Sovereign of the Era

On the snow, Xuantian Zong Han Gang had broken ribs on his chest and blood was raging.

Rao is a man of profound cultivation. Under this sword, he was hurt badly, miserable and embarrassed. If the ordinary Xuanwu ten heavy, afraid it is a sword, it will have to be split in two on the spot.

His whole body was protected by Zhenyuan. When he was chopped by the light of the sword, he was destroyed like nothing.

Such a shocking and shocking scene, in the crowd caused bursts of exclamations, looking at Lin Yun's eyes have changed greatly.

In the imagination, the picture of Lin Yun being killed by a blow does not appear.

On the contrary, it was Han Gang who was hard to get up.

How is this done?

Lin Yun has already been abandoned. He cut off the dark pulse and retreated instead of advancing. According to the truth, he should not be Han Gang's opponent at all. He is a loser.

When the old people in the crowd shudder to say the word "transformation", it makes many people wake up like a dream.

"The realm of legend?"

"No, it's unreasonable for a disabled man to cultivate his swordsmanship to a new level."

"Swordsmanship is extraordinary and superb The common sword technique, when cultivated to the peak, is already the realm of no one in the world and the world is outstanding. He's so young that he has mastered the realm of change. "

"Terrible. No wonder, no wonder he has eight levels of Xuanwu and can compete with Han Gang. "

Huajing, a legendary realm in the great Qin Empire, is rarely seen, even heard of.

"Looking for death!"

Before shouting to let Lin Yun stop, seeing Lin Yun almost killed Han Gang, suddenly angry.

Wheezing!

In the vast wind and snow, a figure breaks through the sky and comes, where the storm rises. The breath of terror, accompanied by the fierce murderous spirit, will be the snowflakes in the air, mercilessly crushed.

He is a strong man in the Shence camp!

Lin Yun looked up and saw a bloody light blooming in the air. The handprint turned into an ancient one, which contained the intention of killing people in essence, was patted down towards him.

Bang!

The speed of this blood fingerprint falling is too fast. With a backhand sword, Lin Yun cuts off 80% of the fingerprints.

But there are still 20% of the aftershocks fell on him, immediately spit out blood, was Sheng Sheng Zhen fly out.

If he was still in Xuanwu's Ninth level, he might not have been hurt so much, but the gap between his accomplishments and half step purple mansion was still too big.

It was just the end of the war, caught off guard, hurt by this palm.

The intention of killing contained in the handprint is to cause more internal injuries.

However, with the operation of Ziyuan's sword rhyme, under the roar of sword meaning, the palm strength rushing in is like mud flowing into the sea quietly.

Three steps back, Lin Yun was back on his feet.

"Little brother!"

On the carriage, Xinyan was shocked and frightened. She tried to stand up, but she showed a look of great pain.

However, Qin Yu, the eldest prince, had already sealed her up in advance.

Qin yuduan sat on one side with a gloomy look and a sneer at the corners of his mouth. No one knew what he was thinking.

"I'm ok. Don't worry, elder martial sister."

Lin Yun wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a silk smile on his pale face.

But this smile, in this cold wind, cold snow, see people incomparably heartache.

"It's not easy for you to laugh when you get my bloody fingerprints."

The man who made the attack fell on the snow. He was in his thirties wearing the military uniform of Shence camp. His eyes were like poisonous snakes, and his cheek was thin, which made people feel very cold.

He spoke slowly, with venomous eyes, staring at Lin Yun.

"It's Han Tianming! The captain of the dragon scale guard... "

"This guy's name is not small. He is said to be the strongest in the half step purple mansion. No one can defeat him."

"Lin Yun's loss is a little big. If he doesn't chop that sword, maybe he won't get the blood fingerprint."

Some people in the crowd soon recognized the strong man of this half step purple mansion, but there were many masters in the Shence camp.

”However, the eldest prince's wedding also dares to make trouble, and he is still wounded. Today, you will surely die and kill him! "

The cold-blooded ruthlessness and decisiveness of the soldiers were very obvious in Han Tianming. Without giving Lin Yun a chance to guess, he ordered the Shence camp to go out.

The guards in Shence camp, driving horses, turned into a violent hurricane and rushed toward the forest cloud.

Boom!

This time, there were more than eight dragon scale guards. At one time, hundreds of cavalry, wearing battle armor, looked cold and resolute.

A hundred elite members of Shence camp are integrated with the boundless and tyrannical spirit of killing and cutting.

