The One and Only

Lin Yun hand pinned the Sheng Yin, and the Sword of Da Chengxing River is constantly released, and the 18th Star River is aging.

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The star river is bright, the sword is getting free.

Feng Sha Yu fell with a sword of the saint from the sky, just cut in the sun sword, the funeral sword, and the flying sword of the flying, as a meteor, straightforward Behind strength.

The sudden change, so that Feng Shaoyuan seems to be unfaished, but they have to be forced to break.

"Was away?"

Lin Yunyu flashed the sternity of the cold, and the right hand grabbed the funeral sword, and the arms were shouting, and the sword was cut down.

Feng Shaoyu, the sword is resistant.

boom!

The burial flowers and keel swords touched together.

Feng Shaimi only felt that a powerful force came from above. In the 18th Xinghe, the power of the Sun Jianxing was all in the funeral sword. His holy was directly defeated, his body continued to fall.

thump!

Water flowers splashing, this sword will directly pick the winds into the bottom of the lake, and the two are simultaneously entering the water.

Hey!

The two people who sink into the bottom are constantly handing, and a sword swept, and the waters suddenly cut into thousands of pieces such as tofu.

When the two were killed, the middle of the lake in the middle of the lake fell into the disaster, and the body of Feng Shaoyuan flew in front of the rice.

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The two continued to make a hand, it can be apparent that when the Sword of the Big Sword is, the wind is completely suppressed.

His semi-Holy Very can't be completely released, even so, on the powerful cultivation of the swordsmanship, Feng Shaimi still maintains extremely fierce swords.

The two people do not stop the location, so as soon as lightning, sword is turbulent, in the heavens, in the air, in the air, launching crazy and fierce killing.

The wind is very fierce, his play is extremely fierce, relying on the advantages of the sac, and the unscrupulous stab is unscrupulous.

This is a fairly fighting, but he cultivates the advantage, so it is not afraid of this means of injury.

Lin Yun is very casual, only keeps the sword heart of the dragon, no matter how the wind is so embarrassed, it will resolve his sword.

It's really cracking, and it will take his sword to other places with four two-two jacks.

"Is this the Canglong Junxin, the valley?"

After more than ten tricks, the wind is irritating.

He understands why the valley is very much.

After the sacrifice of the Sword of the Dacheng River, the resort of the other swordsman Tongling became more and more magical, and he couldn't really hurt each other.

Instead, his holy is being consumed.

"Can't go on this way ... He is just just exposing the big star river sword."

Feng Shaoyuan took the keel sword back, and the feet stepped on the water, and the body wanted to break away from Lin Yun's sword.

Under the 18th Xing River, the sword near Lin Yun is powerful, especially in the Sword Star, his half-Holy Very is suppressed to unleash it.

"Can't can't fall!"

Lin Yun will let him wish, he urges the sun sword star, and 18 thousands of star rings are crazy, form an incomparably vortex.

boom!

The whirlpool is up to hundreds of feet, constantly expanding, wraps Lin Yun and Feng Shaoyuan inside. In the huge sound of the rumbling, the vortex has a huge absorbing force.

If you want to break away, you will have a hard to raise it.

kill!

Lin Yun injected into the burial flowers, and then let the burial flowers go to the hand, and at the same time, there is also a swirls of the eighteen star rivers, there are also floating stars, and talked for a bunch of swords.

These large-scale star rivers are condensed with the swords, and they can definitely splicing the holyness of the body of the wind.

I don't care, Feng Shaimi is a thorny thousand.

Damn!

Feng Shayu felt threats, curse in his heart, and his eyes flashed to kill the way to kill Lin Yun.

His whole body pores opened the holy, crazy, the keel swords were bloomed, and the exciting star river sword was taken.

Lin Yun did not panic, waiting for the other party to kill the near, backhand, a burial flower, such as the flow of light, re-entered the right hand.

"Give me away!"

Hey, Shay Yu, hands holding the keel sword, crazy injection, and there is a tens of arctic dragon.

The dragon is bright, and a pair of eyes burned a purple demon.

This is the dragon soul of the keel holy sword, which is averaged in the sacredness of the dragon, and it has brought great pressure to Lin Yun.

The gods are destroyed, and they are tether.

Lin Yun Zifu is hidden in the gas of Nirvan, and the dragon phoenion has rushed out, and he was a lot of pressure on his body.

In the face of the sword of the defeat of Feng Shaimi, Lin Yun struggled against the front, madly reminded the destruction of Dragonfly.

