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"Death!

Ten congenital three-in-one strong in the sky, first killing, and the top ten killings fall toward Lin Yun.

The respective killing, although it is not the same.

But this ten people obviously, with tacit understanding, the momentum is completely practiced, which gives a huge pressure.

In the face of so many killings, it is afraid that the congenital strongest is also retreat.

What's more, there are more than 20 of the two-day two-day warfare, such as the tide.

Lin Yun one sword, it seems like an ants facing the elephants, single is small.

"I don't believe it, you really can't fight against the sky!"

Returning to the Qing Tianrui, standing far, looks at the look.

Even if Lin Yun has strong, he hasn't opened two, so many people can grind him.

Wen Jian Tongling!

Suddenly, among the mountains, there was a sound of the sound of the sound.

Lin Yun's sword, the endless end, the tremble is not.

"My Sword ..."

"What is going on, what is going on?"

First of the first one, ten people who culled in the sky were surprised to discover the hand soldiers, and some did not listen to the command.

Originally, the ten kills that were caught, the pressed people were not over, and the power was reduced.

Fluctuation swordsman, return to the light!

Both the eyes flashed, Lin Yun handed a funeral sword, and he was in the air.

Among the sky, others go with the sword, and put down the swords and shadows in the half-air.

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Only heard the tone of the blade collision, rings, ten congenital three-strong, was repeated.

There are more or less body, leave a terrible scar, blood sword is as spring.

After squatting, the Ten is landing, and the respective steps are good, and the face is painful and distorted.

Juxacheng wind!

Lin Yun held the sword, and came to the ground to kill the two thousand two prodrugs.

Like a wolf into the flock, the invincible.

Reduced by the increase in the funeral sword, let him have a horrible four pure Yangling Yuan, become more awkward.

These two-word military dozen of Raytha blood cloud door, it is not the enemy of him, even even his corner can't touch the flesh and blood.

The sharp funeral sword, the flow of light is flashing, Lin Yun is rushing straight, such as gour melon, hacking, unscrupulous.

"Catch him!

Ten congenital three-odd warriors look anger, reorganize the formation, and then kill again.

Lin Yunfei is a smile, not entangled with this helper, only in the two-day warrior, coming.

Mourning, this starts, the scream is not stopped.

After several comments, the ten congenital three-odd blood cloud gates, chasing it.

Twenty congenital three-strong, but there is no place to die.

On the ground, blood flow into the river, the straw legs, everywhere.

The sky rose flower is on the ground, and the flowers and bloody flavors are fused, and they are extremely uncomfortable.

Tick!

Lin Yun, who has a sword, a drop of blood, walking along the sword, drip on the ground.

Ten of the congenital three-rings, the first sweat continues to drop, and look at Lin Yun's eyes and become very horrible.

When this is a clear teenager, of course, after the sword, the kind of sofa is decisive, people are not cold.

Bloodymen is from , means brutal, and it is sorrowful.

Today, in front of this teenager, the heart is slightly trembled.

Sand!

sand!

Handheld the sword, Lin Yun stepped step by step, his feet on the ground petals, showing a slight sound.

The sound is not big, you can listen to the ear of the people, like the place (this chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The blowing character from prison is general.

After ten people, the cold sweat DC, the face is tangled, and it is hard to retreat by Lin Yun.

"kill!

In the eyes of the lead, it flashed a little color, roaring, and took the lead.

"Kill kill!

The remaining nine people roar, with bloody and bones, burst.

Lei Yin Sword Law, Vegetable Wind!

Lin Yun drunk, a sword waved, and nine nineteen eighty-way residues.

The residual shadow is perfect in the moment, and the time is windy, whisper is like a thunder.

boom!

Along with a righteousness of the eight-party.

Ten congenital three-oscilles who are rushing, suddenly stop when they walk to the third step.

All in this sword, was unloaded eight pieces by Liang Shengguang, and there was no corpse.

Lei Yin Sword Law, which is comparable to the superior Martial Arts, at this moment, showing its horrible and horrible power.

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It took advantage of the wreckage of Lin Yun, and he came to Yan Tianrui that has not been away.

Yan Tianrui looked at the body on the ground, there was no expression, it seems that he is not the same.

"Interest, are you doing me?"

Looking at Lin Yun, a step approaching, and Yan Tianrui smiled.

Lin Yun did not talk nonsense with him, a sword stab, and broke the sound of harsh.

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In the eyes of Yan Tianrui, it shrewd the color, when the funeral sword will be inserted into his chest, he held the sword blade.

, Lin Yun snorted, piercing it before, but this sword was hard to be caught by the other party.

Blood flows out from its hands, spread over the sword.

