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Chapter 466 Homemade Martial Arts? Lin Yun has thought, and the thunder swordsman did not have a killing of Tianlei.

There is no doubt that this sword, this is like electricity to tear the sky, and the sword of the cloud is indeed in Bai Li Xuan.

If Bai Li Xuan with Holy Body is enough to be a jealous, it can also have some martial arts, how much is it? Around Longmen Square, countless roads fall in Bai Li Xuan, and looks very stunned.

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The ninth battle, Lingxiao Jianlin Cloud, against the Yunxiao Sword Hall!

Next to Ziqing King, Fenghua princess looks at the eyes and loudly.

Her voice is clear, surrounded by the entire Longmen Square, everyone listens to a clear.

The Longmen Square just stopped, and the bursts were stunned, and there was a championship.

"finally reached.

Lin Yun got on the night son. The group of Zhonglin Yun killed his brother. Its to Lin Yun can be hate. I don't know if Lin Yun has a chance to live.

"At present, the master master's master is basically a rolling opponent, very strong.

Lin Yun will abstain, otherwise it will die!

"Interesting, see how he chooses, this gantry should not come.

It can go to 32 strong, he is enough, even if it is not shameless.

Everyone is looking forward to, just after reading a battle of focus, there is another battle of focus.

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The two figures flipped, and the steady fell on the battle.

The color of the quarters, it is inevitable that he does not say a word, just calmly view each other.

The night son is black, staring at Lin Yun, is like a monster staring at the prey.

The killing and hate in the eyes, there is no hidden, and it is horrible and terrible.

"Before three days ago, I said that you should don't touch me, otherwise I will never spare you.

If you are interested, you will be able to admit defeat with the referee, otherwise you will be saved!

The night son is flashing in the eyes, deliberately laughing, and the sound is extremely harsh.

"This guy, I want to intentionally irritate the brother!

I look at the eyes on the stage, and I will take a look at the heart of the night son.

The referee looked at the eyes of Lin Yun, the look, obviously in questioning him, whether to abstain.

"No need to.

Lin Yun gods indifferent, spit out words.

There are not many words, and the figure is moving behind, and you will start! "Start!

"Humph!

The voice just fell, and the night son smiled, and he immediately rushed to a violent and fierce momentum.

He is like a sword of the sheath, the sharpness, the light, it is like a dazzling star in the night, does not cover up.

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The sword is in the scream, the momentum of the night son is constantly arrogant, and the fierce sword is like a substantive, highlighting the deep and overbearing.

The whole battle, it seems to be trembled under his such violent momentum, this sword should make the whole world bow in front of his night son.

"Good!

"Half-step Zifu's realm, with its own star-like sword, he wants to speed up the speed, do not give Lin Yun any chance.

"Terrible.

Dare to imagine, it will face a situation in front of him, afraid that it is a violent embarrassment.

"It is worthy of the presence of the maith!"

Just just show your swords, the night son shows, the son-level enchanting is terrible.

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Waiting for the sword to climb the peak, the people who have eared, their swords are swimming, and the night son stepped out, and the sword is drawn.

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Glittering swordsman, like a shot of flowing light in the night, with the night son's own horrible sword, this sword is fast.

Lin Yun reached out, five fingers in the funeral sword, facing the horrible sword of each other.

The sword is out of the sheath, the sword is like an autumn water, it is like a dragon to roar.

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In the event of a non-hair, the first sword of the opponent's thorns, and the battle of the battle is dramatic.

blocked!

What makes everyone eat is that this sword is not only blocked by Lin Yun, but also has not retired.

Bang!

The Jian Mang felts in the air, the night son brows, the real yuan is condensed, and the sword is again tatched.

Seven mysterious steps, people spent out!

Lin Yun moves, not flustered, the seven Xuan step is like Jin Wu, and it is very fast, it is like a shock.

Every step, it seems that there is a picture, but the sword can be fierce, and the poor chase is reluctant. Every sword will leave Lin Yun's painting, stir into the powder.

Between the blink, the two were moving in the moving movement.

The sword blade collides, there is more than, the night son is firmly suppressed with strong cultivation, and people feel that he is like a mountain.

A huge, it is enough to easily die of the mountains of Linyun.

"It is indeed very deep, and it is afraid that it is a purple worker. It will not be cheap in front of you.

Lin Yun is thinking, the other party is refined, it is indeed a terrible.

Wu Mo Han, who faced before him, is a lot of horrible, both of which are half-step, can be completely at a level.

"If you know, give me a dead!

The night sister smiled, and the footsteps were on the ground. When the sword suddenly made a sharp whistling, the ancient battle took out the slit of the micro-race.

"Hey is dead? Think more.

Lin Yun has no expression, and Dantian is quietly bloomed, and the true and thick truth is turned.

The fire is out of the fire, and one is completely weak in the sword of the opponent, suddenly broke out.

"Xuanwu ten!

"This is impossible ..."

