Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

There were several sword wounds on Lin Pingzhi's body, which were caused by Gongzi Yu's slow breaking of his moves when he drew his sword.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep, it was just a skin trauma.

But Gong Ziyu was not much better.

He also had two fewer wounds than Lin Pingzhi.

"The Canglang Sword really deserves its reputation."

Chapter 36 The First Demonstration of Beiming Divine Art

"Your Xiaozhongjian is also good." Gong Ziyu looked at Lin Pingzhi, letting the blood stain his white robe red.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but sigh, it seems that this Gong Ziyu is really strong.

If it weren't for the existence of the weak card, Lin Pingzhi might have lost, but now there is still time for the weak card, Lin Pingzhi must seize the opportunity.

"In this case, don't waste your skill."

Lin Pingzhi looked at Gong Ziyu, he thought of his newly learned Beiming Divine Art, isn't it the ability to use other people's internal energy for his own use?

"Gong Ziyu, the sword is also compared. I admit that I can't do anything to you, so I don't know how strong your palm is." Lin Pingzhi thought of a way.

"Try it and you'll know." Gong Ziyu took the Canglang Sword back.

"Roar--"

Lin Pingzhi made the first move, and raised his hand to strike the Dragon Subduing Twenty-Eight Palms.

"Let you see Da Bei Fu's martial arts - Da Zi Yang Shou." A wave of heat appeared in Gong Ziyu's palm, and he directly patted Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth and directly withdrew the Twenty Eight Dragon Subduing Palms.

His palm was just a false move, he wanted to use his body to catch Gong Ziyu's Da Ziyang's hand.

"boom."

Da Ziyang hit Lin Pingzhi's body with his hand, burned a palm print on his clothes, and hit Lin Pingzhi's chest.

Lin Pingzhi felt that his chest was as hot as charcoal, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth.

However, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get tiger cubs.

If you take the initiative, you will definitely not be able to touch Gong Ziyu, so you can only let Gong Ziyu touch you first.

Lin Pingzhi grabbed Gong Ziyu's arm, and Beiming's magic power began to circulate.

Wave after wave of internal force was transmitted from Gong Ziyu's body to Lin Pingzhi's body.

When Gong Ziyu found that his internal force disappeared along his arms, his face under the mask finally began to panic.

"Let go!" Gong Ziyu shouted.

But how could Lin Pingzhi let go of the opportunity he finally got.

Withstood the scorching heat caused by Da Ziyang's hand on his chest.

The nine yin and nine yang magical skills in his body started to work automatically, relieving Lin Pingzhi's injury.

Endless internal energy poured into Lin Pingzhi's body, gradually turned into the true energy of the Northern Darkness, and then passed through the sea to accommodate all rivers, and coexisted with the internal energy of the nine yin and nine yang magic skills in his body.

Gong Ziyu, who was sucked by Beiming's magical power, couldn't move. At this moment, he felt the loss of internal energy in his body, and he was very anxious.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Gong Ziyu gritted his teeth, and he made a decision to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

"Don't you like to suck, I'll let you suck as much as you want!" Gong Ziyu poured all the internal energy in his body to his arms.

In an instant, Lin Pingzhi found that the internal force he inhaled could not be transformed.

"puff--"

Lin Pingzhi spat out another mouthful of blood, and he couldn't hold onto Gong Ziyu's hand tightly.

When Lin Pingzhi let go, Gong Ziyu's Da Ziyang pushed Lin Pingzhi into the air.

Gong Ziyu's face under the mask was very ugly at this time, and he found that the internal force in his body was actually reduced by two-thirds. It can be said that the current him is much weaker than before.

This was the first time that Gong Ziyu wanted to kill someone with his own hands.

Lin Pingzhi vomited blood and fell to the ground. He couldn't move all over his body. He could only recover slowly by relying on the healing effect of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Art.

"You are the first person I want to kill with my own hands." Gong Ziyu looked at Lin Pingzhi coldly, and he pulled out the Canglang Sword.

Seeing Gong Ziyu walking towards him, Lin Pingzhi kept praying in his heart that the healing effect of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Art would be faster.

Gong Ziyu is getting closer and closer, and death is also getting closer.

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi found that he recovered a little bit of strength.

He took Peacock Ling out from the system space.

Gong Ziyu looked at the peacock feather in Lin Pingzhi's hand, the face inside the mask, and smiled.

"Peacock feathers? Do you have peacock feathers?" Gong Ziyu said with a smile. A peacock feather without peacock feathers is just a small cylinder.

It was his order to steal Peacock Ling from the Peacock Villa. Does he know that there are no peacock feathers in Peacock Ling?

Looking at Lin Pingzhi who was dying and struggling, Gong Ziyu didn't take him seriously at all.