The cold eyes slowly raised, and the cold light bloomed like morning stars. That clear but cold and arrogant temperament directly struck the heart!
The whip in his hand was swung hard and there was an explosion!
Lin Zicheng gritted his teeth, with a fierce look in his eyes. He suddenly changed his offensive. He raised the tip of the sword and pointed it at the sky. The light blue sword energy surged. The vitality flowed down his arm into the sword. The sword energy slowly turned into flame color.
!
The energy of fire attribute!
When the vitality and sword energy can be integrated together, it means that you have entered the threshold of a golden warrior.
This Lin Zicheng is not bad. He is not yet thirty years old this year, but he has already achieved such achievements. Moreover, he was born in Shangshu Mansion and has a profound background. His future is bright.
It's a pity...it's so easy to let him go when he hits her gun!
"Sword Technique: Roaring Flames, the first move!" Lin Zicheng shouted loudly, and the surge of sword energy slowly cut down!
The sword energy with the strong fire attribute is so strong that you can feel the scorching fire energy fluctuations from a long distance away. If you are hit, you will not only be burned by the fire energy, but you will also be seriously injured by the sharp sword energy!
After all, the Golden Warrior's sword technique was not perfect, and Huang Beiyue would not confront it head-on. She swung her riding whip upwards and wrapped it around a wooden pillar. Her body swung out with the help of strength, and she stood firmly on the wooden pillar.
superior!
At the same time, Lin Zicheng's roaring flames struck the place where she had just been standing. Suddenly, a deep pit appeared on the ground with flames still coming out, which made people tremble in their hearts.
Huang Beiyue glanced at the deep pit, with a solemn look on her face. She held the riding whip in her left hand and swung it. The vitality in her body did not pass through her dantian, but flowed directly into the riding whip along her arm!
Suddenly, the entire riding whip collapsed into a straight line, and the colorless energy flowed on the riding whip, slowly downwards, and penetrated to the end of the riding whip.
No one noticed that a trace of black energy, so light that it was almost invisible, was also injected into the riding crop along with her vitality.
She flipped her wrist, and at the moment when Lin Zicheng had just used the sword technique and turned pale from exhaustion, his eyes flashed coldly.
With a 'whoosh' sound, the straight riding whip flew out of his hand, and the ghostly whistle-like sound, carrying an all-killing chilling air, was as cold as a blade, and shot towards Lin Zicheng's chest!
"Zicheng!|" Lin Shangshu shouted, but it was too late.
The riding whip penetrated Lin Zicheng's gorgeous armor with lightning speed, and a huge blood mist exploded, ending all Lin Zicheng's movements!
His wide-open eyes were still full of disbelief.
How is that possible? That's just a waste. Princess Beiyue of the Princess's Mansion, she is a waste!
How could he be defeated by a loser? How could it be possible!
"Ah -" Lin Zicheng yelled and wanted to continue fighting. The dignity of a warrior cannot be insulted!
But after a loud shout, the vitality in the body was strangely sucked away by a force, and the black trace invisible to the naked eye slowly condensed into the soft whip.
Lin Zicheng's knees weakened and he fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
Huang Beiyue stood high among the wooden pillars, just as Lin Zicheng was kneeling in the direction facing her.
Cold eyes swept over him, and Huang Beiyue slowly said: "How? Who is the weak one?"
Lin Zicheng was speechless. At that moment, everyone in the competition venue was speechless.
