"Your sword in the flute is not bad. Gongzi Yu looked at Lin Pingzhi and let the blood stain his white robe red.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but sigh, it seems that this Gongzi Yu is really strong.

If it weren't for the existence of the weakness card, Lin Pingzhi would have lost a long time ago, but now that the weakness card still has time, Lin Pingzhi must seize the opportunity.

"In that case, don't waste your skills. ”

Lin Pingzhi looked at Gongzi Yu, he thought of his newly learned Northern Spiritual Skill, isn't it just that he can turn other people's internal forces into his own use?

"Gongziyu, the sword is also compared, I admit that I can't help you, I don't know how strong your palm is. Lin Pingzhi thought of a way.

"Try it and you'll see. Gongzi Yu took the Canglang Sword back.

"Roar—"

Lin Pingzhi took the lead in making a move, and raising his hand was to descend the dragon twenty-eight palms.

"Let you see the martial arts of the Great Compassion Fu - the Great Purple Yang Hand. A wave of heat appeared in Gongzi Yu's palm, and he slapped directly towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingyi gritted his teeth and directly withdrew the twenty-eight palms of the dragon descending.

His palm is just a false move, he wants to use his body to catch Gongzi Yu's big purple yang hand.

"Bang. ”

Da Ziyang's hand hit Lin Pingzhi's body, burning his clothes directly into a palm print, and then hit Lin Pingzhi's chest.

Lin Pingzhi only felt that his chest was as hot as charcoal fire, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

However, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger.

If you take the initiative, you will definitely not be able to touch Gongziyu, so you can only let Gongziyu touch you first.

Lin Pingzhi grabbed Gongzi Yu's arm, and the Northern Shengong worked.

Stream after wave of internal force was transmitted from Gongzi Yu's body to Lin Pingzhi's body.

When Gongziyu found that his internal force disappeared along his arm, his face under the mask finally began to panic.

"Let go!" Gongzi Yu shouted.

But Lin Pingzhi finally got the opportunity, how could he let go.

Resist the scorching heat caused by the big purple yang hand on his chest.

The Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Skill in the body automatically worked, helping Lin Pingzhi to alleviate his injuries.

Endless internal force poured into Lin Pingzhi's body, gradually turning into the true qi of the Northern Underworld, and then coexisting with the internal force of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Skill in the body through the sea and rivers.

Gongzi Yu, who was sucked by the Northern Shengong, couldn't move, and at this time, he felt the loss of internal force in his body, and he was very anxious.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Gongzi Yu gritted his teeth, and he made a decision to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

"Don't you like to suck, I'll let you suck enough!" Gongzi Yu poured all the internal force in his body towards his arm.

In an instant, Lin Pingzhi found that some of the internal force he had inhaled could not be transformed.

"Poof—"

Lin Pingzhi spurted out another mouthful of blood, and the hand that was originally holding Gongziyu tightly was also unsteady.

When Lin Pingyi let go, Gongzi Yu's big Ziyang hand pushed and directly knocked Lin Pingzhi away.

Gongzi Yu's face under the mask at this time was very ugly, he found that the internal force in his body was reduced by two-thirds, it can be said that he is too weak now compared to before.

This is the first time Gongzi Yu wants to kill someone with his own hands.

Lin Pingzhi vomited blood and fell to the ground at this time, he couldn't move up and down his body, and could only rely on the healing effect of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Skill to slowly recover.

"You're the first person I've wanted to kill with my own hands. Gongzi Yu looked at Lin Pingzhi coldly, and he pulled out the Canglang Sword.

Seeing Gongzi Yu walking towards him, Lin Ping kept praying in his heart that the healing effect of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Skill would be faster.

Gongzi Yu is getting closer and closer, and death is getting closer and closer.

Lin Pingzhi found himself regaining a little strength at this time.

He took out the Peacock Feather from the system space.

Gongzi Yu looked at the peacock feather in Lin Pingzhi's hand and the face inside the mask, and smiled.

"Peacock Feathers, do you have Peacock Feathers?" Gongzi Yu said with a smile, the Peacock Feather without the Peacock Feather is just a small cylinder.

It was his order to steal the Peacock Feather from the Peacock Villa, could he not know that there was no Peacock Feather in the Peacock Feather?

Looking at Lin Pingzhi, who was dying and struggling, Gongzi Yu didn't take him seriously at all.

"If you were given another ten years, maybe I wouldn't be your match. Gongziyu said with emotion, it is true that the strength shown by Lin Pingzhi is far from what a person of this age can do, "It's a pity, you are the first person I want to kill with my own hands, you should feel honored." ”

Lin Pingzhi listened to Gongziyu's words, and did not feel honored in his heart.

He sneered in his heart, also waiting for an opportunity.

An opportunity for Gongzi Yu to let his guard down.

"Die. Gongzi Yu raised the Canglang Sword.

Now is the time!

Lin Pingzhi's eyes froze, and with all his strength, he pressed the Peacock Feather.

Suddenly, brilliant as the sun, colorful colors appeared in Gongziyu's eyes.

He panicked.

"How is it possible! How can you have ......" Before Gongzi Yu's words were finished, his body was pierced by the peacock feathers that flew out from the peacock feathers.

A generation of heroes, Gongzi Yu.

racked his brains to get the Peacock Feather, but died under the Peacock Feather.

The Canglang Sword in Gongziyu's hand could no longer be held, his body lay down straight, and the last thing he saw was the vast sky.

Before he died, he realized that he claimed to be invincible, but he didn't know that there was a sky outside the sky, and he was just a frog at the bottom of the well.

The brilliance of the peacock feather blooms quickly, and it disappears quickly.

The prompt sound of the system also sounded, but Lin Pingzhi did not experience it for the time being.

After he took back the Peacock Feather, he lay flat, waiting for the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Skill to allow him to regain a little mobility.

At this time, the peacock feather lying in the system space was filled with new peacock feathers.

After about a quarter of an hour, Lin Pingzhi found that he had strength in his hands and feet.

However, his injuries were still severe, and he struggled to get up.

When he climbed to Gongziyu's side, Lin Pingzhi thought about it, he really needed a good sword.

So Gongzi Yu's Canglang Sword was included in the system space, as well as his mask.

Although the dragon mask was useless, Lin Pingzhi wanted to put it away.

As Lin Pingzhi's injuries gradually recovered, he was able to stand up and walk.

He just wanted to go to the Quanzhen Sect to heal his wounds now.

For the sake of the disciples of Huashan, the Quanzhen Sect will definitely take it in.

dragging heavy steps, every step Lin Pingzhi took was very difficult.

As for Gongzi Yu's body, Lin Pingzhi didn't bother to care about it.

People often die in this world, and most of the vendettas are killed and burned, or fed to birds of prey and beasts.

Maybe soon, Gongziyu's corpse will be divided by the beast.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were hazy, and he couldn't see the road ahead clearly.

But when he heard the sound of the stream in front of him, Lin Pingzhi suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, and he rushed to the stream in front of him with all his might.

But on the way, he touched a stone, staggered, fell to the ground, and fell unconscious.