Chapter 108: The Birth of Legend

The night in the desert is so cold, but at this time, Liu Ping'an is getting hotter and hotter, and the fire in his heart is burning. There is still an essential difference between Sheng's power and the fifth level. The continuous hard confrontation makes Liu Ping'an gradually feel unbearable.

"Haha..."

The full laughter of Lin Xiaosheng echoed in this area. Liu Ping'an ignored it and had to adjust the tactics again. Thinking of this, he began to flash and look for opportunities.

Suddenly, Ximen, dressed in white, came to this place like a flying fairy. Liu Ping'an was stunned, but his hands and feet did not slow down, while Lin Xiaosheng was a little embarrassed.

"I hear the noise here. Come and have a look. Go on."

Ximen blowing snow's voice was very flat. Liu Ping'an could only smile bitterly, and Lin Xiaosheng had to greet Ximen blowing snow with his scalp.

"Congratulations on your sanctification. I will give you an explanation after I solve this matter."

Ximen Chuixue did not respond to Lin Xiaosheng's words and looked at Liu Ping'an thoughtfully.

"He won't know my identity, will he? It looks better." He was calm, but he seemed a little flustered on the surface.

The battle between the two continued, and soon a yellow armored man appeared and watched them greet each other.

Liu Ping'an found that his mouth was very bitter, and he couldn't help making some secret gestures to Ximen Fuxue.

"There are still unexpected situations." His heart began to feel a little worried.

At this time, Lin Xiaosheng began to gain the upper hand, and Liu Ping'an tried his best to calm down, "Run away?" There is one more word in my mind...

"Ximen, how long do you think it will take for Xiaolin to get rid of his opponent?"

The man of Huangjia asked arrogantly.

"I think... the opponent wins."

Ximen Chuixue's slight pause made Liu Ping'an's heart hang, but in the end he was finally relieved.

"I don't know what your vision is. If such a shit opponent is me, I will step on it a few times."

"I think what you said makes sense."

The dialogue between Huang Jia and Ximen Chuixue fell into Liu Ping'an's ears.

"What should I do now? Ximen Fuxue's attitude is not sure? He couldn't help but be a little anxious. The more anxious he was, the easier it was to make mistakes.

Saint Kobayashi gradually dominated the battle.

"You can't do this, you can't do this. If you go on like this, you have to die here, and you don't know if Ximen Fuxue will help you." Liu Ping'an is not only worried, but also very angry, very angry.

"Angry fist!"

This punch was wonderful and emotional. After Lin Xiaosheng took it hard, he felt something was wrong.

Ximen's eyes were brighter, with a playful smile on his face, and the yellow man's nose was heavy.

At this moment, Lin Xiaosheng's attack was not coherent. Liu Ping'an accelerated and rotated highly around Lin Xiaosheng, and at this time...

"Ximen, I feel that the environment here is wrong? What about you?"

"Impossible."

Ximen Chuixue saw at the beginning that Lin Xiaosheng's opponent was Liu Ping'an.

"Maybe it's my illusion? No way!"

"Who can make it clear in many places in the desert, you worry too much."

"It's just doubt, or I'll help Xiaolin kill that man."

As soon as the voice fell, he took action. Unfortunately, Ximen Fuxue also took action, but blocked his attack.

"I've just entered the Holy One, and I'm looking for someone to compete with."

Hearing Ximen blowing snow's words, Liu Ping'an was so sure that his speed was getting faster and faster that he suddenly flew directly to the top of Lin Xiaosheng.

Fist,

Or fist,

"Key fist,"

It's the fist of a saint!

The saint under the forest raised his hands to the sky, and his whole body exerted a shocking blow.

"bang"

The body was like a cannonball and hit the ground. In the moment of contact with the ground, the water came out of the ground.

Not much,

A little water,

"How can this happen?"

Little Saint Lin said in horror.

Lin Xiaosheng finally fell into his calculation. Taking advantage of your weakness and killing you, Liu Ping'an's serial killing came one after another, and Lin Xiaosheng was entangled by water for a while.

......

The ground sank, and the surrounding sand rushed to the little saint Lin.

Opportunity!

A great opportunity!

A layout was used, but the result was not as beautiful as Liu Ping'an thought. Lin Xiaosheng came out of trouble, but the situation was not very good.

Crazy?!?

