It's just a blink of an eye, and the battle between Jiang Ling and Mu Tang has already entered a white heat.

Mu Tang is proficient in fire spells, and at the same time he is a martial artist, and his fists are lit with two flames during the battle, each punch not only has abundant strength, but also has a scorching temperature, even the lethal rattan spear thrust is difficult to defeat the pair of fire fists.

Even at the critical moment of the battle, he can also make his whole body ignite flames, turning into a flame demon, both offensive and defensive.

But in the confrontation, Jiang Ling still had the upper hand.

Jiang Ling spent most of his spiritual power, and finally succeeded in playing a set of combos.

First, the vine wall defended and obstructed the opponent's vision, and then used the vines to fly into the sky to carry out a tentative attack, and then Jiang Ling stepped on the vines again and jumped into the sky.

This tentative kick, Jiang Ling played a clever trick.

First, he completely shifted Mu Tang's attention to the heavens. Second, Jiang Ling's first kick is just a simple physical strength, and the power is not worth mentioning, even if Jiang Ling has been trained by Shi Yi and the second elder of Jiangnan, it is still much worse than Mu Tang, who is a martial artist.

Therefore, Mu Tang failed to guard against the thorn vines that were quietly entangled under his feet, and also underestimated the power of Jiang Ling's second kick.

Mu Tang was kicked with a thought qi and fell backwards, while Jiang Ling had already summoned a sharp vine, which broke through the ground behind him and stabbed Mu Tang in the back.

With a pop, a hole was pierced in Mu Tang's chest, and blood splattered out of his body, and then because of the flames burning on his body, the splashed blood was evaporated and turned into a blood mist.

Jiang Ling landed on the ground, stomped on his feet suddenly, shook out the flames on his pants, and at the same time summoned four rattan spears again, stabbing them from the east, west, north and south.

Jiang Ling shouted: "Vine spear killing array!" ”

This trick was naturally stolen from the Drunken Flower Lou Lan Anqi's Gladiolus Killing Array.

Mu Tang was covered in fire, and was stabbed by five rattan spears, looking like a fireball that had been erected.

In the next moment, with Mu Tang's roar, the flames on his body swelled, as if poured gasoline, and the flames spread along the vines, and suddenly all five vines burned.

Jiang Ling's face turned a little pale, and he picked up a Biguo Dan and put it in his mouth. You must know that he has been able to do this kung fu more than a dozen times, and his spiritual power has been greatly lost. If he can't kill Mu Tang just yet, then Jiang Ling needs to consider releasing Zhou Yu as soon as possible.

But Mu Tang straightened up again, but the flames on his body began to gradually extinguish, and in the end, only his left hand was still burning.

Jiang Ling looked at him from afar, nodded and praised: "Amazing, this can't kill you." ”

"If it weren't for the strong armor, I'd be dead." Mu Tang looked at Jiang Ling, then looked down at his body, and said with a wry smile: "I still want to die." ”

At this time, on Mu Tang's body, there were holes in his chest, four inch-deep wounds on both sides of his body, and his right hand was constantly dripping with steaming blood.

"After all, flame is an aggressive substance, and it is still not possible to use it as a means of defense." Jiang Ling stood in place and commented.

Mu Tang nodded, and asked again, "Why don't you take advantage of the victory to pursue?" ”

Jiang Ling chuckled, raised his chin and pointed at the remaining flame in Mu Tang's left hand, and said, "Looking at your posture of fighting back to death, I'm afraid that I will be killed by your blood, so it's better to wait." ”

Mu Tang shook his head helplessly: "You are really strong." ”

"Thank you." Jiang Ling spoke.

"You can't win, though." Mu Tang raised his left hand and raised it above his head, he looked at Jiang Ling, and said calmly: "My last strength still can't defeat you, I can't win you, but you won't be Qin Cang's opponent." ”

Jiang Ling looked at Mu Tang, his eyes were reflected red, Jiang Ling said, "You... Let's go back to Sayama and wait for news. ”

Although Jiang Ling opened his mouth like this, his face was very solemn.

Mu Tang's last move to die is very gorgeous.

He raised his left hand above his head, and the only remaining flame began to burn further, surging wildly, and the scorching breath rushed to his face, and the crimson flames had become the size of a tire in the blink of an eye!

Mu Tang stepped on his feet, his body suddenly rushed out, and he ran three steps in an instant, passing through a distance of five meters, and then threw out that condensed fireball!

And Mu Tang's body also fell.

That flame came to Jiang Ling's face in an instant, and it was impossible to dodge.

"I really can't help it." Jiang Ling muttered, and a flash of brilliance flashed behind him, and a figure appeared.

For!

With a crisp chord sound, the flame that had already come in front of Jiang Ling was split in two as if by an invisible machete, and flew over Jiang Ling's sides.

Behind Jiang Ling was Zhou Yu, who had long hair in brocade clothes.

Jiang Ling didn't expect that the spell that Mu Tang summoned with his last strength was so powerful that he couldn't resist it at all, so he could only summon Zhou Yu.

"Anyway, there's no need to hide your strength." Jiang Ling muttered. It's just that Jiang Ling's face was very pale at this time, because his spiritual power was almost consumed.

Fortunately, as the system prompt sounded, he confirmed that Mu Tang was dead, and he killed one of the enemy players, which was a good start.

But the next moment, Jiang Ling looked to the side and suddenly looked horrified.

At this time, Xi Jiu's appearance was very terrifying, and he couldn't see the image of the female man who walked in the wind before!

