kicked the butt of the slut in front of him, Shi Dan wanted to strangle him: "Which side are you?" Turning his head to look at the courtyard again, the battle situation at this time was indeed not optimistic, Shi Dan was very worried: "You have been fighting with her for so long, there is no way at all?"

"Yes. Rubbing his buttocks indifferently, Lin Lang pointed to Wang Ziyang, who was controlling the woman in Tsing Yi and waiting for an opportunity to release cold arrows on the side: "Did you see the bell in her hand?" Shi Dan nodded, and Lin Lang continued: "The connection between them should be the rattle." I think if we can grab that, we'll win. ”

"It's as simple as that. Shi Dan looked at one hand shaking the bell to urge the woman in Tsing Yi, and the other hand was always secretly pinching the magic trick to be vigilant against Wang Ziyang on his side, and glanced at Lin Lang: "It's been so long, you grabbed it?"

"Actually. Facing Shi Dan, who did not spoil other people's good deeds in the slightest, Lin Lang looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and his tone was resentful: "If it weren't for you, we should all be able to go back to eat barbecue at this time." ”

"The past is over, my mother-in-law really doesn't look like a man!" kicked him again angrily, Shi Dan naturally knew what this slut meant: "Go and help Qingyue, I'll think of a way!"

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Yikes!

With the sound of tearing clothes, Qingyue, who retreated a little slowly, broke one of her sleeves. Stabbed out the sword diagonally to force the opponent back, but Qingyue did not pursue. Beads of sweat had already soaked her bangs, and her breathing was a little disordered, and she had changed from offensive to defensive. Kiyotsuki knows her strengths and weaknesses all too well: her superb swordsmanship and unrivaled explosiveness can help her end a fight quickly, and in fact she rarely meets an opponent who can survive ten rounds under her sword.

But once encountered, it will inevitably fall into a bitter battle.

Compared to swordsmanship, her physical strength is really poor.

There was a slight change in the direction of the wind. Qing Yue swung her sword almost instantly, but only hit the afterimage of the other party.

Finished!

With a bad cry in her heart, Qingyue couldn't turn around in time to defend. Seeing the other party swinging his palm at him, Qing Yue, whose physical strength had seriously decreased, was powerless. Her sword was two beats slower than her opponent's, and she had to resist hard.

"Need help?" the expected pain didn't come. Qingyue opened her instinctively closed eyes, and was surprised to find that Lin Lang was standing in front of her, putting down her legs lazily: "Beauty?"

"Thank you. After looking around, Qingyue found an opponent in the flower bed in the distance: "The donor's skills are extraordinary, and he admires the poor way." ”

"I'm happy to be complimented by beautiful women. Lin Lang restrained his smile, and his face was rare and serious: "But if I didn't make a mistake, I shouldn't have been able to touch her again, right?"

"I'm afraid so. Facing the opponent who floated in front of him again, Qing Yue quickly took out her sword and stabbed into the air: "The puppet enslaved by the soul bell and the master are one body and spirit. Unless the owner is defenseless, the puppet cannot be touched at all. ”

"No wonder. Lin Lang swept his legs neatly and forced the woman in Tsing Yi to retreat: "Then isn't this an unsolvable dead end? ”

"It's the poor Daotuo who is getting older. Qing Yue quickly swung down her long sword: "Poor Dao originally thought that he was faster, and he could take the lead in cutting down the puppet, so he could do this disaster without harming that young lady, but he ignored ......" After a pause, the corners of Qing Yue's mouth were a little bitter: "Poor Dao ignored that the puppet who can be selected by the Soul Detention Bell can be an ordinary character before his death?"

"It doesn't matter what role she played when she was alive. Lin Lang pushed Qingyue violently, but he was almost cut through the door by the sharp claws of the woman in Tsing Yi: "The important thing is now! Could it be that we can really only be consumed alive here?"

Casting a grateful glance at Lin Lang, Qing Yue straightened her mind: "According to rumors, the Soul Detention Bell is almost invincible. ”

"Almost?" Lin Lang had already taken over the battle in an all-round way, and after resting for a while, his breath was very long at this time: "Then let's talk about that exception." ”

"There are no practical examples. Qingyue felt a lot more relaxed, quickly took a few breaths, and glanced into the distance: "It's just a rumor." The Soul Bell will put a very large load on the user's body. If the user's body and mana are too weak to suppress the golem's ferocity, they will be counterattacked. ”

"In other words, this is a battle where both sides are competing for endurance?" Lin Lang felt that he understood a little: "Whoever can't hold it first will die?"

"The benefactor is indeed smart. Qing Yue stepped forward with her sword raised, ready to share the pressure for Lin Lang: "But the previous masters of the Soul Detention Bell are all characters with mana power, and this has not happened in the recorded battle records, so Poor Dao is not sure whether this rumor is true or false." ”

"Mana through the sky?" Intentionally or unintentionally blocking Qing Yue behind him, Lin Lang suddenly turned defense into attack, and suddenly accelerated the frequency of attacks: "Then we can only pray that this woman is not as powerful as her predecessor!"

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After kicking Lin Lang into the battle group, Shi Dan felt a lot more at ease about the battle in the courtyard.

I don't know when it began, the little girl began to have inexplicable confidence in this slut's skills.

Tentatively sent a simple attack spell to Wang Ziyang, and the spirit power ball could no longer advance an inch when it was still a position away from the opponent. The blood-red barrier of spiritual power appeared in the air like a lake that had been thrown into a pebble. Smiling contemptuously, Wang Ziyang glanced at Shi Dan disdainfully, then turned his head and continued to control her beloved puppet. But this look deeply hurt Shi Dan, and the little girl was so angry.

What do you mean? You can't cure you as an aunt?!

After recalling the spells she knew, the little girl couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: it seemed that she really couldn't cure her. The spell with the strongest attack power that he can do is nothing more than the Lei Gong Cannon, which was forced to be learned by Qing Yueban a thousand years later. And judging from the strength of Wang Ziyang's defensive spell just now, the level is at least two levels higher than that of Lei Gong Cannon.

But so what?

"Lei Gong Cannon!"

Purely for venting, Shi Dan herself understood that this blow would have no effect except for wasting spiritual power, but she just couldn't control her emotions: why do you feel that you are superior to others? Why can you kill and take away for the pleasure of the moment? Why?!

The continuous use of spells made Shi Dan a little breathless. Bending down to hold her knees, the little girl felt her hands tremble. Gritting his teeth, Shi Dan made his handprints again, and raised his arms flat: "Lei Gong Cannon!"

Boom!

Click!

Looking at the protective wall that was hit by the electric ball in disbelief, Shi Dan looked at his hands suspiciously: Useful?

However, this illusion did not last long, a cyan figure in the distance shot rapidly backwards, and the barrier set up by Wang Ziyang who hit it emitted a wail, turning into a little starlight and dissipating into the dust.

"Yo. Lin Lang, who stepped on the railing, looked at Shi Dan and smiled with a bad face: "You are also doing a good job here." ”