Chapter 225

Cold eyes slowly raised, cold light like the morning star blooming, that kind of clear but cool temperament, directly hit the people!

The whip in my hand made a big bang!

Lin Zicheng gnashed his teeth and his eyes were full of fierce light. Suddenly, he changed his attack. The tip of the sword was raised. He pointed the sword to the sky. The light blue sword Qi soared. The vitality flowed into the sword along his arm. The sword Qi gradually became the flame color!

Energy of fire attribute!

When Yuan Qi and sword Qi can be integrated together, it means that they have reached the threshold of the golden warrior.

Lin Zicheng is not bad. He is less than 30 years old this year, but he has made such achievements. He was born in shangshufu and has a deep background. His future is bright.

It's a pity It's not easy to let him go when he hit her gun!

"Sword Jue: the first move, the roar of flames!" Lin Zicheng has a big drink, and the surging sword spirit is slowly cut down!

The sword Qi with strong fire attribute is too strong. You can feel the burning fire attribute fluctuation after a long distance. If you are cut, you will not only be burned by the fire energy, but also be seriously injured by the fierce sword Qi!

After all, the sword formula of the gold warrior is not covered, and Huang Beiyue will not face up to fight. The whip swings up and entangles a wooden pillar. Her body swings out by force and stands firmly on the pillar!

At the same time, Lin Zicheng's flame roared at the place where she had just stood. Suddenly, there was a deep pit on the ground, and it was still burning, which made people tremble.

Huang Beiyue glanced at the deep pit, and the look on her face was solemn. She held the whip in her left hand. The vitality in her body didn't pass through the Dantian, but flowed directly into the whip along her arm!

All of a sudden, the whole whip collapsed into a straight line, and the colorless energy flowed on the whip, slowly downward, all the way to the end of the whip.

No one noticed that a faint, almost invisible black air was injected into the whip with her vitality. At the moment when Lin Zicheng just used the sword formula and was tired and pale, her eyes flashed cold.

"Whew" ground one, the straight whip flies out of hand, that ghost roars the general sound, with the extermination of all the air, cold as a blade, shot to the chest of the forest!

"Zicheng! |"Lin Shangshu shouted, but it was too late.

The whip pierced through Lin Zicheng's gorgeous armor with the power of thunder. A huge blood mist burst out and ended all Lin Zicheng's actions!

Open eyes, or full of unbelievable.

How is it possible? That's just a waste, Princess Beiyue of the long Princess mansion, she is a waste!

How could he have been defeated by a waste? How could it be!

"Ah -" Lin Zicheng roared and wanted to continue fighting. The dignity of the soldiers was not allowed to be insulted!

However, after a big drink, the vitality in the body is strangely absorbed by a force, and the invisible black slowly condenses into the soft whip.

The forest knelt down on the ground and spat blood.

Huang Beiyue stands high in the wood column, just in the direction of Lin Zicheng's kneeling is facing her.

The cold Mou son sweeps from his body, Huang Beiyue slowly opens his mouth: "how? Who is the weak? "

Lin Zicheng couldn't speak. At that moment, the whole audience couldn't speak.