???? At this moment, watching Ji Feng, who had no intention of making a move, when he raised his eyes to the sky, his heart was extremely alert, feeling the riotous aura coming from the wooden box in Lin Ning's hand, and a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

However, after a while, the three-color cave yuan bead suspended in the sky seemed to be even more dazzling, red, yellow and blue intersected, and even Duan Tian, who was self-contained, smelled a trace of danger.

"This miscellaneous servant really has some means." Duan Tian's face sank, since his cultivation was at the peak of Qi cultivation, it had been a long time since he had found a person among his peers who could make him take it so seriously.

He turned his head sideways, and found that Ji Feng's face was not much better, so he no longer hesitated, and his eyes showed ruthlessness.

I only heard the sound of gold and iron coming out, and the fairy sword sank into the water and the dragon que roared with the cold wind, snatching the sheath from the world. The sword body is three feet, as thin as a willow, and the blade is like a cicada's wing, and when its sword is unsheathed, not only in the ring, but also around is a burst of coldness.

The biting cold wind was even more chilling, and when Lin Ning stayed in the sky, he found that even the spiritual qi in his body had been hindered, and even he had to praise it, this sword was indeed a rare divine weapon.

Since the beginning, everyone has rarely seen Duan Tian put the Sinking Water Dragon out of the sheath, this sword is famous, it has long been like thunder in the sect, even if it is not out of the sword scabbard, Duan Tian has also defeated countless opponents with it, which also makes everyone speculate, who can let him draw this sword to deal with it, the worst is like Qingxiao!

However, today's scene really surprised everyone.

A miscellaneous servant from the outer courtyard actually forced Duan Tian to pull out the immortal sword that had not been in the world for a long time, and everyone present asked themselves if they wanted to let the sinking dragon unsheath, even if they tried their best, it would be difficult to do it.

However, to be able to defeat under the sinking dragon as a miscellaneous servant, how much capital does it boast of.

Although they all knew the prestige of the Sinking Water Dragon, it was the first time for most people to see this sword casting, and they couldn't help but widen their eyes one by one, watching carefully, and they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

Duan Tian swept away the previous playful state, his expression was solemn, and the magic trick in his hand was pinched, and the next moment, his long sword was in the air, and the sword body was blue, driven by it, the long sword flew out of his hand, bringing up the power of splitting mountains and gravel, as fast as a thunderbolt, towards Lin Ning ****.

Although he didn't know exactly what was in the wooden box, it gave him a very bad premonition, and he even felt that if he really waited for the other party to make a move, it would be really difficult for the two of them to resist

Now he just wants to defeat Lin Ning with all his strength, even if the other party is seriously injured.

With the power of the Sinking Water Dragon Que and his own cultivation, it is not difficult to do this.

So, the more he thought about it, the more fierce his gaze became, "Brother Ji, help me, I'm afraid that the thing in that kid's hand has a lot of origin, you and I can quickly defeat it, and we must not let him succeed in casting spells." ”

Hearing this, Ji Feng was stunned at first, and then immediately reacted, drank in a deep voice, and the twelve-fold cultivation of Qi cultivation broke out without leaving any residue.

"Up!" He fell, the folding fan flew to the eyebrows, and the volley swung violently, and the wind on the stage was violent, and the thunder was faint.

The wind and snow were intertwined, and the speed was incomparable, Lin Ning stood in the air, and without thinking about it, he directly attached a layer of spirit shield to protect Li Mingheng and himself in it.

"Sickness." Seeing that the two of them were only one move, and their power was no less than the blow of the Zhuji monk, Lin Ning was secretly frightened at the same time, and immediately sacrificed the three-color cave yuan bead.

The wind is like a knife, and the cold is to the bones.

At the same time as the fairy sword and spirit fan flew up, the three-color cave yuan bead immediately greeted it.

The three-weapon scuffle, there were only bursts of explosions on the stage, deafening, the surrounding spiritual light rioted, the ice was wanton, everywhere he went, the gravel splashed, and the hard pillars on the Tianzi platform also turned into paper paste at this moment, and the sawdust was scattered, and the figures of several people were completely submerged in the smoke, dust, wind and snow.