Under the blessing of Dragon Phoenix, Lin Yunneh has a short mass change, and the source is constantly incorporated into the funeral flowers.

boom!

The keel and the burial flowers collide, and the surprise loud sounds, the two people arrest.

Lin Yuncang turned around, and the right hand raised the funeral flowers and pushed two big stars.

boom!

It is a hard fight.

This time Lin Yun finally occupied a little wind, and took a small feather.

The wind is not surprised, and this chance is crazy, and the vortexed vortex from the 18th Star River.

boom!

The star river vortex bursts, and the two are almost shaped at the same time.

"How can he be so strong?" Feng Shaoyu's heart died, he would like to have this hard strength competition, the other party can occupy an advantage.

Lin Yun did not give him the time of thinking, and the dragon phoenion was controlled with the temples, killing it again.

It has been fighting to this point, Lin Yun is too lazy to hide strength.

boom!

Under this sword, Feng Shayu was once again slammed, and his clothes were spilled with blood overflow.

"kill!"

Lin Yun quickly rushed over, and his sturdy lake is like a fairy, and a nine-style firefly sword is swing.

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The first three swords, the wind is barely block.

The middle three swords, Feng Shaoyuan can only be defeated directly with the sacredness, but the three swords behind will no longer support, and they are connected.

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The last sword, the wind is very powerful, and the cheek is still drawn by a bloody mouth.

He is quite a handsome face and immediately becomes tap.

See this scene, everyone has done.

"Feng Shayu is hurt?"

"Is this the power of the Sword of the Great Star River? The sun sword star fully pressed half-holy, this is too horrible ..."

Everyone in the watchtock is horrified, and it has been unable to describe the shock in words.

The sky is a silence, the wind is nervous, he can't stand against the dazzling sun sword.

"Sun Sword] How is this possible?" Zhao has no great dumbfounded.

The valley mirror looks more calm, but the inner depth has already been a huge wave.

The big star river swords, he just boldly guess, did not think that Lin Yunzhen will have this topic.

On the broken Tibetan sword lake, the wind is full of long bone swords, staring at Lin Yun, "" Night, you can really surprise, no wonder you challenge me. "

Lin Yun said: "There is also a means to make it as soon as possible, otherwise, it will be good directly."

"You don't think, I want to get the hoake sword door." Feng Shaoyu is cold and said: "When you come here, I am too lazy to accompany you!"

He shouted, and his holy is constantly changing, it becomes more and more glaring, and the St. War is soaring.

Bang!

The horrible Shengwei blessing in the sword, a flrooping broke out in the keel sword, this trembled and then louder.

In the last rushing, it is like thunderstorms that constantly vibrate.

His cyan holycoma became a monster purple, not only became more bright, but the Holy War is completely suppressed, but the buds of Lin Yun.

Hey!

With the pressure of this, the war of the war is directly to the vomiting blood of the battle.

"Ziyuan half holy!"

A road is going out, and look up after falling, and looks at the color of the eyes.

"Ziyuan?"

"Why do you have a purple yuan, this is too incredible, will the hallow bottleneck be so easy to break?"

"This is too deep!"

"I didn't have to fight, the campaign of the swords of the night was called the invincible of the same generation, and it was not a chance to face the half-saving in the purple yuan."

"Even if you just enter the purple yuan, you can also master the rules of the Holy Taoist, no matter how much talent gap can be easily smooth, or even directly crush!"

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Originally the swordsman, after seeing the wind of Shandu, I feel that night is going to win this battle.

After seeing the wind of the Ziyuan, I know that I didn't have any opportunities at night.

If it is in the past, the body of the Swords is coming directly.

But I don't know why, I don't feel uncomfortable.

Think of the idea of ​​the place, this is too unfair to the night.

In order to stop the sword, let Nirvana and Ziyuan in half are too bullied.

"Ziyuan ... how to fight?"

Zi Lei Feng's main look, becomes extremely nervous, his face is changed, and it is burning in anger in the eyes.

Tibetan Sword Mountain Villa is really too much!

The wind and others on the sky are all very surprised. They are amazed, and when they gathered in three days, Feng Shaoyu has a long distance from the purple yuan.

"Blooming Magic!"

Feng Shaoyu, a sword, waving, there is a strange blood eye, the bloody eyes, the sorrow, and a star river is constantly fell.

Hey!

Lin Yun got up, and the emptime turned and avoided several eyes. Can Star River or continuously, the remaining sun swords, the light is also bleak a lot.

"Night, you lose! If you quit, you can still keep life, otherwise I am really awesome, you are not live enough." Feng Shao Yu.

"Then you will try it!"