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The seventh hundred and forty chapter Lin Yun's move can be described as a big bold, but the next chaos can notice that he is too small.

In addition to Long Hao, most self-insurance is difficult.

Roar!

Huasai Tian Dynasty, Lin Yun actually climbed his own blade, anger, furry arm angry shakes.

Lin Yun's body, suddenly fused in half air, it will be shaken directly.

At the moment of shaking, Lin Yun people appeared in the air, and many of the remaining shadows were practiced, like a cloud quietly spread, gathered into a vast cloud.

The sword is like a mountain, but it can be scattered and invisible, and it is like a cloud.

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The hunger is too lazy to pay so much, and the darkness of the violent branches in the nostrils, the stone pillar is like a stick, and the residue is constantly crushing.

I can't wait for him to play again. The sky is overlapping in an instant, and the overlapping moment has the moonlight in Lin Yun.

Yinqing is lacking, and the wind changes.

Waiting to Lin Yun out of the sword, selling rain, Caiche District.

Jian Mang is like a moonlight, the blue water, the lake is like a mirror, the burial flowers are funeral, and the autumn is a long day.

Mirror flowers, water mirror flowers!

The hunger is not reacted, and in this gorgeous vision, Lin Yun is buried in his eyebrow.

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There is a heavy sound, blood splash, Lin Yunjian is a stab in a sturdy treasure, and his arm is slightly.

The fascination of the gods of the sky, a three-inch long wound, bloodless overflow, the flow of it is full.

It seems that it is very horrible, but it is actually just a slight injury, this monster's head cover is a hard incredible.

"Return!

Lin Yun is slightly shocked, and it is too busy to fall back, he is too close to the magic.

The whole face of the other party has his long body, the temperature of the black magic flame in the pupil, almost burned into the skin on Lin Yun.

Roar!

Under the pain, hunter The sky is falling into an unprecedented violent, emit a harsh roar.

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It squats out the horrible demon wind, Lin Yun double-earned squeezing, symposion, shocking him in an instant, and the body disorder in the body.

Hey!

Hey!

The silver purple breeze flower in the purple house, trembles, and the petals sounded in the forest cloud in Lin Yunzhi.

Not waiting for Lin Yun in the air, the stone pillar is swept across a mountain peak, and the airflow is inverted, and the airflow has burst into a sharp whistling.

Lin Yun even didn't even wipe the blood stains of the mouth, and smashed a sword in this electro-optical stones.

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The seemingly faint sword tip, with the sharp edges of Ling Yu, against the stone pillar of the whistling.

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The sword tip passed into the stone pillar, the stone column surface, the dust, the dust and the stone shadings.

After the moment, the horrible breath was blown from the stone pillar, and Lin Yun was shocked by the half air.

In the flyback, Lin Yun left hand five fingers becomes a purple jade glass, the dust is not flutted, the finger fluctuates in the air, like all the strings.

It is also catching the wind and catching the sword, condensed with boundless trend.

When there is a purple breeze on the back of the jade, Lin Yun fits a bomb. After his insult, there is a crystalline huge purpezer.

Ten fingers, the sword is spiritual!

There is a rough purple sword mood in the dark night, it is like a colorful, transacted, and thorns the neck of the hunter.

Boom!

Under such a thick sword, the huge body, the tremble is retired, and the trembling will retreat.

For each step, the ground has a dramatic jitter, and the flesh and blood near many monsters directly, and dying on the spot.

The light of the moon!

Lin Yun has a big trend, the wrist is a shake, and the hundred purple sword is intertwined. It has set a vast sword net.

Frost cold!

Straw cloud!

It has not yet finished, Lin Yunqian stab, and even two swords.

The horrible killings, will hunt down the sky, the hunger is hurt, and the sword of the wind is hit by the swords of the wind, it is hard to fall.

Gathering into the stream, running like the wind!

Thoroughly, Lin Yun, the three three strokes, is indispensable in the air, and falls at the same time.

Just falling into the moment, raising your hand is a sword, this is his fluid sword law in the Qing Yunzong.

