Sovereign of the Era

Xuanwu seven times?

The look in the eyes of all the four sides was unbelievable. It was just clear that there was only six peaks of Xuanwu cultivation, which broke through in the blink of an eye.

Although it is rare to make a breakthrough in combat, it is not without it.

But Lin Yun was as casual as Lin Yun, as simple as eating and drinking water. Even Princess Fenghua, who was sitting at the top of the table, had a flash of color in her eyes.

Yue Qing, who was still angry, could not speak. His eyes were full of surprise.

Don't say it's them. Luo Feng of Lingxiao sword Pavilion is confused. The zongmen gave Lin Yun a lot of resources. There were more than 6000 second grade Lingyu, but they broke through again in just a few days. It was really strange.

Only Xin Yan, a little smile on her face, but also no point through.

She had already seen that the medicinal power of the blood flaming fruit, a strange thing in heaven and earth, had been repressed secretly by Lin Yun, intending to refine it well.

With Cao Jie, but some can not restrain, just left cloud and Yue Qing at the same time to challenge him.

In this case, it is no longer necessary to restrain.

In the center of the hall, Lin Yun, who had been promoted to seven levels of Xuanwu, was as calm and calm as before.

However, no one dares to underestimate the indistinct sharpness of his body and the lingering power of his sword.

His words are also shocking. If you are not me, how can you know that I am not qualified to be arrogant?

All of them found that the young people who ridiculed and ridiculed in advance were more arrogant than anyone else.

I just don't like it. I argue with people.

But if you really treat him as a bully, the abandoned white elm, almost split into two parts of Cao Jie, is to underestimate his fate.

"Lingxiao sword Pavilion is really another evil spirit, which can not be underestimated."

"But is he really going to fight one against two at the same time? It's a bit too much. "

"Cao Jie, who is able to defeat Cao Jie, who has six levels of Xuanwu, is now promoted to seven levels of Xuanwu. He is really qualified to be one enemy and two. It's just that the victory or defeat is really difficult to say. After all, we have seen the strength of zuoyuan before. "

"Anyway, this princess banquet is the most wonderful one."

After they wake up, the expression between the eyebrows is extremely excited. Lin Yun, who was promoted to seven levels of Xuanwu, did not know what kind of strength he would show.

Zuo Yun's appearance is also very expected.

Just then, he defeated Lin Lan, just like a dragonfly skimming the water, just showed the strength of the tip of the iceberg.

Yue Qing of Shence camp, known as the successor of Guan Shan, is curious about his level.

"Am I qualified now?"

Lin Yun looks at Yue Qing and asks.

"Zuo Yun and Yue Qing, if you don't have any opinion, I will agree to the contest."

Princess Fenghua opened her mouth, her voice was clear and crisp, like a circle of clouds around the top of the mountain, reaching everyone's ears.

"I don't mind."

Zuo Yun was silent for a while. He said in a soft voice. He had a strong sense of war in his eyes and a smile on his face. He continued: "but Lin Yun, you should know me. If I don't promise, I will not reserve it

What kind of card is it that makes Lin Yungan so dependent.

He had a hunch that he was definitely not a newly promoted Xuanwu seven times cultivation. He was very curious and could not help but look forward to the war.

"Me, too."

Lin Yun responded softly.

"Hum! If you want to kill yourself, why should I stop you? Just don't lose at that time

Yue Qing, with a gloomy face, took out a silver gun from the storage bag. A smell of blood came from the silver gun, which made many people frown slightly.

It seems that the rumors are true. The leaders of Shence camp are indeed on the battlefield and killed many people.

"Let's go."

On the stage, Princess Fenghua said faintly.

Iron rope cold river!

As soon as the words fell, Zuo Yun pulled out his sword and pulled out his scabbard. In the cold river, a touch of knife turned into iron rope, which broke the river and rose up with him.

The wind blows the sand!

Yue Qing hums coldly, between the hand, equally merciless. As soon as the wrist shakes, the silver gun overflows with strange blood light. With one blow, it brings a startling wind. In the wind, there seems to be a dust storm gathering all over the sky.

He shot, like riding a horse, galloping on the battlefield, there is a kind of brave and fearless, not afraid of life and death.

Two people a hand, then show amazing strength, will be good at their own knife and shooting, show incisively and vividly.

With only one move, it can be seen that they must have worked hard on the skills of knife and spear.

Otherwise, it is impossible, at such an age, to show such exquisite and sophisticated killing moves.

"Good come."

Lin Yun looks calm, does not compete with the two, toes light, body shape back.His fists burst out like electricity, smashing the knife light and gun awn that could not be avoided. Under the strong attack of the two men, Lin Yun kept calm and tried to defend.

Zuo Yun and Yue Qing are not ordinary people. Once their offensive is launched, they are extremely fierce.

After ten moves, the attack of the two has been extremely frightening. Whether it's Zuo Yun's knife or Yue Qing's snatch, people are a little bit shocked.

It's terrible to separate them, let alone combine them.

But Lin Yun did not slow down, with seven Xuanbu circled among them, like a boat in the waves, ups and downs.

It is impossible to dodge the offensive, but also to avoid the key points, with the flesh hard resistance.

"Time to go."

After dozens of moves, Lin Yun looked at the two men who attacked again and said softly.

At such a time of fighting, I have already found out the details of the two men, as well as some flaws in their shooting and knife skills.

"Ridiculous, do you have a chance to do it?"

Yue Qing is not only sneering, in his opinion, Lin Yun to have the ability to fight back, has already done.

It's just bluffing to say so now.

"Take me one more shot. I'll see how you do it!"

Yue Qing drank wildly. The blood on the silver spear in his hand suddenly glowed, as if it had been completely dyed red by heavy blood and taken out from the sea of corpses and blood, which was incomparable.

