This time the protagonist doesn't obey, I quit

An Yi and Lin Chen, who were in the center of the pit, both looked disheartened.

An Yi's epee had already fallen and was planted firmly on the ground!

Lin Chen's crutches could no longer be held and fell, his arms trembling.

The power of the dragon pendant!

Extremely domineering!

An Yi's own body was subjected to such a strong rebounding impact that his bones were shattered, not to mention Lin Chen who endured it head-on.

Three layers of defense!

The air wall shattered almost instantly!

The Gangshield condensed with wind spirit energy canceled out most of the power!

In the end, it was Lin Chen's Vajra Jue, who forcibly withstood the lethality of the Dragon Pendant.

Therefore, he was slightly injured than An Yi.

"Poker face, when will you win the Diamond Jue?"

An Yi panted heavily, raised her eyebrows and asked.

Lin Chen said lightly: "It will take time."

Back then in Landuo Temple, he and Along Ahu followed Jie Nan to learn Vajra Art.

But because he couldn't gather his energy, he couldn't get the door all the time.

Later, after mastering the strength, the Vajra Art has been mastered, and the practice is like a fish in water, all the way to the realm of Dacheng!

Outside the arena, everyone in Tiangong looked at the two with a bit of reverence in their eyes.

The strong are respected!

This has always been the truth of Xianmen!

Murong Qinghong's eyes showed joy.

Both of them have reached exhaustion!

But on the surface, An Yi's injury seemed to be more serious than Lin Chen's.

Next, if he can maintain this slight advantage, Lin Chen might be able to beat that tauren!

"Are you still fighting?"

An Yi asked with a grin.

Just now, in fact, he could use the energy shield for a second to be immune to the rebound impact brought by the Dragon Falling Hard King Kong Art.

But he didn't work!

Because Lin Chen also kept his hands back, An Yi's air control technique couldn't restrain Lin Chen at all.

Obviously he could also break free and dodge the attack, but he chose to confront the power of the dragon fall head-on.

Lin Chen smiled helplessly.

Now he seems to have a slight advantage, but if the fight continues, no one can take advantage.

He owns the jade pendant, and his spiritual power is inexhaustible, but his body can't bear it.

And this guy, An Yi, has a blood lock hanging on, and his self-healing ability is so strong that he is afraid that his current injury has already healed.

Generally speaking, if the consumption continues, An Yi still has the upper hand.

Both of them still have hole cards, but they are definitely not suitable for displaying here.

"you win."

Lin Chen said slowly.

The cold voice was not loud, but it made the entire Tiangong fall into silence.

The audience was shocked, as if they had heard it wrong, and their faces showed surprise.

"why!"

Murong Qinghong even stood up directly from her seat, and her delicate and beautiful appearance became hideous.

Lin Chen, who seemed to have the upper hand, actually conceded defeat!

Xu Kang at the side has seen some clues.

He said leisurely: "My lord, look at Lin Chen's hand."

At this moment, Lin Chen's arm was trembling, still dripping with blood.

On the other side, the bull's head, which should have been more seriously injured, has recovered at this time, waving its strong arms and shouting loudly like a normal person.

Mi Huan shook his head and sighed, "It really was a wonderful battle."

The green sword scholar Wang Jiudong next to him also nodded repeatedly: "I never thought that this tauren's self-healing ability is so strong! It's a monster."

Xing Yunhai also showed a bit of dignity, and looked at Lin Chen.

If that tauren becomes the husband-in-law of Palace Master Murong Qinghong, then he must find a way to attract Lin Chen!

At this time, Yin Zheng said leisurely: "Second young master, this Niutouchen reminds me of someone."

"What do you want to say, is it the fuck who cut my hair that night?"

Xing Yunhai asked leisurely, with a cold tone.

A sword strike caused him to wear a wig for several days, and he probably had to continue to wear it.

Yin Zheng nodded.

The battle in the brothel was definitely a shame for his life.

As the four guardians of Tiangong, he was defeated by a young boy wearing a mask!

When he saw that tauren using that elusive swordsmanship, he felt vaguely familiar with it.

At that time, the masked boy also slashed horizontally with his sword, but it was on his armor that he saved his life.

"However, there seems to be something wrong with the body shape." Xing Yunhai said slowly.

The tauren is 1.8 meters, and the boy in the mask is only [-] meters.

The face under that evil ghost mask should not be a bull's head no matter how you think about it.

"Hey! I won!"

An Yi raised his hands and beat his chest continuously, making a deafening roar.

All the warriors in Tiangong were also mobilized.

"Niutouchen!"

"Niutouchen!"

"Niutouchen!"

Lin Chen, who was supposed to leave, turned dark when he heard the overwhelming shouts.

He even wanted to go back and fight that crazy guy again!

No matter how you listen to this roaring shout, it sounds like you are scolding him!

In Xianmen, the strong are always respected.

Although An Yi has the appearance of a tauren, with his formidable strength, he has completely conquered the warriors of Tiangong and won their respect.

"Mother, I am your man!"

An Yi happily shouted to Murong Qinghong.

Murong Qinghong's eyes were cold, and her chest heaved violently because of anger.

Thinking of this ugly bull head becoming her own man, she felt indescribably depressed and extremely wronged.

"Humph!"

Murong Qinghong got up angrily and left directly.

"Boss is amazing! This battle is simply shocking!"

Before An Yi could end, Han Liang's flattery had already been delivered.

Gu Changfeng and the others also showed shock.

They know ease is strong.

But to be honest, they didn't expect to be so strong!

Weah of the ghost hand clan was shocked when he saw this scene.

He even wanted to fight An Yi before, but now it seems that it is just a dream.

An Yi was proud, showing a smile, and said in a low voice: "Next, follow the plan!"

Gu Changfeng and the others looked solemn and nodded slightly.

……

"Damn! Damn thing!"

"Hateful bull head! Why don't you die!"

Angry screams resounded in the elegant room.

The water spirit power all over Murong Qinghong's body shook, destroying the surroundings into a mess.

Shangguan Qianqian stood there quietly without saying a word.

The tea bowl shattered, and a shattered piece of porcelain grazed her arm, leaving a tiny wound.

She frowned slightly, then returned to normal.

"Sister Qianqian, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

After looking at it, Nanni carefully wiped her wound with a cloth towel.

Shangguan Qianqian's gaze was still dull.

Because of her, she still has to pretend to be under control.

"Master, Master, don't be angry..."

Nannan hesitated for a long time, endured her fear, and tiptoed over cautiously, and said weakly.

Murong Qinghong's eyes were cold: "Get lost!"

Seemingly frightened, the girl shrank her neck, but four or five-year-old children don't understand adults.

She plucked up her courage, stretched out her hand tremblingly, and handed over two flowers: "Master, this, this flower is what I just picked. It's your favorite. Don't be angry..."

"it's all because of you!"

Murong Qinghong was furious.

While waving, a water arrow pierced over.

Immediately, her expression changed drastically, but it was too late.

At this moment, Shangguan Qianqian had already made a move and intercepted her in front of her daughter, blocking the water arrow.

Murong Qinghong was slightly startled, staring at Shangguan Qianqian coldly: "You are not under control!"

Chapter 468 Sixth Spirit Vein

The little girl who was so frightened that she hugged her head slowly opened her eyes, looking at Shangguan Qianqian whose arm was bleeding blood, her small face was startled.

"Sister Qianqian..."

The sharp water arrow wounded Shangguan Qianqian's arm.

Bright red blood dripped onto the floor along the jade-like arms, like a red rose blooming.

Shangguan Qianqian still looked cold.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared quietly at Murong Qinghong, her graceful body was already standing in front of her.