Sovereign of the Era

When the silver spear was held in Leng Aoran's hand, the night turned from scarlet to bloody red. The crescent moon was hidden in the blood, like a beauty with red makeup.

Weird, gorgeous, creepy.

In this night, Lin Yun stands in the void with a silver moon mask on his face. The body is blooming with silver brilliance, and a long silver hair is splitting down, which is much longer than the usual green silk.

Whoa!

Silver hair slightly raised in the wind, Lin Yun holding a purple jade God bamboo flute, fell on a broken ruins.

Bury the flower boy!

Cold Ao ran staring at each other, eyes flashing blood light, mouth with a smile. His appearance, in this moonlight, looks very strange, as if at any time can distort the human mind.

A look can make people fall into the purgatory like environment of Shura, fall into it forever and fall into madness.

"After seeing my Xuantian heavy armor, and knowing that the holy soldiers have fallen into my hands, you dare to appear, which is really beyond my expectation." Cold Ao ran a face evil smile, unscrupulously looked at Lin Yun.

He and Yan Teng three people before the fight, vaguely aware that there is a distant gaze.

Leng Ao ran didn't care, especially after he got the holy soldier, he didn't care.

It's ok if the other party doesn't show up. If he does, he will die.

Bury the flower boy?

Hehe, just looking for death!

"Let's go."

Lin Yun looked at the hole in his shoulder. The blood was still flowing. The man was not hurt lightly. If the peak state, holding the holy soldiers, Lin Yun also have to fear a little.

But that's all. Now that you're injured and you know all your cards, there's nothing to be afraid of.

"You guys, you can't see the coffin without tears. I'll see who you are under the mask!"

Leng Ao ran laughed and stepped out.

His speed was so fast that he almost disappeared from the public's view, but he had just taken a step. Xiao sound immediately sounded, a purple iris flower, as if out of thin air in general bloom.

Dang!

Leng Ao ran waved the silver spear in his hand and chopped the flying purple iris flowers. However, he was forced out of his body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without waiting for him to respond, the continuous Xiao sound accompanied by the meaning of Tongtian sword kept ringing under the wind of Lin Yun.

At the same time, Lin Yun's eyes closed, and his blue shirt stirred up, and purple iris flowers burst out from his body.

After a while, snow fell all over the sky.

The sound of Xiao is dripping with rain. It can be seen all over the sky. It is a sea of flowers, which can be heard everywhere. It is also like a beauty like the moon. It is independent and evocative.

The sound of this flute can be seen, heard and imagined. In the long sky, once the wind and moon are full of boundless snow and wind.

Magnificent vision, magnificent!

Galloping thunder magic sword's face immediately became ugly. He wanted to kill him. He directly suppressed the other party with his silver gun in his hand, and took off Lin Yun's mask directly.

But I didn't expect that I took a step and was repelled by the Xiao sound.

Dang Dang Dang!

The silver spear in his hand was dazzled by his waving. The purple kite flowers were chopped and the sword light was broken.

But he couldn't get close to him. Instead, under the pressure of Xiao Yin, he retreated step by step.

Hiss!

A petal flew away, the thunder sword didn't avoid in time, and there were bloodstains on the cheek.

"Endless!"

Leng Ao ran flashed anger in his eyes. With one move, he directly poured the star into the holy soldiers.

Boom!

In an instant, a hundred holy patterns were blooming, and a fierce and incomparable pressure rose. The holy soldiers in his hands were much stronger than Yan Teng.

Click! CLICK!

In the void, countless petals were broken. He was holding a silver gun to destroy the withered and decayed, and he drove straight into the snow and petals.

Boom!

Lin Yun's long hair was flying in a flash, his sharp edge was blooming, and his pleasant Xiao sound turned into a startling long tune.

It is like the wanzhang waterfall rolling back in the wind and soaring into the sky. At the same time, his intention of Tongtian sword keeps rising, from Xiaocheng to Dacheng, and then to the peak of Tongtian.

Hum!

The elongated sound of the flute, like the chirping of a Phoenix, reaches its peak at the same time with the meaning of Tongtian sword.