The cowards are scared to death with this shot.

Iron horse GLACIER!

Zuoyun didn't speak, but he turned his hand with a knife, the endless cold air overflowed, and the cold light on the blade was icy. At this moment, some stabbing people can't open their eyes, and the ground is covered with a layer of light frost.

Lin Yun does not dodge, but his calm temperament suddenly becomes extremely fierce.

Water moon sword power, like waves from his body, wave after wave. He turned into a lake, a lake reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, the mountains converging, and the wave light was like a mirror.

Misty water!

Sword out of the sheath, buried flower sword fluorescence flashing, rose dance, like a dream. Facing each other's two big killing moves, one sword stabbed out, like a stone falling on the lake like a mirror, rippling layers of ripples, undulating vast water mist.

Its sword is the vast water mist above the lake. It is vast and atmospheric, but it looks like fog.

This sword, misty and misty.

Bang!

The spear and the knife awn falling in the air meet Lin Yun. The smoke and water of this sword are boundless, and the heart is stunned. Their killing moves are like a stone sinking into the sea, but Lin Yun's sword power is just like fog water, which is mighty and rolling.

"Back!"

Their faces changed slightly, and they did not dare to stay, so they quickly withdrew.

Big waves!

Water mist dispersed, Lin Yun a sword back two people, but also did not chase.

At the moment of landing, the breeze blows and raises the long hair in front of her forehead. With a wave of his hand, Lin Yun's long sleeve is like a cloud, and the light of his sword is like a gazelle hanging on a horn.

This sword, big waves!

It seems like a wave of easy freehand brushwork, but this sword consumes one fifth of Lin Yun's real yuan.

There were sword lights on the flat ground, like the surging waves on the lake surface. The two people retreated, and their faces Suddenly froze. No matter where to retreat, there is a cold light on the ground, there is no place to hide.

The cultivation of Xuanwu is promoted to seven levels. The water moon sword technique is in Lin Yun's hands. When it is waved, it becomes more and more relaxed.

Many killing moves, which cost a lot of real yuan, can also be used at will. In an instant, they will cause a terrible and incomparable prestige.

"It's strange that this is not the sword technique used by the sword Pavilion disciple before? I remember what it was called... "

"Water moon sword technique!"

"Yes, that's the name. Why is it so common in that man's hand. Lin Yun's hand, but so terrible, white elm is also defeated under this sword. "

If you don't, you'll be shocked. In just two moves, they broke the stormy attack of Yue Qing and forced them to retreat. With a sword, they were in a hurry.

Countless mountains, ten miles of enchanting peach blossom, red as rain.

Ignoring the words of the four sides, Lin Yun wielded a sword and rose in the air. He was flying up and down, holding the sword and dancing. The vast light of the sword poured out.

Scattered sword light, like the peach blossom forest in the mountains, the petals are bright red, like blood rain.

It is really a wave of not flat, wave after wave, the uncertain sword power, let Yue Qing and Zuo Yun face gradually ugly.

As soon as they got out of the light of the sword rising from the plain, they had to face the scattered sword light as red as rain.

But it's not over!

Leaves fall all over the sky, sound like rain, clouds in the water and moon into the sword!

Whether it is the scattered sword light at present or the water mist before, they are all poured into the body of the sword. Burying the flower sword, suddenly trembling, a frightening sword spirit, condenses the cold light, and rushes towards Yue Qing and Zuo Yun.

Where they passed through, they destroyed the withered and decayed. The momentum of the two people spread out as soon as they touched each other, and they were swept away by the obstacles.In the past, it's like a sword in the lake. Compared with the misty arrow, it is extremely domineering and can be called arrogant, containing amazing and incomparable explosive power.

Bang bang!

The sword Qi and the weapons in their hands collided with each other, and the loud noise was heard all of a sudden.

They walked back several steps, looked dignified, the palms of both hands cracked, and the pain was incomparable. The aftershock is surging on the body of the body, is hanging out a bloody wound, see people cold.

Zuo Yun and Yue Qing look at each other, and the same idea comes up in their hearts. They can't go on like this.

If Lin Yun's sword technique is allowed to be used, they will not be able to carry out their own strength, and they will live and die in his sword power.

But Lin Yun did not give them a chance to fight back. Almost at the moment when they thought about it, they suddenly found that the sky suddenly darkened.

What's going on?

Before the two people wake up, Lin Yun brewed a long time of majestic sword meaning, finally enough.

A flash of sword light, between heaven and earth, it seems that there are two rounds of bright moon fighting, one in the sky and one in the water.

One sword, two months fight.

At the beginning of the moon breaking cloud, the night is not in the dark. The majestic and vast sword meaning comes out from Lin Yun. The meaning of the sword is like breaking the dust between the heaven and the earth. The sword is divided into two months. It is white and clear.

Dawdle!

In the hall of Qiongtai, many sword wielding disciples will not be able to respond to all of them in the future. The sword flew out of its sheath and flew uncontrollably. It was buzzing in the air. One by one, it danced wildly around the whole body.

Poop!

Zuo Yun and Yue Qing, who were bombarded by two rounds of moonlight swords containing extreme Yin and cold, spat out blood on the spot, covered their chest and fell to the ground.

Looking up, I saw a scene of great horror. Lin Yun took back the sword and returned to its scabbard, surrounded by hundreds of long swords dancing around him. It seemed that he was submissive to him, and finally entered the ground around him and kept shaking.

"Innate sword meaning!"

"Last night's man, it was him!"

The elder's face changed wildly, and he suddenly got up and looked at Lin Yun.

His eyes were almost falling down. Last night, his sword idea rose for no reason, which made a big wave in the hearts of the elders.

But even if they want to break their heads, they can't imagine that the sword idea is actually emanating from Lin Yun.

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