Lin Twelve dodged unhurriedly while observing the attack pattern of Falling Dust.

This is the most instinctive instinct of Lin Twelve, who is a killer.

After three moves, Luochen saw that she was only defending and not attacking, so he understood that she was looking for her own flaws, so she lost her original sharpness, but began to entangle with Lin Twelve like playing Tai Chi.

Lin Twelve muttered in his heart, this Luochen really had some strength, and after a while, he could see that he was making a trick, so he no longer hesitated and began to take the initiative.

Originally, Lin Twelve, who was at the forty-ninth level of the Qi Refining Period, could easily defeat a Jindan early stage cultivator, but the dust in front of him was obviously above that.

As the two fought back and forth, purple lightning and red flames shattered in all directions, as if they were seeing the most wonderful fireworks show in front of them.

Lin Twelve used the Heaven Covering Shock to strike a lightning strike, and the falling dust used the sword of the husband as a shield, surrounded by flames.

Luochen threw out a flame giant snake, Lin Twelve immediately enlarged the sky in his hand, and the giant snake disappeared the moment it touched it.

The moment the swords of Shatian and Fu collided with each other, sparks flew out.

Seeing that the battle between the two people fell into a stalemate, they were not convinced by each other, but neither of them could defeat their opponents.

Seeing this, Ding Zhiyuan moved his mind again, quietly took out a palm-sized slingshot from his sleeve pocket, and set up an iron nail and wanted to project it, but suddenly felt a sinking on his shoulder, and the thing in his hand almost fell to the ground.

When I looked back, it was Zhang Xuzi standing behind me patting his shoulder.

"Senior brother, what are you doing, do you think that if Twelve is defeated, Luochen will be able to let you and me go? His goal is Qingfeng Mountain, no matter who it is, as long as it hinders his future, he will eradicate it without mercy. ”

"You don't think that you can kill the master who raised you and the person who respects your junior brother with your own hands, and you can still show mercy to you, a bad old man, right?"

Ding Zhiyuan's eyes enlarged in an instant, yes, why did he forget that Luochen was a ruthless villain at all.

Keeping Lin Twelve, he didn't like it at most, and she couldn't help herself.

But if Lin XII is dead, and the dust is gone, the person who checks and balances him, then he-

Thinking of this, Ding Zhiyuan couldn't help but shudder.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Zhang Xuzi withdrew his hand and continued to patiently watch the confrontation between the two.

Driving weapons to fight is originally a very spiritual power-consuming thing, not to mention that the two of them are only the strength of the Jindan stage, and it is even more difficult to use magic weapons of the level of Lingbao and Gubao.

Lin Twelve was fortunate to have a spirit stone in her body, otherwise she would not have been able to use it for such a long time.

And the dust gradually began to feel powerless.

The moves of the two gradually became sluggish, and Zhang Xuzi knew that the use of spiritual power by the two people had reached the limit, and if they continued like this, they would be overdrawn.

Spiritual power overdraft is not a good thing, it is serious, it may lead to a regression in cultivation, he doesn't want Lin Twelve to destroy his future because he has to deal with falling dust.

So he said, "Enough! The two of you will make a tie today, stop it quickly, otherwise the spiritual power overdraft is not a joke! ”

Lin Twelve said while dealing with the falling dust: "Master, I won't give up, otherwise I will completely defeat him, otherwise I won't be at ease, and how can I deal with the Sect Master of Shujin!" ”

And Luochen had long since lost the energy to speak, so he could only concentrate on facing Lin Twelve.

The more the two fought, the more they froze, and at this moment, Lin Twelve's Shatian seemed to have sensed something, and returned to her body, no matter how she summoned it, Shatian would not come out.

Zhang Xuzi was quite pleased: "Sha Tian has already sensed that your spiritual power is exhausted, and he took the initiative to return to his position, so let's stop here this time, don't fight again!" ”

Covering the sky is worthy of being a spiritual treasure under the hegemony of ancient divine beasts, such a humane weapon, everyone has seen it for the first time.

Luochen looked at the defenseless Lin Twelve proudly, and was about to stab him when he lifted his sword, but at this critical moment, his husband's sword didn't obey the call, and fell heavily to the ground, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pick it up.

Seeing this, Lin Twelve patted the dust on his body and said, "It's just right, we all have no weapons, and we have all exhausted our spiritual power, so it's better to fight with our bare hands like this, and see whose fists are hard!" ”

How could the dust show weakness, he rolled up his sleeves and faced Lin Twelve.

But he didn't expect that Lin Twelve seemed to be weak, but in terms of physical fitness and hand-to-hand combat, he was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At this time, without the dust of spiritual power and weapons, there were only a few more tricks than ordinary men, how could Lin Twelve be afraid of him.

Lin Twelve relied on his own experience, and directly gave Luochen an over-the-shoulder fall.

Luochen only felt that the world was spinning, and before he could react to what was going on when he was thrown to the ground, Lin Twelve grabbed his shirt with both hands from in front of him and threw him up.

Luochen tentatively used some spiritual power to help him land, but the side effect was that a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Cai Jiaojiao was distressed watching from the sidelines, and even shouted directly: "Brother Luochen!" ”

Luochen raised his hand to reassure her, signaling that there was no need to worry.

But Lin Twelve knew that the falling dust at this moment was already the end of the strong crossbow, so she approached him again, opened her bow left and right, and began to attack the falling dust face door.

At first, Luochen could still block it with his arm once or twice, but after being hit by Lin Twelve, his brain began to be unconscious, and his limbs did not obey the call, so he could only let the fierce woman in front of him beat his nose and face to swell, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Lin Twelve saw that he was almost done, and the man in front of him was already confused, and finally, he hit the corner of Luochen's jaw with an uppercut.

Falling dust flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string.

Cai Jiaojiao hurriedly went up, helped her lover up, and shouted in grief: "Brother Luochen, are you okay, speak quickly!" ”

Luochen was already beaten by Lin Twelve with Venus in his eyes, and when he was shaken like this again, he felt even more pain in his brain, and he held Cai Jiaojiao's arm tightly: "It hurts, don't shake it." ”

The slurred words made Cai Jiaojiao feel distressed, and she took out a handkerchief to wipe the stains mixed with blood, sweat and tears on Luochen's face.

Lin Twelve finished work, rubbed his hands without armor, and asked the dust below, "What's the matter, you're not dead, are you?" Admit defeat or not? ”

The dizzy Luochen who was beaten was slow to react and didn't answer, Cai Jiaojiao pointed at Lin Twelve and scolded: "How can you treat the Luochen Sect Master like this, he is a distinguished guest of Qingfeng Mountain!" ”

"Oh, he's a guest of Aomine Mountain again? The rules there can make distinguished guests come to the door to provoke? When will it be your turn to be the master of the house? Great Elder, Second Elder, what do you say? Lin Twelve threw the question to the real person of Qingfeng Mountain.