With the blooming of Xiao Yin, Lin Yunhun's silver burst out, and the blue shirt was flying. He was like a fairy falling in the middle of the moon.

Seeing this scene, the people in the entire Qingyan Square were stunned, and they couldn't close their mouths in surprise.

How is this possible?

Only with a piece of flute, he suppressed the Bai Gui Night Sword Array. The blue shirt swordsman who strolled in the array was just playing the jade flute in his hands, so he made a hundred black swordsman painless.

With one enemy, the opponent suppressed all the opponents in turn.

"this……"

The small fish on the rooftop, the color of the appearance flashed in the eyes, the face was extremely embarrassing.

The sound of the flute, the sword is like a fairy.

In the eyes of the public, the artistic conception in Lin Yunxiao's sound changed again. He clearly stood between Pingdi, and it felt like he had flew above the sky, overlooking the life, and the world.

Where does the flowers start, where do I come from?

The empty landscape is long, the wood leaf wind is..

Flying flowers are light like dreams, silk rain is as thin as worry.

The sudden changing flute sound made everyone caught off guard, and it was like a dream, and the next moment was immediately substituted into the mood of the flute. I was put in the vast river for a while, and I saw that the deciduous wind was lonely.

The top of the empty mountain.

How light the flowers are, like a dream. How thin the rain is, like the autumn day.

Sword light, blood mist, screaming, everything is accompanied by Xiao Yin, appearing in the Bai Gui Night Sword Array in the center of Qingyan Square.

Do you have to die if you do n’t have a sword?

I am a funeral of Hua Gong!

Lin Yun flashed in his heart. He blows the purple jade god bamboo flute, and the intention of killing the intention of his heart is like blood.

I come from the sky!

Flower starts from the palm!

There is nothing in the world, given the king white horseshoe,

Puff!

In the moment, every flute blooming, there are black swordsmen who are shocked out. The bloody blood flying, countless black swordsmen, screaming screams, terrible injuries.

Powerful.

"kill!"

These black swordsmen are very crazy, as if they were dead, even if they were injured.

After landing, he still rushed to death. He wanted to take advantage of Xiao Yin's mood to end, and when he embraced it, Lin Yun directly killed Lin Yun.

court death!

Lin Yun's eyes surged, and the endless edge bloomed on him. The silver beam burst out, and his long hair spread like a waterfall.

One thought of dust is full of light, and it is a lot of mountains and rivers!

The countless ice crystal flowers are glowing with silver luster, flying out of the Lin Yun's body, like a fairy flower blooming, and the unimaginable dazzling light erupted in this vision.

Alas!

Hundreds of swordsmen in black were shocked out of the moment, and the masks on the body and the masks on the head collapsed.

Without waiting for these people to fall, Lin Yun inserted the jade flute on his waist and reached out: "Burning flower!"

Big!

The funeral flower inserted on the ground turned into a flowing light, and it was instantly held in the palm of the palm.

Now that he has torn his face, he has no need for mercy. Your kindness is just indulging in the evil thoughts of those people.

The sound of the flute was still there, Lin Yun's wrist trembled, and the burial flower that had been suppressed for a long time broke out.

Alas!

Before the hundred swordsman's swordsmanship, before these hundred swordsmen landed, they flew away like lightning. Cut the crowd's care of the body, and many flesh were like a bubble.

The residual limbs are broken, and the blood is splashed in four points, blood splashes, and the life is died.
Chapter completed!