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The first thousand one hundred and forty-three chapters cloud is not my intention(2/2)

Ignoring the surprise of everyone falling on him, Lin Yun stretched out his hand and waved.

despair!

The sword box bounced open, and the Burial Flower Sword turned into flowing light and fell into his hands. Rumbled, and the blood-flame dragon-patterned gold stone hidden in the sword box wanted to break free.

The sword box that can quickly bounce back will quickly seal it in it.

This scene was extremely short, less than a blink of an eye, but Qin Feng noticed it keenly, and he immediately shouted: "Luo Kui, stop worrying, use the star to kill him, the raw stone is in his hands!"

ah?

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

Ye Ziling didn't put the raw stone on her, and she trusted this person so much.

A cold light flashed in Luo Kui's eyes. He was not left with any room for anything. He roared wildly as soon as he landed on the ground. Blood lights bloomed all over his body, and a painting appeared behind him in the blood light in the sky.

The scroll has not yet unfolded, and above it is his astrology. Everyone who reaches the astrology will condense a painting.

When the scroll unfolds, the horror of the astrological realm will be displayed without reservation.

Luo Kui never thought of revealing astrological appearance to the previous Tianpo, which was an insult to him. But at the moment, he could not help him. Killing the other party and taking the raw stone was the right way.

"You have no chance."

Lin Yun held the sword hilt with his right hand. He said coldly without any panic.

clang!

The burial flower was unsheathed, and the sword body was like a terrifying geese, passing by his eyes.

"Floating clouds cover the sun!"

"The wind swept the remaining clouds!"

"The sky moves!"

"Swallowing the clouds and transforming into dragons!"

...

"The sky is rising straight!"

The first sword from the Thirteen Swords of the Floating Clouds to the Ninth Sword was summoned by Lin Yun with powerful sword intent in one breath.

For a moment, sword lights were flying all over the sky, all around were the afterimages of the swordsmen in green clothes, and the void was filled with the soaring green phoenix.

The green phoenixes fly together, and the nine swords are shocking!

Before the painting behind Luo Kui could unfold, he would shatter nine sword lights. The sword light was dazzling, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere. Luo Kui, who was quite famous in the dry sea, died in front of everyone.

Too fast!

Too fast!

This scene was so fast that it was impossible to think about it. It was so fast that the afterimages between heaven and earth had not yet dissipated. It was so fast that the crow of Qingluan had just sounded, and it was so fast that the sword light seemed to condense eternity.

rock!

When the unfolded scroll fell to the ground, everyone woke up.

How is this possible?

Luo Kui, a star realm, died at the hands of a Tianpo!!

Countless eyes were staring at Lin Yun. His sword was so fast that the majestic sword force suddenly burst out at this moment. The sword light flashed and the green phoenix flew across. He was like a ten thousand-foot divine edge rising from the ground, standing between the clouds and mist, overlooking the people.

Today, everyone finally knew what is superb, above the peak of perfection, and the realm of transformation that legendary super monsters can master!

One after another, under the dark sky, a cold light like a world-destructive flashed between Lin Yun's hands.

The young man holding a sword is so beautiful that he is as beautiful as an immortal, and he is unparalleled in the world.
Chapter completed!
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