Sovereign of the Era

Seeing the shadow of the sword all over the sky, Lin Yun stretched out his hand on the hilt of the sword and used to pull the sword out of its sheath.

Hum!

The funeral flowers trembled, and Lin Yun's eyes flashed a different color, and suddenly woke up.

The eye of baigui night walking array is the burial foil in his hand. Although I don't know the specific situation of this array, it would be very sad to draw the sword.

Think of Ye extraordinary say, a lot of people ignore the first pass, even the bottom card is not used to the first pass.

Even if lucky pass, will also die in the second pass, Lin Yun vaguely thought of something.

Perhaps, it's not that they intentionally ignored the first level, but that they didn't notice the strangeness of this array. Once the sword is drawn, some means and strength will be limited by the array, and the cards can not be used if they want to use them.

It has to be ignored.

It must be!

Lin Yun's heart suddenly realized that there was no other explanation.

And the people who broke through the barrier were all dead, and there was no way to explain the strange place of the night travel of ghosts. Others can only see that the best one does not need cards in the first level, and falls in the second level with black and blue. However, they never think that the key to the night trip of ghosts is the sword in their hands.

What a sinister means!

Lin Yun's body skims over to wipe the chill, the vision looked, discovered wants to dodge in the past already some time is too late.

Nine changes in Jinwu!

When it's time to go, Lin Yun reaches out to loosen his shoulder and urges the Jinwu nine transformation method to the extreme. In the light of many hanging swords, the figure moves and dodges back and forth.

The people who saw it were dazzled and astonished.

But even so, Lin Yun eventually lost some time. When he landed, he was injured in three places by the sword light.

Shua Shua!

The blood instantly dyed the shirt red, but it's not the key. It doesn't hurt to look at it.

"Kill!"

Seeing him landing, a hundred swordsmen in black changed their pace, which was like an overwhelming arrow. They broke the void and rushed towards Lin Yun like lightning.

Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of gold and stone collision keeps ringing, and Lin Yun sword does not come out of its sheath to resist the swordsmen in black killed by the four sides.

Even though the sword did not come out of its sheath, Lin Yun's skill was still amazing and showed his superb swordsmanship.

The body is fluttering like fallen leaves, turning back and forth, the defense is airtight.

Too much!

There are too many people. There are 100 swordsmen in black, and ten people kill him every time. Lin Yun's swordsmanship is shackled by the fact that he may not be able to fight against one another, but can rush forward in a single attack, which makes Lin Yun's sword technique suffer from shackles.

After a wave, the other party immediately another wave, a hundred people divided into ten groups, a group of ten people, can be uninterrupted attack on him.

The vast black shadow, boundless, tide up and down, continuous.

"What's the matter? Why doesn't Lin Yun pull out his sword? "

"If you don't pull out your sword, you can't hold on to it."

"If you don't pull out your sword, you will lose 50% of your sword power. What does Lin Yun think?"

The situation between the field is extremely dangerous, Lin Yun has never pulled out his sword, and the people who see it are extremely puzzled.

Although people are not very optimistic about Lin Yun's taking away qianlei sword, they are only the first level. Lin Yun should not have a big problem.

But at present, Lin Yun makes himself extremely passive.

The other side is like the tide, wave after wave, fast and fierce. No attack, blindly defend, defend in how exquisite, also will have the collapse of that moment.

"This boy, can't see anything?"

Seeing that Lin Yun didn't pull out his sword all the time, the elder of Feng family was very nervous.

Feng xuanzi sneered and said, "I can see that pulling out the sword is death. If you don't, you will die even worse. It's a dead word all over the place!"

"Yes, too."

Feng family elders, see Lin Yun's embarrassed appearance, smell speech all laugh.

This is a conspiracy. It has nothing to do with whether you can see the clue.

"You can't go on like this!"

Lin Yun thought to himself in his heart, half a sound, his eyes flashed a color of determination.

Fighting with others, there is never the truth that we only defend but not attack.

It's not so easy to kill me!

Seeing ten swordsmen in black coming again, Lin Yun's eyebrows are light and sharp in his eyes.

In the situation that everyone could not imagine, he clapped his palm on the handle of the funeral foil, and heard a loud noise.

Boom!

The scabbard finally entered the ground two inches, and the mighty sword turned into a hurricane. All the ten swordsmen in black were shaken back. Then they stood with their hands on their hands and looked at the hundred swordsmen in black coldly.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Really not pulling out the sword?"

"My God, how arrogant! It has never been heard that anyone who doesn't need a sword will break the night sword array of ghosts! "Looking at this scene, the swordsmen in the whole Qingyan square all exclaimed.

Zhao Yan and others on the Feitian stage also opened their mouths and could not speak. Their eyes were full of amazement.

"Don't..."

In the battle seat, the white elder looks nervous and can't help but stand up.

Luo Hua light big: "sit down."

White long old face tangled, very unwilling to sit down.

"Ha ha ha, the boy is completely confused. He can't hold on!" The big elder of Feng family laughed wildly on the VIP stage. His eyes showed fierce light. He seemed to have seen that Lin Yun had been torn to pieces by hundreds of swordsmen in black, and there was no place for him to be buried.

"Hum!"

Feng xuanzi snorted coldly and did not say much.

