Chapter 797

Lin Xiaoke and Li Jianqi look at each other, and both of them can capture the shock from each other's face.

However, immediately, they also sighed and looked at the "younger martial sister"'s face, which made them more kind.

However, what the younger martial sister said and did after that really surprised them.

"Elder martial sister, this thing can't play a big role in my hands. You'd better use it."

"Younger martial sister" said, and hands the crystal clear feather fan to Lin Xiaoke.

Lin Xiaoke's beautiful eyes slightly widened a little, a face of incredible.

"Yixue, don't be mischievous. It's the wind feather fan. It's the keepsake of inheriting disciples. No one can use it except you."

Lin Xiaoke's face became a little serious and said in a deep voice, with a firm attitude.

"Don't be so particular."

Naturally, the woman in Huayi is Liu Yixue. She waved her hand and said with a smile, "I can't give full play to the full strength of the wind feather fan now. It's better not to use it. It's better to use it for elder martial sister."

It seems to be aware that Lin Xiaoke's attitude is still very firm. Liu Yixue continued with a gentle smile: "don't worry, elder martial sister, I'm just borrowing from you, not giving you the wind feather fan. It's still in line with the rules of our Huazong."

Lin Xiaoke couldn't compete with Liu Yixue, so he sighed, flicked Liu Yixue's forehead, and said with a loving smile: "well, I'll borrow it, elder martial sister. I'll give it back to you when I use it."

"Good elder martial sister."

Liu Yixue hands the wind feather fan to Lin Xiaoke.

Lin Xiaoke took the wind feather fan and stroked it first. The light in his eyes was extremely satisfactory.

"Let me see, Feng Yu fan, how powerful you are." Taking a deep breath, Lin Xiaoke clenched the wind feather fan, and as she clenched the wind feather fan with her palm, an extremely vast momentum quietly flowed out of her body, just like a strong wind. In the vastness, there was a trace of uncontrollable fury, which shocked people

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In the sky, Zhen Lingfeng's face became serious when she saw this scene. The snow-white bone flute in her hand seemed to be aware of Zhen Lingfeng's dignified mood. The surface of her whole body also became a little brighter, a kind of breath even stronger than before.

"Elder martial sister, the spirit weapon in her hand doesn't seem to be an ordinary primary spirit weapon."

Beside Zhen Lingfeng, Huang Jia's eyes flashed a touch of worry and reminded her.

"It's the special weapon of the disciples of Huazong."

Zhen Lingfeng said slowly, and took a breath. The force in her body was like a torrent. It flowed into Lingyun bone flute along her arm, making the surface of Lingyun bone flute more and more bright and the breath more powerful.

"Hiss, pass on the disciple."

Huang Jia took a cool breath and looked at Liu Yixue's eyes, full of envy and jealousy.

In the sect, the status of inheriting disciples is lower than one person and higher than ten thousand people, not only because there is only one inheriting disciple, but also because the inheriting disciple will become the leader of the sect in the future!

Moreover, every inheriting disciple will have a strong guardian to accompany him before he grows up, so as to avoid accidents.

Now, this beautiful woman is actually the inheritance disciple of Huazong?

It seems that Huazong attaches great importance to her, otherwise he would not have given her the wind feather fan!

"Younger martial sister, hide behind me." Zhen Lingfeng suddenly opens her mouth.

Huang Jia heart a Lin, quickly hide behind Zhen Lingfeng.

At the same time, on the opposite side, Li Jianqi and Liu Yixue are hiding behind Lin Xiaoke.

Because the attacks of Lin Xiaoke and Zhen Lingfeng have been condensed to the extreme.

At the next moment, Lin Xiaoke and Zhen Lingfeng seem to be telepathic. They look at each other at the same time. At the moment, they see an extremely depressing atmosphere.

Then, the two men shot at the same time.

"Lingyun bone flute, Lingyun violent sound."

"Wind plume fan, hurricane tornado."

Zhen Lingfeng and Lin Xiaoke almost opened their mouths at the same time, and all the local products in their hands were sent to the extreme, and they burst out with the most powerful blow.

…… The violent fluctuation has been raging for three minutes. In these three minutes, the whole world has been affected. Some Tianjiao people who came to watch have become unlucky. The light ones were blown out by the aftershocks, and their faces were in a mess. The heavy ones were blown out of blood directly, and their breath was disordered countless times.