Everyone didn't expect that those three inconspicuous beads could fight with the Sinking Water Dragon Que without falling behind, not to mention the help of the monsoon, the fierceness of this battle has already far exceeded all the front.

The crowd of onlookers in the audience was forced to retreat by its riotous aura, and the three beads in the sky were fighting happily with the other two magic weapons, and it was difficult to distinguish.

But Lin Ning, who was casting the spell, secretly complained, don't see that the three-color cave yuan bead can resist the magic weapons of the two of them, these are just superficial images.

The cold and icy aura unique to the Sinking Water Dragon Que was really tricky, even if it was a three-color cave yuan bead blessed by the spirit pattern, it could not take half a cent of the advantage when its power was greatly increased.

And the monsoon spirit fan is even more forged by something, it seems to be a light and thin paper fan, but it is extremely strong, no matter how powerful the three-color cave yuan bead is, at most it will only make it shake back one or two, and it will not be able to hurt its roots.

It seems that these two people are known as the leaders in the sect, and they are not the false names of Lang!

If it weren't for Lin Ning's Dao Root, whose aura recovery could be called a perverted level, he was afraid that he would be defeated in a few rounds.

However, the other two suppressed everywhere, and if they continued for a long time, they would be finished sooner or later, and now it was already difficult to drive the three-color cave Yuan Zhu, how could they still release the blue talisman with their free hands.

Li Mingheng on the side looked at Lin Ning sweating profusely, his heart jumped suddenly, but his hand inadvertently touched the jet-black black iron on his waist.

The cold feeling instantly spread from the palm of his hand to his heart, making him feel impulsive.

He secretly thought in his heart: "I can't help the battle, and I can't complement each other, how can I be as good as I want by relying on Lin Ning alone?" The only way to do this is up to you. ”

He secretly pulled out the dark iron that was as black as ink, and his heart was fierce, and his originally dark eyes were gradually dyed with a layer of amber brilliance.

On the dark iron, at some point, a black mist like glue emanated from it, and the black mist wrapped his entire right hand as if it were eroding, and his eyes were gradually losing their minds.

The coldness buried his heart again, and a fire-like battle intent seemed to burst out, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and the bloodthirsty intent was blinded.

He felt that the whole sky had turned into a boundless sea of blood, and the roar of anger was like the sound of the netherworld, and the sound was in his ears.

Lin Ning seemed to feel Li Mingheng's abnormal movement, but he was fighting with the opponent's imperial weapon with all his heart, where could he be distracted.

Below, Duan Tian and Ji Feng watched as their magic weapons gradually gained the upper hand, and the three beads became more and more dim compared to before, and the corners of their mouths showed a hint of pride.

Although in today's battle, both of them underestimated the strength of the other party, it was undoubtedly wishful thinking to defeat the two of them by one person.

"Defeat this quickly." Monsoon let out a loud shout, and when he was about to cast a spell, he suddenly saw a black shadow flash, and his cold and bloodthirsty appearance was like a demon appearing, scaring him out of six souls on the spot.

didn't have time to make him react, only to see the other party holding a handful of pitch-black black iron in his hand, and he was about to smash it down from the sky.

He shouted, and regardless of the fighting method with Lin Ning, he hurriedly summoned a small diamond-shaped mirror to resist in front of him.

The small mirror rises against the storm, and the brilliance is dazzling, and it is already a few zhang in size in the blink of an eye.

The dark iron brought up a whirlwind, and slashed straight on the small mirror, only listening.

The mirror body was trembling by its tremendous force, and only this time, even the entire ring trembled three times, and the prohibitions around it began to shake.

Then, the ground sank several feet deep, which was really terrifying!

Goodbye to the mirror, there is already a deep ravine.

Seeing this, Ji Feng and Duan Tian's faces changed dramatically in an instant, this mirror was a rare high-level magic weapon, and even surpassed the level to become a magic weapon.

Once even the foundation period monk could withstand a full blow, but this ghost thing actually cut it out of a ravine with just one blow, and its power was only far beyond that of the qi cultivator.

At the moment of the competition, Ji Feng was unexpectedly remorseful, while Duan Tian was full of palpitations: "Lin Ning, Li Mingheng, what is the origin of these two people?" ”