The white-bearded old guy stared at Qin Xianglin, obviously feeling the fluctuation of Qin Xianglin's body's aura.

This kind of invisible fluctuation can only be felt by the first-class masters.

Whitebeard stared at Qin Xianglin, and he felt that Qin Xianglin at this time didn't seem to be the same as the last time they met.

Qin Xianglin didn't care about Whitebeard's vigilance, and with a flick of his wrist, a silver needle flew out.

As soon as the silver needle left his hand, it immediately split into three parts and flew in different directions.

Some of them flew towards Qin Jinping, some flew to Whitebeard, and the other part was the rest of the old man.

As soon as Qin Xianglin made a move, he had no scruples.

However, the white-bearded old guy standing in front of Qin Xianglin was not an idle person, because he had been prepared, when Qin Xianglin made a move, Whitebeard also made a move.

Although Qin Xianglin's thirteen tricks were divided into three and varied, they were all intercepted by Whitebeard.

The white-bearded old guy's hand was like a net, instantly covering all the silver needles that Qin Xianglin had punched.

"The thirteen needles are used to cure diseases, but do you want to kill people?" Whitebeard snorted coldly.

"Die, old thief!" Qin Xianglin snorted coldly and shot directly. What he was thinking about was Uncle Dong's death, and the white-bearded old thing in front of him was stained with the blood of Uncle Dong and the entire Jiang Xiang faction brothers.

Today, Qin Xianglin wants to pay tribute to the brothers of the Jiang Xiang faction with the blood of the old thief!

With a cold drink, Qin Xianglin's backhand was a palm of the Divine Fire Lin.

As soon as the divine palm came out, the air in all directions cracked and burned into flames, and a flaming unicorn was conjured.

The flaming unicorn ran wildly, heading straight for the white-bearded old thief.

The white-bearded old thief was not far from Qin Xianglin, and he was sure that Qin Xianglin was going to make a move, and he was on guard in his heart, but he didn't think that Qin Xianglin shot so quickly, and his palm was like thunder, and it was also the palm of the Divine Fire Lin, which was played in Qin Xianglin's hands, and compared with Yang Yuntian's shot, the effect was completely different.

The white-bearded old thief was taken aback, and hurriedly took a step back, luck resisting. A wall of qi conjured up in his chest.

"Bang! Bang! ”

The fierce force of the Flame Qilin slammed into the wall of the whitebeard thief's qi and made a cracking sound.

"The Great Mudra of the Heavens!"

The white-bearded old thief let out a cold snort, and a slap was discharged, and in an instant, a palm the size of a door panel was punched.

A large palm smashed down from mid-air, instantly smashing Qin Xianglin into flames.

"Hehe......" The white-bearded old thief sneered, pointed at Qin Xianglin and said, "I didn't expect that in just a few months, your progress would be so fast, but it was not enough!" ”

Qin Xianglin also felt that his skill was far from that of this white-bearded old thief, if Qin Xianglin could be given enough time, it would not be a problem to defeat this old thief, but the reality was cruel and no assumptions were allowed.

So far, Qin Xianglin has no choice, this is a life-and-death competition, and those who lose need to pay the price of their lives.

Qin Xianglin took out a stack of yellow talismans and threw them into the air, chanting a spell in his mouth, and in an instant, nine yellow talismans rotated around Qin Xianglin's body to form a protective circle. The fingers of his right hand were wearing a green dragon wood ring, and at this moment, the blue light increased greatly, forming a turquoise halo in front of Qin Xianglin.

Beads of fire flew out, as if the earth was revolving around the sun, surrounding Qin Xianglin.

Chen Long crawled out and stood on Qin Xianglin's shoulder, stretching his neck and roaring.

Give it all.

Standing in the Yellow Fu of the Protective Body, Qin Xianglin, whose face was sinking like water with fire beads in the center, his eyes were cold.

For a while, the black-clothed warrior who was present with a gun was stunned, because Qin Xianglin at this time was like a god descending from heaven, surrounded by an aura.

Qin Jinping also looked at Qin Xianglin in astonishment, only to feel that Qin Xianglin was radiant at this moment, unknowingly taking away his aura as the absolute core of the young master of the royal family, and he actually felt more envy, jealousy and hatred for Qin Xianglin in his heart.

The white-bearded thief glanced back at an old man in a gray robe.

