Chapter 555: The power of local tyrants

In this regard, the Yun Wu elder of the Yun family was full of confidence. The red aperture on the platform of the Yun family had already resurfaced, and he also walked straight into the aperture.
Standing on the metal avenue, Emperor Lin, the illusory barrier that had disappeared in front of him also reappeared.
As for Elder Yun Wu who moved from the Yunjia platform to Metal Avenue, a barrier also emerged in front of him.
"No, it turned out to be Yunyi." On the platform, it was the old man who saw the Yun family playing, and Yun Yunyan's face was obviously not that pretty.
Regarding this, Lin Qian felt curious: "Why, is this person named Yunyi very difficult to deal with?"
"While in the Ten Thousand Medicine Thousand Wood Valley, your father just ran into him, fought with him, and was severely injured. But this Yunyi is not much better, it is a loss for both sides. Then I rushed. When you arrive, take your father away, the other party even has spare energy to chase for a while, which is very tricky." Yun Yunyan said here, staring at that Yunyi's expression worried, "but it is obvious that Yunyi's injury has almost recovered. , But your father’s injury has not fully recovered."
Lin Qian suddenly realized that on the metal avenue, Yun Yi was about to become his father's opponent: "In that case, it is his father's rival."
"Strike!"
The illusory barrier in front disappeared again, exactly the same as before. The moment the barrier disappeared, Lin Di was already holding a spear, and Thunder Spear Jin had already bombarded that Yunyi.
But at this moment, Yun Yi suddenly armed with a huge shield exuding cold air, which he blocked in front of him.
boom!
The thunder spear fiercely blasted on this huge shield exuding cold air, and the tyrannical spear power that had originally killed the heroic-level combat power Yun family soul martial artist in a second rushed on it like a waterfall.
However, everything was resisted.
Not only that, but part of the gun strength that was resisted was even refracted back and rushed towards the front door of Emperor Lin.
Emperor Lin frowned, the black long spear in his hand was danced by him, and the spirit power spear reflected back was scattered.
It took a full moment before the raging red-gold thunder slowly dissipated.
Emperor Lin still held a spear in his hand, looking at the cloud in front with a solemn expression.
On the other hand, Yun Yi on the other side looked extremely relaxed, holding the huge shield exuding the chill in his hand, and looked at Emperor Lin like this of course: "Although the attack is tyrannical, it is a pity that there is no way to break the old man's defense. "
Facing Yun Yi's rhetoric, Emperor Lin's face was also a little gloomy. The opponent's defense was indeed tyrannical, and he could also bounce back part of his own attacks. The opponent was basically a tortoise shell.
In the previous fight, he still unexpectedly used the killer move, breaking his defense and seriously wounding under the circumstances that the opponent didn't know much about it.
However, Emperor Lin believed that a strong like Yun Yi could not be deceived twice with the same technique.
In addition, the sound of the previous happy arena indicated that the loss of soul power was only 20% of the past, and this would only make the opponent's defense more solid and difficult to break.
After seeing the Wuhun armed with Yunyi, Lin Qian's face on the platform showed a touch of surprise. The soul martial artist with the spirit of the shield is very rare, especially the strong like this.
Clearly seeing this huge shield exuding coldness in Yun Yi's hand, he was able to bounce back some of his father's spear power, as well as his mother's mouth, his father's past record with each other, let Lin Qian know that this is a strong enemy.
On the spacious metal avenue, Emperor Lin was the preemptive striker. He raised the Tingye spear in his hand and rushed towards the cloud in front. The violent thunder soul power was concentrated on the surface of his body, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at the ice cold in the opponent's hand. Great shield of breath.
At the same time, Yun Yi also raised the icy shield in his hand and resisted him.
Just when the tip of the Tingye spear was about to be placed on the ice-cold shield of Emperor Lin, the tip of the spear suddenly rose. The spear that was originally pierced forward was picked up high, and finally smashed fiercely. Come down.
boom!
With a loud noise, the gun body slammed into the huge shield containing the cold air, and suddenly the electric light overflowed and exploded.
Holding Yun Yi with a huge shield with an icy breath, after pushing a few steps, he already stabilized his figure.
At the same time, Emperor Lin, who was smashed with a fierce shot on the giant shield, was also subjected to the counter shock force from the giant shield, and was shocked to the rear.
At the moment when he landed, the Lin Di who borrowed the force suddenly rushed forward again, his spear hit the whip, and constantly struck the huge shield held by Yun Yi.
boom! boom! boom!
The figure of Emperor Lin at the moment can be said to be at its fullest, like a red-gold thunder phantom, walking beside Yunyi surrounded by the icy breath. The night spear in his hand smashed and smashed, constantly making the happy arena filled with the loud sound of rapid collision.
Although he was very proud of his own defense, Emperor Lin's tyrannical attack power made Yun Yi not underestimated.
Moreover, knowing that a direct attack might not have much effect on him, Emperor Lin completely abandoned the frontal attack and the piercing that the spear should have. Instead, he used the night spear in his hand as a long whip or a warhammer. Boom.
Emperor Lin's plan was very clear. The other party probably wanted to use the shocking power to hurt himself.
"Your wishful thinking is too naive." At this moment, Yun Yi suddenly shouted. When Emperor Lin was shaken back to the rear, he raised the ice-cold breath giant shield in his hand and aimed at it. The other party suddenly smashed it.
The soul power with the icy breath is condensed around the flying shield, like a sharp blade of ice, spinning quickly towards Lin Qian, as if to cut the opponent in half.
"Brother Lin!" Yun Yunyan on the platform exclaimed when seeing this situation.
At this time, Lin Qian suddenly had an extra crystal in his hand, as if there was quicksand swaying in it, and he didn't hesitate to crush the crystal.
At this moment, a barrier suddenly appeared between Emperor Lin and Yun Yi, directly isolating the two sides, and at the same time blocking the flying shield.
With a bang, the flying shield hit the barrier, ejected onto the ground, and slid to Yun Yi's feet.
"Lindi teammate Lin Qian uses the designated props in the Happy Arena: Intermission, pause the duel for half an hour." The ethereal female voice resounded in the air.
Everyone who heard these words was dumbfounded, including Lin Di incredulously turned around and looked at the platform above him, and found his son smiled at him.
"Qian'er, what's the matter?" Yun Yunyan on the platform was also stunned by the scene, and looked at her son in astonishment.
Lin Qian threw the broken crystal residue on the ground and smiled indifferently: "This? The power of the local tyrant."