But in this devastated land, there are still several women standing quietly. Huazong three people stand at the top of an inverted cone-shaped stone pillar. Around their feet, the earth is turned into annihilation, revealing an extremely huge pit. The picture is shocking, but they stand at the top of the inverted cone-shaped stone pillar with their sleeves floating, obviously notWhat hurt. In the high air opposite them, the void around Zhen Lingfeng and Huang Jia is directly distorted, forming a huge vacuum. However, this distortion and this vacuum are stopped only one foot away from the two women, and they can no longer get close to each other.

Therefore, from a distance, we can only feel that Zhen Lingfeng and Huang Jia are in an illusory space, giving us a wonderful sense of seeing.

The two sides were equally calm and drew again.

No, it's not a draw!

See that Zhen Lingfeng's face, suddenly gushed out a strange flush, immediately "puff" a, gush a mouthful of blood, that delicate body directly hit Huang Jia, two people together uncontrollably toward the rear shot!

"It's a success!"

Li Jueqi cheered, and her whole body seemed to be about to jump.

At this time, Zhen Lingfeng's indifferent voice came from afar, saying: "the spirit tool of Huazong's inheriting disciples is really worthy of its name today. If I have a chance in the future, I'll ask for advice and say goodbye."

Before the words came down, Zhen Lingfeng suddenly flashed a bright light on her body. The light wrapped her and Huang Jia, and they ran away quickly towards the distance.

"Xiao Ke, don't let them run away!" Li Jianqi said in a hurry.

However, Liu Yixue said: "elder martial sister, Xiaoke has no extra strength. Let them go this time. Sooner or later, the accounts between Huazong and their shengnvzong will be settled completely."

When Liu Yixue's words rang out, Lin Xiaoke, who was standing upright, suddenly appeared pale on his face. His breath was also withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Big drops of sweat flowed from his forehead and wet his hair.

Obviously, today's Lin Xiaoke, after releasing the strongest blow, also consumed the Yuan Li in his body, and became the end of a strong bullet.

Li Jueqi suddenly felt a sense of awe in her heart. Now Lin Xiaoke has the treasure of Huazong inheritance in her hand, and everyone is innocent. What's more, she doesn't have much power to attack. If she is targeted by others, what's more?

And that is, when her thought just flashed in her heart, she realized that greedy eyes projected from all directions, all focused on the three of them.

Exactly speaking, it is all focused on the wind feather fan in Lin Xiaoke's hands!

Before, Lin Xiaoke released such a strong blow, which shocked and envied the onlookers around him. Now Lin Xiaoke has become the end of a strong arrow, not to be afraid. Therefore, these people are trying to take away the wind feather fan.

After all, this is the fairyland of ten thousand demons. Whose fist is harder, who is the king? What's the matter with robbing something? Whether she is saint or flower! However, just as Lin Xiaoke's body became slightly hard, Liu Yixue suddenly gave a smile, took back Lin Xiaoke's wind feather fan and held it in the palm of her hand. Then she said with a gentle smile: "only let elder martial sister Xiaoke Weifeng, I don't move my muscles and bones, and I don't know which warrior will come to let me Do you want to be active? "

Voice did not fall, a breath of awe inspiring, quietly spread!

Although this breath is not as torrential as Lin Xiaoke's before, it is more bitter and sharp than Lin Xiaoke's!

Beside Liu Yixue, Li Jueqi widens her eyes slightly and looks at Liu Yixue strangely. At the same time, a guess resounds in her heart and shakes her: "the attack strength of younger martial sister Yixue is no less than Xiaoke!"

And then, when Liu Yixue's light voice resounded in this world, Li Jianqi and Lin Xiaoke's two daughters clearly felt that the atmosphere of greed around them gradually faded away and disappeared.

In just a few breaths, there was no one around for hundreds of feet. It was quiet. It was obvious that the onlookers were quietly retreating.

Liu Yixue smiles and puts away the wind feather fan.

"Younger martial sister, you really are..."

Lin Xiaoke takes a pill, turns around, looks at Liu Yixue, and shakes his head with a bitter smile.

If the blow just now was not released by her, but by Liu Yixue, then the final result may be more satisfactory than before. Liu Yixue has a thorough mind. Naturally, she can detect Lin Xiaoke's mind. She smiles and shakes her head and explains: "elder martial sister, my attack strength may be a bit stronger than you, but the attack breadth is not as wide as you. If I used the wind feather fan just now, I may not be able to protect you two. It's not worth the loss." At this point, Liu Yi had a pause, and a serious look appeared on her face. She said in a low voice: "moreover, Zhen Lingfeng is the contemporary saint of Saint nun sect, and her hidden strength and means can't be underestimated, so now is not the time to fight them completely."