Chapter 199

"Come!"

Lin Hao shouted loudly.

"Good boy!"

Qin San's footsteps were not very fast, but every step seemed unpredictable.

Then came out a silver-white sword!Under the input of true energy, it buzzed.

Jian Feng pointed at Lin Hao's throat!

"Boy, this is my unique skill, walking dragon footwork, let's see the trick!"

Strangely flashing behind Lin Hao, the sword light cut across.

This kind of face-to-face fighting is exactly what Lin Hao is not good at. His stick method is only good at strength. Regarding skills, Brother Hao said that he has never learned it.

How long has he been a cultivator?

One month!

In one month, from a little white cultivator who knows nothing, to a cultivator who now holds a golden cudgel and has five spirit ponds rotating in his body, he is already considered a middle-level figure in the world of warriors. This speed is already very fast. Not bad.

Although, for a cultivator, this strength is only for entering the room.

Shun Lei's footwork flickered, and Qin San's face-to-face made him have no chance to stick a stick at all, so he could only dodge embarrassingly.

Fortunately, he learned the Shunlei footwork, otherwise, he would have been abused again.

The main reason is that the place here is too open, and the opponent's flexibility and skills are too high, so they can only dodge passively.

"Heh, kid, although realm strength is very important, skill is just as important. You are obviously an idiot in this regard. As long as you are a warrior in the middle stage of the Mysterious Rank and have good footwork, you can fight on par with you. "

Qin San snorted coldly.

Realizing his own shortcomings, Lin Hao just snorted coldly.

Skill?
That thing is useful.

I am a cultivator of immortals, and I still have to rely on spells in the future. Skills are only for warriors. If the strength is not too low now, and the magic spells used are too shocking, two palm thunders will have been sent over.

But if it goes on like this, it won't work.

"Master! There are still a few ants there!" A disciple suddenly pointed to the shed not far away.

Qin San turned his head away, and sure enough, two or three heads shrank into the white shed not far away.

"Hahaha, go and catch them, boy, they are all your friends."

Laughing, Qin San seemed to have grasped Lin Hao's handle, and quickly ordered those warrior disciples.

What the hell!

Lin Hao yelled that something was wrong.

Why don't you tell them to hide?He even stuck his head out to see, wouldn't it be bad, since he couldn't get out of his birth again.

Wait, isn't there still a legal decision?
"Yes! Sect Master!"

Two or three people who had been watching the play for a while rushed over.

"Wait! I have something to say!"

Lin Hao stopped drinking suddenly.

"Leave him alone, catch them!" Qin San said.

Those disciples didn't stop, and continued to run towards those people.

"hateful!"

Lin Hao cursed secretly, "You forced me to do this!"

With a ruthless heart, he mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, recited the mantra, and kept moving his hands, like the Taoist priests casting spells on TV. There was a light blue thunder light faintly flashing in his hands.

Qin San looked at this man suspiciously, frowned, and was about to ask, is your brain broken?
at this time
"Boom!"

There was a sudden thunder in the sky, without warning.

Following a blue light, a bolt of lightning suddenly landed on one of the middle-stage yellow rank warriors.

The electric current flowed through the whole body, black smoke rose, the middle-length hair stood up as if it had been permed in a barber shop, and the whole body was black. Pieces of coke melted away by high temperature.

"thump."

The mid-Huang rank warrior spewed out a puff of smoke, and then fell to the ground, unconscious.

Stunned!

Not only the three fellow fighters, but also this Qin San who just watched Lin Hao's seal, almost dropped his jaw to the ground.

"Oh, it's still too slow." Lin Hao shook his head.

Even this kind of low-level spells have to be imprinted for a second or two. If you meet a master, you can finish him in a second or two. Like those powerful cultivators, as long as you move your heart, a yellow-rank magic spell will kill you. The decision can be displayed.

However, it is not bad to be able to reach this level after only practicing for one night.

"What are you?" Qin San asked in a daze.

"You don't need to know that."

Lin Hao sneered, his hands were not slow, and formed a second seal again.

Qin San's pupils tightened, and he shouted, "Stop!"

Before the words fell, another thunderbolt came from the sky, and a thick lightning fell on another warrior.

"thump."

Another fell to the ground, unconscious.

The remaining late Huang-rank warrior panicked and quickly raised his head to look at the sky, his legs trembling slightly, afraid that a thunderbolt would strike him too.

"you!"

Qin San was furious.

"What are you? You want to try too?" Lin Hao sneered.

Now, Qin San didn't move any more, and stared at the strange young man in front of him solemnly.

That method, thunder suddenly fell from the sky, it was too weird!It's scary!Could it be the legendary Heaven Rank Martial Skill?

Lin Hao smiled, just to scare this guy.

The palm flipped quickly, the arc flickered, and the mouth muttered, and in just a second, the third seal was formed.

This palm thunder landed impartially on the forehead of that late Huang rank warrior.

Three palm thunders knocked down three Huang rank warriors.

Not to mention the kill, just fainted.

But this strength is the difference between a cultivator and a martial artist. A cultivator can annihilate those weak with a raise of his hand. They have no room to resist at all, and they may not even know how they fell.

"Old boy, I think you're upset, so I'll give you one too."

Lin Hao took a few steps back, out of Qin San's attack range, and quickly formed his handprints.

Qin San yelled in his heart that something was wrong, the walking dragon's footwork was in motion, and with a single finger of the long sword, he was about to attack Lin Hao, trying to interrupt his spellcasting.

However, Palm Thunder is obviously faster!

There was an explosion in the sky, and the thunder light fell directly on Qin San's head.

But don't forget, as a Xuan-rank martial artist of the inner family, there is also a layer of protective energy around him!
"Crack."

The thunder light disappeared quickly, but Qin San's body-protecting stellar energy was directly shattered by this blow.

"Heh, old guy, without the tortoise shell, why don't you block it?"

Lin Hao dodged a few steps again, and within a second there was another palm thunder.

"Boom!"

Qin San had to give up attacking and switch to defense.

Seeing the thunder in the palm falling rapidly, the speed was too fast, and there was no time to react, so he could only move awkwardly to the side.

Lei Guang landed on the ground, punching a hole the size of a palm, but still brushed against Qin San's arm.

 Third more.

 

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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