"This is... Ju Wujie!" Leng Qing's expression sterned.

"The little witch along the way is still a little knowledgeable." Lin Tianyi said.

"What is that?" The new generation of elites from the second road seemed a little weak at this time. Ying Xiao asked left and right with a blank look. Although Lu Ping was not aware of it at all, he was much calmer and did not show any curious expression.

"I just said that using Jing Wuhen to this level is not as good as you can do." Leng Qing said,

Lin Tianyi was not concerned about this obvious sarcasm and said lightly: "Isn't a thousand-year-old divine weapon part of its strength?"

"If you have the ability, don't use it. We both fists against the fists." Ying shouted.

How could Lin Tianyi know how to deal with such a childish provocation? He focused on Ju Wujie, his fingers and fingers to control the power of the soul. Leng Qing said it right. If Ju Wujie did not have Ju Wujie, although he was in the realm of the four souls, he could not use Jing Wuhen to this level. In terms of talent and talent, he was far inferior to his younger brother Lin Tianbiao. When he had just reached the realm of the three souls, he could not even control this top-level family blood-superior superpower.

But now, he was wearing Ju Wujie on his finger. This divine weapon, which has been passed down for thousands of years, witnessed the growth of the Lin family. The development and awakening of the blood-resisting supernatural mirror Wuhen has a great relationship with this divine weapon. Its assistance and strengthening of the blood-resisting supernatural power of the Lin family is incomparable to any divine weapon. Lin Tianyi said that this is also part of the strength, and Leng Qing really cannot refute it, because this strength is not easily obtained by anyone. This is the accumulation and foundation that the rich families in the world have only been able to last for a thousand years.

"What should I do now?" Seeing Lin Tianyi ignore his provocation, Ying Xiao looked at Lu Ping helplessly. Although he and Leng Qing both came from the Dark Academy, their trust was far inferior to Lu Ping. The three people who worked in the Beidou Academy had no cooperative relationship except for the initial intrusion. It is very likely that they would throw Qiansong ruler in front of them and fight each other.

Lu Ping could only shake his head, and finally sighed: "Just hand me over early."

"Blame me?" Leng Qing looked over with his eyes.

Lu Ping didn't say anything, but his honest expression had already betrayed him deeply. Ying Xiao next to him was even more helping: "This woman is troublesome."

"You die!" Leng Qing was furious, and his murderous attack was really attacking Ying Xiao. Ying Xiao was not polite, and he flashed a blow and punched him. At the moment of life and death, the two of them actually started fighting.

"Do you two want to delay time when you come out?" Lin Tianyi said coldly, controlling the power of the soul and still operating, without stopping to see the fun.

Leng Qing and Ying Xiao had been fighting for two rounds. When they heard Lin Tianyi's words, they ignored them. They just glanced at Lu Ping and found that he had expressed an expectation after hearing Lin Tianyi's words. He immediately lost the mood to be calculating with Ying Xiao.

"No more fight." Leng Qing jumped back and waved to the camp.

"It's good if you know if you're afraid." Ying Xiao lowered his fist and stood still.

Leng Qing's eyebrows jumped again, but she finally held back. She looked at Lu Ping with anticipation: "What are you counting on? Tell you, you are dead!"

"That's it." Lu Ping was slightly disappointed, but then he returned to calm, "Then there is nothing he can do."

He wanted to survive, but when he found that there was no hope, the calmness and calmness he showed surprised Leng Qing again. Leng Qing claimed that he was not afraid of death, but when he arrived at such a desperate situation, he was still a little uneasy and panic. Fighting with Yingxiao may have made him vent his mood. But Lu Ping was truly calm. Such calmness and calmness were only seen by those old monsters who had been through life and death in the Dark Academy. How old is Lu Ping, who is such a young man, has such a grand attitude to see through life and death?

