Wu Ke'er asked in confusion: "Su Sheng, what was that just now?"

"It seems to be an invisible light of inspiration, or something similar." Su Sheng's mental power is stronger than that of ordinary people. Although the distance is very far, he almost sensed what it was.

Lin Qingfeng looked at Yan Qiushui who was retreating in embarrassment and knocked on the palm of his hand with a folding fan: "The beauty reacts so quickly."

Yan Qiushui concentrated on sensing the movements around him, without any distractions.

Lin Qingfeng sighed: "Beauty talks more, don't be like an ice sculpture all day long, that's so boring."

When Yan Qiushui heard this, he raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but say something. At this moment, a sharp invisible inspiration came from behind again.

Yan Qiushui had to swallow what he said to his mouth, and felt a little frustrated in his chest, and turned around and slashed out with a force.

But the power of this invisible spiritual light was not weak, and it forced Yan Qiushui to retreat several steps.

The invisible spiritual light turned back and rushed towards Yan Qiushui again. For more than a dozen consecutive rounds, Lin Qingfeng beat Yan Qiushui so hard that he could not fight back just by controlling the invisible spiritual light.

Lin Qingfeng laughed and did not step forward, but gently shook the folding fan with the four big words "Perish people with virtue".

Wu Ke'er looked serious: "Su Sheng, Lin Qingfeng seems to deserve a beating, and I really want to hit him."

Su Sheng pondered for a moment: "I want to tell you, I want to."

Seeing that Yan Qiushui became more and more embarrassed, Lin Qingfeng decided to end the competition. He held a folding fan in his hand and rushed to Yan Qiushui for a moment, and at the same time controlled the invisible aura to attack from behind. The two sides attacked together, which was to make Yan Qiushui unable to escape.

Two attacks in front and behind came in an instant, and a silver light suddenly appeared on Yan Qiushui's body, and at the same time, a silver rune also lit up on the invisible spiritual light. Yan Qiushui and the invisible spiritual light actually exchanged positions instantly.

"Space Technique?"

Everyone on the field was moved, but they didn't know whether it was their mental ability or special space spiritual skills.

With such an exchange, the situation on the field changed immediately.

The invisible spiritual light appeared in Yan Qiushui's position and slashed towards Lin Qingfeng himself.

Yan Qiushui has not shown any outstanding features until now. Lin Qingfeng was prepared in his heart. Although he was shocked at this time, he raised his folding fan in his hand to control the invisible spiritual light and flew upwards. The invisible spiritual light almost wiped Lin Qingfeng's face and rushed into the sky.

Before Lin Qingfeng could breathe a sigh of relief, a sharp sword suddenly stabbed over, but Yan Qiushui followed the invisible spiritual light and came to kill him!

Lin Qingfeng had no choice but to open the folding fan to block it with the fan.

Yan Qiushui's long sword hit the fan. Although it did not penetrate, it also hit Lin Qingfeng's chest firmly.

Lin Qingfeng groaned and took a few steps back, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yan Qiushui held the long sword and silver light lit up again on his body.

Lin Qingfeng was startled and his eyes swept around him quickly. He didn't know what Yan Qiushui was going to exchange positions with this time.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed in his eyes. Lin Qingfeng immediately reacted suddenly, let go of the folding fan in his hand, and was about to retreat quickly.

However, it was already a little late. Yan Qiushui took advantage of the opportunity to stab the fan just now and left a silver mark. Now he exchanged positions with the folding fan and appeared in front of Lin Qingfeng and slashed with a sword.

Blood fell, and a long wound appeared in front of Lin Qingfeng.

"It's so dangerous." Lin Qingfeng looked down at the wound in front of him and smiled bitterly, "It's going to be dangerous if it's a little deeper. Beauty, you're really merciless at all."

Yan Qiushui secretly regretted that this person reacted so quickly, but he failed to defeat the enemy with one blow, and missed the excellent opportunity.