In the middle of the army, the horses step on the snow, and when they run, the ground roars and rumbles, and its voice is shocking.

The shouts of surprise rang out, and a deep shock flashed in the eyes of many onlookers.

The elite in Shence camp are definitely not the best opponents of the clan. They can even be killed like cutting melons and vegetables.But once there are hundreds of them, there will be a qualitative fission. They practice the same skill and the same skill. The probability is clear, daily practice, with no gap, few flaws, especially under the frontal charge.

Don't say it's eight or ten. It's a dead word.

In Lin Yun's eyes, flowers are buried in his hands, and his sword is full of cold light.

Seven Xuanbu, Jinwu spread its wings!

His body, in the falling snow, crossed a rainbow light and rushed up.

Seven Xuanbu, dazzle shadow!

When he was about to get close to the hundreds of elites of Shence camp, his figure suddenly blurred, and the shadows overlapped, like clouds rising in the mountains.

One hundred elite Shence camp suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he was confused. He was killed all over, but he couldn't lock Lin Yun.

Drenched like a knife in the snow, for a time, can not see his figure.

"There it is!"

When he found Lin Yun again, he was surprised to find that Lin Yun had already rushed to their head.

Kill!

In the middle of the air, Lin Yun's eyes are sharp and sharp, bursting out with boundless killing intention. The cold light of burying flowers overflows everywhere, which is colder than the wind and snow, just like Lin Yun's determination at the moment.

The sword connects the heart and mind.

Like me, like a sword, fearless in life and death!

The trembling funeral foil sword makes a loud and clear trill, which is deafening and deafening. Many people can't hold the blade firmly in their hands.

Poop!

A hundred elite suddenly in disorder, fell into one of the Lin Yun, up and down in the take-off. With one sword, the blood splashed on the rainbow and dyed the snow flying in the air.

In an instant, the ground is easy to turn, except for Lin Yun, there is no one standing.

Shence camp 100 people, most of the casualties, almost all fell.

The eye-catching blood fell on the snow, and the people who saw it were shocked and moved. But the guards of Shence camp can't. They are soldiers who have been fighting for a long time. They are accustomed to all kinds of killing and only obey military orders.

The cavalry of Shence camp in the back row came like the wind and rolled over again.

Lin Yun reaches out a move, under the palm, the burial foil revolves for no reason. During the rotation, the fierce storm rises, and the boundless sword momentum keeps accumulating.

the strong wind and heavy snow dance all over the body, and the young people have long hair.

The light of the bright moon!

When the sword reached its peak, Lin Yun held the rotating handle with his backhand, as if a bright moon was rising behind him, turning into a powerful sword with the sword.

The purple sword is like the light of the bright moon. The moonlight is bright and dazzling, which makes the wind and snow all over the sky pale.

Bang bang!

Under the sweeping sword, the cavalry's armour was broken and the horses were killed. The whole formation was in great disorder. After they fell to the ground, they were in great pain and howled everywhere.

Bang!

But before Lin Yun had time to collect his sword, he saw a flash of red light and Han Tianming appeared in front of him. The corner of his mouth raised a grim smile, raised his hand, a palm toward his heart in the past, the palm out of blood, like a snake like ferocious.

Poop!

Between the electric light and flint, Lin Yun avoids the key, but he still prints it on his right shoulder.

Right shoulder immediately spatter a blood, palm awn concussion, hit him again.

"How shameless

In this scene, people gnash their teeth. Han Tianming's half step of the purple mansion realm is much higher than Lin Yunxiu's.

But his hand was mean and disgusting. Every time, it was the moment when Lin Yun stopped his sword.

In the past, no matter how many deaths and injuries occurred in Shence camp, he remained silent and watched like a poisonous snake.

Plop!

Lin Yun fell down on the snow and buried the flower out of his hand, this time more seriously than the previous one.

Its half step purple house realm, carefully prepared a palm, even if avoids the vital point, also is not the ordinary people can bear.

"Lin Yun, go away and leave me alone."

On the carriage, Xin Yan looked miserable and cried out.

Dada!

The Shence camp in the rear is still assembling, and the big prince on the carriage has no expression. On both sides of it, the distinguished guests of the Qingxuan society were indifferent and fell on Lin Yun at the end, without any fluctuation. It seemed that he was a dead man.

The four sides of the crowd, the look in their eyes is quite a pity, the boy who fell in the wind and snow, is really a little helpless.

After all, it was the prince. He didn't say a word or even a look in his eyes.