After a long time, you can recall the moment, but it is half a point, it is not sparse, like branding, never forgets the depths of the soul.

Hey!

Blood splashes, those mysterious monsters toward him, suddenly scraped into countless fragments.

"Is the gap opened?"

Lin Yun twisted, the monster group of the ink city in the distance, was torn away from Zuoyuan and others, and the unclear refugees came out from the city.

Roar!

I can break the thoughts of Lin Yun, and the regret of the ground is like it is not injured at all, I climbed directly.

The anger of the anger burned into a terrible demon, with horrible pressure, swept the eight parties.

The violent head, twisted around, looking for Lin Yun's figure in the night.

"It's really skin thick.

Lin Yun shake his head, and the funeral flower stabbed, and turned to the opposite direction.

It kills it, and there is a few unclear monsters, and die in the sword light of Lingxia.

Some luck, no death, the monster, I can't turn over, I was chasing the regret that the magic tree was directly stepped into meat.

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After half an minutes, the hunger is completely angry, he stepped out of the hundred cracks in one foot.

If the body is vacant, the lightning is like the front of Lin Yun, and the hand is looked down toward Lin Yun.

Bay sword, rushing power!

Lin Yun slightly sideways, and the spin is the huge sword, and the sword is like a thunder, the sword is like electricity.

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The Jian Mang and the stone pillar have once again rumored, and Lin Yun, who has won the tyrants, this time has not shocked.

I am hurting that the Tiando is showing the color of the sky, raising his hand is a sword, the sword, the sky!

There is a light curtain that has a sword with a sword around the whom, it is like the wings of the sky, and it is awkward.

Boom!

Endless domineering is eight parties, Lin Yun is ventilated, raising his hand, a sword, it is empty.

The sword pointed a little sharp, hard and ethnic students gave this night to open, and felt the dazzling light.

If the sky is flashing in the eyes, I quickly hold the stone pillar, such as the stick is in front of my body.

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The burial flowers on the stone column, heavy and overbearing swords, and the step back of this hundreds of hiking.

Bay sword, star big explosive!

Lin Yuncai sword is retreating, the thunder of the sword is condensed, like a star.

Through this big potential, it is again mad.

Regret, the sky does not dare to share, the feet is on the ground, and it will be retracted hundreds of meters.

It is retreat, but the demon in it is in the endless, finally, its demonization is a black magic flame.

Squat!

After the landing, the hunter of the murderer jumped quickly, and the stone pillar had hammered the stick.

The stars of boundless swords are condensed, and they are directly bombed under this god.

Lin Yunru, the kite of the disconnection, slammed from the air.

However, the hunger is the same as the same thing. Although the stars are broken, the swords of Ke Lin Yun still are still not scattered.

Those who are scattered, like countless fireflies, although it is weak, but there is no signs of extinguishing.

When the fireflies, the fireflies are unclear, hunting on the sky, and being smashed.

The huge body is like a ground, and there are countless meteorites to smash the pit, and the number is incomplete.

Plop!

It is under the great trend of this, once again, issues a tear-hearted tragic sound.

"This magic ..."

Lin Yun's heart, the face is slightly helpless, he was bombarded by this hit, the mourning of the magic, sounded terrible.

Xiaohong!

Just when Lin Yun will call the blood dragon horse, the party is like a dream, and the face is revealed.

The blood dragon horses are not there, in the past, the blood dragon horse is always his final way.

It turned out that he had already used to the existence of each other, and it is unknown.

I am hurting that the sky is turning over, Lin Yun stuffed the medicinal herbs into the mouth and converges the breath.

In the vast night, you are quietly chased towards the direction of Zuo Yun and others.

After a long time, the roar of the temple behind the sky is getting smaller and smaller.

Lin Yun looked back, see the direction of the ink city, a flare.

That is in the fire, there is a similar soul of the soul, condensed with painful and desperate negative emotions, floating towards the magic clouds in the sky.

