Ke Zhenshan knew that this was not the way to go. Lin Zifeng blocked this martial arts move again. If it continued, he would definitely suffer.

Thinking of this, he used his martial arts skills again.

"Heavenly Rain Spear Technique, rain turns into thousands!!"

As Ke Zhenshan shouted, the spear in his hand was fired faster and more powerfully. In just a few breaths, several Yin soldiers were knocked out.

There were even two Yin soldiers who were directly dispersed by Ke Zhenshan.

Lin Zifeng frowned, and the aura on his body continued to rise, "If you want to fight head-on, I will accompany you to fight head-on."

As he said that, Lin Zifeng used his folding stick and confronted Ke Zhenshan head-on with one stick after another.

It may be difficult for ordinary warriors to see the flaw when Ke Zhenshan's spear is pointed out, but this is not a problem at all for Lin Zifeng, who has the double pupil of the heavenly eye.

Lin Zifeng's every stick will interrupt Ke Zhenshan's attack rhythm. At the same time, he uses the martial arts skill of stacking the wave stick to superimpose the power of each stick. ??

The spectators around were all very surprised. They were surprised at Ke Zhenshan's power, and at the same time, they were also surprised at Lin Zifeng's methods.

However, what they saw was mostly just the appearance. In the dark, some people had already seen the essence of the battle.

A fortune teller wearing sunglasses touched his beard and listened attentively, "Yes, yes, he is indeed the most promising talent in the Taoist sect in a hundred years. He has already mastered Taoism very well."

"It's just that the magic of throwing beans to make soldiers and inviting gods from five directions is not enough. To make soldiers by throwing beans to make soldiers, the ones that are made are all heavenly soldiers and generals, but this is the shadowy soldiers and generals, not good, not good."

"Five parties invite divine spells. Normally, each heavenly weapon god can be blessed with four spells, but each of them can only be blessed with one spell, which is not enough, not enough."

After he finished speaking, an old man holding a broom next to him said angrily: "Your demands are too high. He is only a little older, and it is already amazing to be able to reach this point."

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"In the peaceful and prosperous times, it was indeed remarkable, but now that the storm is coming, this ability is not enough, far from enough."

The drunk Taoist didn't know when he appeared on the branch nearby. He had always been drunk and blurred, but now his eyes were extremely clear.

When these people saw the drunk Taoist, they immediately bowed respectfully to the drunk Taoist and said, "Greetings, Uncle Master."

The drunk Taoist waved his hand and said: "Okay, you don't need to be so polite in front of me. It's just that Lin Zifeng is not worrying at all. Sooner or later something will happen."

The other few people were all Taoist masters in the Void Soul Realm, but no one interrupted the drunk Taoist. Everyone respected him very much.

"Just stare, it's boring." The drunk Taoist wandered away.

After he left, the battle at this time had entered a fierce stage. Ke Zhenshan was full of energy and used his endless martial arts skills to fight Lin Zifeng back and forth.

However, Lin Zifeng only relied on the folding stick, and sensitively broke Ke Zhenshan's attacks every time, leaving Ke Zhenshan with a feeling that his power was useless.

It's like hitting cotton with a fist. It's obviously a waste of energy, but it doesn't achieve the desired effect.

What makes Ke Zhenshan most irritated and incomprehensible is that Lin Zifeng is obviously colliding with him head-on, but every attack by Lin Zifeng seems to hit the weak point of his spear strength, and he can avoid his attacks to the greatest extent.

strength.

"In such a high-frequency battle, you can accurately see the flaws in my attacks..."

Ke Zhenshan's pupils shrank, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He really didn't dare or didn't want to believe what was going on and how Lin Zifeng did it.

Perhaps in the eyes of Su Waner, Su Qinyun, and the Little Medical Fairy, the battle between Lin Zifeng and Ke Zhenshan was very anxious and inextricable.