But the look on his face was cold and cold. His eyes looked at Lin Yun. The other party was already dead in his eyes.

"Hey, hey

The little wind fish held back his grin, and his face was very excited.

But at this time, Lin Yun's hands do not know when, more than a Yuxiao. When the bamboo flute was placed on his lips, Lin Yun's long hair, which was separated from the middle, flew up and down without wind.

At that moment, Lin Yun's nearly perfect facial features, beautiful to flawless face, let all the women on the scene couldn't help but feel excited.

How beautiful!

But I'm afraid of you.

Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu, yin and Yang 12 temperament, temperament, not into this door, are Sanskrit.

As soon as you enter this gate, you will hear the voice of the marquis!

Lin Yun micro closed eyes, in the other side killed the moment, fierce open.

Boom!

The magnificent sword meaning, with the crazy upsurge at the moment, shows unprecedented sharp edge in an instant.

The sound of the Marquis is is like a sword in the sky with half a step. It is a sacred vessel, a purple jade and a bamboo flute. Playing a piece of dust light sword, I asked, where does the flower start?

The sound of the flute is like the roar of the emperor, the sound is ear shaking and the sky is shaking.

All the swordsmen in black who were covered by the sword idea became stiff in an instant, and were shrouded by the boundless sword power without much time to think about it. Under the oppression of the voice of kings and princes, it felt like the common people were facing the emperor.

It's like walking on thin ice!

As far as I can see, I dare not look directly at you!

Sonorous!

The fierce hundred swordsmen can't get close to Lin Yun in an instant. Under the influence of the sound of Xiao, Lin Yun's disadvantage is eliminated in an instant.

A hundred swordsmen were in a mess in an instant. They were unable to form an array.

In the center of Qingyan square, there are sword lights flashing, and every swordsman in black is facing this unimaginable sword power.

With the sound of Xiao slowly blooming, Lin Yun's whole body burst out with silver light, and his green shirt was flying. He is like an immortal falling in the middle of the moon. His flute sound is ethereal, and his sword sense is huge and boundless.

Looking at this scene, the whole people in Qingyan square were stunned, and they couldn't close their mouths in surprise.

How could that be possible?

With only one flute sound, the night walking sword array of ghosts was suppressed. The swordsmen in green who walked in the array just played the jade flute in their hands, which made a hundred swordsmen in black miserable.

With one enemy and one hundred, in turn, all the opponents are suppressed.

"This..."

The little wind fish on the flying platform flashed a moving color in his eyes, and his face was extremely embarrassed.

The sound of the flute is dim and the sword is like an immortal.

In the full view of the public, the artistic conception of Lin Yun's Xiao sound changes again. Standing clearly between the plains, he can give people the feeling that he has already flown above the clouds, overlooking all living beings and dominating the world.

Where do flowers start? Where do I come from.

The mountains and rivers are empty, and the wind of trees and leaves is the owl.

Flying flowers light as a dream, silk rain as thin as sorrow.

The sudden change of the sound of the flute caught everyone off guard, suddenly like a dream, and then the next moment was immediately replaced into the artistic conception of the flute. A moment in the vast river, will see the leaves with the lonely wind, floating on the top of the empty mountain.

How light a flower is, like a dream. How thin the rain is, like the melancholy of autumn.

Sword light, blood fog, scream, all accompanied by Xiao sound, appear in the night sword array in the center of Qingyan square.

Do you have to die without a sword?

I'm a funeral boy!

Lin Yun's heart flashed a chill. He was blowing the purple jade God bamboo flute. His heart was killing and his eyebrows were as sharp as blood.

I'm from heaven!

Flowers start from the palm!

< BR, < BR, < BR, < BR, < white horse!

In an instant, every flute sound blooms, and swordsmen in black are shaken out. With blood flying, countless swordsmen in black screamed bitterly and were badly hurt. It was extremely hard to support them one by one.

"Kill!"

These swordsmen in black are crazy, like dead men, even though they are badly hurt.

After landing, he was still brave and fearless. He wanted to take advantage of the moment when the artistic conception of Xiao Yin was over, and rushed to kill Lin Yun directly.court death!

In the eyes of Lin yunmou, the essence surged, the endless edge bloomed on him, and the silver beams burst out, and his long hair spread out like a waterfall.

A thought of dust as light life, light broken mountains and rivers million!

Countless ice crystal flowers are shining with silver luster, flying out of the forest cloud body, like fairy flowers in full bloom, burst out in the full view of the public can not imagine dazzling light.

Bang!

A hundred swordsmen in black were suddenly shaken out, and their clothes and masks fell apart.

Without waiting for these people to fall, Lin Yun inserted the flute in his waist and reached out and said, "bury the flowers!"

Bang!

The buried flowers inserted on the ground turn into streamers and startle the Hong, and are immediately held in the palm.

Since he has torn his face, he has no need to show mercy. Your kindness is just conniving at those people's evil thoughts.

The sound of the flute still lingers, and Lin Yun's wrist shakes, and the long suppressed burial flower erupts completely.

Bang!

's all powerful sword has been flashed away before the hundreds of swordsmen have not landed, cutting off the body of the people. Many flesh bodies are like bubbles.

The remnant limbs are broken, and they are all in pieces. The blood splashes, and all the life is destroyed.

A thought of cold light, a sword to kill a hundred people!

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