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However, He Qing didn't want to be careless at all, she seemed to be doing this action easily, but in fact, the spiritual power in her body was consumed very much. No matter how talented she is, and Long Wei is taught by the day after tomorrow, but after all, her age is here. If you really want to calculate it, I'm afraid it can't even compare to a fraction of General Lin's.

She was firmly planted under her feet, and she did not prepare any weapons in her hands. The battle between the Xuanmen has never been won by relying on the blade! Not to mention anything else, the spiritual power contained in the two of them alone, ordinary swords are not allowed to get close.

And Lin Zaifang on the other side didn't care about He Qing's easy breaking of his technique, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a salty and indifferent way: "I'll just say that a yellow-haired girl dares to block my way so recklessly in the imperial capital, it turns out that there are still two brushes! It's a pity that you ran into me-"

He shouted, put his hands flat on both sides of his waist, hooked his ten fingers into claws, and only shouted slightly: "Get up!"

I saw that the pitch-black ground was like an arched earth dragon, swaying, walking through the arched earth bag underground, moving forward step by step, approaching He Qing's feet.

He Qing hurriedly stomped his feet!

An invisible wave of spiritual power rippled slightly under her feet, directly casting a precarious small barrier around her, she crossed her arms inward in front of her chest, and pinched out a finger in each of her hands: "The Taishang order, the golden armor surrenders, point troops to drive the generals, and help me subdue the demons!"

After saying that, his palms shook to the ground, directly shattering the thing under the ground that kept trying to break through the barrier!

Then, she didn't dare to stop for a moment, and quickly sprinkled the handful of blood-red glutinous rice in her pocket directly on the ground, and the delicate and lovely millet grains glowed with a faint red light visible to the naked eye on the ground, flashing and flashing, as if something was about to brew out.

Lin Zaifang sneered: "Scattering beans into soldiers? Good authentic occult arts, but unfortunately, I have never followed the right path! These methods of yours have no effect on me at all!"

He waved his hand violently, and saw that the spiritual power ropes that were winding everywhere on the ground seemed to be alive, directly entwining every bright red glutinous rice, like maggots attached to the bones, and like a strangulation vine desperately sucking the vitality of the host, but in two breaths, the glutinous rice that had not yet formed was dimmed, and this bit of military skill died before it succeeded.

Seeing this, Lin Zaifang smiled proudly, and then sighed slightly and said, "I'm old, and every minute of time is more precious than you." At this time, I won't play house games with you......"

After speaking, a burst of gray aura emitted from his palm, and he directly condensed a slender knife! Looking at the shape, it was actually the appearance of a Tang knife that had been passed down for thousands of years.

He smiled: "Although my old man has no skills, he has also slashed and killed a few little devils on the battlefield back then, young man, you must know how to do what you can." ”

As soon as the words fell, he immediately took the Tang knife and hurriedly slashed it with agility that was not suitable for his age! This action was like wind and lightning, and in a hurry, the spiritual power in He Qing's palm did not even contain the blade, and it was directly blocked in front of his chest.

Hearing a "bang", a piercing sound of blades clashing came, the two of them intersected, one holding a gray Tang knife and slashing away, and the other side, a silver-white spiritual sword that had not even had time to be shaped, was struggling across He Qing's chest.

Lin Zaifang's strength is extraordinarily great, He Qing boasts that his strength is really not small, at this moment, he also feels that his arms are sore, and his strength seems to be unable to be used. The slightly trembling sword body seemed to be pressed not a slender Tang knife, but a mountain! She looked at the back of her hand with all her attention, only to see that because of the powerful blow for a while, the green tendons on the back of her hand jumped and jumped, and the sword in her hand also trembled, as if there were cracks flashing.

However, to add insult to injury, at this moment, her already unstable spiritual power sword actually made a slight clicking sound!

Then, with a "bang", it scattered into a sky full of starlight and dust.

The unhindered Tang Dao's strength did not decrease, and it continued to the next area - if it weren't for He Qing rolling on the spot between the lightning and flint, this cut would have been able to directly cut off his head!

She knelt on her knees, her cheeks were red, and she only felt that her chest and lungs seemed to be expanding inch by inch, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and the panting sound was very heavy in this confined space.

General Lin's strength is so strong!

Now, she has no chance of winning at all...... However, the spirit rune flame that had been standing quietly on the side became smaller and smaller, from the warm mass the size of a fist at the beginning, to now only the size of a broad bean, and the green fire was faint and faint.

Time is pressing, and if you don't leave, it's really too late!

Lin Zaifang obviously didn't have an easy time at this time.

No matter how deep his spiritual power is, his age is a hard injury. He is more than a hundred years old, and if it weren't for the support of spiritual power, he would probably have to be supported by someone to walk now, let alone fight with others!

While He Qing was kneeling, he was also quickly adjusting his body.

He Qing glanced at the flame again, gritted his teeth and stood up, tasting a slightly fishy sweet breath in his mouth. She straightened up, a sword in her hand quickly taking shape, the blade pointing at the old man opposite.

He Qing sneered and said: "Just like you who are greedy for life and afraid of death, you still dare to say that you will kill the little devil?! Don't put gold on your face! When I don't know whose two corpses belong to?! People like you are now also known as the founding fathers...... I don't know how many people's souls want you to go to hell!"

She intended to disturb Lin Zaifang's mind, but the old man opposite was not fooled at all: "Little girl, don't underestimate the heroes of the world, if I hadn't fought bravely to kill the enemy at that time, how could I sit in this position now......

He Qing snorted directly: "A lot of age, can you have a face? You are obviously in a high position and have made great military achievements, so it stands to reason that there should be some traces of national fortunes." But look at you, you have not been blessed by the slightest dragon qi, nor have you the slightest intersection of national fortunes. There are only countless debts all over my body!"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's right that you killed the little devil, but your greatest reputation has been won in the battle of annihilation again and again! Because everyone is dead, you can achieve your goal! Let me think about it...... Whether it's the enemy's flesh and blood or our heroes, you only need to use the evil qi on the battlefield to excite them, wait until they are both defeated, and then directly extract their flesh and blood essence!"

"That's it, that's it...... You can have such deep spiritual power as you have now, and you can maintain the lifespan you have until now, right?!!" (To be continued.) )