Let this young man see the end of irritating himself.

If there is no accident, Lin Yun is afraid to be consumed to death.

How about practicing sword to a new level?

One sword for one, what about the Shence camp, the Blood Sword and the flying rainbow?

Han Tianming doesn't entangle with you. No matter how high his sword skill is, there is no room for him to play.

"Kill!"

Han Tianming's thin face showed a cold smile, and his eyes flashed with disdain.

This genius demon, playing with the pleasure of clapping, let him very enjoy. Ten days ago, he was also the best. Unfortunately, after he failed to be promoted to Zifu, he has been stuck in the purple mansion for half a step.He has a kind of twisted hatred towards evil spirits.

Boom, boom, boom!

Horses neigh, hurricane in its rear, the Shence camp, under the order of Han Tianming, again rushed to. The ground roared and trembled, and the cry between heaven and earth made people tremble.

"Go, go!"

Xin Yan's eyes were red and choked.

Lin Yun on the ground said with a bitter smile: "sister, since I'm here, I won't go without a result. Before the blood is cold, there is no reason to take the sword back. "

Happy for whom, worry for whom, draw the sword for whom do not look back!

Bang!

Young palm in the snow in a fierce slap, snowflakes in the chaos, Lin Yun turned up, drink: "sword!"

Scattered in the distance of the funeral sword, clang a sound, waving, it is tightly held.

A thousand miles of frost!

In the face of hundreds of elite Shence camp shouting to kill the sky, Lin Yun in the air swept around with his sword. He raised his hand at the moment of holding the burial sword. The endless cold feeling accompanied by the boundless sword will freeze everything.

The wind is cold, the snow is cold, and the heart is colder than the wind and snow.

But Lin Yun's sword, go ahead!

Like the wind, like the wind of autumn leaves, like the wind of withering leaves in autumn night.

Such as snow, like the snow of winter, like the snow of cold winter, frozen all things.

Click!

The ice broke, and hundreds of elite Shence camp who rushed to the site spat out blood. Without exception, they were shaken out by the ice sword in their bodies.

"Die!"

In the ferocious laughter, Han Tianming turns into a flash of red light and appears in front of Lin Yun at the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

His face was ferocious and he laughed wildly. His eyes were killing like blood. He clapped it out and went straight to Lin Yun's head.

Many martial artists in the crowd suddenly took a breath of cold air. They said in their hearts that they were cruel Han Tianming is really as cold as a poisonous snake. No, he is more terrible than a poisonous snake.

But Han Tianming's heart is a Zheng, inexplicably feel a panic, he saw Lin Yun's eyes, calm as water, waves.

It's like watching a dead man. It's not emotional.

"What's going on?"

Han Tianming heart, suddenly raised silk doubts.

Flame pattern, thunder cloud pattern, Geng gold pattern, wind feather pattern, cold cloud pattern In the meridians of Lin Yun's body, one by one they can be called perfect second grade spirit lines, which are like stars lighting up one by one, crisscross and interlocking, forming a vast picture.

Lin Yun all over the body, from inside to outside suddenly burst out a bright light. All over the body pressure, crazy skyrocketing, Xuanwu nine heavy, Xuanwu ten heavy, half step purple house

Boom!

Not stop, his body breath reached half step after the purple house, soared to the startling purple mansion realm.

Han Tianming's palm awn stays half an inch in front of Lin Yun's forehead, and he can't move forward any more. The terrible pressure of purple mansion distorts him and makes him miserable.

What's going on?

In his eyes, he was shocked and couldn't believe it.

Thousand machine printing, palm broken mountain and river map!

With a roar of a tiger, a huge tiger's paw suddenly fell from the air, and fell down rapidly with the force of thunder.

"No!"

Han Tianming's heart was terrified, his face changed greatly, and he wanted to retreat.

Is it refundable?

Lin Yun, wait for him for a long time!

Bang!

When the tiger's paw is on the vast snow, Han Tianming, who is half step in the purple mansion, is patted into flesh mud on the spot. The ground shook violently, and the street burst abruptly. There was a loud noise and roar, as if the heaven and earth were under the palm of this palm and trembled.

Innumerable figures are thrown into the air under the shock. Rocks flying in the sky and snow dancing wildly make the whole world a pot of porridge.

"Follow me!"

Lin Yun's eyes swept, fell on the carriage of Xinyan, without hesitation, and left.

The heart of Xiang Jian is fearless in life and death, though thousands of people are going to go!

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