The magic cloud is built, and the greed is extremely devourd, which is very strange at this moment.

"this is……"

Lin Yun's brow is slightly wrinkled, and it feels a little strange.

There are also a monster massacre, even a lot, but I have never seen such an eye, like an old blood sacrifice, evil and dark.

Is it a vision after breaking the city? Still there, just exist, just he has a look? Half, Lin Yun woke up, not he did not see before.

It is impossible to find that he has become a lot of times after his congenital sword is refined.

Although I have not fully promoted the spiritual swords, but the bottleneck does loosely, and his sword is strong, and it is very strong.

At the moment, between the peak is successful and the spiritual swords, it can be a half-step spirit.

"This is the matter, I can't get a headache, and the Nanhua ancient domain is afraid that I have noticed it.

Lin Yun recovered the line of sight, not entangled this weird and evil vision.

Two hours, dawn will come.

Lin Yun was in a wood, induced the breath of Zuoyi and others, and the other person had more breath.

For Lin Yun, who has mastered half-step spiritual swords, it is very easy to pursue it, he all the way is coming along these breath.

Zuo Yun and Fengye two people, burned a bunch of bonfires, and the two did not rush to Mu Jiancheng with other refugees and martial arts.

They are here, but they are deliberately waiting for Lin Yun.

Suddenly, the two faces changed while changing, looking up, seeing Linzhong slowly came to a figure.

When the wild is now big, I am busy laughing: "Lin Yun!

"You are hurt?"

Zuo Yun looked at Lin Yun who sat over and asked.

"Fortunately, I can't die."

Lin Yun put the burial flowery, quite right.

It can be shocked in Zuoyun's heart, and he will be a glimpse before retreating, have seen the other party and hunting day.

The pictures of the same areas, it is very shocked, and it is unable to describe words.

But I didn't expect Lin Yun to bring the sword, and the performance was so casually, he didn't experience what it was in the past half year.

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Just when Zuo Yun secretly shocked, there was a sound in the dark, and the Long Hao was coming out with a smile.

"Awesome, what is the sword of the swords of the Magic Trich? This sword method is really surprising, and the hunting of the master of the main level is rumored by you.

The color of the dragon is surprised, and I laughed to Lin Yun.

"Who is this? Is it very familiar with you?"

The wild is asked.

"Sword", Tsing Yi Dynasties.

Lin Yun roasted fired as a truth, and the dragon's face was slightly stiff, no need to be so honest.

Although the sword is not mysterious, it can not be casually and people, revealing their identity.

The wild is soft: "Listen to this name, it seems to be very big, what is the loin of Tsing Yi Dynasty?"

"Specially looking for swords enchanting, giving resources to help them grow.

Lin Yun continued.

When Fengyan suddenly lit up, he looked at Long Hao: "Brother, you, how do you, next to the wild, the body of the Chinese blood, and the talent can be all in the middle.

Dragon's face suddenly revealed the color, laughed: "Only the swordsman.

"Hey, I can change, although I practice the boxing, I have never practiced other blade, I will be a sword.

The wild is in a scratch, and the dragon is entangled.

Take this opportunity, Lin Yun and Zuo Yun quietly left and came to a slight place.

"What is your planning?"

Zuo Yun asked curiously.

"First go to Mu Jiancheng, see where there will be on the Long Yun list, and wait for the beast to return to the empire.

Lin Yun is probably this arrangement. If you can, you will go to the Dragon Slope before going back.

There is a thousand years of unsatisfactory swords, it is worthwhile to observe, maybe there is a machine that is completely promoted to Tongling Sword.

"Da Qin Empire ... I also want to go back and see, but unfortunately I have rebelled the mixed yuan.

Zuo Yun said helplessly, he beted the paradise, returning to Da Qin Wen Yanbo won't let him.

"Come to the sword."

Lin Yun looked at each other and said.

"This is not appropriate ..."

"It's really wrong.

But you are my friend.

Lin Yun seems to be free, but it can not be said.

Zuo Yun took a little bit a little, and he smiled and said: "Okay.