Chapter 1241 (2/2)

Lin Qingyu nodded and said, ”not bad.”

after that, he opened his fan brush and said to Jiang Hao, ”the competition is on.”

a ready to fight appearance. It seems that just a few words are nonsense.

although Jiang Hao was confused, he did not ask much now, so he put on airs and said, ”please, sir.”

Lin Qingyu was not polite and said, ”Five Dragons lead.”

several flat sticks flew out of his fan, which was originally a fan rack, but flew up in the air. The eye color changes, forming the virtual shadow of five dragons outside.

”interesting.” Jiang Hao didn't dare to be careless and gave a low roar.

flames erupted from the ground, and flame giants appeared and roared at the dragons in the sky.

the five dragons flew towards Jiang Hao, and the flame giant reached out to stop him. Then the two were interwoven, making a huge noise, which seemed to be particularly shocking.

at this time, Lin Qingyu also stepped forward and began to fight with Jiang Hao.

naturally, Jiang Hao is not afraid. In this respect, he is a master. After all, few monks are willing to fight close to each other. Most monks are still willing to cast magic from a distance. After all, it is a safe distance, which can be attacked and defended.

face to face is a fan, sharp aura across Jiang Hao's face, Jiang Hao side to avoid, at the same time, heartless knife in hand, backhand cut to his waist rib. Lin Qingyu suddenly turned around and avoided it with an incredible angle. At the same time, when the fan closes, a blade appears.

stabbing from a high place, approaching Jiang Hao's Tianshu acupoint, the close combat is extremely fierce.

however, Jiang Hao did not know how many such battles he had experienced. The more fierce he was, the more calm he became. The heartless knife quickly becomes smaller, and then he holds it in his hand and stabs Lin Qingyu's air sea.

if you don't, both of them are seriously injured.

”good means.” Lin Qingyu said, and then turned back to move.

the distance between two people has been widened again.  ”Cut the dragon.” Lin Qingyu murmured, and the fan broke open. The dragon in the sky roared and flew back. The fan in his hand glowed with gold.

and then stab it with a sword.

”you dare to fight with me in a short time!” Lin Qingyu said in a loud voice.