My Script is a Supporting Role

Lin Jin knows that he will eventually surpass all the mortals, and they can achieve the peaks that they can't touch them.

Is there a person like him, is these mortals can define and see?

Zheng Qingshan felt that his strength was weaker and weaker, shaking two times, finally sitting down.

Lin Jin once again raised Qing Xuanjian, and said: "After killing you, I will take Mo Chen's life."

"This world, no longer need people like you."

Zheng Qingshan heard this, but the face was screaming, "people like you ... stay in the world, what is it?"

Lin Jinbewood wrinkled, Qing Xuan sword once again.

"!"

A golden sword appeared in front of Zheng Qingshan, hit a bunch of fierce fire with the Qing Xuanjian.

"uncle!!!"

Mo Chen's grief roar suddenly in the room.

The blue soul of the blue is rolled with the wind. When the soul of the soul, the appearance of the soul, the appearance of Zheng Qingshan, and reached the neck of Zheng Qingshan blood splash.

However, he is still late.

Zheng Qingshan's vitality has been cut off by Lin Jinyijian.

Zheng Qingshan smiled weakly, "... Uncle ... can't see ... You marry your wife ..."

The breath is gradually weak until it is broken.

"Don't !!!"

Mo Chen hugged Zheng Qingshan, desperately shaking, but the wretched little old man, but no longer responded to him.

In the night in the distance, Mo Tu is like a crazy beast in the northwestern wasteland.

His double eyes have become red, and the blood tears are ooze from the eyes.

The meta-like volcano is in his body, and the golden magic flame is all ignited, and the soul of the soul, the soul of the soul, is only incinerated between the moment.

There is no blister of the soul of the soul, the eaten evergares have ever flourished in the whole body of Mo Chen, combined with Mo Chen himself.

But the beast has been bored by the soul of the soul, and it can no longer recover.

The power of strong monster, the skeleton of Mo Chen face began to become prominent, the pointed stretched out from the mouth, and there were countless slender black hair on the skin.

"!"

The clothes of Mo Chen have been broken, and the two black feathers have gone from his back, and the wing is unfolded, and there are more than ten feet.

Mo Chen is a sound, and the figure is suddenly accelerated. If a black meteor is rushing through the night sky of the northwest.

In the inn, Lin Jin's cold looks at the soul of the soul, said: "You can do it here, it is really let me accident."

"But just right, you are here, save me, I have to go to you."

The soul of the body of Zheng Qingshan is divided into hands and holds the golden sword. The violent energy is in an instant to explode in the room.

"boom!"

The entire room was crushed.

Small dust, debris flies.

The body of Lin Jin's body is bursting in the room, and it will be emitted out, and it is softly outside the inn.

"!"

Mo Chen's soul is divided by one hand holding a sword, sprouting from the diffuse smoke dust, and the whole speed attacks the past.

"Lin Jin !!!"

"present day!"

"It's your death !!!"

Lin Jinfang took a sense of contempt, the swords on the Qing Xuan sword suddenly rose, and the sound of swordshots were hung in the air.

Five-product swords: swordsmanship.

However, Mo Chen's soul is broken, and the golden sword will be opened to Lin Jin's head.

This sword has no swords, swords, and there is no hacker.

Just as cut as a chopped dish, cut down.

Just, the golden sword is in the moment of being cut, it is like three feet long. It is like the Tianfu soldiers, as if you want to make Lin Jin Yutian into a meat.

Lin Jin's brow, greenery, the big Qingxuan sword, did not fear.

"You think it is big, can you better than me?"

"You are too big!"

"!!!"

The huge golden sword is heavy, on the sword of Qing Xuan Jian, issues a vibrating eardrum.

A strong force has made Lin Jin body to the next, and the force penetrates the body into the ground, and the blue stone under the foot is also cracking.

Lin Jinxin head.

"This guy is just a soul, how do you force this?"

However, Mo Chen did not plan to give him any time, the golden giant sword once again, and he did not leave a sword with a sword.

"!"

"!"

"!"

"!"

Lin Jinyi can't adapt to this nearly chaotic play of Mo Chen, although the recruitment will take a dozen steps.

Football, the sound of the bluestone on the ground.

The inn is shocked by the treasurer, the treasurer, the helper, and the guests are all awkward.

But just visited the head, I saw a huge sword of the three embarrassments waving in the air, and I was shocked when I left.

"This is ... Is the sword become fine?"

I have to hear the continuous rope of Jin Rong, and then look at it, I found that two people were fighting.

Everyone is amazing, it is fear, and it is shrunk into the inn, carefully looks.

"It turned out that the practitioner was playing."

"This, this big sword ... is too fierce?"

In the shopkeeper looks at the room that is shocked, you want to cry without tears.

"My ... the house ..."

Next to a running hall, he quickly pulled him, lowered the voice: "The shopkeeper, you don't call ..."

"You didn't look at the guy, how much the sword is, if he is swing over, I estimate that this inn has been flattened."

The shopkeeper is hurt, and the outside is horrified. "My old ancestors, they can don't hit it anymore."

After more than ten swords, Lin Jin gradually stabilized the feet, cold and cold. "It turns out that it is very dangerous!"

Lin Jin is quickly plunged, and the sword is flashing. The fierce swords are stunned with the sound of the swords, and they are cross-cut in the air of tens of fertilies.

Lin Jin snorted.

"sword!"

"It's not you use!"

For a sword repair, swords are the strongest attack.

Take the sword like a knife, just the way the door is the way.

Which is that Mo Chen didn't pay attention to him at all, and the swords of Lin Jin were welcomed, and the golden giant sword was directly smashed.

The giant sword waves, the air suddenly sounded the sound of thundering, and the fierce and unflexible swords were scratched from the sword of the giant sword.

Lin Jin's eyes suddenly wide.

"You ... how could ..."

Mo Chen actually broke out with his the same sword.

Swordsman!

What makes him amazed is that the swords of Mo Chen have been intended to be extremely strong, which makes the power more powerful than him.

"impossible!"

Complete heart.

The swords of every sword repair understand are all from the heart.

So even if the teacher is looking at the same sword, it is impossible to have two swords of swords.