Practice starts with skill points

Circle mountain, a valley in the southeast.

The forces of the two sides are competing for a half meter height, green and bright, with the thickness of the arms, and the small trees filled with a strong breath.

There are three fruits on the small tree, the size of the fist, Jin Chancan, and the faint purple pattern, with a strong fragrance, refreshing.

This is the spirit rhyme, which has a clear heart and understanding the effect of Dao Yun.

Ordinary people have eaten a lot of enlightenment, and if they realize the artistic conception, that is, warriors such as swordsmanship and boxing, can greatly enhance the mood perception.

It can be said to be the biggest treasure in the entire seven -star secret.

"These nine -eyed spider is killed by the four of me. The Lingyun Dao Guoli should be owned by us. On the face of the Seven Stars, I am willing to give up a retreat. Don't bully people too much."

A man in his forties, a man holding a long gun, said.

Behind him, there are three people, two men and one woman, but each of the three of them are injured.

And a huge black hair spider lying on the side, nine eyes have nine eyes on the cheeks of the spider, but there is a huge blood hole on the skull, which is still nourishing. Essence

"Hum! See the killing of you in the nine -eyed spider, and give you a magnificent one. Don'tast you don't eat or eat."

The cold voice of Qixingzong said.

Although there were only three here, the three of them were facing the momentum of the four people.

This is the three people standing in the triangle. The most long -sighted man is a middle -aged man holding a long knife. On the right side of him is Shi Yunyi.

If you look closely, you will find that the two people will faintly protect Shi Yun behind.

The two sides were angry, one side was angry, one party was overbearing, and they did not do it for a while.

"Lingyun Dao Guo? Haha, finally let me find it."

At this moment, a voice came from not far away.

After a while, a young man wearing a black robe, a sword eyebrow, and a handsome face came across.

He looked forward, and saw the two sides beside the stalemate, a huge black hair spider lying on the ground, and the wound was still emerging with green blood.

Not far from this black hair spider, three tree pornographic fruits on a small tree are shining in the sun, making a golden light.

"Sure enough, it is a spirit rhyme. It is the so -called seeker. There are three spirit rhymes. What about we divide it?"

The coming person was Zhong Lin, and he glanced at the two people with a smile on his face, and his eyes stayed when he swept away.

Zhong Lin's bland words seemed to be overbearing in the ears of the scene, beyond doubt.

One by one was burning in the anger, and the killing was boiling.

Well, our Zongmen warriors negotiate with each other here. You have run over and do it.

Among the seven star sects, the young man with a long sword was angry, and he had to attack.

The horn handle in his hand was suddenly held, and he turned his head subconsciously to watch, but saw that Shiyun shook his head with a dignified face.

Although there are some puzzles, this young man holding the sword still listened to the proposal very silently.

"court death."

The martial arts of the other side did not have such a good temper. A young warrior holding a long knife yelled, and the long knife in his hand smashed against Zhong Lin's void, and a dozens of long blue swords were split.

This is not the way to live, and wants to kill Zhong Lin.

Zhong Lin's look became cold, and his clothes hunting, and when he found the knife, he suddenly shocked.

Step! Bow!

boom!

The foot of Zhong Lin was shocking, and the ground within a few feet of square fell in line with a deep sinking, and then countless soils rose up, and the surrounding trees collapsed.

Boom!

In the fierce wind, Zhong Lin whistled, and the strong body squeezed out the air in front of him unreasonablely. One step was dozens of feet, and a rolling dust dragon raised behind him.

Zhong Lin's body swinged, and his body suddenly stretched in the high -speed movement. The spine was raised like a dragon ascended to the sky. In the sound of the air and crying of the air, the five fingers suddenly closed, pinched the boxing, and burst together. Including the blue sword.

The young man with a knife shocked, his eyes were shrinking.

The main reason is that Zhong Lin's fist is too violent. The fist printing burst into his knife just as soon as he squeezed it, which made him feel a terrible pressure, just a mess.

Huh!

After exploding the knife, the boxing print was still empty.

"kill!"

The young man holding a knife yelled, and his long knife was chopped again.

Buw!

In the sound of a faint knife, the light flowed out like the moonlight, and the rolling air flow around was split by the rising knife light, and silently went straight to Zhonglin's bully punch.

It seemed like a knife chopped, but it seemed to wave tens of millions of knives at the same time.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"Good sword!"

In the sound of the storm, Zhong Lin also admired.

"Unfortunately, it is a knife method, not a person, no knife, even if it is strong, it is just a flower shelf."

In the rolling waves of the hurricane, the huge golden iron sounded several times, and the scattered sword light fisting wind split the surrounding land out of the deep gully.

Zhong Lin crushed the long knife, opened the five fingers, and pressed directly on the head of the knife.

"careful."

"don't want."

"Start."

The younger brothers and sisters who have been watching the war next to the war, seeing this scene change, especially the middle -aged brothers with a long gun, even raised the long gun in their hands, the gun came out like a dragon, and directly facing towards the dragon. Zhong Lin's Liuyang Kui headed away and wanted to save Wei Zhao.

Zhong Lin's left hand suddenly stretched out, and the five fingers closed suddenly, and the air was squeezed out like it in essence.

"What?"

The middle -aged brother watched Zhong Lin's long gun, and his exposed skin couldn't even open his guns.

when!

In the sound of the golden iron strike, the long gun was hit on Zhonglin's boxing print, and suddenly a loud noise made like chopping the copper bell.

The five fingers opened, the golden palm grabbed on the head of the gun, and then pressed it gently.

The middle -aged brother's face changed madly. At this moment, he found a huge force from his pupil tiger head gun, which made him feel unable to hold it.

Crazy running spirit yuan, long guns vibrated, and the palm of the palm made a heartbroken friction.

"come over."

With a stretch of stretching, Xuan Tie Hu's head gun came out and became the loot of others.