Lin Ya and Lin Wushuang are extraordinary people. They not only don't want to run, but also think about how to fight for it. Lin Ya stops Lin Wushuang, who releases the heart of the sword. Lin Ya stands in front of the man in black.

The man in black covered his body with a loose black robe, and his face was covered with black breath. Only his pupils with a little red meaning were exposed, and the strong killing intention in his eyes could still be seen.

It is not so easy to say who is right and who is wrong for Lin Ya Bu Yu, a man in black. But he must be in charge.

He only hated the man in black. Xiangye village was destroyed. Grandfather Huang and his mother Xiaohu died in the hands of the man in black. This is the person he was closest to from childhood to adulthood. The disappearance of xiaoyueer is the knot in his heart.

"No nonsense. I killed your Linfei son. I know who you are."

Lin Wushuang in the rear heard Lin Ya's words and looked at the man in black, "it turns out that Lin Liuxiang is the master."

At present, the pupil of the man in black shrinks, and he doesn't look at Lin Wushuang, and his hoarse laughter spreads out, "ha ha ha, boy, you'll stay here tonight. Since you know who I am, you'll both die here."

The machete in his hand drew towards Lin Ya's neck and head. Facing the fierce force and the strange body method, Lin Ya narrowly avoided the blow.

After avoiding this attack, Lin ya did not retain his own strength. He released his martial arts cultivation in the extreme state, and white airs spread all over his body. Then he rushed to the sky cover.

Lin Liu in front of him is obviously a well-informed person. Looking at the white smell spreading all over Lin ya, he stops his machete and points to Lin ya, "you are indeed the reverse of heaven and earth!"

Lin Wushuang in the rear also showed a shocking look on his face and looked at Lin Ya's back, "I said how can you make my heart full of the desire for World War I! It turns out to be the reverse of heaven and earth. "

The light words Lin Wushuang looked at Lin ya up and down. Although he was shocked by the practice of extreme state, he also grasped the knife in his hand and was ready to attack Lin Liu at all times.

The power of this extreme state is much stronger than that when fighting with Lin Nantian. The strength of this extreme state is equal to that of the man in black in front of him. Looking at the cultivation of the extreme state, the black man's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Heaven and earth rebel can't infer from common sense that the concentration of martial Qi is almost the same as mine, but do you think it can fight me?"

See forest flow around the black gas spread up, this overflow of black gas toward the forest flow of the body drill, the momentum of the forest flow continues to climb.

Lin Ya has seen this move in Lin Nantian and Lin's children who join the evil spirit division camp. After the black gas enters the body, it will temporarily increase its own strength.

At the beginning, Lin Nan Tian's ten sections of martial arts cultivation, after using this move, he was infinitely close to the cultivation of the martial spirit realm. Looking at the man in black in front of him, he didn't know what kind of cultivation he would be promoted to.

In his perception, this man is the first level cultivation of Wuling state. When the black gas enters the body, Lin Ya is surprised to find that he is already the third level cultivation of Wuling state.

Its momentum is not as powerful as Zitong, but it is a little stronger than Lin Beitian. It can be inferred that it is the cultivation of the second section of Wuling state that he came to find his own trouble.

When the black gas entered the body, Lin Liu showed a satisfied look. "This feeling is good, but I don't know how much more strength I can increase after the essence of martial arts extreme state enters my body."

Lin Ya's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and no longer beat him with a stick. In the dark, a white light collided with a strong black light, and swept up with dust all over the sky.

The momentum of the intersection of the two has already made the four people in black of Lin Liu and his gang avoid a long distance. How could Lin Wushuang miss such a good opportunity and take a short knife to step on the wind and go towards the four men in black.

There is no problem in dealing with the four minions with his strength. While attacking, he always pays attention to Lin Ya's fighting, so that Lin Ya can go to support when he can't hold on.

The white light and black light hit each other, holding a potholed iron bar and hitting Lin Liu together. Without the addition of the spirit of martial arts, Lin Ya obviously suffered a lot in the face of a real martial spirit monk.

At the moment, he was dressed in rags. If he had not practiced the eighth layer of skin essence of Sansheng Bolong technique granted by purple pupil, he would have become a pile of meat.

Now he has to lament the power of the three saints of the purple pupil's Bolong technique. Only eight times of practice can refine his skin into such a shape.

He didn't fight with a real friar of Wuling realm before. He didn't have a concept of his body building skills. Now it seems that the effect is very good.

However, every time I was hit by a knife, there was a burst of pain. It has been more than 20 rounds since the two hit each other. Each time, Lin Ya bit his teeth with pain.

Lin Liu is also quite shocked by Lin Ya's body refining technique. He has not broken his skin even though he has been stabbed for more than ten times. The more so, his eyes show a strong color of greed.

"You are absolutely not Lin Ya's iron rock decision!"

Lin Ya didn't speak, and the bright eyed people could see it. He saw the greedy color in Lin Liu's eyes, and the corner of his mouth turned, "do you want it?"

"Kill you and explore your divinity. It's all mine! Ha ha. "After the words, "Dangdang!" The machete hit the iron stick of Lin Ya and cut the iron stick of Lin ya. The iron stick in his hand is only half the length of one meter and five.

Looking at the broken iron stick Lin bud shook his head, I wanted to use this iron stick to accompany his long cultivation road. Naifan is an instrument, which is not comparable to the blade in Lin Liu's hand.

At this time, he simply threw the iron staff in his hand, and he did not use the feeling of war with Lin Nantian after splitting so many times. The iron staff was cut off again. He simply threw only half of the iron staff and put up the eight kinds of random boxing.

"Boy, what else do you take to fight me because the weapon is broken?" The snake like martial spirit spreads around the body, and the forest flow is approaching at a strange pace. At this moment, the mouth reveals a cruel smile.

The knife in hand has been aimed at the neck of Lin ya, the sound of the wind burst, the strong black air spread the forest knife light, as if already saw the scene of the forest bud head landing..

"Actually, my most powerful is my fist."

He was lucky to catch up with Zen soft steps. His walking step seemed to have finished another point in the moment of life and death. This point represents the transition into a small state.

The step of catching Zen is the superior skill of the Xuan step. The small step of catching Zen soft step is enough to reach the perfect level of stepping on the wind step, and then avoiding this deadly sword.

Only seeing Lin Ya's eyes slightly coagulating, he approached Lin Liu's left face with the fastest speed by catching Zen soft steps. Then Lin Liu was surprised to see Lin Liu's eyes, aiming at Lin Liu's abdomen for a moment of boxing, and came into a solid physical contact with Lin Liu's abdomen.

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