Chapter 107 Take action
Xing Lin was pushed back by Yi Xifeng's four dragons and flew seven to eight feet away. The burly man barely managed to keep his figure steady. However, the fair boy's palm technique contained Xing Laoer's own Yin-type internal energy. An Jin followed his arm and hit his heart. He still couldn't hold back the strong surge of blood.
"Pfft!" Compared with Xing Laoer's embarrassing landing, Yi Xifeng was much miserable at this time. Blood was flowing from his mouth, his face was like gold paper, and his hands were full of blood. The young man was sent flying more than ten feet, and did not stop until he hit a huge stone thorn.
"Xifeng!" Li Xintian couldn't help but exclaimed, and he flashed to the side of the fair boy. Xing Laoer glanced at the girl but did not step forward to stop her.
The girl came to Yi Xifeng's side and looked at the stone thorn she had made. At this time, it had turned into rubble, and the fair boy was lying in the rubble covered in blood.
Li Xintian did not take action during the fierce battle just now, because the girl understood that it was difficult for her to intervene in this level of battle. They can only wait until the two sides are temporarily separated, and use the treated stone thorns to help Yi Xifeng minimize the damage.
This stone thorn looks no different from the previous ones. In fact, it was guided by Li Xintian's inner strength. The stone thorns are all honeycomb-like structures. When Yi Xifeng hits it, it immediately collapses and breaks into a pile of rubble, invisible. It helped him relieve a lot of energy.
Li Xintian held the fair boy's bloody hand. The boy raised his head slightly and said vaguely: "Silly girl, why don't you run away?"
Before the boy could finish his words, the girl's tears had already burst into her eyes, and a drop of crystal tears flowed down the edge of the mask and fell into the rubble.
"It's really touching? So who of you will go on the road first?" Xing Lin looked at the two people not far away and said.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved, and a transparent ripple spread out like a ripple. It was the internal energy shock that only warriors in the chivalrous realm could use.
Looking at the rapidly approaching ripples, the girl did not get up to avoid it, but stretched out her slender little hand, aimed her palm at the invading internal energy shock, and then shook it hard!
"Yellow Sandstone Thorn!"
The girl clenched her pink fist, and with her as the center, sand thorns suddenly emerged from the ground within a radius of ten feet. These sand thorns were formed into cone-shaped spikes under the control of Li Xintian's inner strength. , its hardness is already comparable to rock.
It turns out that when Yi Xifeng and Xing Laoer were fighting, the girl silently channeled her inner energy into the earth, and used the thick soil air control technique to control the soil, gradually transforming the soil within a few dozen feet of the empty space. For sand and gravel. At this time, when this move is used, sand thorns are seen springing up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, instantly emerging from the soil, and stabbing away in response to the internal energy.
"Boom, boom, boom!" There were continuous roars and ripples, and finally disappeared three feet away from the girl.
Looking at the dozens of sand thorns remaining in the field, Xing Laoer murmured: "It's interesting!" He smiled and gathered the fists in his hands, no longer holding back.
Xing Lin retracted his fists to his waist, stacking his fists layer upon layer, and kicked the ground with his feet. The sandy land immediately exploded into a ball of sand and gravel. The burly man disappeared from the spot and quickly rushed towards Li Xintian. . It was the "Four-Armed Pluto Fist" that defeated Zhou Di before!
Li Xintian knew the power of this move. When dealing with Xing Laosan before, the girl had to gather 90% of her body's internal energy and use her unique skill - Xuanyan Earth Breaking Kun to block this move. At this time, Xing Lin's strength was obviously not comparable to that of Xing Sen at that time, and his own internal strength was not enough to display again.
The girl looked at the burly man flying through the air with a trace of reluctance and fear in her eyes. Feeling her own empty inner strength, the girl felt that she was so close to death for the first time. Her thin shoulders could not help but tremble, but she always kept Yi Xifeng firmly waiting behind her.
Li Xintian stared stubbornly at Xing Laoer, who was getting closer, and tried to open her hands to block the boy lying behind her. She did not look back at the fair boy, even though she really wanted to look at him again at this time, but she was afraid that she would Crying, she didn’t want him to see her crying again,
Yi Xifeng's eyes were red and he roared: "Silly girl, leave me alone, he is injured and can't chase you! Leave quickly! Don't die here!"
The girl ignored the other party and muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "We agreed to be together!"
Xing Lin's fist, like a shooting star, crossed the stone forest-like sand thorns in the field and went straight towards the two of them. Just when the strong man thought he was about to succeed, a cold voice broke Xing Laoer's expectations.
"Water Dragon Yin! Two Breezes!"
I saw two blue wind pillars shooting out from behind Xing Lin. Compared with Yi Xifeng's long sword shadow, these two groups of wind pillars were much thicker. If Yi Xifeng's Thousand Miles of Rivers is more agile and sharp, then Zhao Long's Two Breezes are more powerful than his swiftness and majesty.
At this time, the two groups of wind pillars were each seven or eight feet thick. Xing Lin was flying in the air, with nowhere to use his strength, so he had no choice but to withdraw his fists and defend himself.
The two wind pillars were like dragons crossing the earth, passing by both sides of Li Xintian's body, leaving two plow marks on the ground that were one foot wide and half a foot deep.
Li Xintian turned his head and looked at the boy in a bamboo hat standing on his left side. Under the faint moonlight, the boy was still dressed in a raincoat and a bamboo hat. At this time, the girl sitting on the ground raised her head, and she could see the other person's face clearly through the moonlight. The young man has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and slightly thin lips, giving people a sense of perseverance.
"Brother Zhao!" Li Xintian murmured, and with this shout, the girl's tears couldn't stop flowing down.
Hearing the cry of the girl next to him, Zhao Long's firm eyes wavered for a moment, but he regained his composure in an instant. He whispered: "Don't move, watch me!"
Xing Laoer looked solemnly at the young man who appeared behind Li Xintian. From so many years of killing experience, he could tell that this young man was not old and could not be more than fourteen years old.
Looking at the other party's attire, and thinking of the previous blow, Xing Lin said to himself angrily: "Is this fucking man a strong man?"
He could feel the fluctuations of Zhao Long's internal energy, which was at the peak level of the Mang Realm. It was even purer than before. Xing Lin looked at the young man in front of him with some jealousy and asked, "Boy, leave your name! I won't kill unknown people!"
Zhao Long raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, with a faint blue light in his eyes! But he didn't answer the other party.
In a flash, Zhao Long's figure disappeared from the scene, and the next moment, he appeared two feet away! The green sword light in the sky was like the stars falling in the blue at night, overwhelming Xing Laoer.
Xing Lin smiled slightly, and quickly stepped forward, spitting red light in his hand. When he approached Zhao Long, he didn't care about the green sword light wrapped around him, punched out, and shouted in a low voice: "Netherworld Fantasy Demon Fist!"