The silver spear, which was driven straight in, was blocked by a sound wave and a vision of sword meaning when it was still two Zhang away from Lin Yun.

The point of the gun is bright, with thunder and lightning as blood, dazzling.

However, no matter how hard galloping thunder sword demons exert, they can never break through such a powerful vision.

Boom!

On the ruins, Lin Yun's closed eyes suddenly open at the moment.

In an instant, Lin Yunda's sharp Xiao sound, which reached the peak, suddenly turned mildly. It is like a wind dragon, turning in the clouds, the faster and faster, will be like the blood of the night.Whoa!

The clouds cleared and the stars fell all over the sky.

Lin Yun a silver robe, put on the stars from the sky, his fingers quickly kept moving. This piece of purple kite dance music, fast to the limit that people can't imagine, the stars falling on him seem to be distorted.

The sword shadows burst out from his body and formed a sword array in the blink of an eye.

The purple kite sword array is unparalleled in the world!

The shadow of the sword formed an array, and Lin Yunren rose from the ruins, carrying the boundless sword meaning and carrying the stars all over the sky, forced forward in the snowflakes.

The face of galloping thunder demon sword changed greatly. He put away the holy gun and replaced the sword he had used before.

It is not suitable for him to replace sword with gun.

Waving the sword light in his hand, you can clearly see that every sword light of his turned into a blood electric dragon. The dragon was like a magic whip hundreds of feet long, beating on the sword array.

However, the sword array is just like a mountain. With the blessing of Tongtian sword meaning and Xiao sound, there is no flaw in it.

The shadow of running thunder magic sword, in full view of the public, was constantly forced back by Lin Yun.

"Nine Dragons break the sky!"

Leng Ao ran held back and bowed incomparably. He was completely angry. With a sword, the sea of blood was empty. In the vast sea of blood, nine dragon shadows burst out of the sea and roared toward the purple kite sword array.

In this moment, the world was dyed with blood, and everyone felt the madness of running thunder magic sword.

Lin Yun is in the least fear, he is like the wind and rain, the sound of the flute, suddenly heavy up. Every sound of Xiao is like a mountain rising from the ground, as if the earth had collapsed. The eardrum of people was shaking and dizzy.

Purple kite sword array, reverse!

Nine to one, Fengming Chaoyang!

The majestic sword array suddenly reversed, and Lin Yun's originally terrible sword intention became more and more frightening in the reversal. After nine turns, he reached the terrible sword meaning of nearly four grades.

Boom!

The flying nine blood dragons, flapping on the reversed sword array, and in the void, burst out a dazzling light.

It's terrible!

All the people were staring at all this. They didn't expect that a person could force the thunder sword to such a level with only a flute.

Bang!

In the bright and chaotic light, a Feng Ming sounds, and the sun rises behind Lin Yun.

In the light of the sunrise, the blood was scattered all over the sky, and Lin Yun came out of the sun. He was rich and handsome, with extraordinary appearance, just like a God, shining.

Poop!

The cold and proud nine bloody dragon was completely crushed by the sword array. A mouthful of blood vomited out, and there was no time to breathe. In the array of swords, there were ice phoenixes with flowing lights and colors, and swooped towards him.

The sound of Xiao is slow and continuous. It is the ice Phoenix that spreads its wings and puts on a layer of holy light.

Bang!

The thunder flying sword flies out in the air, and the whole person is like a broken kite, falling towards the distance.

Wheezing!

In the middle of the sky, the sound of Dongxiao is deep in the sky, resounding through the heaven and earth, as if the colorful clouds chasing the moon, flying across the sky.

"Xuantian heavy armor!"

Just when people realized that the falling thunder sword was bound to die, he suddenly had a terrible edge. A layer of Dark Armor exudes a metallic luster, shining all over the sky, with infinite pressure on the body, after all, the astrological realm.

Xuantian treasure book!

All of them were stunned and suddenly remembered that this man was still a disciple of xuantianzong, and that the strongest card had not been used.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

The thunderbolt sword, relying on Xuantian's heavy armor and carrying Xiao Yin, rushed to kill him. His eyes were red with blood, and the whole person was trapped in the magic.

Click!

