The handprints kept changing, and at a certain point, Lingkun finally completed the last handprint, and a lot of cold sweat had oozed from his forehead.

Bowing his head slightly, Lingkun moved his gaze to the intersection of his hands.

I saw that where his hands intersected, a lifelike cyan tiger head was also entrenched on it. A touch of strangeness gradually surged in his eyes, and in Lingkun's senses, the cyan tiger head in his hand seemed to have a feeling that he didn't usually have.

After careful induction, Lingkun found that this strange feeling was actually related to the whistling wind around him, and he felt that the cyan tiger head in his hand faintly formed a connection with the surrounding wind. Under this connection, the cyan tiger head in his hand seemed to have an extra kind of coercion that he didn't usually have.

"It should have something to do with the environment. This thought flashed in his heart, and Lingkun was also happy in his heart, it seems that he was right to choose this environment!

Looking up at Liu Yong, who was completely cowering behind the shield, the corners of Lingkun's mouth slowly provoked a cold arc: "Captain Liu Yong, let me try how strong your strongest defense is!"

With a push of both hands, a low cheer suddenly came out of Lingkun's throat:

"Give it to me!

As soon as the words fell, the cyan tiger head in Lingkun's hand roared violently, dragging a wisp of cyan tail, and swept towards the three shields on the ground.

As the cyan tiger's head roared, Lingkun suddenly felt that the howling wind around him seemed to let out a low groan. This murmur is like a courtier's support for his king.

Casting this Lingxuan Three Signs of Roar, Lingkun's body was also completely loosened, his legs were slightly weak, and Lingkun knelt down like this. His right hand covered the hideous wound on his left hand again, and Lingkun began to gasp violently. He was not in a good state in the first place, and this Lingxuan Three Roar Seal was only cast by him, and he was now at his limit.

Raising his head slightly, Lingkun locked his gaze tightly on the cyan tiger's head.

The cyan tiger's head slashed through the sky with a furious wind, and soon crashed into the first shield. At the moment when the two clashed, a fierce wind rolled up, and the dust on the ground was all blown up, and Lingkun's vision was also covered by the dust that was raised.

The sight was obscured, and Lingkun's heart was also a little nervous, if this Lingxuan Three Roaring Seal couldn't solve Liu Yong in the end, then he would be defeated.

And the loser will pay with his life!

"Click!" Soon, a crisp sound came from the dust. Hearing this sound, Lingkun was in high spirits for a while, and said in surprise: "It seems that the first shield has been broken!"

"Click!" Soon after, another sound came out, this sound was significantly lower than the previous sound, and it seemed that breaking the shield also consumed a lot of energy on the cyan tiger's head.

As soon as the second voice came out, Lingkun's face turned happy and said, "The second shield is also broken, it seems that there is hope!"

Staring at the raised dust curtain, Lingkun's throat rolled quietly, and the right hand covering the wound unconsciously brought a burst of pain to the wound because of nervousness, but Lingkun didn't seem to feel the pain, he just kept muttering: "Another 'click', another 'click'!"

But the "click" he was looking forward to did not come, as time passed, the dust curtain that had been silent made Lingkun's face slowly sink, and a sigh gradually surged in his heart, Lingkun said to himself a little unwillingly: "The plan is in the people, the success is in the sky, or has it failed......?"

“... At this time, a subtle sound like an eggshell cracking quietly came into Lingkun's ears, hearing this subtle sound, Lingkun's body instantly stiffened, and after a while, a burst of ecstasy surged on his face, and the excited laughter spread far away: "Wowhaha!

Before the laughter could fully fall, the ground covered by the smoke and dust trembled, and then, a figure suddenly shot out of the smoke and dust with its back against the ground, and only stopped when it rubbed the ground into a deep ditch several meters away.

Looking at the figure that shot out backwards, Lingkun also restrained the ecstasy on his face, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the figure lying in the deep ditch, but because of the distance between each other, Lingkun couldn't see the specific situation of the figure now.

However, the only thing Lingkun can be sure of is that the figure did not move.

Slightly relieved, Lingkun comforted himself: "Although Liu Yong's defense is very strong, he should die if he receives a tiger roar mark from me! ”

But soon, Lingkun shook his head and said to himself: "No, if he doesn't die, if you don't make up for it, he will recover faster than me later, then I'm not dying!"

Thinking like this, Lingkun struggled to get up from the ground, and as soon as he stood up, Lingkun felt dizzy in his head, and his body shook violently, as if he was about to fall down at any time. Shaking his head, throwing out the dizziness, Lingkun took a strong breath to stabilize his figure, and then, almost dragging his body, he took one step, stopped two steps and slowly shook to the end of the deep ditch.

This short distance of about ten meters took Lingkun nearly ten minutes.

Finally walked to the side of the deep ditch, and after taking a few breaths violently, Lingkun moved his gaze to the figure lying in the deep ditch.

The person lying down was naturally Liu Yong, and I saw that the clothes on his upper body had been torn, revealing a strong physique, and the yellow on his skin had completely disappeared, turning back to its original dark black. The center of the ribcage collapsed slightly, and a jet-black handprint covered it.

"Hoo ......"

Just when Lingkun thought that Liu Yong was dead and breathed a sigh of relief, Liu Yong seemed to sense someone approaching, his fingers moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His complexion changed suddenly, Lingkun's heart jumped, and he exclaimed, "Isn't it?

As if hearing Lingkun's exclamation, Liu Yong looked at the handsome young man in his field of vision with a blurred vision, and said with difficulty: "No... Don't be afraid, I... I'm going to die, but... Before you die... I have one last question!"

When Lingkun heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he scolded and said: "I'm afraid of your sister! If you want to die, you will die! There is so much nonsense before you die!" But looking at Liu Yong's miserable appearance now, his heart softened, and he moved a trace of compassion, turned his head and said: "Forget it, if you have any questions, let you be a ghost." ”

The corners of Liu Yong's mouth turned up slightly when he heard this, and he seemed to want to laugh, but he was in a very poor state, and he couldn't even complete a simple smile: "I... Wondering, why... I started smashing you to the ground, and you didn't die?"

Hearing this, Lingkun was silent for a moment before he said slowly: "Your attack was indeed very strong, and I really couldn't withstand it with my physical strength, but you may have forgotten that I still have a water surname." ”

Liu Yong's eyes suddenly opened when he heard this, and he suddenly said to himself: "Water... Shui is a surname, no wonder ......" and then his head was biased, and he was completely dead.

Seeing this scene, Lingkun was dizzy, and his hard-supported body finally fell to the ground softly.

Before falling unconscious, a smile appeared on Lingkun's face: "Victory... Victory!"