With a look of astonishment on his face, the gray robe walked out slowly, looked Qin Xianglin up and down, and asked coldly: "Shao Ruhai actually taught the Dao Law?" ”

Qin Xianglin looked at the gray robe coldly, with a look of disdain on his face, disdainful of answering this person's question.

In Qin Xianglin's opinion, it would be nonsense to say a word to these people.

"Five Elements Fire Yuan, Green Dragon Wood Ring...... Exotic beasts! I can't believe you're a kid with good shit luck! The gray caftan said with some envy.

Qin Xianglin ignored the gray robe, looked at Qin Jinping, gritted his teeth, exposed two good tendon lines obliquely above his chin, and said coldly: "Qin Jinping, today is either you die or I die!" ”

Qin Jinping gritted his teeth and took a step forward. The people around Qin Jinping immediately nervously stayed by his side, for fear of a slight accident.

"Even if you are worthy of fighting me?" Qin Jinping gritted his teeth, and above his chin, there were also two tendon lines.

Qin Jinping and Qin Xianglin are biological brothers after all, but in terms of appearance, they are indeed seven points similar.

Qin Xianglin stopped talking, and took a step forward to make a move on Qin Jinping.

But in front of Qin Jinping, there were still two people, one was a white-bearded old thief, and the other was a gray cloth robe.

"Die, scum!" Qin Xianglin shouted, shot directly, and played the dragon-shaped palm technique in the beast taming method.

The two old men on the opposite side also exerted their strength at the same time, and in an instant, two super strong winds swept over.

With these two strong winds sweeping over, Qin Xianglin's body protection yellow talisman exploded instantly, and this person also flew out directly as if he had been hit by a car.

Cultivation is a process of accumulation, although Qin Xianglin is a genius in the sky, but compared to the veteran masters who have been famous for a long time, Qin Xianglin's internal strength cultivation, the gap is too obvious, and it can't be beaten after all.

Qin Xianglin was shocked back, his chest was stuffy, his qi and blood were tumbling, like the water being barbecued, suddenly his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Qin Xianglin was almost half-kneeling on the ground, but no matter what, Qin Xianglin couldn't have a similar kneeling move in front of Qin Jinping. So, Qin Xianglin stood up. But after standing up, another mouthful of blood spat out.

Da Shu and Hu Bing rushed over to block Qin Xianglin behind them, their expressions resolute, and they were ready to fight to the death.

"Whoever dares to come, I want his life!" The tree gritted its teeth and roared.

Not far from Qin Xianglin's side, Yang Xu's cry came, and at this time, Yang Yuntian was already seriously injured on the ground, and his face was as white as a piece of paper.

Yang Yuntian looked at Qin Xianglin with resolute eyes, and he firmly believed that Qin Xianglin could win.

But this time, Qin Xianglin was going to disappoint him.

Qin Xianglin had been cultivating for too much time, and there was a huge gap in his internal strength, and he couldn't compete with the other party at all. Moreover, on the opposite side is the royal family, and the royal family is the king of the entire rivers and lakes, and they control the entire martial arts, like a towering tree.

Before, Qin Xianglin had thousands of brothers from the Jiang Xiang faction, but he still couldn't compete with the royal family, and now he was even more powerless single-handedly.

"Old Yang, I'm sorry for you!" Qin Xianglin grabbed Yang Yuntian's hand and said. At this time, Qin Xianglin found that Yang Yuntian's hands were so cold.

Yang Yuntian just shook his head, desperately holding back his breath, and then said very hard: "Brother barbarian, I believe you can definitely take revenge, you just need time!" ”

After all, Yang Yuntian is the speaker of the Yang family, and his vision and knowledge are by no means comparable to ordinary people, and he has taken a fancy to the key to the problem at a glance.

However, in the duel of masters, the victory or defeat is only in an instant, and life and death are also in an instant. It could, but it doesn't mean it can!

Reality, no assumptions.

"Brother barbarian, I, I can't do it!" Yang Yuntian gasped for breath, and then continued, "Did you ask you for one thing before I died?" ”

Qin Xianglin didn't know if he would survive today, but he still nodded and agreed, "Old Yang, you said, as long as I, Qin, can do it!" ”

Yang Yuntian looked at Yang Xu, who was crying heartbroken, and then slowly turned his head to Qin Xianglin and said, "Brother Barbarian, after I die, only such a granddaughter can't rest assured, can you take care of her on my behalf?" ”

Qin Xianglin's eyes were full of sadness, and he nodded sadly.