In comparison, I am really weak! Not to mention that compared to Lu Ping, I am just that idiot. Does he feel as frightened as he does in his heart? Leng Qing looked at Ying Xiao.

"Are you going to come?" Ying Xiao faced Leng Qing's gaze and immediately pulled away, with the power of the soul being unrestrained.

Idiot! Leng Qing turned around and no longer wanted to figure out Ying Xiao's mood.

Lin Tianyi's control of the soul power finally improved at this time. The soul power surged on the mirror Wuhen, who was imprisoning the three people, and they no longer hid their existence, and the streaming light surged to the top.

"What's this?" Ying Xiao looked up as these soul powers gathered towards the top.

"Do not to avoid it!" Leng Qing suddenly shouted. The power of the soul gathered at the top suddenly increased by several levels, and a force of the soul seemed to be a ray of light shot down from the top.

"Dare!" Ying Xiao screamed, and the man had already dodged to the side. However, this power of spirit didn't seem to be accurate, but it just shot straight down, and no one would be hit by it or not.

"Haha, what's this..."

"careful!"

Ying Xiao was about to laugh at him, but was interrupted by Leng Qing's reminder. The soul power that did not hit any target landed and flipped the soil into a hole, but then it shot out again with the splashed soil.

"It's a rebound!" Ying Xiao shouted and dodged.

"Nonsense." Leng Qing said, staring at the angle of the Soul power shooting out, but with one hand, he had already lifted Lu Ping's collar. The Soul power that rebounded again was shot here. Leng Qing carried Lu Ping to the side, and it was not thrilling to hide. But now, there was only this attack. The light-like soul power continued to surge towards the top, gathering light at the top, and soon, the second attack fell.

Lin Tianyi did not control these attacks at all, and after launching them, he allowed him to rebound in Jing Wuhen. The loss of the soul power that was rebounded by Jing Wuhen was very subtle, and the attack maintained its power. With the third and fourth attacks falling, Leng Qing, who was carrying Lu Ping to dodge, suddenly struggled.

"Let me go." Lu Ping said.

"Stop care." Leng Qing ignored it.

"Is there any way?" Lu Ping asked.

"Thinking."

"If you can't think of it, just let it go." Lu Ping said.

"Shut up and be quiet for a while." Leng Qing shouted.

"Yes." Lu Ping did not speak anymore.

Leng Qing carried Lu Ping to continue dodging. At this time, there were as many as five soul powers in Jing Wuhen. However, Leng Qing, who was carrying Lu Ping to dodge, became more and more calm. However, because Ying Xiao had another attack, he screamed in a hurry.

Lin Tianyi just launched and did not control the attack, but always paid close attention to the actions of the three of them. Leng Qing dodged calmly and quickly fell into his eyes. After watching for a few rounds, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"I admire it." He said.

Leng Qing had already mastered the angle of Jing Wuhen's attack every time he rebounded. At this time, her dodge was all based on predictions. She often stood at a certain position and did not pass by the attack after rebounding several times.

"Since you have such judgment, I think you probably have roughly calculated how many attacks are the limit, right?" Lin Tianyi said.

Leng Qing didn't answer, but she knew it in her heart. She had calculated that when there were as many as eight attacks, there would be no longer any positions in the space where all attacks could be dodged, and then it would be necessary to keep moving and dodging; and when the attack reached the twelve paths, the attack would fill the entire space, and there would be no place to stand.

The seemingly random closing of the door and hitting the dog was actually studied by the Lin family's calculations. The shape of the mirror without trace, the position and angle of the attack, finally formed the most efficient mode.

Twelve attacks are a must-have kill, but that is for one target. Leng Qing was still carrying a road flat at this time. When the eight attacks were attacking, there was no room for the two to dodge together. At that time, he could only let go of the road flat. But even so, can he win any chance?

"Don't think about it, our Lin family's mirror guard has never had any flaws. It is a killing formation that will surely be killed." Lin Tianyi said.

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Chapter completed!