Chapter Ninety-Seven: Glory at Home
85_85960 "Boy, die!" Lin Quanying pulled out a spear and instantly reflexively erupted.
Whew!
In the void, a long dragon-like spear with a blue and white color also rushed out of the tip of the spear, causing a burst of anger.
"It's a good time!" Luoyun also took out a spear, his body was in mid-air, his waist was twisted, his head was pointing down, and the antelope hung its horns, and a blood-red arc-shaped spear also cut through the space.
If this blow hits, Lin Quanying will be split in half.
Although it is the same as an ordinary move, it is completely different from the one used when he was in the spirit, this shot seems to be random, but it is just right, and it is hitting the right one, Lin Quanying can't retreat left and right, either to meet the attack, or to retreat.
On the other hand, Lin Quanying, as Luo Yun said, he couldn't retreat left and right, and Luo Yun's attack was too sudden.
He didn't expect Luoyun to be able to attack in mid-air, and only with a twist of his waist, the weirdness of this kind of body style was simply something he had only seen in his life.
"What a clever figure!" The falling wind on the side was also stunned.
It's the first time he's seen Luoyun shoot like this, his body style, it doesn't seem to be mysterious, but it's the kind of action that seems to happen randomly, but it's free, and the opponent can't touch it, and every time he can make the opponent's attack miss.
Retreat, Lin Quanying gritted his teeth, he had already made a move just now, but he was empty, and he couldn't condense his spiritual power to shoot again at this moment, and Luoyun attacked his center, and he couldn't avoid it left and right, so he could only retreat.
It's just that he is not familiar with Luoyun's style of play, and he doesn't know that his retreat has quietly fallen into Luoyun's rhythm.
Luoyun's style of play is to force the opponent to defend or retreat no matter what, and then with the support of the spirit snake's swimming steps, a series of combos, completely disrupting the opponent's moves, and taking the rhythm of the battle into his own hands.
Because Luoyun's shots are all combos, as long as you control it, it will be difficult for you to turn over, and there is generally no absolute difference in strength, so it cannot be done.
However, Lin Quanying is an old fox after all, although he doesn't know Luoyun's style of play, but he knows what is the most important thing in a battle.
That is, the power of falling clouds does not belong to him.
"Cone gun!" Lin Quantong shouted angrily.
His hands spun violently, and the spear in his hand was like a spinning top, and the speed became faster and faster, causing the surrounding air to rotate together, looking like a huge drill.
For a while, a gray-white vortex formed in front of Lin Quanying's body, which was the rotating spear momentum that drove the dust on the ground and lifted it, and then was driven by the spear momentum, forming a momentum like a tornado, stabbing at the falling clouds.
"Is it real?" Luoyun is still light and light, not in a hurry.
"The first type of the Eight Desolation Guns, the broken shot!" Luoyun suddenly shouted.
With a shake of his arm, the spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake that straightened its body and was ready to attack.
Spiritual power gushed out from the tip of the spear, attacking the drill bit used by Lin Quanying in a very strange way.
Boom!
The spiritual power used by Luoyun changed instantly, and the appearance was as if it was originally just a stream, but it instantly turned into the sea, and the stormy waves were violently lifted.
And in this terrifying wave, the drill bit that Lin Quanying used with all his strength was instantly submerged in it.
"Kill!" At this moment, Luoyun's spear body changed, and he shouted again, and the spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake, stabbing straight at Lin Quanying like lightning.
There was a stabbing sound, it was the sound of something entering the flesh.
Lin Quanying looked at his right shoulder, and the front half of the tip of the gun was completely submerged.
Looking at the other end of the spear with a shocked expression, Luoyun was looking at him indifferently.
"Impossible!" Lin Quanying shouted violently.
At the same time, he was even more puzzled by Luoyun, he could be sure that this power did not belong to Luoyun, but why was it okay until now?
He didn't expect how Luoyun broke his attack before, and he didn't expect Luoyun's attack to be a move, if he hadn't turned sideways in time just now, I'm afraid this shot would be his heart.
"But it's impossible, go down and ask Hades!" Luoyun snorted coldly, pulled out his spear, and stabbed out again.
"Boy, if you want to kill me, don't think about living!" Lin Quanying was completely crazy now, the spiritual power didn't need the output of money, and the shadow of the guns in the sky greeted Luoyun.
Seeing his style of play, Luoyun just sneered, his body drifted away, and he couldn't fight the madman at all, and the more the opponent behaved like this, the less anxious Luoyun was, because he knew that after forcing the opponent like this, he would win the battle, it just depended on the length of time.
Seeing Luoyun retreating, Lin Quanying slammed the tip of his spear and blasted with a spiral of energy.
Luoyun exclaimed, this old guy is afraid that he was a spinning top in his previous life, and every blow is a rotation.
Luoyun's body was like a swallow picking up water, connecting a few times in the void to avoid the opponent's attack.
"Lin Quanying, let's end it!" Luo Yun snorted coldly, and then stabbed out with a spear in one hand, while the other hand was a condensation spell seal.
A two-handed double attack, this is definitely a masterpiece that has never been seen before.
"Muteng Spell!"
In an instant, several wooden vines appeared out of thin air in front of Luoyun's body, winding towards Lin Quanying.
The wood vine that the spirit general used his strength was not the kind that the spirit warrior used when he used it.
At this moment, the wooden rattan is not only thick but also numerous.
Because the attack was too sudden, Lin Quanying looked directly at the spear that met Luoyun, and he didn't expect Luoyun to hit two blows at the same time.
One was not as good as being wrapped into a rice dumpling by wooden rattan.
Stab!
Lin Quanying, who was locked, was stabbed through the spear again in the next moment.
A mouthful of blood spit out, and the essence in his eyes began to dissipate, and he looked at Luoyun a little hollowly.
"No, but, yes!" Lin Quanying spit out these three words, and then he lost his breath at all, and fell straight back.
Killing Lin Quanying, Luoyun also exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, his body weakened, and he gave up control of that energy.
That power disappeared into his body at an alarming speed, and although Luoyun's body was able to withstand this force, there was still a clear feeling of prostration when it suddenly disappeared, and it was mixed with severe pain.
Luoyun knelt on one knee and looked at Lin Quanying, who was already too dead to die, and finally breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and fell directly to the ground, unconscious.
"Luoyun!" Luofeng reacted immediately, although he was also injured in the fight with Lin Quanying just now, but this injury can be described as insignificant compared to Luoyun.
Li Jing, who was on the side, was directly petrified on the spot, and the shock brought to him by Luoyun was too great.
"Third brother, how is it?" Luo Zhanyun asked.
"Luoyun is overconsumed, it's not a big deal, go, return to the Bai family. "The falling wind hugged the falling clouds.
The group returned to Bai's house and arranged Luoyun properly, and Luofeng hurried back to the front yard to discuss things with Bai Renfeng.
"What!The elder of the Lin family was killed by Luoyun?" After listening to Luofeng's narration, Bai Renfeng exclaimed