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Chapter two hundred and ninety first win

At this time, Lin Feng on the high platform was surprised. Even a less-than-developing cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage could not withstand it for too long. However, Senior Brother Han from the library had persisted until now, which was really within his imagination!

Lin Fengqi frowned when he saw the four-sided wind wall technique that was subjected to great resistance and could only slowly advance. He really underestimated this Senior Brother Han. No wonder he was lucky enough to win until now. He didn't meet the top five last time. It was one aspect, and it was another aspect!

Lin Fengqi looked at the Feng Wall Technique that could not be combined for a while, and sighed slightly. It seemed that he would have to show some strength again today, otherwise it would be difficult to defeat this Senior Brother Han.

"Feng Jiao!" Lin Feng raised his magic power and held the Qinglong flag in one hand, throwing it towards Han Ming like a spear!

The blue flag flew away, and the light of the spirit suddenly surged. In an instant, the shape changed drastically, and it turned into a dragon with its teeth and claws. It tilted its horn and shook its head and tail, and drilled into the wind wall technique!

The green dragon transformed from the green flag body is two or three feet long, with a solid body and visible scales all over the body. Its power is quite powerful, and it is completely beyond the previous silence of the whirlwind dragon!

Han Ming, trapped in the wind wall technique, frowned, and stared at the green wind dragon shaking his head and tail without blinking. Lin Fengqi's strength was far beyond his expectations. The wind-type magic and spiritual weapon was extremely powerful and extremely difficult to deal with.

"Shield rise!" Han Ming pressed his hand on the huge dragon bone shield in front of him with one hand, and his magic power was injected into it quickly, forcibly reducing the dragon bone shield in half, facing the green wind dragon that was rushing towards him!

Han Ming slapped the storage bag with one hand and took out five or six talismans with sparkling light. He even thought about it and stuck it to his chest, stirring up layers of body protection light curtains to block the wind blade that was missing after the dragon bone shield was reduced.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak." A series of harsh sounds kept coming from the direction of the dragon bone shield. It turned out that the green dragon was wrapping around the dragon bone shield, constantly attacking the dragon bone shield with two sharp claws, leaving scratches of varying depths on the dragon bone shield.

Han Ming frowned. The Dragon Bone Shield is a top-level spiritual weapon, and it also melts the bones of the demon dragon in the Killing Stage. It is logical that it should be able to withstand the Qinglong Banner, which is also a top-level spiritual weapon. But for some reason, it seems that it can't last long!

Knowing that the Dragon Bone Shield could not last long, Han Ming no longer planned to defend it. Instead, he waved his hand and pulled the Dragon Bone Shield back, pressed his shoulder against the back, and slowly pushed it towards the wind wall in front.

As for the Feng Jiao, it was entangled by the hidden claws released by Han Ming and could not escape for a while.

The moment before the Jiao Bone Shield hit the wind wall, Han Ming withdrew his hidden claws and stopped caring about the wind dragon. He slapped the Jiao Bone Shield again, and his magic power was injected into the Jiao Bone Shield, trying to stimulate the strongest protection power of the Jiao Bone Shield.

With Han Ming's full force, the dragon bone shield suddenly shone brightly, and stripes on it lit up one by one, slowly gathering together, and finally formed a bright white dragon.

"Break!" Han Ming suddenly exerted force and pushed the dragon bone shield without hesitation towards the wind wall that was already in front of him.

"Boom." There was a deafening sound, and the middle of the platform was completely covered by a violent whirlwind!

The high platform was originally used for the Qi training disciples to fight, and it was covered with a good formation. Generally speaking, as long as it was not deliberately destroyed, the high platform could withstand the aftermath of the fighting, but this time an accident occurred.

After this violent explosion, the shattered wind blades were like sharp blades that were cut without objects. They directly penetrated the formation shield and bombarded the rocks of the platform, making the platform bumpy in an instant.

Although the explosion had passed, the strong wind still did not stop. It kept sweeping the gravel on the ground, and instantly twisted it into pieces, turning it into dust, flying up and down, making most of the platform hazy, as if it was covered with thick fog.

At this time, many disciples on the huge rock in the distance stretched their necks and looked at them, trying to see the results of the fighting inside through the thick dust fog, but the result was that they could not see anything at all. The distance was too far and their mental power could not reach them. This made them unable to understand what was born inside!

However, most of the disciples think that Lin Fengqi should have won. After all, he has always been very calm and he has taken the upper hand at first glance. What's more, his attack is so powerful that he may lose in the Foundation Establishment Stage, let alone a cultivator in the Qi training Stage.

However, Lin Fengqi, who was in the smoke and dust at this time, frowned with a solemn expression. He held the Qinglong flag with both hands, and his mental power was fully displayed, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Junior Brother Lin is a good method. This series of attacks is really a link to one another!" Han Ming slowly walked out of a thick dust, and with a wave of his hand, he fanned the three-foot dust around him.

At this time, the dragon bone shield in front of Han Ming disappeared, but there was a skeleton dragon wrapped around him, completely blocking the vital points around him.

"Senior Brother Han is a good method. The defensive spirit weapon on his body is so mysterious and can transform into a dragon!" Lin Fengqi stared at a white bone dragon coiled around Han Ming's body, his eyes full of strange colors!

"Ha, just a mere spiritual weapon, not worth mentioning. How can I compare to Junior Brother Lin's Qinglong Banner? If Senior Brother is not wrong, this Qinglong Banner should be the one from Master Lin. Junior Brother is so lucky!"

Han Ming smiled faintly, and then he gently pointed to the forehead of the bone dragon wrapped around his body. The skull dragon immediately raised its head, and the dragon body closed in the middle, turning into a dragon bone shield again, blocking Han Ming's body!

"Senior brother still plays? At this point, if you don't use some trump cards, it will be difficult to decide the outcome. But if you continue to play, it will greatly damage the spirituality of the spiritual weapon. You may really hurt the harmony. You will also expose your trump cards. In that case, the sect competition in a few days will be a little passive!" Lin Fengqi glanced at Han Ming's dragon bone shield, looked at his Qinglong Banner, and even spoke up again.

"It's all this. Do you think the senior brother will give in on his own initiative? As for the means of using the bottom of the box, I'm afraid it won't be needed!" Han Ming raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Ha, since the senior brother continues, then the junior brother should be with him. Please accept the call!" Lin Fengqi's face moved when he heard this, but he burst into laughter in an instant. With a pinch of the magic trick in his hand, he was ready to activate the Qinglong Banner again!

"There is no need to take action!" Han Ming raised his eyebrows and said in a daze. After moving his feet, he didn't even use the magic weapon again and rushed towards Lin Fengqi.

"Is this another move? Senior Brother Han thinks that body movements can determine everything with a quick look? Senior Brother Don't forget, Junior Brother is Feng Ling's root."

When Lin Fengqi saw Han Ming rushing over alone again, he frowned, but he smiled in a flash, and then turned his body gently, and immediately flew out in a strong wind. It was no slower than Han Ming!

At the same time, Lin Fengqi was still urging the Qinglong Banner, gathering wind blades to follow around, ready to attack Han Ming at any time.

When Han Ming saw the wind blade waiting for it, his magnitude did not diminish at all. He followed Lin Fengqi and did not do any defense. However, just when Lin Fengqi was about to stimulate the wind blade on the side, Han Ming spoke softly, but he only recited three words: "Over, overturn, overturn."

A strange thing happened. Han Ming had three "inverted" characters. Lin Fengqi's face suddenly turned pale. After spewing out a large mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground and began to twitch all over his body, looking like he was sucking in the air!
Chapter completed!
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