Looking at Lin Yang's wounds, Hua Xuanxin couldn't bear it. She was unwilling to take advantage of others' danger! In addition to the conditions Lin Yang had just proposed for Hongyou, she became increasingly unable to fight.
But the Saint looked at it on it, and she had no choice!
"Miss Hua Xuan, please show mercy!" Lin Yang said, then made a move, deliberately showing a painful expression, making others seem to have been involved in the wound.
Hua Xuan was about to attack, but when he saw Lin Yang's appearance, his steps stopped and his brows frowned slightly.
"Hua Xuan, what are you doing? Why don't you do it? Could you ask me to help you?" asked the saint.
When Hua Xuan heard the sound, he gritted his teeth and could only attack him.
When fighting with Hua Xuan, Lin Yang definitely cannot use the silver needle, as it will be exposed, and even the moves he used last night cannot do.
After thinking about it, he could only use the skills of the Eastern Imperial Sect to confront it.
But the Donghuang Sect's martial arts are very powerful.
Most of Lin Yang's external energy relies on the increase of the fallen spirit blood and the silver needle. Without these two amplitudes, his external energy is not enough to support most of the skills of the Eastern Emperor Sect.
The power of every punch and every palm is lacking.
Before Hua Xuan could use all his strength, he had already seen the flaws in Lin Yang's body.
She deliberately let the water go, but it was useless, so she directly slapped Lin Yang in the chest.
Bang!
Lin Yang retreated repeatedly, his body trembled, and he almost couldn't stand firm.
"You are no match for me!"
Hua Xuan took a breath and said hoarsely: "You knelt down now and beg for mercy and admit your mistakes to the Saint! Maybe there is still a glimmer of life!"
"Miss Hua Xuan, do you believe this?"
Lin Yang walked forward several times.
"But with your injuries and strength, it's almost a fantasy to defeat me! Unless I take the initiative to admit defeat, you can't win this duel!" Hua Xuan shook his head.
"That may not be!"
Lin Yang's expression was calm and he attacked Hua Xuan again.
But his moves were almost no threat to Hua Xuan.
Not to mention Hua Xuan, even the people around him felt that the strength of this Qilin was not very good.
"Just this strength... can this guy really escape from that weird guy?"
"It's impossible!"
"Maybe someone else was injured and could not fully exert his strength!"
"Haha, with his little moves and methods, even if he is not injured, he is not much stronger!"
"He's sure to lose!"
People around him whispered and pointed at him.
Bang!
Hua Xuan kicked Lin Yang in the abdomen.
Lin Yang immediately fell to the ground and rolled, hitting the gate's threshold stone before stopping.
But his head was knocked on the stone, blood was flowing down, and his face was covered with blood...
"Qilin!"
Zhao Yue, who was next to the door, whispered in a hurry, extremely anxious.
"I'm fine."
Lin Yang said in a weak tone, and then stood up with difficulty.
"Qilin, stop fighting, admit defeat, I will plead for you! Try to let the Saint spare your life!" Zhao Yue was about to cry without tears.
"No need, I said, I can handle it!"
Lin Yang said, walking towards Hua Xuan again.
"Do you have to be beaten to death by me?" Hua Xuan's indifferent expression also showed a hint of anger.
"Miss Hua Xuan, this is not necessarily true!" Lin Yang gasped slightly.
"You..." Hua Xuan said in a dumbfounded voice.
"Hua Xuan! Are you still showing mercy in your hands? Take off his head! End this farce! Did you hear it?" the saint shouted.
Hua Xuan had no choice but to look solemn, accumulate energy, and attack Lin Yang's throat, intending to knock him out and completely end this boring battle.
But at this moment...
Whoosh!
Lin Yang, who was walking there, suddenly seemed to have waited for some opportunity, and suddenly burst into rushing, moving towards Hua Xuan like a phantom.
"What?"
Hua Xuan was stunned.
There was also a burst of exclamation in the hall!
At this moment, Lin Yang actually burst out with a terrifying speed that was completely different from before!
He is going to fight back!
Hua Xuan immediately stopped, focused, stared at Lin Yang who was approaching, and his palms came out together, intending to repel him.
But Lin Yang is not only surprisingly fast, but also has a strange pace.
She kept counting her palms and was slapped!
"Lotus Baguazhang!"
Hua Xuan shouted, and a large number of phantoms were rolled out with his palms. The phantoms turned into Bagua seals, directly blocking the place where Lin Yang was dodging.
Bang bang bang bang...
Lin Yang had no choice but to retreat and slapped three times in the chest again.
Puff!
A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
But this time... Lin Yang did not retreat.
Instead, he stretched out his arms and fingers, and accurately pointed it at Hua Xuan's chest.
In an instant, the shadow of Baguazhang suddenly disappeared!