Lin Yun sneered, he opened his hand, and the sword box behind him had Feihong.

Big!

The burial flowers out of the sheath, like a mighty galaxy, scratched in front of the eyes. In the sky in the sky, under the shining of this sword, the people who dazzled were dazzling.

Click! Ka! Click!

The sword of Lei Yan's just skyrocketed, and a trace of cracks appeared in a moment. Under this burial flower sword, it immediately fell off the wind.

Da Jian, Jinghong for a moment!

Lin Yun shot like electricity, a sword waved out, and the magnificent sword light stroked the silver sword on both sides of his body. Two sword curtains, like a fierce wings of the sky, Lin Yun, who held the sword,

Disappear in place.

When he appeared again, Lei Yan, who had come to a crack in the sword potential, the sword light fell down, splitting the sunlight of the large sun in Huanghuang.

For a moment, it was dark.

Puff!

When everyone's vision was recovered, Lei Yan had been split out by a sword, and there were many bloody wounds on her body.

Where does the flower start!

Without waiting for the other party to respond, Lin Yun's eyes flashed, a rose of the sword tip bloomed.

Where do I come from!

The sword is not over, the flowers have not been scattered, and another sword falls from the sky.

Empty landscape is long, wood leaf wind lingers!

Flying flowers are light like dreams, silk rain is as sorrowful!

The wind, the water is long, the flying flowers, the drizzle, the dream is like a sorrow. When the meal, the swords and lights of the sky are vertical and horizontal, and the Lin Yun, who sacrifles the dust and swordsmanship, derives its own sword meaning to the extreme.

The warehouse of the warehouse.

He is extraordinary, Hao Hui lingers, his eyebrows are eye -catching, thinking like a fairy!

After pulling the sword, the temperament changed greatly, and the thunderous rock pressure could not be angry. Without ten moves, the blood was porwled on the whole body.

clang!

In Lei Yan, in the support of the support, Lin Yun's sword was cold, and the sword in his hand was picked out.

"No!"

Lei Yan was frightened, and his eyes were shocked, and he broke back.

"You can't leave!"

Looking at the opponent who retreated, Lin Yun's eyes were as light as electricity, and his palm was furious and the flowers were glory.

The dust is full of light, shining through the mountains and rivers!

The light of the funeral flower is getting brighter and brighter, when it reaches the limit just. It is like a round of Hao Ri rushing, and it looks like a white horse leaping out.
Chapter completed!