That waiting momentum is like rolling the giant waves, rolling up.

"Come well."

Lin Yun's face was cold, and he sneered in his heart. He opened his hands.

The black token of the palm of the palm, the horrible sword potential, like a star explosion, blooming bright light.

At the beginning, there was only a purple kite sword tactics.

now……

Congenital Lingyuan, condensed by the four -fledgling purple kite sword tactics, I don't know how to activate the obsession left by the purple kite sword saint.

In the Wuguang token, a vague gray figure, with a sword box with a sword box, jumped out.

Kneeling in front of Lin Yun on one knee, the two hundred dead men who ran to the rush were less than 100 meters.

kill!

When he stood up, a sword light swept out with the sword body of the sheath.

The first row of dead men, the first row of dead men had not waited for Jian Guang to kill.

The physical body exploded, and the terrible sword potential, stiffly died.

Alas!

The splattered blood light is like a firework explosion. In the loud noise, it blooms into a beautiful blood flower.

When the sword was killed, the dead men behind were blocked.

It's not over yet ...

The sword light of the two hundred dead men went to the moment, with a shocking and horrible horror. It was like a storm, gathered at the place where Jin Yanzong and the disciples of Bloodyunmen were gathered, and went away.

Sword light is too fast!

Two disciples, without the power of backhand, the shocking vomiting blood flew wildly.

Flutter!

The turbulent sword breeze made the congenital warrior rolled into the air, screamed again and again, unable to break away.

Even the strong who is half -step porch, even barely protects themselves, is extremely difficult.

Such a horrible scene, the people who watched it couldn't believe it.

A sword, only one sword!

The gray figure only had a sword, so he killed the two dead men, and the remaining strongers were all prepared to be involved in the air. They were involved in the air.

Who compete with ...

In the minds of everyone, only these four words are echoing, who can fight with them!

Even if it was Lin Yun, there was a little speechless, shocked in his heart, and could not be added.

This is the real style of the golden age of the Golden Age that year.

Knite!

The crack in the Wulu Guang token continued to spread, and then it broke away.

Three opportunities are used up, and the Uguang token is completely scrapped.

But the blurred figure did not disappear, but a little condensed and real.

Vaguely, a wave of sharp swords, tearing the space -time barriers layer by layer, span countless worlds, and come down.

The blurred figure was completely condensed. A young man with a beautiful and handsome eyebrows appeared in front of Lin Yun with a sword box.

When this man appeared, time seemed to solidify, there was only a wave of swords in the heavens and the earth, and he still burned like a flame in him.

"Unfortunately ... I thought you would be late, so I used this last opportunity. But this is good, young and worry -free, and I have to be frivolous. There is no need to give yourself too much behind."

This young swordsman who is like a fairy is like a fairy.

When the figure was about to dissipate completely, he sighed softly: "How many hates of red dust, all of them become empty ..."

At this moment, time began to go back again.

Surly.
Chapter completed!