Hearing that Yang Lin was willing to accompany him, Bin Lu shook his head. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's no wonder that Ling Zhuo is furious, Yang Lin would rather accompany a woman for entertainment than take a duel with himself seriously.

"No, there's a ready-made one." Binlu looked at Ling Zhuo, who had been entangled with his sword beside the two.

"Okay, let him accompany you to duel first, if it's not fun, I'll accompany you later." Ying Chengbinlu, who was doted on by Yang Lin, and then looked at Ling Zhuo, who was entangled, Yang Lin shook his head, full of confusion and helplessness.

After that, Yang Lin took a step forward, jumped into the sky, and jumped out of the competition platform.

According to the rules of the competition, no matter what the reason is, if you leave the competition platform, you will lose the duel.

Ling Zhuo felt a little happy in his heart, in a sense, this duel was his victory over Master Yang Lin, although in the end it was Master Yang Lin who gave up the duel and abstained from leaving the competition platform, but in the previous competition, Ling Zhuo did have the upper hand, and this victory was well deserved.

Next, facing the white-haired woman who didn't know the origin, Ling Zhuo would never dare to take it lightly, as long as he achieved the final victory, he would be the overlord of the martial arts, the Gu Yue Sect had waited for a day, it had been waiting too long.

"Teach Ling Zhuo in the Lower Ancient Moon, I don't know the honorific title of the senior?" Faced with a new duel, Ling Zhuo still bowed his hand to Binlu as much as he could.

"Don't be surnamed Bin." Bin Lu also replied with a polite tone, but in his heart he had long wanted to beat Ling Zhuo hard, Qing Zhi and Xin Yao, the two children, were framed and pushed into the lake by the Gu Yue Sect, and the Gu Yue Sect was not a good thing.

Xin Yao heard Aunt Lu's surname for the first time, and she immediately felt a pang in her heart, it turned out that Aunt Lu's surname was Bin, and when it came to the surname Bin, Qingsimen was no stranger, because among the disciples of Qingsimen, there were also many masters with the surname Bin.

"Senior Bin, the sword has no eyes, if you are offended, please forgive me." The corners of Ling Zhuo's mouth rose with contempt.

At this time, Ling Zhuo is full of arrogance, he can even defeat Master Yang Lin, looking at the rivers and lakes, what else is there to fear?

In the face of Ling Zhuo's domineering, Binlu gathered his mind and had no fear.

Let's not mention how strong Binlu's own strength is, just looking at Ling Zhuo's posture, Binlu knows that he will win, because what Ling Zhuo used is the Lingyun swordsmanship that Binlu is very familiar with.

Once in the ice room at the bottom of Kabak Lake, when Meng Qingzhi was practicing and preparing to deal with the man's stone statue, Binlu had been accompanying Meng Qingzhi from beginning to end, and also instructed Meng Qingzhi from time to time, and Meng Qingzhi at that time practiced Lingyun swordsmanship.

It can be said that Binlu also knows Lingyun's swordsmanship well, although Lingyun's swordsmanship is sharp and weird, but Binlu is completely aware of the offensive of this swordsmanship, and he is also aware of the weaknesses of Lingyun's swordsmanship.

It can be said that you know yourself and your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. Since Binlu had already mastered all the details of Ling Yun's swordsmanship, even if Ling Zhuo was fierce, Binlu still had a chance of winning.

Ling Zhuo was completely ignorant of the crisis ahead, he was still full of confidence, and he didn't take this white-haired woman who claimed to be old and expectant in his eyes, how strong the female stream was, no matter how strong she was, just like the head of the Qingsi Gate, Si Jing, who was also defeated by Ling Zhuo.

Ling Zhuo held the sword body flat and drew an arc towards Binlu, seeing Binlu retreating towards the rear somersault, Ling Zhuo continued to retract the long sword flatly, this move touching the moon in the water was actually Ling Zhuo's move to test Binlu's strength.