The crowd suddenly surprised, three days ago, I was also Xuanwu Jiu Repair Lin Yun, and the eyes were repaired to soared to Xuanwu.

Moreover, it is stable, unlike is the first in Xuanwu.

"Sword is divided into duisine!

A wave of waves of the water moon swords are launched in Lin Yun, as if there are two rounds of Mingyue to appear under this sword, the sky is in a round, the ground is on the ground.

And the burial sword in Lin Yun's hand, the sword light in the two rounds of moonlight, broke out.

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cut!

cut!

Hold the burial flowers, Lin Yun strong counterattack, the swordsmanship, a round of swords in the sword.

Qi Xuan, Jinwu wingsted!

At the moment of the mutual sword, Lin Yun's arms were exhibited, it was like a golden black, and the next moment suddenly appeared before the other side.

There is no hesitation, the funeral sword broke out, and he fell toward the night son.

"Looking for death!

The night son was furious, and this kid actually dared to bully, I don't know what to live.

"The light of the stars!"

The real yuan is in the long sword in his hand, the sword is suddenly blooming, followed by crack out, like the star burst.

"The light of the moon!"

Lin Yun is cold, and the corner of his mouth has a bruise.

It seems that a round of moon is rising, the moonlight on the sword is like a flame, and the moon is like a fire, such as light, such as my sword, burial flowers and funerals.

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The moonlight and the star have exploded, and the truth in the half is aging, the sword is broken, a chaotic, covering Lin Yun's figure.

Bang!

The terrible explosion is like a waves, a wave is then a wave, and he does not stop.

In the ear of people, it is like a thunder, and the brain is born.

"do you died?"

Looking at the sword on the stage, the night son of a black dress, the people who couldn't help but suffer from the remaining waves in half empty.

In the Yu Bo, the Guanghua is scattered, the sword is stirring, a fascinating.

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It can be suddenly, like a sound of the mirror rupture, followed by a mellow moonlight in the half space wave.

The moonlight is like the flood of the decissete, and the turbulent broke out, and the entire battle will be annihilated.

Moon, Lin Yunqing Xiu Junlang, cold, cold, his body, holding a burial flower, like a round of moon falling in the world.

"The light of rice, also dare to fight with the moon?"

Boom!

The moonlight is falling, and the other swords will be crushed. In the eyes of the night son, he repeatedly hits him.

"The so-called son, but thus.

Lin Yun landed, looked at the night son who was shocked by himself, said faintly.

"Arrogant!

"Is it a arrogance? What is it!

Looking at the night son, Lin Yumi, a funeral, funeral sword, fantastic sword, spiked, directly to the other party.

His line of sight is in the sword, crosses the sword, and the cold falls on the other side.

Frost cold!

Not waiting for the night son to react, the green shirt drums, long hair, Lin Yun's sword is suddenly incomparably cold.

To the yin, the cold, the highest arrogant, the point of view, I am frozen!

The cold sword is like a cold cream, with the sword of the trembling, like the wind, swept the entire vast battle.

The night son is slightly changed, he felt invisible and horrible swords, like a monster desire to swallow the whole person.

When the real yuan is surging, the sword is blocked in front.

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I heard like a glass fragmentation, and on the vast batting, I fell on the ground.

The night maternal face is a white, the original earthquake is flying, and the mouth is vomiting.

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The whole scene is shocked, and it has been spurred. Since Lin Yun has a counterattack, it will not be cleaned up, and it will hurt the night.

The people in the brain, do not dare to confuse all.

Even suspicious, is it wrong with it, it is Lin Yun, not a blood injury.

"I admit some little you ..."

The night son wiped the blood of the mouth, and his face was cold.

Raise the room, the night son is watching, and the sky will fall into the sword.

Then the smuggling sword, condenses into a vertical sword, when two swordsmanship, constitute a magnanimous cross sword, and the night son suddenly broke the eye-catching light.

The sword is straight, it is like a cloud, it seems to pierce everything, and people don't dare to see.

"But I said, if you don't accept it, your ending only one, that is dead!

The sound of the teeth of teeth spit out from the night grandmaster, the crucifixion, he stepped out one step.

Boom!

The sword is like an angry Wang Yang, rolling up, and there is nothing, and the people who are in the heart.

"Cross print, this is the eighth mark of the radiant sword!

"Others, this sword is cultivated to the eighth, and it can be fully comparable and even surpassing Zifu.

The exclamation of the people has not fallen, and Lin Yun suddenly blooms with a pound of purple flower, stirring the wind, and then a sword stab.

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Night son Wang Yangshuo swords, in this sword, to fall.

In the eyes of the night son, he exposed an unbelievable look, he reached out and touched his eyebrows, looked at the blood, and speechless.

With the name of the sword, I will open!

Boom, under the rush of the sword, the eyebrows have been passed through the night son, which is flying out on the spot. Wait until the landing moment, four minutes and five cracked, and there is no corpse.

"From now on, this big Qin Empire is the name of your night son.

Lin Yuncai sword was scabbled, and the eyes were scanned.