Yin Heming was so angry that his beard trembled, and shouted: "You rabbit cub, the prestige of the Crane Family has been ruined for you!" You are the sinner of the crane family! ”

Lin Qinghe coldly glanced at Yin Zhijie, who was kneeling on the ground and said nothing, and felt sad that he was born in such a family, how could there be a happy life with such a grandfather?

Living in oppression and persecution every day, right?

A deep voice came, "Please stay in the top fifteen, and the rest will leave!" ”

There were suddenly a lot fewer people on the field, and those who lost left in a hurry, thinking about coming back in a few years.

And the rest on the field, whether it is an individual or a family, are the leaders of the Feng Dynasty.

But there are more brutal competitions to come, and it's not easy for these people to stand out.

The old man said: "Shuang'er, play for a while, be careful." ”

As long as you can make it to the top 10, even if it's tenth, it's worth celebrating.

Lin Qinghe nodded and said, "I know grandpa." ”

At the end of the draw, Lin Qinghe faced a strong opponent, Dong Tianpeng, who ranked third among the top ten families.

This Dong Tianpeng has a good relationship with the Cold War, and he also received the news of the Cold War, asking him to directly kill Lin Qinghe in this competition, and he readily agreed.

Anyway, casualties in the game are very normal, and they are not responsible.

In this way, it not only curryed favor with the Cold War, but also caused the Linglong family to lose a fierce general, relieving their worries.

Lin Qinghe looked at the man standing in front of him, this man was really uncomfortable to look at, he was not very old, but he had a ruffian smell, and he looked like a gentleman.

Such a gentleman, but he can't be underestimated, if he didn't have some ability, he wouldn't be able to appear here, he still has some ability.

Lin Qinghe looked at him, he was actually a three-star summoner, and he was at the same level as Leng Zhan and Leng Qianqian, but he just didn't know how many stars his weapon was, and how many stars his summoned beast was.

Dong Tianpeng sneered and said, "Little girl, you make a move first." ”

Lin Qinghe didn't say a word, just glared at him coldly, and shot the white silk in his hand towards him, waving his hands constantly.

Sure enough, this Dong Tianpeng is still very powerful, his weapon is a wisteria stick, don't underestimate this stick, it is made of thousand-year-old wisteria, it is very tough, and it dances vigorously.

Moreover, if it hits a person's body, it looks like there is no scar from the outside, but all the muscles are rotten, which is very domineering and terrifying.

Lin Qinghe's white silk can be long or short, but Dong Tianpeng's wisteria stick dances fast, but it entangles Lin Qinghe's white silk.

Although Lin Qinghe's Bai Aya is already a five-star weapon, Dong Tianpeng's is also a five-star weapon, and neither of them has much advantage in weapons, so they can only rely on their own abilities.

After a hard fight, Lin Qinghe failed to gain the upper hand, and in a fit of anger, she injected all her ten success powers into the white silk, and suddenly, the white silk was like a heavenly river, shining brightly and beautifully.

In this white silk, which is as beautiful as a summer night sky, there is actually a very powerful energy, if Lin Qinghe can use it, it is definitely a rare opponent.