The corners of her eyes cracked, blood ran down her cheeks, her eyes widened, her pupils dilated, and her expression was very painful. She clenched her teeth so that she could not make a sound, only blood continued to pour out from the gap between her upper and lower teeth, dripping down her chin.

From all this, it can be seen that she is suffering a lot.

But her arms were shaking, and she was still holding the staff with all her might, and she wanted to raise the staff and release a spell. And if the staff weighed a thousand pounds at this time, it was so difficult to lift.

Jiang Ling could see that there was pain and fear in her eyes, but there was also deep unwillingness and stubbornness. She must have wanted to exert her power very much, but she was suppressed by the invisible mind, and countless invisible flying swords were piercing her head.

"Zhou Yu helps!" Jiang Ling felt that Xi Jiu was imprisoned by a powerful mental qi, and hurriedly took out the Yaoqin from the Qiankun bag.

Zhou Yu was also sensitive, half sitting on the ground, the hengqin was on his knees, and his ten fingers were on the strings.

Jiang Ling let out a long breath, his face was solemn, his eyes were dark, and his fingers began to pluck the strings. And behind him, Zhou Yu also played.

For.

The martial spirit and the spirit master had the same mind, and the two fingers fell at the same time, the strings vibrate, and the sound of the two pianos spread out.

Xi Jiu's figure staggered slightly, because the strength that suppressed her was finally reduced a little.

Jiang Ling calmed his mind, didn't pay attention to the other things around him, and didn't think much about it, just stroked the piano with his heart, and played the song of rain falling on the green mountains.

Zhou Yu was completely synchronized with him, and if he didn't carefully distinguish the timbre, he could hardly hear that this was the music played by the two pianos.

The sound of the piano lingered, subtle and long, as refreshing as a mountain breeze, which made the sharp pain in Xi Jiu's mind weaken a little, allowing her to gasp for breath.

And Qin Cang's gaze on the opposite side changed suddenly, turning his head to stare at Jiang Ling's figure and Zhou Yu with an illusory figure behind him, Qin Cang tilted his head and said indifferently: "It's not bad." ”

Jiang Ling and Zhou Yu played together, and the emotional tone in the piano music gradually became low.

"Oh?" Qin Cang also closed his eyes and listened carefully, and muttered, "The wind is rising, it's going to rain." ”

The next moment, with a few crisp strings, the sound of the piano gradually became high-pitched and excited.

Only then did Xi Jiu feel completely free from the invisible comfort, she held on to the carriage and gasped, she stared at Qin Cang in front of her, and couldn't help but scold: "Xiao Qisan, you are so ruthless!" ”

In that period of time just now, Qin Cang fixed Xi Jiu with strong mental power, making her head feel like she was wearing a cover with a hundred catties, making her head heavy and her body stiff. And outside the hood, there were countless flying swords, constantly piercing her brain through the cover, and the intense pain continued to destroy her.

If Jiang Ling made a move later, I am afraid that she would be tortured to death like this.

Xi Jiu's eyes were full of anger, and he stared at Qin Cang as if he was going to swallow him alive.

Qin Cang was unmoved, his face was indifferent, he looked at Xi Jiu and said with a smile: "It's really better than a master, the willpower is strong enough, wouldn't it be less painful if you die happily?" But you just have to hold on. ”

The passionate qin music continued to sound, if the pouring rain fell on the lush green hills, under the washing of this qin song, Xi Jiu's fighting spirit was even stronger, she found that Qin Cang's mental power attacks had been ineffective under the interference of the qin song, so she began to prepare for the attack.

Xi Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "Let you see how powerful your aunt is!" ”

The gem at the front of the staff lit up with a blue halo, and the cold aura overflowed from Xi Jiu's body, only to see the blue light chips in the sky quickly converge,

A big sword condensed by ice appeared in the snap of his fingers, this big sword was crystal clear, but it was glowing with cold light and edge, pointing directly at Qin Cang!

"Go!" Xi Jiu snorted.

Qin Cang also launched a telekinetic attack to try to interrupt Xi Jiu's spell casting, but as soon as his telekinesis penetrated into that area, it was distracted by the mountain wind and rain, and it failed to work.

"It's stronger than you think." Qin Cang's face finally became a little more solemn at this point.

The sword of ice had come to him.

Qin Cang didn't dodge or dodge, but raised his left hand with an indifferent face, stretched out his index finger, and faced the flying ice sword, bursting out: "Presumptuous!" ”

This move looks a little funny.

But the next moment, the ice greatsword seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and its speed plummeted.

Click!

A crack appeared in the greatsword.

A trace of boredom flashed in Qin Cang's eyes, and he continued to point to the big sword and gritted his teeth and shouted, "Break it for Lao Tzu!" ”

Click!

The big sword had a large area of cracks, and when it was an inch away from the tip of Qin Cang's finger, the big sword began to shatter, as if it had been crushed by an invisible force.

The menacing sword was shattered like this, and only some ice chips fell on Qin Cang's body.

Qin Cang was very dissatisfied with this result, so he was very angry, and he had to be insulted.

Listening to the passionate sound of the piano, he gritted his teeth, and even the green tendons appeared on his head, he stretched out his index finger and pointed at Jiang Ling, and scolded angrily: "Quiet!! ”

This sound burst out, like the bronze ancient bell being struck suddenly, and like the war drum being beaten by the general, sonorous and powerful, shocking people's hearts.

It seems that it was not a seventeen-year-old child who shouted these two words, but a majestic god in heaven.

Airplanes!

Invisible and domineering forces swept over like a hurricane!

The clouds were shattered.

The rain evaporated.

Aoyama was also destroyed.

Jiang Ling spat a mouthful of blood on the strings.