But Ke Zhenshan himself, as well as the Taoist masters hiding in the dark, knew that the outcome of this battle was already very clear. Ke Zhenshan knew that continuing like this was not an option, and this martial arts move was blocked by Lin Zifeng.

, if it continues, he will definitely suffer.

Thinking of this, he used his martial arts skills again.

"Heavenly Rain Spear Technique, rain turns into thousands!!"

As Ke Zhenshan shouted, the spear in his hand was fired faster and more powerfully. In just a few breaths, several Yin soldiers were knocked out.

There were even two Yin soldiers who were directly dispersed by Ke Zhenshan.

Lin Zifeng frowned, and the aura on his body continued to rise, "If you want to fight head-on, I will accompany you to fight head-on."

As he said that, Lin Zifeng used his folding stick and confronted Ke Zhenshan head-on with one stick after another.

It may be difficult for ordinary warriors to see the flaw when Ke Zhenshan's spear is pointed out, but this is not a problem at all for Lin Zifeng, who has the double pupil of the heavenly eye.

Lin Zifeng's every stick will interrupt Ke Zhenshan's attack rhythm. At the same time, he uses the martial arts skill of stacking the wave stick to superimpose the power of each stick.

The spectators around were all very surprised. They were surprised at Ke Zhenshan's power, and at the same time, they were also surprised at Lin Zifeng's methods.

However, what they saw was mostly just the appearance. In the dark, some people had already seen the essence of the battle.

A fortune teller wearing sunglasses touched his beard and listened attentively, "Yes, yes, he is indeed the most promising talent in the Taoist sect in a hundred years. He has already mastered Taoism very well."

"It's just that the magic of throwing beans to make soldiers and inviting gods from five directions is not enough. To make soldiers by throwing beans to make soldiers, the ones that are made are all heavenly soldiers and generals, but this is the shadowy soldiers and generals, not good, not good."

"Five parties invite divine spells. Normally, each heavenly weapon god can be blessed with four spells, but each of them can only be blessed with one spell, which is not enough, not enough."

After he finished speaking, an old man holding a broom next to him said angrily: "Your demands are too high. He is only a little older, and it is already amazing to be able to reach this point."

>

"In the peaceful and prosperous times, it was indeed remarkable, but now that the storm is coming, this ability is not enough, far from enough."

The drunk Taoist didn't know when he appeared on the branch nearby. He had always been drunk and blurred, but now his eyes were extremely clear.

When these people saw the drunk Taoist, they immediately bowed respectfully to the drunk Taoist and said, "Greetings, Uncle Master."

The drunk Taoist waved his hand and said: "Okay, you don't need to be so polite in front of me. It's just that Lin Zifeng is not worrying at all. Sooner or later something will happen."

The other few people were all Taoist masters in the Void Soul Realm, but no one interrupted the drunk Taoist. Everyone respected him very much.

"Just stare, it's boring." The drunk Taoist wandered away.

After he left, the battle at this time had entered a fierce stage. Ke Zhenshan was full of energy and used his endless martial arts skills to fight Lin Zifeng back and forth.

However, Lin Zifeng only relied on the folding stick, and sensitively broke Ke Zhenshan's attacks every time, leaving Ke Zhenshan with a feeling that his power was useless.

It's like hitting cotton with a fist. It's obviously a waste of energy, but it doesn't achieve the desired effect.

What makes Ke Zhenshan most irritated and incomprehensible is that Lin Zifeng is obviously colliding with him head-on, but every attack by Lin Zifeng seems to hit the weak point of his spear strength, and he can avoid his attacks to the greatest extent.

strength.

"In such a high-frequency battle, you can accurately see the flaws in my attacks..."

Ke Zhenshan's pupils shrank, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He really didn't dare or didn't want to believe what was going on and how Lin Zifeng did it.

Perhaps in the eyes of Su Waner, Su Qinyun, and the Little Medical Fairy, the battle between Lin Zifeng and Ke Zhenshan was very anxious and inextricable.
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