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The 392th chapter hits the blue shirt, long-lived, and backs the sword.

Can people not Lin Yun, who can still? After he rushed to the Jiange, he went to the Sword, and he came directly to the station of the Junzi League.

Coincidentally, just see this king, just in the eight big gold.

For example, his mood is very happy, even interested, talking about himself ... on the military field, suddenly appearing Lin Yun, let Wang Xi hop.

However, he is calm, and the Lingxiao Sword is prohibited from killing, no matter who is illegal, it is irritable, this is the iron.

If there is no iron, this Lin Yun, I have already killed countless times in the sword.

I didn't expect that the wind is turning, so soon, fell.

At the beginning, he hated the iron law, until now, it became a monk sword to protect his own.

What's more, here is a gentleman!

Hundreds of loyal swordsman disciples, all gathered here, this Lin Yun still wants to turn into the sky? "Little Jiannu, what are you doing here? This place is your swordsman can come? Roll out!

Wang Hao is in full swing, flashing over the cold, staring at Lin Yun.

The eight big golden look cautious, struck, the gentle disciple outside the play, quickly and closer.

Like, it's too like ... Lin Yun looked at the eyes of each other. This face was in his mind, and his eyes he saw in the quiet mountains.

When it is completely overlapping, the rigid seam is exactly the same.

So, enough.

Running a trick, Lin Yun holds the funeral sword playing in the, there is no expression, and the cold is going forward.

"Dare to come to my gentleman", find it!

Give me a well lesson, this kind of slaves!

See Lin Yun step, killing a flash in Wang Hao, cold voice.

Suddenly, a handle blade, pull the sword out of the sheath, the cold and rays, shining.

Hey!

But the sword in these gentleman members, just pulled out half of the inches, heard a harsh sword sound, resounding all directions, echoing.

The sword sound is bright, like a Canglong roar, and hundreds of people will pull the sword and cover up.

Just like river water injection into the sea, there is no life, no trace.

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Waiting to the funeral sword out of the sheath, the bright sword light, it is like a meteor of the sky, the light of the sky, the only one on the play of the work.

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They handed over, under Lin Yun's strong half-step congenital sword, trembling, completely uncontrollable.

A handle of the sword, go out, inserted above the ground.

Like the king of worshiping the king, it is swayed, trembling ... , as if fireflies are light, with the moon.

Everyone in the gentleman, the face brushed, and immediately greeted.

The sword of the hundred hand plugged in the ground is like a ruthless ridicule, just like a cold-blooded slap, and taking a heavy shot on their face.

In addition to the eight big diamonds, and very few people, the flesh can hold the sword in the hands, the rest of the Sword flew out.

The sword is the life of the sword.

The sword is in the people, the sword is disappeared, a sword, even the sword can't hold, but the biggest humiliation.

Such strength, Wang Hao actually imagined, giving Lin Yun a lesson.

It's obsessed with a dream, I don't know how to be cloud.

Can you bite an elephant? Wrong!

The ant antity is also more anthrace, biting an elephant, but an elephant can blow the endless antity.

If you want to bite an elephant, you are at least a wolf.

Unfortunately, this group of people in front of Lin Yun, there is no different ants.

He is now the strength, it has already been in the same day, it cannot be synonymous.

Repairing the ancient gold Shengshi Chuan Method, master the peak is full of superior princes, the sharp half-step congenital swords, Xuanwu nine heavy horror is ... Not saying, there is a dragon icon and dragon tiger fist Horizontal, secretly bombing the sword.

His base card, his means, his terrible, has already exceeded Wang Hao's imagination.

In the eyes, members of the Junzi League, and Wang Yu Xiu was reluctant to reach Xuanwu, the rest of the people were the highest, but the Xuanwu eight success.

Such a waste, there is more quantity, what is it used?!

The swords of the flow of flowers, the flusing, Lin Yun single hand-held sword, step by step, and got forward.

The invisible sword, falling on the people of the gentleman, so that many people have a pressure like mountains, painful, legs, and even stabilizing difficulties.

The eight big king before Wang Hao, the heart is awkward, and the look is frightened.

Their Impression of Lin Yun also stayed in the other side, only Xuanwu Wu Wu Wu Wu Wu Wu, close to the flag of the flag to compete with them.

But I didn't expect it, I can't see it a few months, I went to see each other.

It is already a mountain, and Wang Yang has endless, except for deepness, it is completely unable to ponder.

"Lin Yun, what do you want to do, I still want this sword to kill people?"

Wang Hao's heart is, it is even more likely to describe words. This has not been handed over, and it is not to come up with almost defeated swords.

I think some kind of possible in my mind, suddenly panic ... Is this guy, really want to kill me? "Don't let him come over!

One thought and this, Wang Hao did not keep calming, leaving the sentence, and ran away.

He didn't want to die, he just settled a big event for the big emperor, and he must set the Wang's clan in the future, and there is an endless rich and Ronghua.

How can I die in a sword slave?

"Let's open, or ... die.

For Wang Hao's escape, Lin Yun did not panic, looked at this group of people in front of him.

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In addition to the eight big gold, the rest of the gallbladder members, and went around.

