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In the fifth fifty-sixth chapter of Lingmu Mountain, Lin Yun accidentally encountered one person, it is Mo Ling.

"The sister, it is ingenious.

Lin Yun light.

"Don't worry, I am waiting for you, see Mu Xue's gimmick?"

The ink blinks and whispered.

Lin Yun nodded, but he didn't pick up, he looked up and looked up to Linghu Peak.

This mountain is rising, towering into the clouds, , halfway: "Sister, do you think this mountain is high?"

Mo Lingmei flashed into the light, faintly: "One mountain is more than a mountain.

"How much thicker?"

"There is a day outside the sky, someone else is.

Lin Yun said, smiled: "Yes, there is a day outside the sky, someone else, one mountain is more than a mountain.

Who is the frog in the bottom well, a self-time prove!

Ink, the temper, clear the temper of Mu Xue, but guess what happened.

However, she is not good at comforting people, nor does it like to make a comforting person. If you want to say, you have just said it, there is no meaning.

"This is the fourth pilot Dan who refines you, Qiankun Bi Yundan.

Mo Ling said, take out a delicate and gorgeous skill box handed over.

Lin Yun's eyes were bright, reached out and laughed: "I have forgotten this."

"I didn't forget it, so I have been waiting, I promised to send you a Lingbao, and now I will pick you up."

Mo Ling Snow White is like a thin hand, gently shot on the storage bag, and the nine-handed short sword flew out.

The short sword has no handle, only the sword blade, the sword blade is unique, and can be combined at will.

The nine-handed short sword can be connected to the first, form a long snake-like sword, can also be two or two, constitute a handle of ten, which can overlap each other, form a round of bending knife, a variety of ways, dazzling.

The sword blade is in the cold, the sword seems to be engraved with quite mysterious ice property spirit, faintly look, like snowflakes are floating.

"There is a good time in the ancient ancient times, named snow moon flying, a total of sixteen monthly blade, namely Hege.

It was found to be found, this is the imitation of the snowy moon, and it is not extraordinary, and it is not too much than the silver iron tree fan in my hands. How do you see? "

The Mo Ling of the snow moon flying, explained with Lin Yun whispered, the nine handle named the short sword of the month.

In her week, she flew up and gathered between gathered, and she was very nice to her own.

Lin Yun appreciates a moment, whispered: "It is not a million product, but I am used to using the sword, there is a burial flower.

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The nine-handed monthly blade overlaps, Mo Ling is harvested, but there is no force, whispered: "After ten days, the five hospitals will be officially started, when I came to you."

Lin Yun nodded, witness the other party, and the heart is thinking.

He was repaired, from Yin Xuanjing, broke through the Yin Xuan, which can be said to be a lepid, and the thickness is thin.

But the progress of the martial arts is stagnant, and there is no progress in delay.

It is already a dragging of yourself, this is like the racing of the horse, nature has to match a better saddle.

Good horses are equipped with sad saddle, strong and cultivated, and more dazzling martial arts.

Ten days, with the understanding of his far-growing people, enough to refine the seven killing and hegemony.

"Punch!

Compared to the difficulty of the tyrants, I have mastered the seven killing boxes of the seven killing, and the threshold is not that is very big, it is easier to get some.

Seven kills, have a total of seven style.

The first style, it is anger.

The second world, resentful.

The third style, the cup is difficult.

The fourth style, who is with me.

The fifth style, the sky is not benevolent, life is not righteous!

The sixth style, the blood is not exhausted, the battle is not!

Seventh style, killing innocent, !

Everything has a great power, especially behind three, each type of banned, with horrible killing.

In the geographical fist method, it is completely found to compete with it, it is enough to compare the heavens.

This seven kills, can learn the top four, it is enough to cross the violent embarrassment.

If you can fully cultivate a full-time, Lin Yun can rank Nanhua ancient domain, on the Dragon Yun list of the stars, it is a seat that belongs to him.

Lin Yun put the jade simpler of the seven kills in the eyebrow, after a long time, it began to formally cultivate with the courtyard.

Blinking between five days.

Among the vast military fields of the hospital, the teenager is a green dress, and the box is like electricity.

It's like a lotus, it is like the sun and the moon.

The heart is moving, and the Buddha is printed in Linyun hand, and instantly agglomerates.

Time, the sky is like the sky, and the mountain is falling down. He is so heavy, and a mountain in one of them is difficult to move.

The killing of the murder, seven times the murderous murder of Lin Yun, reaching the top of the big Chengzang, the big completion, and terrible poles.

Bang!

Along with a martial arts, the horrible power of the seven kicked printed, in an instant outbreak.

For a time, the mountain is shaken, the sky is pawn, and the sky is discolored.

