Shen Ci listened to the words of the seventh elder of the Ling family, and he calmed down, collected his emotions and sat down again.

The fierce and domineering sword wind exuded a trace of yin qi and blood, like a black dragon that had just woken up from a deep sleep in the dark, forcing Ling Tingyu to hold the hilt of the sword with both hands, take a deep breath, and take out the power of the seventh layer, and plunge the sword into the ground fiercely, his body bent like a full bow......

"What is he doing here?"

"Pick up the resistance, hurry!"

"Oh my God, he wants to use his clone to count the shadows? He's looking for death......

Everyone in the audience didn't understand what Ling Tingyu wanted to do, and they all felt anxious about him, and they couldn't wait for themselves to come to the stage to help him pick up the sword to block.

The crowd didn't know who exclaimed, 'Doppelganger Count Shadow Duel', everyone looked towards the stage together, if Ling Tingyu used this trick at this time, I was afraid that it would not be as simple as being injured and poisoned, but it would be annihilated in all directions, and at worst, it would be wiped out and there would be no chance of reincarnation.

"Feather ......"

Shen Ci had already seen Ling Tingyu's moves, and her heart jumped to her throat unconsciously, although Ling Tingyu was not her own son, but after decades of getting along, she had already regarded him as her own, how could she not feel sorry for .......

"No, it's not a doppelganger, it's ......???"

Shen Ci suddenly discovered that Ling Tingyu was not using this clone counting shadow duel, but the 'Fire Escape Shadow Duel' created by the Ling family's seventh master to become famous

"Doppelganger Shadow Duel" and "Fire Escape Shadow Duel" are similar to qualitative and non-qualitative, although they are both conjuring up several figures with skill aura, but one focuses on the phantom generated by the rapid movement of the footsteps to attack, dazzling, unprepared, and the other is relying on the powerful internal strength of the mind and the stability of the body disc to produce a self-shield, the shadow number of the shield is closely related to the skill, and the skill can be divided into twelve shield .......

Ling Tingyu was born in a side lineage, and he has been cultivating slowly, and he is even used as a joke, but no one knows that his external strength is weak but his internal strength is strong, and he is even comparable to Ling Yunbin.

Ling Tingyu quickly recited the magic formula, the shield evolved from one to two, two to four, and finally evolved into five shields, which was already the limit, and it was stacked to protect Ling Tingyu to the end.

However, just after all this preparation, the violent sword qi came in an instant, easily breaking through the first shield, and the second one was shattered without accident......

Although Sui Blade's sword qi was domineering, Ling Tingfang's skill was limited, and coupled with the weakening of the shield, in the end, the fourth shield was no longer as strong as it was before, but it was lightly slashed, and there was not even the slightest crack.

"Hmph, boy, Uncle Seven's Flame Shadow is extremely depleting of internal strength, so I'll play with you and see how long you can last. ”

Seeing that Ling Tingyu had defused his attack in this way, Ling Tingfang was secretly unhappy in his heart, spit out phlegm, gritted his teeth, and once again used his true qi to prepare for a new round of attack.

"Seventh brother, I didn't expect you to teach Xiao Yu the Absolute Society of Fame. ”

Shen Ci saw that Ling Tingyu's heart hanging in his throat was not injured in the slightest, and finally put it in his stomach, and glanced at Ling Qiye beside him, and he was unconsciously funny.

"Each other, each other, the second sister-in-law regards him as a parent and child and cultivates him carefully, but that kid can be regarded as a cultivator. ”

The Seventh Master quietly picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, and no one noticed that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

While talking, Ling Tingyu and Ling Tingfang went back and forth to duel a few tricks......

"Damn, waste, don't hide if you have the ability, face me head-on, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you......"

No matter how Ling Tingfang attacked, Ling Tingyu could only dodge and not attack......

Thinking that at the beginning, when he first came to the Ling family's main house, I don't know if it was because he was stupid or because he couldn't learn the external skills, the seventh master taught him the internal strength method, but when he really faced the enemy, the internal strength was repaired too slowly, especially the higher-level internal strength like the 'Fire Shadow Shield', he used it once and it took thirty breaths to recover, so wouldn't it give the father-in-law a chance for others to attack......

Fortunately, Shen Qiuluo was about the same age as him, and he practiced more together on weekdays, and when he saw his weaknesses, he suggested that he focus on cultivating one or two external skills, so his "Shape Shifting and Shadow Change" and "Autumn Wind Sweeping Leaves" were practiced to the point of perfection.

Ling Tingfang kept changing his moves to attack Ling Tingyu, but he was easily dodged by the 'Shapeshifting Shadow', which made him extremely upset.

"Cut, I thought he was so powerful, I couldn't imagine that he was still such a waste, how long it has been, or will he only hide ......"

"Hahaha, that is, the so-called mud can't be on the wall, Liu Adou is always Liu Adou, how can he not become Liu Bei......"

......

Everyone in the audience had great hopes for Ling Tingyu's 'Fire Shadow Shield Duel' at first, but later they couldn't help but sigh when they saw him dodging like this.

"It's over, Fang'er's mind is in turmoil, alas, ......"

Ling Tingfang's father saw that his son had been dodged by Ling Tingyu several times, and he looked so angry that he made a ruthless move to fight around, he knew that the defeat was decided, sighed, and glared at Ling Tingyu viciously, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his son using the murder weapon.

"You've lost!"

Just when Ling Tingfang was upset, Ling Tingyu suddenly changed his move and swept Ling Tingfang, who was unstable, to the ground.

"Humph!"

Unconvinced, Ling Tingfang flipped over the cloak, and countless poison-soaked silver needles instantly shot out from it, Ling Tingyu was not in a hurry to dodge one in the shoulder, took a step back, spit out a mouthful of blood, and trembled and half-knelt on the ground.

"Little Feather ......"

Ling Qiye and Shen Ci hurriedly rushed to the competition platform, and Shen Ci swept towards Ling Tingfang with an annoyed face:

"You dare to hurt people in front of the head of the family and the elders, what you do is a decent person, please judge the head of the family!"

Shen Ciyi arched his hand towards the head of the family, Ling Yuanming, and was even more annoyed with Ling Tingyu in his heart, obviously he had already reminded him to be careful, why did he still ......

"Xiao Yu, how are you?"

Shen Ci stroked Ling Tingyu's face distressedly, thinking of the child who had grown up now falling to the ground, he couldn't tell how uncomfortable he felt in his heart.

"Hand over the antidote, you can still be spared the death penalty!"

Facing the disciples of the family, the head of the family, Ling Yuanming, also spoke at this time, and even exerted his true qi to slightly pressure Ling Tingfang.

"Poof......

Faced with the slight pressure in the later stage of Jindan, Ling Tingfang couldn't stand it and spit out a mouthful of blood, and was reluctant to throw out a porcelain bottle.

Ling Qiye took the porcelain vase, opened it and smelled it, and felt that there was nothing unusual, so he fed one to Ling Tingyu, and then crossed his legs to heal him.

"Ling Tingfang, who used forbidden murder weapons and secret arrows to kill his fellow clansmen, has now put him in a water prison and has been thinking about it for 20 years. ”

The head of the family, who was hindered by the side of Yan, also reduced Ling Tingfang's punishment a little as appropriate, and then, the two disciples of the family stepped forward and pressed him out.

"Uncle!

Through Ling Qiye's healing, Ling Tingyu quickly regained his strength, stood up and saluted them.

"Smack......

Shen Ci slapped Ling Tingyu without warning, and everyone was suddenly a little confused, not knowing which one was singing.