"Since I'm so powerful, I have to use all my strength." Lin Qingfeng put away his smile and spread his hands in front of him.

"invisible!"

The invisible spiritual light fell from the air and circled in the field, waiting for an opportunity to move.

It's not over yet, Lin Qingfeng's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and the air waves make his sleeves swell. Lin Qingfeng shouted in a low voice:

"Impermanence!"

A crescent-shaped black spiritual light instantly gathered behind Lin Qingfeng, emitting a strong fluctuation of spiritual power.

Yan Qiushui's heart sank, and the other party actually had other moves.

Lin Qingfeng pointed at Yan Qiushui, and the impermanent spirit burst out, and Yan Qiushui immediately waved his sword to block it.

But Wuchang's spiritual light slashed onto the long sword and twisted it suddenly turned into a long black whip. He was caught off guard and wanted to tie Yan Qiushui up.

Yan Qiushui reached out and took out a dagger from his waist, turned his hand and threw it towards Lin Qingfeng.

The silver light flashed, Yan Qiushui exchanged positions with the dagger still in the air, and the black whip tied it to loneliness.

Lin Qingfeng knew what Yan Qiushui was thinking when she threw out the dagger, and had already arranged for the invisible spiritual light to intercept the dagger. Yan Qiushui had just appeared and felt the strong spiritual power fluctuations above her head. Without time to dodge, she immediately raised her head and crossed her sword to block it.

The invisible spiritual light suppressed Yan Qiushui in place and could not move. Not far away, Wuchang turned into a long rope and came quickly. He "swoosh" and wrapped Yan Qiushui's tall body, tied it up from top to bottom.

The ones that should be protruding, the ones that should be protruding, and the beautiful figure is visible at a glance. Lin Qingfeng, who was close to him, swallowed unconsciously.

Yan Qiushui's face turned slightly red and he said coldly: "I admit defeat, let go quickly."

Lin Qingfeng also reacted and waved his hand to disperse the invisible and impermanent, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry for the beauty. It's because you are so powerful that I have to take action with all my strength. Sorry."

Yan Qiushui snorted and quickly stepped down.

Lin Qingfeng picked up the folding fan that fell beside him and got off the stage embarrassedly, his eyes dazzled, as if he was still savoring the scene just now.

"How is it? Is your strength okay?" Lin Qingfeng came to Su Sheng Wu Keer, and opened the fan that was conquering people with virtue and shook it gently.

Su Sheng smiled and said, "The strength is OK, but I deserve a beating."

Lin Qingfeng sighed: "There is no way, who makes me exude a unique and unique temperament in every move? In this world, people with traits will inevitably be jealous of others."

Su Sheng shook his head and signaled to the side: "I'm talking about that person."

Lin Qingfeng turned his head and looked at Yan Qiushui calmly.

The cold eyes made Lin Qingfeng froze. He quickly turned around and said guiltily: "That's okay, Su Sheng, you don't understand. Being beaten up by a beautiful woman is also a kind of happiness."

"hehe."

At this time, among the eight people passing through the sixth floor of the Martial God Tower, only two of them had never been on the stage.

One of them is a snow-white boy who is leaning against the wall at this moment, with a short figure and a long purple knife on his back that is similar to his height. From his appearance, he looks a bit similar to Bai Chen, but his face is green and calm, and his name is Lin Langtian.

The other is Zhuang Hanqing, a girl with long hair, ordinary appearance, but gentle personality.

Li Xinglun smiled and called out softly: "Please come on the field on the 7th and 8th."

"That...if you can, I will abstain." Zhuang Hanqing suddenly spoke.

Lin Langtian had just taken two steps and looked up after hearing this.

Seeing everyone looking over, Zhuang Hanqing smiled and said, "My strength is a little worse than everyone present. In addition... my heart is not very aggressive."

After saying that, Zhuang Hanqing bowed to Lin Langtian again: "I'm very sorry."
Chapter completed!