Three hundred and eighty eighth chapter waves rise again(2/2)
It was too late, these silver bullets fell too fast.
The power of the explosion is even better than the aftermath of the fight between the elders of the Sword and the Thunder Flame Snake.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Accompanied by the weather waves, silver lightning, the air was like a viper dancing wildly. The complete formation of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion was blown up on the spot. The silver light flashed, and many people were directly killed, injured, and damaged.
Lin Yun was a little stunned. At this moment, he had to get fifty silver bullets, and nearly 200,000 second-grade spiritual jade was consumed.
Such a big deal is specifically designed to target them Lingxiao Jiange.
Looking at the disciples who died tragically, Lin Yunxin was bleeding. Who was it?
kill!
After the earth-shaking explosion, a man in black fell from the tops of ancient trees in all directions.
The man in black has the lowest cultivation level and also has the eighth level of Xuanwu. He is all elite, many of whom have the cultivation level of the Purple Mansion Realm.
"Who are you? Even Lingxiao Jiange dares to provoke him!"
Elder Luo Feng roared angrily.
But no one answered him, and three men in black surrounded him and suppressed him tightly.
The other men in black did not say a word, and did not distinguish between the disciples of Jiange who had not yet recovered from their senses and tried to kill them.
"court death!"
A man in black rushed towards Lin Yun, and Lin Yun snorted coldly and stabbed him with a backhand sword.
Puchi!
Blood splattered, and before the visitor could approach Lin Yun, he died tragically under his sword.
Whoosh swish swish swish!
But the group of men in black were not panicked at all. Soon, four men in black, who were tenth-level Xuanwu, fell down.
He didn't fight with Lin Yun, but just entangled him and wandered away from him.
The Shuiyue Sword stance emanated from Lin Yun in waves. The sword in Lin Yun's hand was so calm and scary in this dangerous situation.
The four people who besieged him had troubles.
After not having enough support, my body was covered in scars and in great pain.
But he still gritted his teeth and did not fight against Lin Yun, but was just entangling him.
After all, he has the tenth level of Xuanwu cultivation. If he doesn't fight with him, Lin Yun will not have much solution to these four people in a short time.
Anger flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to expel the Red Flame Battle Flag several times.
But now, there is no need to sacrifice the trump card yet.
"Idiot, when do you want to wait until you don't do it?"
A man in black who was besieging Luo Feng suddenly roared, his voice seemed very angry and impatient.
Luo Feng vaguely felt something was wrong, but he had just been distracted.
He was hit by a few swords on his body, and he couldn't help but feel even more anxious.
Behind the melee, on a branch that supports the sky, a man in black was holding a secret treasure of a medium cylinder.
His gaze passed through the dense leaves and fell thousands of meters away, Xinjue, who was fighting with others.
A little cold light flashed in his eyes. He knew that as long as he activated the secret treasure in his hand, the target he attacked this time would die tragically on the spot.
Because the secret treasure in his hand can exert its power beyond the low-quality treasures, it can only be used once.
After one, it will be destroyed.
But once sacrificed, there will be no doubt that the Purple Mansion will die, without any accidents.
According to the plan, he should have taken action long ago, but he has not activated it for a long time.
It was because there was another person in that melee.
His eyes swept and fell on Lin Yun who was entangled with the four of them. The boundless anger and hatred suddenly surged into his heart uncontrollably.
The murderous intent in the eyes is constantly accumulating.
Chapter completed!