BIRTH OF DRAGON WARRIORS
107 - Dimension of the Ancient Grave Room

The location inside the dimensional hole where Feng Huang Lin was located right now was a city with many large buildings. This place is arguably a projection of the memory of the owner of the ancient tomb and seems to have a special impression that even every building looks so detailed.

There are no humans in this place. It was just that the diffusing spiritual energy was quite dense and very suitable to carry out practice improvements, if only Feng Huang Lin was not being chased by Xia Ling Qing.

"This girl is so stubborn," Feng Huang Lin retraced on one of the buildings before darting into the other. He could feel Xia Ling Qing's presence continuing to chase after him.

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Feng Huang Lin quickly darted up and just then also an attack came destroying the building that was in front of him. A loud noise was heard and even the building was seen burning.

Feng Huang Lin stepped on one of the roofs of the other buildings before finally turning around. He watched Xia Ling Qing who was now standing not far from where he was now.

"Hmph, Miss Xia. I had absolutely no idea that you wanted him to die in my hands so badly," Feng Huang Lin held onto one of his shawls and stared intently at the blue-clothed girl.

"It's not certain who will die between us, but I can assure you that you won't be able to get out of here alive." Xia Ling Qing drew out his sword. His tone was cold, but Feng Huang Lin was as if he was not afraid at all.

The member from the Dead Moon Sect laughed and then said, "You're so funny. Alright~ I think your head could be the most precious gift for the Wushi Mountain Sect,"

Feng Huang Lin's scarf moved slowly before it suddenly just became fast and instantly shot towards Xia Ling Qing. The girl who was one of the Sacred Swordsmen was even pushed very far while resisting the attack of such a powerful shawl.

Sparks of fire were seen when Xia Ling Qing's sword blade repelled the attack from Feng Huang Lin's shawl. He seemed to be forced to be in a defensive position, but even Feng Huang Lin himself did not expect that his attack was still unable to injure the opponent.

"Really a Sacred Swordsman," Feng Huang Lin waved his hand, "Let me see how long you can withstand all my attacks!"

Dozens of red scarves suddenly appeared and damaged some buildings. The thing came from various directions and shot swiftly to where Xia Ling Qing was. The young blue-clothed girl used her Three Circles Stream of Fire and was able to burn off some of Feng Huang Lin's scarves, only that there were still other scarves that managed to survive her attack.

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Feng Huang Lin smiled as Xia Ling Qing's arms and shoulders were injured by the attack from her red scarf. He saw how the Sacred Swordsman was taking some distance from him.

Feng Huang Lin was clearly more advantaged in long-range attacks, let alone from a suitable distance... He could see Xia Ling Qing's movements. Of course, the girl's Three Circles Fire Flow technique was indeed very powerful and it was quite difficult for her shawl to survive.

"The last time we met, Miss Xia's abilities have indeed progressed a lot." Feng Huang Lin opened his voice. He snorted and continued, "But not only did Miss Xia's abilities develop. Me either... Not lounging to practice. And one of the changes I can tell you... There are among my shawls that are specially embroidered with the use of poisonous spider webs."

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The six scarves belonging to Feng Huang Lin came at a high speed. Xia Ling Qing himself had already been exposed to Cold Poison and now his opponent was now back using poison. The members of the Dead Moon Sect were really sneaky with their dirty actions.

Uhh!

Xia Ling Qing's breathing was irregular and she had difficulty moving. Either what poisonous spider was used by Feng Huang Lin, but clearly this was very difficult for him. The spread of the poison was extremely fast and made the flow of Qi in Xia Ling Qing's body fall apart.

The instant when Feng Huang Lin's scarves were about to hit Xia Ling Qing-unexpectedly the shawl was cut into several small pieces that made Feng Huang Lin scream in pain.

"Bad! Who would dare!!" feng Huang Lin's eyes widened when he saw someone now standing right before Xia Ling Qing with a wave of her light blue clothes.

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Xia Ling Qing was also surprised to find out who the figure was protecting. The one who was currently standing on his back was none other than Wei Zhang Zihan and not only that, there was another young man who was in a kneeling position, but with a sword drawn sharply. It was this subject that might have already slashed the scarf that belonged to Feng Huang Lin.

"You..." Xia Ling Qing did not expect to be able to see Wei Zhang Zihan and this young man at the same time. A black-clothed figure with green hair ribbons. The subject that had the scar on his right temple was none other than Chu Kai.

Wei Zhang Zihan glanced for a moment at Chu Kai and then looked back at Feng Huang Lin warily. He had previously met Chu Kai in one of the hallways of the room and then they saw a dimensional hole.

Then somehow Chu Kai without saying anything directly entered that dimensional hole and he followed it. It was unexpected that in this place they would meet Xia Ling Qing who was fighting against one of the members of the Dead Moon Sect.

"Be careful, her scarf is poisonous." Xia Ling Qing's breathing was irregular. The face of the blue-clothed girl looked very pale and her lips began to turn a bit blue. It was just that it seemed, Xia Ling Qing was so stubborn and was still trying to hold on.

"Wei Shezi," Chu Kai held onto his powerful sword and then a female figure appeared right beside Chu Kai. The presence of the subject made Xia Ling Qing, Wei Zhang Zihan, including Feng Huang Lin flinch.

Wei Shezi seemed to know his purpose was called. He immediately grabbed Xia Ling Qing's arm and grabbed the girl. His actions made Xia Ling Qing flinch.

"You-you.." Xia Ling Qing did not even have the time to speak as she was suddenly taken away. On the other hand, Chu Kai stood up and continued to stare intently at the members of the Dead Moon Sect.

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