepared in his heart. At this time, although he was not disturbed, the folding fan in his hand controlled the invisible aura to fly upwards, and the invisible aura almost rubbed Lin Qingfeng's face. Up to the sky.

　　 Before Lin Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, a sharp sword suddenly stabbed over, but it was Yan Qiushui who followed the invisible aura to kill!

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

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

　　 Lin Qingfeng snorted and backed away a few steps, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

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

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

　　 Suddenly a silver light flashed under his eyes, Lin Qingfeng immediately reacted, letting 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 the opportunity to stab the fan just now to leave a silver mark. Now he exchanged positions with the folding fan and appeared again in front of Lin Qingfeng with a sword.

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

　　 "Good risk, good risk." Lin Qingfeng looked down at the wound in front of him, smiled bitterly, "A little bit deeper, but it will be dangerous, beautiful, you are really merciless when you start."

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

　　 "Since it is so powerful, then I have to do my best." Lin Qingfeng put away his smile and opened his hands in front of him.

　　 "Invisible!"

　　 Invisible aura fell from the air and hovered constantly in the field, waiting for opportunities.

　　 This is not over yet, Lin Qingfeng's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, the air wave is blowing, and Lin Qingfeng shouts in a low voice:

　　 "Impermanence!"

　　 A crescent-shaped black spiritual light instantly gathered behind Lin Qingfeng, faintly emitting strong spiritual power fluctuations.

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

　　 Lin Qingfeng pointed at Yan Qiushui, impermanence burst out, and Yan Qiushui immediately swung his sword to resist.

　　 The impermanent aura slashed to the long knife, and the twist suddenly turned into a black long whip, and if he was caught off guard, he would tie up Yan Qiushui.

　　 Yan Qiushui stretched out his hand and took out a dagger from his waist, turning his hand to Lin Qingfeng and threw it away.

　　 The silver light flickered, Yan Qiushui exchanged positions with the dagger that was still in the air, and the black long whip tied him lonely.

　　 Lin Qingfeng knew what she was thinking when Yan Qiushui threw the dagger, and had long arranged the invisible aura volley dagger waiting for an opportunity. Yan Qiushui had just shown his figure, and he felt the strong spiritual power fluctuations above his head. Before he could dodge, he immediately raised his head to resist.

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

　　 The bulge that should be convex, the warped one, the beautiful figure is all at a glance, and Lin Qingfeng, who can see close in front, swallows his saliva unconsciously.

　　 Yan Qiushui's face blushed slightly, and he said coldly: "I give up, let me go."

　　 Lin Qingfeng also reacted, and quickly dissipated the invisible and impermanent with a wave of his hand, and apologized: "The beauty is sorry, but you are too powerful for me to do my best. I'm sorry."

　　 Yan Qiushui snorted and quickly stepped down.

　　 Lin Qingfeng picked up the folding fan that fell aside, and walked down the stage, his eyes stunned as if he was still thinking about the scene just now.

　　 "How about ~www.novelmt.com~ Brother's strength is okay?" Lin Qingfeng came next to Su Sheng Wu Keer, and shook his fan gently.

　　 Su Sheng smiled and said, "The strength is okay, but it's too much to beat."

　　 Lin Qingfeng sighed: "No way, who makes me exude a unique and unique temperament in every move. In this world, people with special qualities will inevitably be jealous."

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

　　 Lin Qingfeng turned his head and looked, Yan Qiushui was looking here calmly.

　　The cold eyes made Lin Qingfeng's movements stiff, and he turned around and said with a guilty conscience: "That's okay, you don't understand Su Sheng. It's also a blessing to be beaten by a beautiful woman."

"Ha ha."

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

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

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

　　 Li Xinglun smiled, and whispered: "Please play No. 7 and No. 8."

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

　　 Lin Langtian had just walked two steps, and he looked up when he heard the words.

　　 Seeing everyone looking over, Zhuang Hanqing smiled and said: "My strength is a bit worse than that of everyone present, and besides... my mind is not very aggressive."

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

　　 Lin Lang was very cold in nature, did not say much, but silently retreated to the wall and continued to stay alone.