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DANGER!

This is like a crude Yanlong, but the breath on it is awe inspiring.

But it's more frightening than a thousand dragons.

Without any worry, everyone took up their weapons again, but at the moment, the old force was gone, and the new force was not born. Coupled with the power of Lin Hao's sword, few people were able to cope with it.

"Ah

Soon, the two disciples who were gradually stained with scarlet flame fell to the ground, and their life and death were uncertain.

As soon as the war started, Lin Hao didn't get hurt, but he broke two disciples first, which made many people angry.

"No sword, disciple! This boy is weird. He is so skillful in sword Qi! Come on

For a moment, both Jianzong and daozong were despised. After all, they didn't like to be killed. Now seeing Lin Hao's terrible fighting power, they naturally should pay attention to it.

The rest of the disciples rushed to Lin Hao and wanted to kill him quickly.

For a moment, the scene of the murderous dust more diffuse into the sky, two at the moment finally moved the real.

With the help of smart pace, Lin Hao moves around on the field, sometimes East and West, and the weaker one can't even touch the corner of Lin Hao's clothes.

"Stop him!"

Lin Hao's body suddenly appeared in front of the double sword disciple, in the hands of the double sword flashing terrible light, suddenly stabbed at Lin Hao.

Jianzong is the soul of the army. He wants to ignore what is obviously not realistic.

Lin Hao firmly grasped the long sword and rushed to meet the double sword disciples.

"Hum, let's have a look at my most advanced sword technique, double swallow wild dance!"

The true Qi of the double sword disciples was surging wildly, and the two swords were like two spiritual treasures. They turned into two thin sword shadows and shot at Lin Hao.

For a moment, Lin Hao felt that his whole body was full of sword shadows, and he was blocked by these two swords.

Lin Hao frowned and crossed his sword. The light blue flame overflowed from Lin Hao and protected his whole body.

The shadow of the two swords, like a flying swallow, wandered around Lin Hao's body, bumped into the real hood and stirred up ripples on the upper layer of the real hood. Even the real hood was a little flashy and fragmented.

The real hood stabilized, but it didn't break after all.

But when the double sword disciples saw that their attack didn't work, they turned pale and tried their best to win Lin Hao? Even this wonderful real hood hasn't been broken?

There's a chance!

Lin Hao shot a sword, like a flash of IP, straight at the double sword disciple's chest.

Die!

The only reaction of the double sword disciples was to bend backward.

A light blood light splashed, with a crystal scale, and pieces of stabbed pieces of cloth.

Can not kill will not kill, but the score, is must take!

Lin Hao grabbed the scales of the double sword disciple and licked the bag to his face.

"Don't hurt my elder martial brother!"

Suddenly, a group of disciples left behind. Continue to rush into the crowd and fight.

Only the double sword disciple was left to cover his chest. At that moment, he really saw death's sickle. Lin Hao wanted to kill himself. It was easy!

Lucky? Or disdain?