Yan Tianrui Gu Ruo Wei, as if nothing, the blood is red, the wild, the smile: "Have you ever thought? Why don't I fly?"

The voice falls, and the sky is under the body, and there is constant blood penetration.

His whole body is crazy, blinking, there is a big two meters high, and it is burly a few laps.

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Snapped!

A palm of hitting in Lin Yun chest, shocked him to 100 meters, and the power was completely comparable to the innate four.

Lin Yunfei horn overflows silk blood stains, looks to the completely bertzained, the feeling is like facing the headsome monsters.

"Give me death!

Yan Tianrui looked at Lin Yun, the bloody eyes, the color of anger.

What he present is the blood cloud door ban, only once, there will be great side effects, and the blood mask will be scrapped afterwards.

But for the sword, he can't manage so much for the ancient swords behind Lin Yun!

Blood color heavy martial arts, appearing in his hand, his momentum has risen again.

More than just four words, it is necessary to get close to the innate five, his mentalness is gradually disappearing, actually roaring like a beast.

Sway!

People jumped like a monkey, sway out a bloody and shadow, and kill the road to Lin Yun.

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At the hands of the martial arts, there is no rule of the law, and the wind bursts, the Lin Yun is retreat again.

"Good force!

Lin Yun's arm is shocked, and it flashes a surprises in the eyes. I didn't expect to have such a terrible ban in Bloodymen.

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In the counterattack, a sword is light, and it is cut on the other side.

Blood splashing, but not only did not take back each other, but let Yan Tianrui become irritated.

Relisk is like a thunder!

Biting the teeth, Lin Yun once again showed the mad wind, eighty swords, and the division is not bad, all fall on the other side.

The huge body of Yan Tianrui, was shocked by a hundred meters, the body's clothes (this chapter did not finish, please turn it flip) to burst.

The chest reveals the mouth of the blood, it looks like scary scars, but it is not hurt.

"Good items!

Lin Yun's heart cursed, actually wearing a piece of Xuanjia, which is really hard to do.

Originally, the ,, ........ ...

At the moment, add one piece of Xuanjia, which is simply desperate.

"Hahaha, what is your brand, even though make it!

Yan Tianrui is laughing, and it flashes again.

There is no chapter, but it can be played, and Lin Yun is slightly smoldering.

Bang!

Lin Yun blocked his face, swords and light danced, and retired.

Lei Yin Sword Law, Falling Flower!

After ten strokes, Lin Yun seized the opportunity, and the clear eyes flashed in a moving light.

The thundering sword method is more horrible in the second style of launching.

Heaven and earth in his eyes, a dark, a graceful rose flower, shaking in the air.

When petals, with the body of , completely overlapping.

In this flowering, a little pulp, the funeral sword is angry.

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The beautiful rose, under the shine, and the moment was taken in half.

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, in the same time, falling on Lin Yun, saving him out.

Just saw the Qing Tianrui that fly out, after mourning, shaking, struggling to stand up.

Lin Yun is slightly pale, this sword waves, and he has not much spiritual Yuan.

Two types of first-day martial arts, almost exhausted.

Lin Yun, a knee, frown: "Can you get up?"

The squatting, the body is suffering, more horrible, the chest, Xuanjia has a few cracks, but there is still a battle force.

"Death!

Yan Tianrui looked at Lin Yun, who was exhausted, laughed, step on it stepped.

Bang!

Every step, the ground is trembled, even under him, cracking several gaps.

Death is approaching, when the other party will be completely killed.

Lin Yun snorted, the palm of the palm was taken in the ground, the body was playing, and a sword stab.

Dan Tian, ​​the sword of the sword, the sword, flying out in his mind.

When this sword, the moment of fusion with the funeral sword, Zi Tianrui, only three steps from him.

The heavy feet in the hand did not come back, and I was shoted by a sword, flushing a hundred meters, and there was no power to resist.

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I listened to a crisp, and the Tiantui in the way, on the top of the first Xuanjia inch fragment, completely tawn.

After that, after landing, I took the sky dust and sent a shocking loud noise.

Lin Yun put the sword, on the show, the eyebrows flashed in the sharp front, step by step, stepped into the rolling dust.

The dust center, Yan Tianrui, who fell on the ground, has been placed as ordinary people.

It's just that the flesh is not adult, and the face is pale without any blood, no longer

When I saw Lin Yun, Yan Tianrui was happieously climbed and turned and turned.

Snapped!

I haven't had legs, I am flying by Lin Yun, turning over the moment, and being buried in the eyebrow.

"Say!

I am an ancient sword, what is the origin? "

Lin Yun has no expression, cold voice.

Who knows, this is a laughter, but it is still not only: "Do you have a species? My father is the old age of the blood cloud gate, he is a sentence, the whole blood cloud gate will be miserable to you. !