The dark sky heavy armor on his body, in the constant approaching, there is a crack burst. But after all, he rushed into the purple kite sword array, and the speed of the heavy armor breaking was accelerating. Leng Ao ran did not care.

"It's time for you to die, young master Hua!"

Cold Ao ran grim smile, the voice has not fallen, the sword light then stabbed out.

He is very accurate. Lin Yun's song of purple kite flying has come to an end. As long as he has survived the most dangerous sword array and killed the opponent, one sword can solve the other side.

Under the attention of the public, his sword directly stabbed Lin Yun's heart, and the ground immediately sounded countless startling voices.

But Leng Ao ran was immediately surprised to find that there were many holy lines around the other side's heart. He could not pierce through this sword.

Just as he was about to retire, Lin Yun put down his flute and pointed it out.

One leaf, one Bodhi, one flower, one world!

Seven flowers bloom and overlap behind Lin Yun. When he points out, the majestic sword light passes through.

Poop!

Leng Aoran's Xuantian heavy armor suddenly disintegrated, and there was a terrible hole in his body. The whole person was directly blasted out.

His face was so pale that he couldn't imagine. His breath was so weak that he didn't dare to stay for a long time after landing. He ran away crazily with his remnant body.Poof!

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth overflowed and smeared with blood, and fell slowly from the air. With the protection of the silver moon mask, a sword failed to pierce his heart.

But he was also injured, but not as serious as Leng Ao ran, the strength of the first World War was still there.

"Lin Yun, are you ok?" In the sword case, xiaobingfeng asked nervously.

Lin Yun light way: "you don't care, you go after the thunder magic sword, he can't run too far."

"Someone's coming after me."

"Don't mind. I know who it is. Go after someone first."

"Oh."

Lin Yun turned around and turned his body in the void. In the blink of an eye, he fell on a huge stone with his knees crossed.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Not long ago, in his field of vision, there are three figures first appeared. Yanteng, Xuanfei and Leilan, with their three lineage disciples, are not good looking and rush to come.

Seeing Lin Yun sitting with his knees crossed and blood stains on his mouth, Yan Teng's eyes brightened and his heart was filled with joy.

This guy got hurt!

I knew that just that cold and arrogant killing sword, absolutely can't be so easy next.

"Bury the flower childe, did not expect!" Yan Teng raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with satisfaction. Even if you forced away the galloping thunder magic sword, it still fell into my hands in the end.

He is now forced to a desperate situation. The saint soldier is robbed by the thunder running magic sword and makes a dog for the other party in public.

It's a dead end to go back to xuanwang palace. But if you take back the head of Huagong, the elder martial brother may spare him a life.

"He killed a lot of evil cults in the last month. I'm afraid his wealth is unimaginable!" Xuanfei's eyes twinkled with greed and licked his dry tongue and lips.

Lei Lan's eyes were burning and he said in a cold voice: "ha ha, he is afraid that the mask on his face is a sacred vessel!"

Sacristy!

Yan Teng's eyes instantly became hot, if you can take it back, I'm afraid it can offset the loss of the holy soldiers.

"Kill him!"

Yan Teng ordered the disciples of xuanwang hall behind him, Xuanfei and Leilan gave the same order.

The three people were seriously injured. Even though duding was stabbed at the center of the mouth, he had no strength to fight the first World War, and still did not dare to take too much risk.

Shua! Shua!

The three disciples in the rear immediately fell on Lin Yun's body. Their eyes were full of killing intention, but they were a little afraid.

Just after the first World War, the burial of huagongzi was astonishing to them.

"Are you sure you want to work for him?"

Lin Yun's tone did not fluctuate, his eyes swept over and asked calmly.

"Kill him, divide the treasure equally!" Yan Teng's eyes were gloomy and cold, and said with gnashing teeth.

Wheezing!

A group of people immediately did not hesitate. The disposition of these three disciples was not so good. On that day, the hall of Qiu's family also ridiculed Lin Yun.

At present, hearing the words of Yan Teng's treasure sharing equally, one by one, one by one, there is no hesitation.

Die!

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with indifference, and the purple jade God bamboo flute was placed on his lips, and the sound of the flute sounded instantly.

