The qi needle kept spinning up and down Zhao Changlong's body, trying to find a gap in Zhao Changlong's tight defense, and then entered like a needle to achieve the effect of attack.

But Zhao Changlong's seventy years of cultivation are not empty talk. And in the past 70 years, Zhao Changlong has not done anything with others, but the people who have done it with him have all gone down to drink tea with the old man of Hades, so the world does not know that Zhao Changlong has made a move, only that he is practicing martial arts to strengthen his body, and he has no experience in fighting, in fact, it is all nonsense.

Zhao Changlong danced to kill all directions, protecting the one hundred and eight acupuncture points around his body to death, and did not give Lin Wufeng a chance to attack at all. Moreover, Zhao Changlong didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and slowly approached the position where Lin Wufeng was standing.

Lin Wufeng's current situation is very delicate, he must control the nine qi needles with all his heart, as if he is controlling nine of his own clones, not to mention one heart and two uses, it is simply one heart and nine uses. Such a difficult job is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear. But fortunately, Lin Wufeng slowly began to get used to it.

It's just that the power of the nine qi needles is really small, and they can only roughly tie up Zhao Changlong's movements, and they can't fundamentally damage Zhao Changlong. Moreover, Lin Wufeng had also discovered the movements under Zhao Changlong's feet, although his performance was very ordinary, as if he was dodging the attack of his nine qi needles, but in fact, his own qi needles were being restrained by him, following his footsteps.

Although he took a circuitous route, Lin Wufeng was not a fool, he could naturally see that Zhao Changlong was approaching him step by step, but he was very cautious, sometimes he had to take three steps backwards when he took two steps forward, and sometimes he dared to take a step forward. Moreover, every time you take a step forward, you have to pretend that you are forced to move forward as a last resort.

The most realistic thing is that after taking a step forward, you will pretend that you can't do it for long, as if you can't hold on for long. But Lin Wufeng knew that this Nima was all acting for him. If Lin Wufeng hadn't known the gap between himself and Zhao Changlong and the hatred between the Zhao family and himself, he would definitely have been fooled. Zhao Changlong can definitely win an Oscar for Best Actor?

However, Zhao Changlong can certainly install it, and Lin Wufeng is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Now that he knew Zhao Changlong's plan, Lin Wufeng would not be so stupid as to be defenseless. It's just that Lin Wufeng didn't show it.

Judging from the look on Lin Wufeng's face now, he could only see a wave of anxiety, as if he was annoyed that he almost stabbed Zhao Changlong in the last shot. In Zhao Changlong's opinion, Lin Wufeng is now in a state of quick success, he believes that Lin Wufeng has been deceived by himself, as long as he gets closer, he will definitely have a chance to kill Lin Wufeng in close combat.

Zhao Changlong himself admitted that Lin Wufeng's ability to use the air needle in his hand was not weak. If it weren't for the absolute gap between Zhao Changlong himself and Lin Wufeng, Zhao Changlong believed that ordinary early stage people who were transformed into gods would have been entangled to death by Lin Wufeng.

Although the power of these nine gas needles is not very great, it is really annoying to be annoyed by the combination of these nine gas needles. If you take care of the needle in front of you, then several big points on your back will inevitably be injected into your body by the qi needle, and when the two strands of true qi in your body become chaotic, it will not be something that ordinary people can bear.

Moreover, Lin Wufeng had just entered the early stage of transforming into a god, and he didn't have the weapons he was good at, only these qi needles, which really made Zhao Changlong a little incomprehensible.

According to common sense, the average cultivator will choose a weapon that he is capable of using as a life cultivation object from the Qi Induction Period. In this way, with the growth of their own strength, the control of weapons will become more and more proficient, and the attack power of weapons will become stronger and stronger, and what is more commendable is that weapons can sometimes help themselves block some special moves, so that they can survive under some killing moves.

However, Lin Wufeng has now entered the early stage of transforming into a god, but he does not have a satisfactory weapon in his hand, which really makes Zhao Changlong a little puzzled. Could it be that Lin Wufeng is really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but in fact, he still has a great weapon in his hand? Now he is just deliberately luring himself into the past, and then giving himself a return rifle?

As soon as Zhao Changlong thought of this, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

When Lin Wufeng saw this, he thought that this old fox was still not at ease with himself, and he was still testing himself. But how did he know that Zhao Changlong was also afraid of Lin Wufeng now.

If Lin Wufeng knew what Zhao Changlong was thinking now, he would definitely laugh out loud. Because up to now, Lin Wufeng really doesn't have a weapon that can be compared to his own life. But if it is something that he has never abandoned since he was a child, Lin Wufeng really has such a thing, that is, the ninety-nine eighty-one silver needles passed on to him by his grandfather.

Lin Wufeng usually carries it with him, and when he meets some guys who are seriously ill and in small pain, he can still treat two with kindness if he is fine. And it doesn't take up space, so Lin Wufeng has always been with him. However, Lin Wufeng had never cultivated with it, not even tempered them.

