Sign In The Bloodline Of The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox At The Beginning

A trace of worry flashed in Bai Chen's eyes, and when he was about to step forward, Xiao Feng appeared beside Long Feibai.

Among everyone present, the one who was most fearful was of course not Long Feibai, but Xiao Feng from 12 You Ye.

Although I don’t know why he came, one thing is certain, the purpose must be to monitor myself.

And Ling Qianqian has already entered the half-step master realm. Even if Long Feibai wants to win her down, it may not be that easy.

To take a step back, Ling Qianqian is the eldest lady of the Ling family, and Bai Chen doesn't believe that she doesn't have any trump cards.

"Haha, good strength, but just good." Long Feibai smiled faintly, and the dragon-patterned bronze gun flew quickly in his hand. A wisp of cold light arrived first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon.

Ling Qianqian's jade hand clenched the blood-colored spear, and the beautiful figure disappeared from the place. When she reappeared, she was already facing Long Feibai's dragon-patterned bronze spear.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

Both of them are the top masters of the younger generation. The half-step master is far from being an innate warrior and can participate in it. Ye Wu watched the two figures, one black and one red, constantly fighting in the air.

Two long spears danced in the air, and sonic explosions broke through the air.

The escaped spiritual power floated in the air, flying all over the sky.

Xiao Feng, Quan Shanshan, and Wang Shaonan watched the battle between the two with great interest, but were not prepared to step forward.

Ye Wu, Qin Manyin and others all had solemn expressions on their faces, while the people behind Long Feibai were filled with joy.

As time passed, Ling Qianqian felt that the blood-colored spear in her hand became heavier and heavier, and her footsteps gradually could no longer keep up with Long Feibai's speed.

Ling Qianqianxiang was dripping with sweat, biting her pink lips tightly, 130 strands of innate spiritual power surged crazily from her body, the blood-colored spear was filled with terror and killing intent, her beautiful eyes were full of determination, and she spoke softly.

"Brother Bai Chen handed over the Jingzhou team to me, and we must wait until he comes. This is the agreement."

A faint dark red spiritual power suddenly lingered on the blood-colored spear. Just for a moment, Ling Qianqian's temperament changed drastically.

Her hair was flying, she was dressed in red, and she was dressed in red. On her beautiful brows, veins popped up on her forehead, and her spiritual power soared into the sky.

Xuantian Wuya Eight Demonic Spears. The level is unknown, and the Ling family's ancestral marksmanship can often only be passed down to the most outstanding disciples in the family.

The most violent killing method of the Ling family, few people have been able to practice it in the past years, and Ling Qianqian has obviously begun to learn this rare spear method in the world.

Long Feibai's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he felt an invisible pressure. Then, he danced the dragon-patterned bronze spear with both hands, and his innate spiritual power rolled over his body.

"You deserve to see my true strength.

The eldest lady of the Ling family lives up to her reputation. "

The dragon-patterned bronze gun rotated and danced in the air, and spiritual energy fluctuations like water flow appeared all over the body.

The water flow was like a dragon spinning and swimming around him, and finally outlined a water pattern around Long Feibai's body for defense.

Seemingly a simple defense, everyone behind Long Feibai took a breath of cold air.

Long Feibai used his famous martial arts.

"tornado clouds"

This is a master skill that can be attacked and defended. To master it, you need more than just talent. You must have extremely large resources and strong spiritual support to operate this martial skill.

"It seems that Brother Long is completely serious."

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed through the air. Most of the people present did not see clearly how Ling Qianqian took action. A dark red spear suddenly blasted towards Long Feibai's water-marked defense.

Long Feibai narrowed his eyes slightly, and the water dragon swimming around roared with a dragon roar. Water droplets scattered in the air, and the water droplets suddenly evolved into water thorns like steel needles.

Long Feibai shouted loudly, and the water droplets poured out like a sudden rain, covering the sky and the earth.

Ling Qianqian's eyes revealed a fierce intensity and she murmured in her heart.

"Xuantian Wuya Eight Demon Spears, the first shot, start!"

The dark red spiritual power flipped wildly from the blood-colored spear, suddenly evaporating all Long Feibai's water-dropped steel needles.

The blood-colored spear's remaining power remained undiminished as it flew straight towards Long Feibai.

Long Feibai holds a bronze gun with a dragon pattern in his hand, striding forward, not retreating but advancing, his body's spiritual energy rolling, and his tongue fighting spring thunder.

"Dragon Roar"

Water droplets all over the sky exploded from the air, and the banging sound resounded. The training freshmen in the surrounding inner station instantly mobilized their spiritual power to dodge, and terrifying spiritual power explosions exploded in this space.

The surrounding rows of bungalows collapsed instantly, filling the air with smoke and dust, which was terrifying.

Everyone in the Jingzhou team had already moved away and looked at each other. Is this the strength of Long Feibai? Really scary.

Fatty Wang, who had just recovered from his injuries, looked at him worriedly and said.

"Is Ling Qianqian okay?"

As a member of the Jingzhou team, Ling Qianqian took very good care of him, despite Bai Chen's reasons.

However, Fatty Wang kept these things in mind.

Qin Manyin stared ahead with complicated eyes, as if thinking about something. Speak slowly.

"Don't worry, she won't die so easily."

Everyone present nodded silently and prayed in their hearts.

Suddenly, before the smoke had dispersed, a dark red shadow emerged from it. This person was Ling Qianqian.

Ling Qianqian's face turned pale, it was obvious that she had used a secret technique, and then she suddenly let out a loud shout.

"Xuantian Wuya Eight Demonic Spears, second shot, fire!"

Between the electric light and flint, the dark red energy became more and more intense. Blood streaks appeared on Ling Qianqian's beautiful eyes, her cheeks became even paler, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

Everyone in Jingzhou City was heartbroken. They all knew that this marksmanship was so domineering, and those who practiced this marksmanship would lose their minds if they were not firm in their beliefs.

Otherwise, why would it be called a magic gun?

Terrifying spiritual power rose into the sky, and the white clouds in the sky were stirred and dispersed by this spiritual power. At this time, 130 innate spiritual powers had a full 40 strands dyed dark red, and the energy was extremely terrifying.

Ling Qianqian was holding a bloody spear, her hair was flying, and she was dressed in red.

Her eyes showed murderous intent, "If you can't catch my shot, you will die."

Long Feibai smiled, Ling Qianqian's beautiful figure reflected in his pupils, and he spoke excitedly.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so strong. I take back the insult I just said to the Jingzhou team. You only need to tell me where Bai Chen is going, and I will let you go. How about it?"

Ling Qianqian said coldly, "Looking for death."

After the words fell, Ling Qianqian's beautiful figure was like a dark red laser, coming to Long Feibai's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Dark red energy fluctuated, and the entire vibrating space began to distort, and the blood-colored spear suddenly moved forward.

Long Feibai raised his eyebrows and said excitedly.

"A good opponent, but a shame."

The blood-colored spear was as fast as a laser, directly penetrating Long Feibai's body. A terrifying energy exploded along the blood-colored spear, and the dark red innate spiritual power escaped from the space.

Behind Long Feibai, an energy beam of several hundred meters long appeared.

However, Long Feibai's body turned into an afterimage.

Ling Qianqian's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. The next second, her delicate body trembled, and a cold voice came from behind.

"Since you are unwilling to tell me Bai Chen's location, then go and die."

A tall black shadow instantly appeared behind Ling Qianqian, and terrifying energy fluctuations distorted the void.

Ling Qianqian turned around with difficulty, only to find that a pair of blue eyes were staring at her.

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