From this point of view, Binlu's ability to dismantle moves is not bad, don't look at her age, but she is as light as a swallow, and she is really comfortable touching the moon in the water with a menacing move, it seems that the other party is indeed a master, Ling Zhuo accepted his arrogance and did not dare to take it lightly.

However, as early as when Ling Zhuo used the trick of touching the moon in the water, Binlu not only figured out the current move, but even knew Ling Zhuo's next move.

Touching the moon in the water, it seems to be attacking and defending, it seems to be fierce, it is just a trick to tempt, to create an illusion, and then, the most suitable is to use a trick to enter the bright moon.

Sure enough, Ling Zhuo made a leisurely move, but his bright moon was still in the embryonic form, and he was accurately caught by Binlu's Ziling Ruoyou, and after a period of shaking, the hilt of the sword turned twice in Ling Zhuo's hand, and a strong pull of the sword body galloped away in the direction of Ziling Ruoyu's entanglement.

Ling Zhuo grabbed the hilt of the sword, but he didn't expect that Ziling Ruoyu's seemingly thin veil was actually infinitely powerful, and he directly knocked Ling Zhuo and his sword to the ground.

The first move was to fall so badly, because Ling Zhuo was too light on the enemy and too careless, and almost made a big mistake. Ling Zhuo hurriedly stood firm, and next, he would never show mercy to his subordinates again.

However, when he looked up, Binlu had clearly used such a strong internal strength, but he was still smiling, without any respite, it seemed that Fang Cai's blow was just a very simple and easy move.

Binlu glanced at Ling Zhuo coldly, with Binlu's mischievous nature, he originally wanted to tease Ling Zhuo, tease Ling Zhuo to play with it, and slowly torture him.

But when she thought of Gu Yuejiao's hurtful behavior to Meng Qingzhi and Xin Yao, and Ling Zhuo almost injured Yang Lin, Binlu didn't want to play this time, she just wanted to fight quickly and win with strength, so that Ling Zhuo, who was chasing fame and fortune, would return with a miserable defeat and lose face.

Ling Zhuo's eyes showed a fierce light, and the long sword in his hand seemed to also feel the master's soaring murderous aura, and let out a low sound, and the white sword light reflected on Binlu's pupils, which was dazzling.

Bin Lu faced the murderous aura, and a sense of pleasure sprouted in her heart, she really hadn't fought the enemy for a long time.

The opponent is an enemy or a friend, and the difference is very big when it comes to overkilling. Only in the face of the enemy, can you have no scruples and kill happily.

Ziling Ruoyu was like a faint mist, lingering around Binlu's body, it was like a living thing, whenever Ling Zhuo's long sword wanted to get closer, the purple mist would immediately condense, and quickly wrap around the end of the sword, flexible and free, like a spiritual water snake.

Ling Zhuo didn't know what kind of material this thin veil was, Ling Zhuo struggled to chop, but he couldn't cut the veil as thin as a cicada's wings.

Qingsimen's soft sword is already tenacious, and Ziling Ruoyu is instilled with Binlu's strong internal force, how can it be easily broken?

Ziling Ruoyu surrounded Binlu's side, Binlu was a little lighter, jumped up, crossed his arms, and contained an immeasurable force, and then, Binlu's palms shot out in the air.

At this moment, the sand and rocks on the competition platform were instantly flying and dusty, and Binlu himself did not estimate that the palm of his accumulated internal force was so powerful, and it was unimaginable how powerful the internal strength had been improved in the past few decades.

Ling Zhuo never expected that that seemingly ordinary palm would actually crush him to the ground.

Moreover, Binlu's palm did not hit Ling Zhuo directly, but only hit it in the air, and he couldn't imagine that the palm force that was separated by a distance could hit Ling Zhuo so that he couldn't stand upright.

In fact, this is not a palm technique, this is also a sword technique, Ling Zhuo was not hit by the palm wind in the air, but was injured by Binlu's sword move.

This is the case with the soft sword of Qingsimen, the master of the empty realm, the heart is moving, doing whatever he wants, and doing whatever he wants.