In Lin Wufeng's opinion, he was just an ordinary silver needle. Of course, maybe after these eighty-one silver needles have been quenched to remove impurities, maybe there will be one or two grams of sterling silver left, and then they may be exchanged for dozens of yuan to eat Malatang several times. According to the standard of six yuan for a bowl of Malatang, then you can eat Malatang many times, so how many thirteen times do you need at night? Can Lin Wufeng bear it?

Anyway, Zhao Changlong temporarily retreated, which was a good thing for Lin Wufeng, at least, he could relax for a while, and he didn't need to control the qi needle so accurately, let alone cooperate so tacitly, because Zhao Changlong would always play his tricks to protect him all over his body, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't attack it, so it was better to save some effort and exhaust the old immortal.

Indeed, from Zhao Changlong's point of view, he was passive, and he didn't dare to stop the long sword in his hand at all. Because he couldn't protect Qi Lin, the windless qi needle pierced into his body from a tricky angle. But after fighting for a while, he found that the strength of the qi needle hitting his sword body had disappeared a lot, and he could no longer shake his mouth numb like before.

Only then did Zhao Changlong realize that Lin Wufeng had already revoked most of the true qi on the qi needle, and stood there waiting for work, and he fell for Lin Wufeng again.

The angry Zhao Changlong shouted, clenched the long sword in his hand, the tiger's body shook, the qi machine operated, and the long sword in his hand was wrapped with true qi in an instant. The long sword was as if it had been pierced with a layer of translucent tulle, blurry, and even the sword body was not very real.

The sword body seemed to feel Zhao Changlong's anger, and as the true qi increased, the long sword also roared, and the entire sword body trembled violently, making a sharp piercing sound. Like a lion about to come out of the cage, staring at its prey, as long as the master gives an order, it will move forward and tear the prey to pieces.

Seeing Zhao Changlong holding his sword in the air for a few rounds, he broke all the nine qi needles that Lin Wufeng deliberately left behind to paralyze Zhao Changlong. The pitiful trace of true qi on the qi needle met the true qi on the long sword, just like a small drop of water meeting a raging fire, making a "hiss~" evaporation sound, so it was not miserable.

"Lin boy, if you have any other tricks, use them. Grandpa is not interested in continuing to fight with you haha. Zhao Changlong said disdainfully.

But Lin Wufeng knew that although Zhao Changlong said that he didn't want to continue to fight, he was still a little jealous in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't let himself use the rest of his tricks. It seems that the previous trick scared him. Even if it wasn't bluffed, it at least made him feel a little troublesome and wanted to solve himself as soon as possible.

Be calm when you encounter the enemy!

This is the lesson that Lin Wufeng has learned over the years, it was taught to him by his grandfather, and he has also learned it in the trials of life and death again and again. Whoever can't hold his breath first will die first! This is the lesson of blood, and this is also the golden proverb, even if you forget what your surname is, you can't forget the importance of these five words.

Compared with Zhao Changlong's radicalism, Lin Wufeng is still relatively calm. But to be honest, Lin Wufeng can't help it if he is not calm now, facing an old immortal guy who has been in the early stage of the transformation for ten years, Lin Wufeng is really not sure at all.

Back then, in his world, there had never been an existence in the Transformation Period, and they were just some masters of the Qi Induction Period, why was he so unlucky to meet a master of the Transformation Period? Isn't this about playing to the death?

Complaining is complaining, but Lin Wufeng doesn't have the slightest idea of timidity. On the contrary, the more this kind of scene where the enemy is strong and I am weak, the more Lin Wufeng's nature of being strong when he encounters a strong can be brought into play. According to Lin Wufeng's words, this kind of life is exciting, challenging, and constantly improving. Otherwise, do you really think that Lin Wufeng is a genius who can cultivate to the realm of the late stage of qi induction in just a few years? When didn't you walk over the corpse of an enemy stronger than yourself?

Lin Wufeng didn't have the slightest intention of answering Zhao Changlong's question, but just made a very provocative gesture - he gave Zhao Changlong a thumbs up, but it was upside down.

Zhao Changlong faced such an insult, even if he was a mud bodhisattva, he had three points of urine, not to mention that he was still the head of the dignified Zhao family? I saw Zhao Changlong shouting, the long sword in his hand was full of true qi, and Huo Huoran rushed towards Lin Wufeng.

Lin Wufeng had already been prepared, when he was provoking Zhao Changlong with one hand, he was ready to pinch the qi needle with the other hand, and when he saw Zhao Changlong suddenly attacking, Lin Wufeng took the opportunity to shoot out the qi needle in his hand, aiming at the tip of the long sword in Zhao Changlong's hand!

Only this time, Lin Wufeng didn't have the same good luck as before. The long sword that was blessed with true qi was like a broken bamboo, crushing the qi needle and stabbing towards Lin Wufeng's chest!