Lin Twelve clenched his hands into fists and made a defensive gesture in front of him.

At this moment, the vines attacked by Li Wang suddenly gathered behind her and gathered together, forming a huge green fist and smashing towards Lin Twelve.

Lin Twelve reacted very quickly, reflexively turned his arms as a shield, and added purple lightning to resist this heavy punch.

At this time, Li Wang had quickly approached her back, and with a sinister smile, he took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed at Lin Twelve in full view of everyone!

At this extremely critical moment, Lin Twelve quickly judged the purpose of Li Wang's sneak attack with his years of experience in close combat, grabbed the vine fist with his left hand, used lightning to penetrate, and quickly retreated with his right hand, choking Li Wang's throat.

Lin Twelve raised his chin and said arrogantly, "This is Senior Brother Li's final blow?" ”

Li Wang's throat was firmly locked by Lin Twelve-Three fingers, his face was flushed, his eyes were wide open, and his unwillingness was written all over his face.

"Next, it's my turn."

Between the words, Lin Twelve actually threw Li Wang into the air directly with the force of three fingers, and then she also jumped up, bent her arms to elbow his spine, and at the same time, slammed her knee against Li Wang's stomach.

Because of the gravity of the fall, Li Wang was subjected to twice the force of Lin Twelve's elbow and knee at the same time, and before the person landed, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

Lin Twelve fell to the ground one step ahead of him, and she clenched her fists again, showing everyone a solo show that combined physical and spiritual power.

Different from ordinary people's flower fists and embroidered legs, Lin Twelve Fists to the flesh, because he did not have the blessing of magic weapons, he could only condense his spiritual power on his two fists and legs, and used various moves against Li Wang.

The people in the audience were stunned, they had never seen a monk who could fight like this without a magic weapon.

In the cognition of ordinary immortal cultivators, a disciple in the Qi refining period who does not have a magic weapon is like a bald eagle, weak and can't help it, and a three-year-old child can raise a knife to kill him.

However, Lin Twelve found another way, using his body as an outlet for magic weapons and spiritual power, which opened everyone's eyes.

Zhang Xuzi touched his beard with satisfaction in the audience, admiring his disciple's intelligence, and he could easily deal with the foundation building monk with his bare hands, but he really didn't look away at the beginning.

Cai Jiaojiao had already begun to regret her reckless move, so Lin Twelve grabbed her handle and stood silently behind Ding Zhiyuan.

The more Ding Zhiyuan looked at it, the more frightened he became, and felt that this son was still in the Qi refining period, he was as strong and domineering as he was, and there was no showmanship at all in one move.

"Enough! Stop! Ding Zhiyuan scolded.

In the amazed eyes of everyone, Lin Twelve ended the duel with a move of Russian bear holding.

At this time, Li Wang did not have a piece of good meat on his body, and his handsome and chic face, which was originally self-styled, had been beaten high and swollen by Lin Twelve.

A pale cyan robe was full of dust and blood marks, and at this moment, he was paralyzed on the ground with more air and less air in.

A group of disciples cheered and applauded together, Lin Twelve's women did not let their eyebrows be bearded, they could be regarded as having seen it.

Ding Zhiyuan didn't feel sorry for Li Wang, but he was his own disciple after all, and it depended on the owner to beat the dog, and now that Li Wang was beaten like this, wouldn't it be equivalent to slapping him in the face of Ding Zhiyuan, the second elder?

He waved his hand and motioned for the two disciples to carry Li Wang down on the stage to heal his wounds.

Li Wang was unconsciously taken away like a dead pig.

"The rules of the duel in the ring are to the point, Lin Twelve, you beat Li Wang to half a cripple, do you still have the rules and system of Qingfeng Mountain in your heart?!" Ding Zhiyuan took the opportunity to attack.

Lin Twelve walked out of the ring in a dashing manner, walked in front of Ding Zhiyuan in the way that the disciples gave way, and said loudly: "The second elder doesn't have to use the rules of Qingfeng Mountain to press me, I do everything according to what the master and his old man taught me." ”

Ding Zhiyuan was furious, glared at her angrily and said, "Then you still beat him like this?" ”

"The Second Elder is wrong in what he said," Lin Shiyun said lightly, "Everyone can see that it was he Li Wang who sneaked up on me with a dagger first, and I backed down again and again, because the master taught me to be humble on weekdays, but he felt that there was an opportunity." ”

"Dare to ask Second Elder, why didn't you stop when Senior Brother Li Wang attacked me just now? I'm just defending myself, so why are you still helping the murderer to rebuke me as a victim? ”

Ding Zhiyuan couldn't tell her, so he pointed at her and asked Zhang Xuzi: "This is the good disciple you taught?" Such a distinction between right and wrong, black and white reversed? Li Wang was crippled and said he was a murderer? ”

Zhang Xuzi had no fear: "The second elder should not be partial to his own disciple, it is a fact that Li Wang sneaked up on my disciple, there are so many pairs of eyes here to look at it, it is irrefutable, besides, my disciple is barehanded, where can I compare to your disciple who has 'two hands ready'!" ”

Ding Zhiyuan was blocked and speechless: "You! ”

Lin Twelve wanted to be angry with him, and hurriedly mended the knife: "Ah, by the way, Second Elder, Master didn't say that I forgot, Senior Brother Li Wang's magic weapon and dagger can be crippled by me, a little disciple in the Qi refining period, you have to urge your disciples to work hard." ”

"You guys!" Ding Zhiyuan only felt that his qi and blood were surging, and a spiritual power in the dantian was running around, he stumbled for a moment, and was supported by Cai Jiaojiao behind him.

Cai Jiaojiao whispered softly: "Master, don't be like them, let's go back first." ”

Ding Zhiyuan nodded, now that his spiritual power is disordered, it is indeed not the time to say this, let her help herself go back.

When it was over, Lin Twelve didn't forget to poke a knife at his heart: "Second Elder, don't forget to tell Senior Brother Li Wang, when his injuries are healed, I will still wait for him to call me aunt!" ”

The disciples laughed again.

She turned to face the disciples again: "My master said, immortal cultivators, cultivate the mind first and then cultivate the body, no one among you should learn from Senior Brother Li Wang's improper mental skills, no matter how powerful he is, he will not be able to attain the Tao after all!" ”

The disciples faced Lin Twelve with a serious face, bowed deeply and said, "Yes, Senior Sister!" ”

Their "senior sister" made Ding Zhiyuan pause again, gritted his teeth and clenched Cai Jiaojiao's arm holding him, and left angrily.

The current Lin Twelve is indeed worthy of this senior sister, if nothing else, she is the only personal disciple of the Great Elder Zhang Xuzi, and her strength has surpassed that of the Zhuji Monk, in this place of Qingfeng Mountain, whoever has a hard fist has the final say.

After winning the duel, Lin Twelve sensibly gave up his position and asked Zhang Xuzi to give a lecture to the disciples, and then the two went back to the medicine house together.