In the vastness of the fist, he was completely embossed his own Yin Xuanjing, and he was released, and the temperament of the whole person changed.

Side, here, will definitely illusion.

The middle teenager seems to go to the top, and the mountain is small.

The lonely tall and arrogant temperament, looks very close, but it seems to be overlapping the mountain, only in the cloud sea.

His punch, a shouting of a thousand horses in a thousand people, and the anger, the shout, and the earth.

For a while, it is like an endless blood and sadness, it is difficult to let go, that caught the extremely pride, like a residual blood of the blood, desolate.

The boy is cold, such as electricity, and the pride of the blood is born, which makes him sweating, and the slightly thin flesh does not seem to have to bear.

Cup of wine is difficult, who is with me!

Just listening to the shout, the mammon rose out, and there is a three-character spirit, and I'm broken.

If the cracks spread like a spider web, hegemony and violent, dry strength, ruthless, and awe.

If you have the best, Lin Yun is so self-call, if you think: "Heaven is anger, resentful, cup of wine, who is with me, this four boxes seem to be a goodness, hearty, overbearing and violent .

It can be actually, the accumulation of killing and anger, but it has been an amazing point.

The last three-game killing, the hurt, once released, it is a ban on the United States!

Unfortunately ... Lin Yun can feel that the killing of the four boxes is already awkward.

His flesh, his repair, actually has reached the limit it can withstand.

Trading the last four tricks, I am afraid that there will be a quite horrible consequence, and it is not good to fry directly.

In just five days, Lin Yun took this Tianfu Academy for hundreds of years, unmanned boxing, and cultivated to the point of close up, it can be said that there is no one.

Among them, he also found some mystery. This fist is not complete, it is incomplete.

There are still some things, and the predecessors of the Tianfu Academy have not consciously believe this vulnerability when preparing the ancient disabilities.

Otherwise, it will not spread it.

Others can't cultivate, in addition to resisting killing, afraid of this reason he thinks.

Fortunately, it is Lin Yun, which chooses Lin Yun, which does not have the wrong person.

Within five days, Lin Yun was in painstaking, not only succeeded in cultivation, but also referred to the artistic conception of seven killing fists.

He is tuned to rose into a rising, the flesh is great, the peak is a successful seven killing!

"Seven kicked fists can't succeed in a short period of time, it can be seen in this way, and it is also enough to let the disciples from the hegemonic force, see the world.

Looking at the Wolf Martial Arts, the Lin Yun's eyes flashed.

If the outside is present, see him, will not be cold and chestnut.

"The practice of the sword.

Lin Yun reached out, from the funeral sword of the funeral sword in the purple sword, it was held tightly.

Five fingers hold the moment of the sword handle, the feeling of the blood is connected, and suddenly it is raw.

The cold proud and front of the funeral sword, with its own temperament, perfectly integrated.

Under the long hair of the juvenile, the cold color contained in the eye, I don't know if it is a burial sword, it is especially true.

Al or, complement each other, it is the same, it reveals the deep bistem of this dislike.

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The sword is like the autumn water, and the gentle moonlight falls through the clouds, sprinkles on the sword, like a ringtone ringing.

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He held a funeral sword, as if he heard the sound of the moon, his hand slowly lifted, his eyes and swords.

At the end of the horizon, the sword pointed, like a mountain peak, standing between the clouds, overlooking the earth.

Boom!

Lin Yun grazing the right hand, suddenly sweeping, and the time of the time.

The moonlight on the sword splashed out, a little bit, like firefly, dense Ma Ma, scattered eight parties, zero flying.

I am buried by flowers, burial flowers and funerals.

I love this sword, and I don't change.

I love this sword, the Wanli Mountain River does not change.

My sword, glory forever!

Lin Yun's eyes suddenly flashed a little cold, and the cold is constantly enlarged, it is like a flame, and it is burned in his eyes.

Baying, the first style of the thunder!

The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky, the silhouette is poured into the Lin Yunzhi, the sword, the next stop, the horrible electricity, condense into a unparalleled dragon-shaped beast, instantly culled out.

This is a wolf, and there is a giant pit, and the dust is flying, and the light is like a twinkling.

Do not dissipate this momentum, Lin Yun has a sword.

Bay sword, the second ceasefire break!

The boundless domineering brings together to a hundred feet long, the blink of an eye, the high-tech wall suddenly appeared a silk crack, and the spread was continued.

Compared with the Running electricity, this sword is shocked by the festival, which is fast.

The Jian Mang is like a shock, and its trend is magnificent, and it is boundless, but it can be broken.

But now, it seems that power is not imagined.

Lin Yun slightly shakes his head, whispered: "This is a horrified rush, but it is more than a star half. If you want to break the day, it is too reluctant, you must do it true.

The so-called shocking, except for the faster, what is the mystery? "