Gan Ning's silver knife slashed down, facing Lin Tianyou's head.
Lin Tianyou didn't move, but his shoulders trembled slightly, and a majestic momentum burst out from his shoulders.
The silver knife suddenly touched it, and the blade trembled instantly.
The huge force of the shock caused Gan Ning to step back repeatedly, leaving a sunken footprint on the floor with every step he took.
Gan Ning raised his head, a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
I saw the palm of his hand holding the silver knife tightly, and there was already a trace of blood flowing down the handle from the tiger's mouth.
Under this chop, his mouth was split open.
"Is this kid a monster? How can he be so strong?
Obviously his ghost technique is fire, so logically speaking, he shouldn't be strong in physical techniques!"
Gan Ning's knife attack was just to test Lin Tianyou's strength.
When he tried it, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to act rashly again.
Sure enough, if you want to kill this person, you still have to use the master's magic.
Second Young Master Qin has a very strong talent. The Heavenly Spell he can perform can increase his strength by more than 50%. In this way, he should be able to compete with the young man in front of him.
"Master, cast the heavenly spell on me quickly. This kid cannot be defeated by ordinary tricks!"
With a 'whoosh' sound, his figure exploded, came to the side of Mr. Qin, and loudly asked him to bless the heavenly spell on his body.
"It turns out there was no conspiracy!"
Lin Tianyou saw Gan Ning's behavior and realized that he was overthinking.
That knife was just the most ordinary knife.
"Just now I gave you the opportunity to bless the Heavenly Spell, but you turned a deaf ear to my words.
Now it’s too late to add another magic spell!
Lin Tianyou raised his eyes slightly, and in just a moment, like lightning, he was within one meter of Gan Ning.
"What a speed!"
Gan Ning's face changed drastically with fear. Lin Tianyou's speed was so fast that he couldn't understand it, and he appeared in front of him without any warning.
"Suffer death!"
Lin Tianyou's voice was indifferent, and he struck down with a move of Seven Star Palm.
Gan Ning couldn't dodge, so he could only hold the silver knife to his chest and forcefully receive Lin Tianyou's palm.
when!!!
The powerful seven-star palm power penetrated.
The silver knife was shot to pieces and all scattered on the floor!
Gan Ning felt a tightness in his chest, and his body flew backwards involuntarily.
It hit a jade pillar directly on the second floor.
Half of the body was embedded in it and could not move.
"If you dare to ignore my words, this will be your fate!"
Lin Tianyou waved his palm and said indifferently:
"I will give you one last chance. Give up your original master and accept me as your new master. I will spare your life!"
The current Gan Ning is just a ray of soul left in the underworld by Gan Ning after he became a god.
Although I am still far from God.
But after all, with the reputation of God, the cards are not as big as usual.
Therefore, Lin Tianyou still wanted to accept Gan Ning and form a legion composed entirely of god-level heroes in the future.
When there are enough god-level heroic spirits, he will become the god king by catching the ghost dragon king.
Lin Tianyou was very excited when he thought about the exciting feeling of the gods calling him king.
Gan Ning opened his mouth and was about to answer.
At this time, an angry voice came over.
"Ah, brat, you burned one of my hands first, and now you snatch my heroic spirit in front of me. I want you to die!"
The second young master Qin was so angry that he had one of his hands burned off and was completely humiliated.
If his heroic spirit is poached again, his father, King Qinyin, will become a joke in Tianzi City.
This matter cannot be allowed to happen no matter what.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you. Even if you let me destroy another hand, I will kill you!"
Mr. Qin waved his hand, and a flute immediately appeared in his hand.
The whole body of the flute was white, like a jade flute. The soul of the flute was flowing, exuding the aura of a top-quality treasure.
"The second young master actually took out the treasure flute. It seems that he is going to use the natal ghost technique!"
A man from the Qin family branch shouted.
"But I heard that the ghost arts of our Qinyin clan are all related to musical instruments, and the difficulty of practicing them is also the most difficult among all the ghost arts.
It seems that Second Young Master’s Ghost Flute has just reached the level of Xiaocheng. Wouldn’t he have a better chance of winning with other weapons?”
A tribesman next to him had a trace of worry on his face.
The Qin family used to have a surname of Qin, but later King Qinyin realized a kind of ghost skill about musical instruments, so he changed his surname from Qin to Qin.
In their memory, the flute, Xiao, Huqin, and Guzheng are all the natal ghost weapons used by their clan.
However, the talent required for musical instrument ghost arts is too high, and few people can comprehend it to a profound level.
Although Mr. Qin is the legitimate son, he has only mastered the ghost flute technique, which is the easiest to learn, to the level of Xiaocheng.
If you want to deal with a ghost clan that may have a soul power of more than 7 million, the ghost flute technique must at least reach the Dacheng state.
"Could it be that the second young master plans to use blood spells to add blood spells to the ghost flute technique, so that its power can temporarily reach the level of great achievement?"
The third member of the Qin family suddenly exclaimed.
"Isn't it possible? This is too dangerous!"
Several other people shook their heads, thinking this was impossible.
But as soon as they finished speaking, they saw Mr. Qin trying to shake off the wound on his right broken hand.
Blood was sprinkled on the flute.
This is clearly the action of casting a blood spell!
Blood spurted out, and severe pain struck instantly. Mr. Qin's face was twisted and hideous in pain, looking like a devil who had been tortured in hell.
Second Young Master Qin shouted loudly, immediately put the flute to his mouth and played a creepy tune.
Endless flute sounds continuously overflowed from the blood-covered flute, instantly covering the entire Longquan Inn.
These flute sounds turned into the sharpest attack, each tone was like a sharp knife, making all the diners in the room tremble.
"Boy, this is my qin master's natal ghost technique, the ghost flute technique.
This technique uses music as a killing move. Any ghost who hears this music will be trapped in it and cannot escape. In the end, the life soul will slowly disappear!"
Mr. Qin's voice was extremely crazy.
This technique was originally a killer move that he planned to use when fighting for the Book of Heaven.
Because every time he uses it, he will consume a lot of soul power.
He never wants to use it easily unless it is absolutely necessary.
Today he just wanted to teach Long Zhixuan a lesson and vent his anger on his woman.
But Lin Tianyou's appearance not only embarrassed him in front of the ghost clan, but also poached Gan Ning in front of him.
He knew that if he could not handle this matter well, he, Qin Shou, would have no status at all among the first-tier families in Tianzi City. (To be continued)