They are all disciples of swords, just because Wang Hao is rich, and the generous is to look forward to his horse, but it is far from the point where he is selling for him.

Really loyal to him, only eight big gold, this eight people like the family's family.

Faithful sword, only loyal king.

"There is a kind, you kill us!

The Junzi League is eight big gold, with the sword in his hand, stare at Lin Yun, and there is no meaning to refund.

"as you wish.

The sword, the wind is wind, and the eight people have a blood.

Both glasses, I don't understand how I don't understand, Lin Yun is the sword.

Plop!

Eight people fell to the ground at the same time, the moment of flying, the life was falling, and the death was died.

So horrible, just saw Wang Hao, who was turned back, he was a soft, and he fell to the ground.

And the back hand and feet were used, and hurriedly climbed up, and rushed over the Swords of the Sword.

Lonely star assessment, the big emperor is trip to the white Rican, both are there.

As long as you can escape, you can just die.

But he just climbed up, he saw the front, Lin Yun held the sword to sit on a stone carving and looked at him.

The fastness of the body, the gods.

"you……"

A strange scene, let Wang Hao are somewhat, think is your own illusion.

He looked back, there is really no girlfriend of Lin Yun on the play of the Warm, when you turn around.

The stone carved, just still Lin Yun, once again disappeared.

What's going on ... Hey!

I wanted to understand, and I fell into the Lin Yun behind him, and a sword stabbed.

Blood splash, Wang Hao has a sword, and immediately be shocked out.

After climbing up, the head is not returning, and it will run wild.

Lin Yun is not in a hurry, he holds a funeral sword, waiting for the other party to run a hundred meters, tatting a sword.

He wants to kill Wang Wei, a sword is enough to die, but it is not necessary to be so cheap.

After half an minutes, Wang Hao is a hundred swords, and it is bloody.

The skin is up and down, there is no in a good place, as long as one moves, the wounds under the upper body are like a painful pain, as if countless ants eat themselves in the tear bite.

Wang Hao sideworn, crying while crying.

Lin Yun killed people ... Lin Yun killed people ... "

Along the way, the surprise was awkward, let the nearby sword disciples are very horrified.

When he came, the Jianji disciples gathered in the Yunmu Square, have been unclear.

Wang Hao is desperate, this is not over, and there is no one-third.

He took the pain and climbed up, and he went back to Lin Yun. "Lin Yun, what do you want to do, are you crazy? I am going to kill me in the swordhouse?"

"Can you recognize this thing?"

Lin Yun did not answer, the fingertips of this slender silver needle, cold and humiliate, and it is inexplicable.

"Blood rain and silver needle!

When Wang Wei, he exposed a frightened look, and he couldn't help but shout.

"It seems that Wang Dynasty, I'm not very bad ..."

The voice falls, Lin Yun reaches your hand, and the silver needle is broken.

No, I can't die, I can't die!

In the eyes of Wang Hao, Wang Hao, in the end of the death, suddenly appeared strongly.

When it returns to the light, the power of the far exceeds itself, and the silver needle is avoided.

When you turn around, I saw a long and old, and I was coming to him.

The end of the end suddenly came out of endless joy, and the Nei Yan was old, saved.

On the bloody face, revealing a cruel smile, can't help but laugh.

Hey!

But this laugh, I still have to dissolutely solidify, no sound, he fell in a silver needle, inserted into the body.

The moment of toxins is abolished, fused with blood, flowing to the limbs, and the top of the six internal organs.

Do you want to die? Wang Hao immediately scared six gods without Lord. He didn't think of it.

In the reincarnation, the retribution is unhappy.

Blood rain silver flowers, see the blood sealing throat, not the purple government, will die.

"Little Jiannu, I am fighting with you.

In the desperate, Wang Hao roared, not to rush to a variety of old, and he left Lin Yun.

He was scattered, and if it was crazy, he just bite Lin Yun as a mad dog before dying.

But Lin Yun obviously didn't intend to give him this opportunity.

A sword, run through its eyebrows, swords, blood, sputtering, and a ruthless sword light to break its head.

"Stop!

A hurriedly came to the merits, and I still shouted at all, Wang Hao's head is like a ball.

He is old behind him, and it is shocking, and his face is shocking.

Since the establishment of the Sword Pavilion, no one dare to challenge the authority of the sword, killing people in the sword.

In particular, when the old face, there is never.

"Good dog, do you know what you do!

Belly reached out to the grove, tremble.

He thought that his speed came enough, enough to keep Wang Hao did not die, who knew Lin Yun as a while in his face.

"Know, I killed a bad dog.

"Hahaha, a killing dog!

Give me a beggar, otherwise, I don't need to report, I can kill you now!

Bowns anger, the front step, the majestic is suppressed.

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Lin Yun's sword is returned, and the eyebrows are picking, and the cold eye is looking to each other. Shen Sheng said: "Ling Xiaojiange

I am Lin Yun, a disciple of swords, why not give you, my sword, killing people don't regret!

Initially, his voice is not large, it can gradually increase.

Wait until the end, the sound of the sky, and the four parties.

With the fierce swords, when the voice falls, it will go back.

My sword, killing people don't regret!