Everyone on the field felt the murderous spirit and murderous spirit of Lin Xiaosheng.

Strong!

It's too strong!

The unstable space appeared, and Lin Xiaosheng hit Liu Ping'an like a meteor.

Dangerous?!!!

The original skills of all things flowed all over the body in an instant, and "Liu Qiankun" fully protected Liu Ping'an.

"Puff"

The sky and the earth collapsed, and four people on the field flew away in four directions.

Without the pain of the five internal organs, Liu Ping'an launched a strong attack again. At lightning-like speed, the spirit of a warrior like the speed of light rushed towards the little saint Lin.

At this moment, Lin Xiaosheng fell into another arrangement of Liu Ping'an. It seemed the same, but it was different. A drop of different water poured into Lin Xiaosheng with the sand.

A drop of water,

A drop of water is by no means ordinary water,

Lin Xiaosheng's miserable cry resounded through the night sky. Ximen Chuixue and Huangjia people no longer attacked each other, and their eyes turned to this side in surprise.

Liu Ping's fist hit Lin Xiaosheng fiercely, with dozens of fists and fists at the same point. The spirit of the body protector was broken, but it was not Lin Xiaosheng's body, but a ball of water.

In an instant,

At this moment,

Lin Xiaosheng's lightning attack hit Liu Ping'an.

Like a broken kite drifted into the distance, Lin Xiaosheng chased him like lightning.

Another attack hit Liu Ping'an. At this moment, Liu Ping'an suddenly fell into the sand.

The third attack failed? The sand is rolled to the little saint of the forest, in the sand

Water droplets,

Countless drops of water rolled towards the little saint Lin,

Liu Ping's attack has also arrived,

It's like a broken bamboo,

Saint Lin's face has changed again,

Between the lightning and fire, the victory and defeat were finally divided. Liu Ping'an won tragically, and Lin Xiaosheng lost the ability to fight again. Liu Ping'an felt very regret that he could not be killed in this way.

The yellow armor man's face was gloomy and clear. After looking at Ximen blowing snow, he quickly picked up the little saint Lin and disappeared.

Ximen Fuxue came to Liu Ping'an slowly. His lonely face was full of smiles, and Liu Ping'an couldn't help smiling.

"You are very strong, not strong, strong is your heart, but I think your strongest is your wisdom."

"I'm a smart person, and of course I'm the most intelligent."

"I remember that you said earlier that it was the heart. Oh, it's Dugu's seeking defeat, not you."

"You are a normal person now."

"It's a pleasure to chat with you."

"We are friends."

......

After a quick conversation, what's more between them?

Soon, Liu Ping'an finally recovered a lot, and the sky gradually dawned. Ximen Chuixue nodded to him, and his straight body disappeared in this place. He also left this place and removed all the arrangements without any trace. The battlefield created a miracle in the southern continent.

A day later, a silver armored man and a yellow armored man appeared on this battlefield, and the yellow armored man was the yellow armored man who fought with Ximen Fuxue yesterday. The silver armored man asked coldly, "Is this it?"

The man of Huang Jia replied respectfully, "Lord Lin Hufa, this is it."

The silver armor man carefully felt the power of heaven and earth here, and there was nothing abnormal. Then he walked slowly in this desert and finally got nothing.

"Wang Dachong, is Xiaolin really defeated by a fifth-level senior?"

The person of Silver Armor asked suspiciously.

"Yes, it's definitely a fifth-level senior, and Ximen Chuixue is also there. Originally, I wanted to help Xiaolin Saint kill that man, but Ximen Chuixue hindered me, that is, Ximen Chuixue, otherwise the Xiaolin saint would not have been so seriously injured."

Huang Jia said angrily.

"I know, Ximen blowing snow? ... There is also a fifth-level senior who actually defeated the little saint. It seems that this is the first time that this has happened. Where on earth did such a person be cultivated? The sage of Xiaoyaomen is not so powerful. And this person, I guess... can't keep it, and I can't keep it."

......

.......

This is not a simple miracle. There is no one before such a miracle. I don't know if there is anyone who has come or not.

At this moment, Liu Ping'an feels good about himself, but it's a little regret that he didn't kill Lin Xiaosheng.

This time, it also made him realize that some people in the Temple of Warriors can be shameless to such a high level.

"Saint, that's all!" He has no emotion.