Super Ring

But because Baishan held a knife in both hands, he couldn't get his hands to plug his ears, so he could only listen to the music.

Once these music entered his mind, Baishan felt that his whole head was dizzy, dizzy, and his steps were unstable.

"Fate deprives hearing!" Baishan chanted a spell and said the name of the move, directly depriving him of hearing.

Originally, this trick was used to deprive the other party's five senses, but now it works on one's own body. Basically, those who can do this are some powerful people, and Baishan is undoubtedly one of them.

With the methods Baishan uses now, it is enough to prove that he has the strength to step into the ranks of powerful people. Each has its own methods, and Baishan's methods are not lost to Lin Feng and Asura. The powerful can be said to be at the same level as them.

"Apart from this music, do you have no other skills?" Baishan said.

When an elder heard this, she knew that her magic sound was not working. She stopped, staring at Baishan fiercely and said: "If you have the ability, listen to the music and fight me."

"What? I can't hear what you said." Baishan grinned and rushed towards an elder with a stride.

The first elder watched Baishan rush towards him, put the flute in his mouth again, and began to blow.

Just as Baishan was about to approach an elder, the ground he was stepping on directly exploded, and Baishan jumped up and over the void, approaching the elder from the air.

Two big knives in his hand, brandishing them, one knife after another, forced an elder into misery.

An elder fought against Baishan's sword with the flute in his hand from time to time, and from time to time dodged from left to right, but even so, he still couldn't retreat from Baishan's double swords.

The lottery soon went on.

"Crazy Knife Style" Baishan yelled, and if the two knives were spiritually entwined with the body of an elder Miaoman, he held tight.

In less than half a minute, there were more than twenty scars on the whole body of an elder.

In fact, the first elder is not that weak, it's just that Baishan is too strong. Baishan's current cultivation base is in the late stage of the gods, and the first elder is in the same realm as him.

Under the same realm, Baishan has not yet encountered an opponent. Except for Guan Xie, no one has hurt Baishan even a single bit in the same realm.

If Baishan is sure to draw a tie against Lin Feng, this is the strength of Baishan.

Seeing that an elder was faltering, the woman with the whip said: "We give up."

But Baishan had closed his hearing at this moment, and could not hear the words to admit defeat. He slashed at an elder, and a deep bone scar appeared on the shoulder of an elder.

Blood was gushing everywhere. This was not over yet. Baishan raised the knife again and struck it at the shoulder of an elder on the other side. At this moment, Lin Feng moved. He appeared in front of Baishan with a drink in his hand. The blood sword, forcibly blocked the sword of Baishan.

Baishan reached this point frantically, and finally stopped and lifted his closed hearing.

"Baishan, the other party has already given up." Lin Feng said.

"Oh, I couldn't hear you just now, I'm sorry." Baishan put away the knives, scratched the back of his head, and returned to his camp.

"Baishan, I didn't expect you to be so fierce." Ashura patted his shoulder and said.

"Fortunately, not enough for you." Baishan said, looking at Lin Feng on the court.

"Last game, I'll come!" Lin Feng said loudly.

"Since you came out, I was naturally the one who came out." The whip woman came out.

"You are also in the early stage of the King of Gods, so give up, so as not to get hurt too much, just like the flute player just now." Lin Feng said lightly.

"You should worry about yourself first." The whip woman stood in the field, and there was an aura invisible.

"Oh? Really?" When Lin Feng said this, he directly exuded his sword intent.

The strong sword intent centered on Lin Feng and spread out, and many people were amazed by it.

After the whip woman felt the sword intent, she smiled at the corner of her mouth and said: "It is indeed much better than the first sword repair in our region. It is not wrong for him to lose to you, but to me, it is not That insurmountable intensity."

"Promise swordsmanship, breaking sword flow, ninth style, one sword against the sky!" Lin Feng stepped forward, and the whole person appeared behind the whip woman.

"Attached style, Yan return!" Lin Feng turned around, took another step, and returned to where he stood.

"Puff!" A cloud of blood mist burst directly from the right arm of the woman with the whip!

"You are talking very strong, but in fact it is not so good, even the ninth form can hurt you, and it would be a waste of time to fight again." Lin Feng said lightly.

Lin Feng used this trick to test the whip woman. She didn’t expect that she had only this strength. In fact, she was not weak, but Lin Feng was too strong. Even if the warrior of the middle stage of the king is here, he must take Lin Feng’s sword It's also choking.

"This injury, three seconds is enough." The whip woman seemed to carelessly said.

In the next second, the wound on her arm was healed at the speed visible with the naked eye, and there was no scar left. As she said, three seconds was enough!