Seeing the strong men kneeling on the ground and pleading for Zhou Lin, Jin Ping'er was stunned. A fierce light flashed in her eyes and shouted loudly: "What do you want to do? It's so outrageous..."

The strong men were so scared that they dared not say anything. Jin Ping'er's cold eyes fell on the face of the goatee-bearded strong man, and she snorted coldly: "Zhou Lin, you are really weak. I will definitely not accept my killing you. Well, I will allow you to duel with Qiu Yu. If you win, I will naturally forgive you."

Finally, he had the opportunity to survive, Zhou Lin couldn't help but be overjoyed and said excitedly: "Thank you, Mrs.."

It seems that there is another battle, Qiu Yu muttered in his heart, but I am wearing shackles on my hands. How can I compare, wouldn’t I seek death?

Jin Ping'er said calmly: "Life and death are destined, and I don't need to thank me. You have fair competition. You must distinguish between life and death. Whoever wins can survive."

Zhou Lin nodded vigorously, "I know."

Jin Ping'er turned her head and looked at her new love again. The expression in her eyes became softer and there was a look of encouragement. "I will let you untickle the shackles. Next, you two will have a duel. As for whether you can survive, it depends on your ability."

Since he could untied the shackles, Qiu Yu was naturally not afraid. He had competed with the powerful Goat Hu before, but he knew the opponent's strength and could fight with him, so he nodded, "I understand."

"Since that's the case, everyone will get up and let's go out to watch the battle."

With a command, all the strong men stood up and surrounded Jin Ping'er and walked through the corridor to the deck. Qiu Yu also mingled with it. His face looked calm and there was no anxiety at all. For him, the storm and waves had passed so much, and this duel seemed ordinary, and there was no psychological pressure anyway.

The wind blew from the sea, and the waves surging, making a creeping sound. The wind blew across Jin Ping'er's hair, and the afterglow of the sunset fell on her graceful body, making her look even more charming. She opened her mouth and ordered: "Yuanting, untie the shackles that Qiu Yu wore, so that he could make a fair duel with Zhou Lin."

"As for the order." As the person with the highest cultivation level among the strong, Chen Yuanting walked up and raised his hand. The unique spiritual energy spread over. The bondage magic weapon lock worn on Qiu Yu's wrist was untied, and turned into a ray of light and shadow and flew back into the old guy's ring.

This thing was so tight that it left a purple-red blood mark on Qiuyu's wrist, which was quite uncomfortable. He quickly shook it twice, and the stagnant qi and blood returned to smoothness, and he felt much better.

Jin Ping'er waved her arms and gave orders like a queen, "You two go over and fight to the death on this sea, and there is only one left in the end."

Zhou Lin rushed out first, and the weapon was suspended in the air more than ten feet away. A tiger-headed knife appeared in his hand, with a fierce look on his face, as if a robber was about to commit a roadblock. He was full of bandits and should not be underestimated. He said in a deep voice: "Little bastard, come and die quickly."

Seeing that Qiu Yu had not taken action yet, Jin Ping'er thought that this child was scared. She had never liked cowardly people, and a look of displeasure flashed in her eyes and frowned and said, "Why can't you go over? Are you scared?"

Qiu Yu responded calmly: "No, but my competing weapon was stolen by my wife's subordinates. Please return it, otherwise there would be no way to fight. I don't have any weapons to use, and I am now at a disadvantage."

Jin Ping'er hurriedly asked, "Who stole your weapon?"

Qiu Yu pointed with his hand, "It's this old Taoist priest."

When he was at the bottom of the sea, he was caught by a group of strong men. The Ice and Fire Cloud Sword flew out of his hand. It was real to see that he was taken into account by the old Taoist priest. Now he naturally asked for it back.

Two sharp eyes in the bright eyes fell over, staring at the old Taoist priest, and Jin Ping'er said in a cold voice: "What are you waiting for? Return the other person's weapons quickly."

This sword also contains both ice and fire attributes, which is extremely rare, so the old Taoist priest fell in love with him at a glance. When Qiu Yu was subdued, he quickly snatched the sword. However, the master ordered the return. Although he was reluctant, he still agreed in fear and fear, "Madam Qi, the slave did not occupy the heart of the sword, but for the sake of preservation, he will return it to Mr. Qiu now."

Compared to Jin Ping'er, who was as cunning as a fox, her remarks were pale and powerless. How could the old woman not see through the other party's tricks? She said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, hand it over quickly, they are still waiting for the duel."

"Yes, yes..." The old Taoist priest hurriedly agreed, took out the Ice and Fire Cloud Sword from his ring, and brought it forward with both hands.

Anyway, if you fall into danger, just leave it to fate! Qiu Yu relaxed his mind and felt that he had passed the duel first before talking about it. He took the sword and held it tightly, as if he had seen his good brother who had not seen for many days.

Jin Ping'er said, "Go quickly, it depends on your ability."

"I understand." Qiu Yu nodded, suddenly flew up, and another green scimitar was added under his feet, and he drove to the front of his opponent and stopped.

The crystal clear sword was burning with purple-red flames, which looked quite strange. Qiu Yu was tall and could be blown by the strong wind, his clothes were rushing, and his long black hair floated in the wind, and his eyes flashed with gloomy colors. His whole person was ready to go and had murderous aura, showing his sharpness, like a sharp blade unsheathed.

This scene was seen by the strong, and they were quite surprised. Although this son was young, he had a true domineering style. It should not be underestimated.

Jin Ping'er's eyes lit up even more. She felt that such a demeanor was simply unmatched. Her eyes also had an admirational gaze flashed in her eyes. She felt that compared with a group of old guys, Qiu Yu was clearly a rare beautiful jade. If she was carved, she would stand on the Shenmiao Continent.

It's really good, I must not let it go. I hope this son can win in the duel. Then I will make an exception to cultivate him and simply take him as a disciple and train him into a rising star. Of course, the disciple will also be fully possessed by the master!

With her red lips lightly opened, Jin Ping'er smiled on her charming face, and she had already made up her mind to make a wishful thinking. At present, her subordinates are in a state of fusion. After she has been asking for it for many years, her physique has become bad, and it is impossible to develop and advance, so she can maintain the status quo. Then she can cultivate this talented young man into a super strong man in a state of vagueness, and then it would be beautiful to practice both master and apprentice.

However, now Qiu Yu is about to pass the level in front of him, and he is to win in the duel, otherwise everything else will be empty talk.

In the air, two strong men, one old and one young, were opposite each other, with bad eyes in their eyes. They both regarded each other as enemies. If they wanted to live by themselves, their opponents must die, which would create the current situation and be irreconcilable.

Just as everyone was watching, Zhou Lin roared wildly, like a bolt from the blue, waved his tiger-headed sword and launched a sudden attack. His whole person rushed over with fierce momentum, as if he was out of a cage of tigers, as if he was devouring the world.

The sword light flashed, forming a huge half-moon-shaped illusion, shining with cold light, as if it could cut off everything, and slash towards Qiuyu slanted, with great momentum.

In the flash of lightning, Qiu Yu also began to fight back. As the sword was raised, the sharp and cold air surged into the shape of an iceberg, facing the blade, without showing any weakness.
Chapter completed!