The blood slaughter looked at Lin Yun's look, and felt inexplicably chilling, and drank it loudly.

Surlock!

A new round of arrow rain, facing Lin Yun again, splashed over.

People swords together, half -step sword!

Lin Yun's expression was cold, and his sword was closed, and a sword meaning burst out from his eyebrows.

Oh!

The arrows that hit in the air, under this sword, buzzed. It seemed like there was a layer, invisible ripples, so that the sky arrow rain was stopped.

Half -lifetime duckweed is passing the water,

One night's cold rain buried famous flowers.

The soul is Liu Mian blowing, you go to me to stay, two autumn ...

Lin Yun was shocked, his sword was stunned, his clothes were moving, and his long hair flew, and the funeral sword jumped out of the box.

Stretching and holding the horn handle, Qiu Shui was like a person -like sword body, and passed by from his eyes.

It seems that the hibiscus is out of water, and the beauty is like a flower. A long sword is buried in the most beautiful flower in the garden.

Alas!

The burial flowers out of the sheath, the surging sword meaning, instantly shattered the air arrows.

The stunned sword meaning swept out, the Xuan bow in the hands of the two strong men, all bow string, burst instantly.

Puff!

The archer holding a bite of blood, many people planted from the top of the building.

"The hegemony of the hegemony of Qingyang County, will use such a mean means? Plum painting, blood slaughter, you dare not dare to be like a man, stand up!"

In front of Heng Jian, Lin Yun's corner of his mouth outlined a taunt, and looked at the many strong men in the two major gatemen.

Meizi painting and blood slaughter, the face suddenly became quite difficult to look.

The two are well -known in Qingyang County, and no one among the younger generations can be enemy. Why has they been so humiliated? If they are often, they will stand out.

But the two who have known Lin Yun's horror strength have been angry at this moment, and they have to hold.

"Dead to the end, dare to mouth hard, what is the blood guard?"

The blood slaughter face was gloomy, and he talked coldly.

"exist!"

!!

Among the bloodymen strong, a group of innate six -trick wearing a bloody face and a ghost face mask.

Without exception, each person has a strong evil spirit. In both eyes, there is a cold, without any emotional colors.

"Jin Yanzong, the dead man listening to the order, catch Lin Yun, no matter how life and death!"

Mei Zi painted his hand and waved, and a group of Jin Yanzong who was dressed in black and expressionless, quietly walked forward from the dark.

Time, Jin Yanzong and the Bloody Cloud Gate, each of the hundred dead people cultivated.

With a murderous murderous, holding the blade, he slowly forced the past towards Lin Yun.

Sisi ~~

With the appearance of the two dead men, the temperature of the entire North Point Square fell suddenly.

That cold killing intention, such as cold frost, spread quickly.

"So cold ..."

"These two major sects are really worthy. Lin Yun is afraid of really going today."

"It is really unheard of, and for the previous strong strong, the two major doors are so cautious."

"Hehe, can you do it with caution? Just the end of the black wind, you haven't seen it ..."

"People like Lin Yun either do not kill. Once they do it, they must not give him a chance to turn around.

Countless innate warriors watching the battlefield in the distance felt chilly and shuddered.

The so-called dead men are all determined to die and will not stop dying. As long as there is a chance, they will choose to die with you at any time.

Even a strong person with half a step to the entrance would never want to provoke such a being.

Cultivating a dead soldier requires a huge price.

They would never be used lightly unless absolutely necessary, but today the two sects actually dispatched all the dead soldiers in the branch.

"kill!"

Sonorous!

The sharp blades in the hands of the dead soldiers were unsheathed at the same time, and the cold killing intent was like the cold wind in winter. As the sharp blades were unsheathed, they swept in all directions, making people shiver and making their bones seem frozen.

Bang!

But at this moment, the wall behind Lin Yun exploded without any warning.

Countless figures, carrying a tyrannical momentum, crashed through the towering wall. In the billowing dust, they surged out like a tide.

"Disciples of Mingguang Pavilion, listen to the order. Anyone who touches Lin Yun today is an enemy of Ming Ye and will be killed without mercy!"
Chapter completed!