Elf holy swordsman

()(Second update, the migraine that the author hasn't had for a long time has happened again, and now he is lying on the corpse after taking medicine... Please recommend a collection as comfort... In addition, readers are also invited to help to brush up other impressions , brush off the two impressions of 'transform into a lily' and 'don't transform', thank you!)

After that, Ai Xue participated in three more battles. The first two battles were basically passed easily, but in the third match, due to the consumption of a lot of fighting spirit, she met another fighting spirit master who was also at the fourth level. The gap was so close to defeat that the red-haired sister Yu was itchy with hatred.

But failure is failure. Winning three games in a row won one, two, and three points respectively, accumulating a total of six battle points. The fourth game lost no points, and the total points remained unchanged.

At this time, Lin Ling had already fought seven battles again, and won all of them. His points had broken through the double-digit mark and went straight to three-digit points, and the way of winning the seven battles also made Ai Xue amazed. Apart from Tiyaluka, who didn't know anything, she once again saw what the lower limit tactic is.

Except for the first two games, in the next third game Lin Ling teleported in directly, fell down for ten seconds until he passed out, and was still looking for Lin Ling's opponent.

In the fourth round, although I didn't know what those white powders were, but seeing that the opponent passed out after inhaling a few mouthfuls, thinking about using the back molars, I knew it was definitely not a fun thing.

In the fifth match, Lin Ling attacked openly and aboveboard - Ai Xue almost thought that this guy had changed his mind - but Lin Ling attacked openly and aboveboard.

In the sixth game, while fighting the opponent, Lin Ling stole all the clothes and equipment from the opponent, causing the opponent to admit defeat and leave the field because he was naked and embarrassed to fight again.

The methods used in the seventh, eighth, and ninth rounds were all the same, which made Ai Xue feel as if he saw a chasm-like abyss, and he was constantly refreshing his lower limit at this moment, launching time and time again towards the depth of the endless abyss. the shock of...

Ai Xue went from the initial shock to the pain that followed, and finally she was completely numb... Anyway, she witnessed Lin Ling exchanging victories for victory not once or twice, and any more times would just increase the number Just a few strokes.

In this way, Lin Ling ushered in the tenth battle, which was also the last battle he had scheduled today.

After being teleported into the fighting room, Lin Ling immediately spotted the target. It was a young man about 20 years old with a handsome face. For some reason, Lin Ling felt an urge to beat him up as soon as he saw him.

The young man held a silver-gray long spear in his hand, and the fluctuations in his cultivation base were very subtle, and Lin Ling could hardly perceive the level of his cultivation base.

This kind of situation is very rare, and there are basically only three possibilities: either this person's cultivation base is so low that there can only be faint fluctuations, or it is so high that even Lin Ling can't perceive it correctly. The third is his cultivation base. There may be some way to cover up the breath - in fact, this method is not too rare, after all, in a sense, if there is an evolution version of stealth, it will hide the breath and the body together.

But the intuition of being abused by the old man for many years clearly told Lin Ling that the threat was great!

Lin Ling is not the kind of person who scoffs at intuition and premonition. As a golden finger, intuition itself is a part of perception. If you can't even face up to intuition, you can only be regarded as a low-level thief.

After the young man saw Lin Ling, he smiled at him, and politely did a common etiquette among warriors but rarely used in real fights: "My name is Pei Man."

"...What does the dragon suit mean in Indian language?"

"Haha, joking, joking..." The expression on the young man's face froze for a moment before returning to normal, "Please."

Lin Ling nodded, and entered the stealth state with a dodge. At the same time, the perception field was fully opened, and the movements in the entire battle room appeared clearly in his mind like a three-dimensional composition.

Without thinking too much, Lin Ling quietly approached Pei Man with his shadowless steps.

The main reason why he attacked the nine people before was that the other party was too weak, so weak that he couldn't arouse his interest in fighting, but the person in front of him was different. The only one other than the flat-chested loli before - should be a master.

There are almost no chances of being able to fight such a guy, and...he glanced at the spear in the young man's hand, and on that spear, he felt a familiar and special fluctuation.

Thinking of this, a star gold stone dagger and a dagger made of mysterious material from the Imaginary Prison of the Spirit God flashed a dark and cold light in his hand, and appeared behind Pei Man, instantly bringing up a star-like sharp light, turning into a One hundred and eight stabs at his one hundred and eight dead points.

One hundred and eight eviscerated stars!

And the young man lived up to Lin Ling's expectations, and reacted instantly. A burst of lustrous blue light lit up on his body, and a layer of vindictiveness instantly covered his back, like a thick wall of water, knocking Lin Ling down. At the same time, the spear in his hand stabbed behind him with a backhand, and his extremely flexible and strong body directly swept towards Lin Ling, who was showing his figure because of the attack.

Level [-] Water Attribute Dou Qi!And it's still the kind of vindictiveness that is very close to the seventh level.

It wasn't until the moment of the fight that Lin Ling finally judged that the opponent's fighting spirit cultivation base was even much higher than his own fifth-level cultivation base.Seeing the opponent's spear coming, he immediately slid sideways, and twelve identical Lin Lings suddenly appeared.

Doppelgänger goes wrong!

Over the past ten years, Lin Ling has learned a lot from the old man. There are no less than twenty kinds of footwork, but there are only a few that he really uses frequently.

"Illusion?" Pei Man smiled again after being taken aback for a moment, "Breaking illusion!"

As his grudge radiated, a strange force spread from the spear in his hand, rushing towards the twelve figures who were attacking him at the moment.

"So that's it." Seeing the fluctuations on the long spear, Lin Ling finally confirmed the strange familiarity before, and in his mind, he sent a message to Yoshina who turned into a breath of ice and wrapped around his wrist. Order.

A burst of extremely cold breath suddenly bloomed from Lin Ling's body.

Ice Crystal Snow Dance! (It took me ten seconds to think about the name of this skill...)

A burst of icy breath seemed to make people see the dancing beauty in white, and the beauty contained endless danger, approaching Pei Man.

Clang——

There was a burst of explosions, and finally the spear in Peiman's hand was no longer in the ordinary form that outsiders saw, but exuded a faint silver halo, floating in the air, and after several times of sweeping, circled The ripples spread, blocking the incoming ice aura several meters away.

Holy Artifact!

This young man is also a sacristan envoy!

Lin Ling showed a look of great interest in his eyes.

This was the first real battle he had encountered so far with another sacristan.

"Xiaoya!" In his mind, he called Dialuka's name.

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