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Chapter Three Hundred and Fortieth: God Sword Sect

At this moment, what catches everyone’s eyes is an abstract body art that can be called a masterpiece.

I saw the luminous ropes, like a spider web gathering a female body protruding backwards. The ropes are directly cut into the flesh, tight and not brutal, dense and not cumbersome, and they are not violent. Rough, on the contrary, gives people a kind of power and beauty of blood swelling.

The rope shows the feminine beauty of a woman’s body in all directions, and its techniques are exquisite enough to embarrass those world-class abstract art masters-of course, if they have a chance to appreciate it.

Ordinary so-called experts, if they are fortunate enough to meet them, they definitely don’t want to judge them at the first time. Maybe they will just surrender and surrender.

After all, their humiliated bodies and humble souls simply couldn’t bear such a tempting peerless stunner.

Meiyue struggled fiercely again for a few times, but suddenly discovered that this boy’s clever binding technique completely restricted her movement, but did not add any pain and oppression to her body.

Instead, she gradually became physically and mentally happy, and felt a wonderful happiness from the inside out.

This kind of pleasant feeling, although she can’t describe it in words, at this moment, in her eye-catching eyes, there is obviously a strong signal-Little Big Brother, it turns out that you have this hobby, really. Good means…

Do you sell batches, bastard!

Lin Kun glared at her contemptuously, then shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and gestured behind her, but shook his head again…

Although the golden bullet has been drawn out by the rope, after all, that part is the weakest part of the body. If you take it directly… forget it.

At present, she is still very unskilled in the control of Mental Energy. If the force is too gentle, she may go directly to the sky…

If the strength is too heavy, she might go directly to heaven…

Alas, this is so difficult!

It seems that own technology still needs to be well polished in many aspects.

Thinking of this, Lin Kun sighed helplessly, took out a light red cloak from the five blessing bag, and put it on Meiyue’s body casually, then rolled up his sleeves, and wanted to take the bullet out of her.

Just when his fingers were about to touch his body, suddenly, a coldly drink, suddenly sounded in the clouds.

“stop it now!”

Lin Kun sighed helplessly after hearing this…

Just listen to the chaotic sound of footsteps in the clouds and mist, from far and near, a few decent figures, murderous rushing towards the place where he stood.

Before and after, among the clouds, densely packed Sword Ray flashed in an instant, as if telling people that the people who came at this moment were a group of sword men.

Oh no!

It should be the one who makes the sword!

I saw a gray robe, with a withered face, and several sharp swords stuck in his back, as if he was an old man who was trying to sell his head, slowly appearing in the clouds.

Behind him was a man dressed in a blue robe, pointed-mouthed monkey cheeks and sunken eyes, looking overly indulgent.

“It’s actually a member of the Divine Sword Sect.”

“Why are they here?!”

Upon seeing this, Manjusri was taken aback, and subconsciously muttered to himself.

“Unexpectedly, on the tenth Eighth Stage, I would still meet the outcasts of my sect.”

The gray-robed old man’s eyes were muddy, without the slightest mood swing.

“Quasi Holy Land?”

“Unexpectedly, Meiyue, a Nizi, could actually cultivate to such a level!”

He looked at Meiyue, who was tied into rice dumplings by Lin Kun from a distance, while twisting his beard with one hand, muttering to himself.

“Big Elder, this little girl, is that the dolphin you caught from the River of Forgetfulness back then?”

The young man with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, his gaze fell on Meiyue’s body far away, and there was a flash of fire in his eyes.

As a demon Kun, he has never tasted the taste of dolphins.

After all, the demon that the dolphins have achieved is too rare.

As he spoke, he gave the gray-robed old man a deep wink.

As the protector of the young master, how could the gray-robed old man fail to see what he meant, and immediately looked at Lin Kun: “This young man, this banshee is an abandoned disciple of my Excalibur Sect. Please also please raise your hands high. , It’s convenient, hand her over to the old man!”

“Excalibur Sect abandoned disciple?”

When the Peacock King and Manjusri heard this, their eyes suddenly became suspicious.

How do they know that the Divine Sword Sect is a sect handed down in the ancient prehistoric times, not comparable to other immortal mansions in the Heaven Court!

Although few people know their existence, they are comparable to the Zulong family in the vast The Three Realms!

And as a demon, Meiyue is actually an outcast of the Divine Sword Sect?

This made Manjusri and Peacock Daming King stunned.

For a while, they all cast their gazes subconsciously to Lin Kun, who stands proudly in the void.

However, in full view, Lin Kun didn’t even lift his head, just spit out a word impatiently!

“Heaven Court law enforcement god will handle the case, and irrelevant personnel can avoid it. Don’t be jerky and crooked here, it will affect the god to perform the operation!”

At the same time as his words sounded, Manjusri and Peacock Daming King on the side could not help showing an unbelievable expression.

They didn’t expect that Lin Kun would not panic when facing the ancient prehistoric sword sects like the Divine Sword Sect.

Instead, his face was full of contempt and disgust.

It’s like stepping on shit when going out!

You know, the Divine Sword Sect is a great faction in the hidden world!

Such a hidden Sect has a profound background, and most people will worship it when they see it!

Who is unwilling to make friends with this kind of hidden world faction that might bring him countless cultivation resources?

Even Western teachers will not easily provoke this kind of profound existence?

“Something good or bad!”

Upon seeing this, the gray-clothed old man couldn’t help but his face was cold: “She is the former disciple of our God General Sect. You can’t help this matter!”

“Hurry up and hand them over!”

As he said, the hand of the divine sword behind the old man began to buzz constantly, faintly with a heavy Sword intent, slowly spreading in the vast void.

“The quasi saint late stage peak?!”

King Peacock’s eyes were cold.

Although she is also the late stage of the quasi-sage, but because of the long-term lurking in the universe time and space pill, she has not thoroughly cultivated to the peak of the quasi-sage’s late stage.

Compared with the gray robe old man, who has been in this Realm for hundreds of years, it is naturally slightly worse.

And Lin Kun, who only had the late stage strength of the Taiyi Realm, couldn’t match it.

Although he and Manjusri can be worthy of dealing with the gray-robed old man, the young man with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks beside him has a frivolous face, but after careful observation, it is not difficult to find that his Cultivation Base Realm is actually no better at all. The gray robe old man is low.

Even faintly on the front line! ! !