He's playing the sword!

One sword cuts the clouds, one sword breaks nine days.

One sword swings the eight wastelands, one sword level the whole world.

Floating clouds nine days, eight barren Four Seas!

Xiao sound such as waves, a wave higher than a wave, storm, waves rush into the sky. The storm comes and goes quickly. The short and violent sound of Xiao sounds in the sky, and the lightning tears the void.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The flying disciple of the three schools, who had just been in the air and had not yet approached Lin Yun, was shaken to his head by Xiao Yin in the middle of the air.

Blood splashes everywhere, all people are like fireworks, the picture is beautiful and cruel.

Yan Teng's three faces turned white. They saw the terrible scene in front of them. They only felt that their legs and feet were weak and their whole body was shaking.

Is this the strength of buried flower childe?

Is this the pressure that galloping thunder magic sword is facing just now?

In this way, the galloping thunder sword can last for such a long time, and almost stabbed Lin Yun with one sword. His strength is even more terrible than the three people imagine.

But the person in front of me is more terrible!

On the boulder, Lin Yun suddenly got up and looked at the three people coldly. The three of them are in the concussion of the Xiao sound, and the blood is constantly overflowing from the mouth. It seems that the aftersound of the sword still reverberates in the ears.

"Do you think I'm so hurt that I don't even have the strength to fight? I'll wait for you Lin Yun said coldly, without a trace of emotion in his voice.

Yan Teng panic uneasy way: "who are you in the end?"

"Who am I? Forget it so soon? "

Lin Yun laughed and took off the mask on his face. The beautiful and beautiful face was immediately and completely presented to the three people.

Lin Yun!

Burying the flower childe, it was just Lin Yun of the heaven spirit realm. The jaw of the three people almost fell off.

How could that be possible?

Lin Yun pinned the purple jade God bamboo flute in his waist, one by one, came to the three people, staring at Yan Teng, making the latter feel unimaginable fear.He wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but his legs trembled and he didn't listen to him.

"Since you don't stand fast, don't take it!"

Lin Yun calls out the funeral flowers, the sword light flickers, Yan Teng's knee is chopped instantly, plops a sound to kneel down.

"Lin Yun, you want to die!" Yan Teng was heartrending. He glared at Lin Yun and said angrily, "you bastard, you dare to kill me. The Fuyun sword clan will be destroyed!"

"You dog eyes like to be arrogant, so you'd better not!"

Lin Yun is a sword across, Yan Teng's eyes, in an instant was abandoned, blood gushed from the eyes.

"My eyes!"

Yan Teng pain panic, his hands covered his eyes, can not help shaking.

"Since you like to deceive people, you'd better not use them!"

Lin Yun waved out two swords, the sword light flickered, blood such as spring, Yan Teng's arms immediately flew out.

"No! no No

Yan Teng roared in despair. He regretted to the point that he could not add more. He did not think that a spirit humiliated two days ago would retaliate in such a cruel way two days later.

"Hurt my pet, humiliate my dignity, you dog head can roll, next life don't be a man!"

Lin Yun flies by with a sword, and Yan Teng's head flies out alone.

Silence!

Xuanfei and Leilan have long been scared silly, they look at all of this, open mouth no matter how loud.

They What kind of existence did they provoke?

Plop!

They fell to their knees and said in a trembling voice, "Lin Lin Yun, he is the mastermind, Yan Teng It's the mastermind. We really don't want to be enemies with you. "

"I am the most fair person. You both give me a hand, and I will give you a sword at night."

Without waiting for the two to finish their words of begging for mercy, Lin Yun waves out his sword and returns it to its scabbard.

Bang!

Two people's neck suddenly blood spatter, two people try to cover the neck, but how can not stop the continuous gushing out of the blood.

Lin Yun put on a mask, a head of silver hair in the wind.

In the eyes of other sectarian disciples, he played a tune that no one could understand, blowing the flute and wearing the moonlight. He stood up with his sword and sang loudly, and walked away on the clouds.

A broken heart, where to find a bosom friend.

A song of chaos, we are not in the pool, this sword body will be extraordinary!

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