War Songs of Boundless World

Yu Yanglin was shocked in his heart and felt a strong spirit of killing.

"It's a mental attack!"

Yuyanglin's face changed greatly, and the killing intention of mental power was extraordinary. It didn't look like a vigorous Qi blade. It could be broken and smashed with a silver dragon gun!

If you don't make a breakthrough in the pavilion of ten thousand treasures, you can't feel the existence of this spirit now!

It's not clear who died.

"Coagulation

At the moment of life and death, Yu Yanglin's spirit coagulates, and a gun shadow is formed in an instant, like a silver dragon gun in his hand. It's also a mental force that breaks through the eyebrows and shoots in a flash.

The two mental forces suddenly collide, cut and twist. The space is rippling. It seems that the space is going to be broken.

Zhuo Cong's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes were shocked, and his bones were trembling. He couldn't believe that the young man with a gun broke his "spirit blade" and even attacked his spirit.

Here is the master of the real Qi realm, just a demon.

Run! Run! Run!

Zhuo Cong didn't even think about it. He turned around and ran wildly. There was no fluke in his heart. The vitality in his body was about to dry up. After a spiritual attack, he was even weaker to the extreme. He would die in the war.

But in front of the youth is fighting crazy, like the tarsal maggot, there is no air gap, even the chance to breathe.

After fighting for such a long time, there was no sign of exhaustion of Qi.

If you don't run away, you will be worried about your life.

In a flash, Zhuo Cong shot a hundred meters away.

"Well! Come if you want, or leave if you want! "

Yuyanglin people in the air, the sole of the foot suddenly exploded, the whole person suddenly like a shell shot out, in an instant flying 40 or 50 meters.

Standing on the boulder, Luo Hengjiang was shocked. When he saw the situation, he had already begun to retreat. At this moment, he suddenly saw Zhuo Cong turn around and run away. Luo Hengjiang trembled all over, and his body was shaking. He immediately ran away with his true Qi.

In vain, Luo Hengjiang found that yuyanglin had disappeared in the perception of the world, and he was scared to death.

"Master Zhuo, help me, help me!"

Luo Heng Jiang's frightening roar is shrill, but he finds that Zhuo Cong doesn't turn back.

"Zhuo Cong, you son of a bitch!" Luo Heng Jiang's face was ferocious, and he felt a breath of death.

Ten meters away, Yu Yanglin didn't look at it. He swept it with one shot, which was more than 100000 Jin. There were traces of distortion in the split space.

Luo Hengjiang's whole body was suddenly distorted and blurred, but fangfo could still see the horror, ferocity, ruthlessness and reluctance on his face.

When the space swings and the air is rolling, a ditch three meters wide and ten meters deep is ploughed out on the ground, which is like a gun shadow. It impacts the cliff of chailintou and blows a big hole.

But Luo Heng Jiang is like a smoke, into nothingness, leaving only the broken second-order magic weapon meteor sword.

Yu Yanglin kept on walking. At the moment of one shot, he was able to escape 100 meters. His speed was so fast that he could escape 500 meters with one breath, which was comparable to the speed of sound.

Half a breath at the speed of sound is 350 meters, and one breath is 700 meters.

A chase and a escape, instantly disappeared in the eyes of Lin Jianqin and others.

"You go back to Lin's house first."

Yuyanglin has long disappeared, but the voice reverberates in people's ears.

In the heart of all the people in Lin's village, they were terrified.

"Yang and Yanglin are so strong. The strong one in yuanqijing is no match. The strong one in yuanqijing runs away!"

"Good, strong! How terrifying

At the same time, the hearts of all the people were shocked. The awe of yuyanglin was once again raised to a new height, but the hearts were full of blood.

Linjiazhuang finally has a strong man.

Moreover, Luo Heng, who was in the later stage of true Qi, was hanged with one shot.

"Come on, let's go back to the village quickly."

Lin Jianqin looks excited. He didn't expect that when he broke through the true Qi, he was further away from Yu Yanglin's cultivation. He didn't even have the qualification to intervene, or even could not get close to him.

But there was no jealousy in Lin Jianqin's heart. On the contrary, his blood was boiling and his waist seemed to be straight.

The two figures are as fast as ghosts, flying fast in the mountains and forests, flashing on the towering trees, and running on the ground from time to time, whistling through the air. Only a vague shadow can be seen.

Although Yu Yanglin feels closer and closer, he can't catch up with Zhuo Cong for a while. After all, the strong in Yuanqi state belong to the strong.

However, Yu Yanglin's mind changed quickly, and his intention to kill had begun. He must not be allowed to run away, or the Lin family village would perish.

"Give me death!"

In vain, Yu Yanglin took up his whole body Qi and put it into his silver dragon gun. With a split in the air, he shot out a shadow of a vigorous air gun and suddenly shot.

Gun shadow shot, swift and violent as thunder, with a thunderbolt, instantly to Zhuo Cong's back.

Zhuo Cong's sweat and hair burst, his mind was shocked, but his face was more and more ferocious. It seemed that he didn't expect that the boy could still split his vigorous Qi. His true Qi was so rich that he didn't show any signs of exhaustion.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

Zhuo Cong was angry and angry. He hated Luo Hengjiang and yuyanglin.

"Vigorous Qi protects the body!"

Zhuo Cong was frightened and roared wildly, but his vigorous Qi immediately covered his whole body. He gritted his teeth and was ready to carry a heavy blow,

With a dull roar, Zhuo Cong's vigorous gas hood was smashed in an instant, and his body staggered like a lightning strike.

Blood was gushing out.

"Die

Yuyanglin is catching up in a flash

The silver dragon's spear slashed, like the sound of the dragon and the crane, tearing the air, shaking out sound waves and thundering.

"Boom...!"

As soon as Qijin exploded, it blasted in all directions. A 10 meter deep pit was blasted out on the ground. Trees and stones about 100 meters around were twisted into powder by Qijin.

Zhuo Cong turned over and knelt on one knee in the ten meter pit. His whole body was full of flesh and blood, and his arm was completely cracked. He vomited blood and looked shocked.

In the eyes is the color of fear, but the body injury is in the crazy peristalsis, healing!

"Young man!"

Zhuo Cong raised his head fiercely, and his face was awe inspiring: "you and I have no grudge in the past, but I have no grudge recently. It's Luo Hengjiang..."

"Death

Yuyanglin is full of murderous spirit, and there is a bloodthirsty light in her eyes.

"Poof...!"

Zhuo Cong's eyes stare violently. He can't believe that the boy in front of him really dares to kill himself.

The silver dragon spear pokes directly into Zhuo Cong's eyebrow and comes out from the back of his head. Zhuo Cong's unwilling look is momentarily absent.

With the shock of the silver dragon gun, Zhuo Cong's head burst like a watermelon.

Yuyanglin is full of murderous spirit, and his eyes are sharp. Ever since he stepped into the road of cultivating Taoism and practicing martial arts, he wanted to express his gratitude and hatred. In front of those who despise him, he raised his eyebrows and raised his ashes. How can he tolerate the enemies who want to kill himself or even fight against Lin Jiazhuang.

If you can't spread your resentment, you'll have to practice fart. Every man's anger will take five steps, not to mention those who practice martial arts and Taoism.

Yuyanglin looks cold, gun head a pick, a space ring was picked up! As soon as his mental strength is swept away, Zhuo Cong's mental imprint is instantly broken. He is not an opponent alive, let alone the residual mental imprint after his death.

Yuyanglin is a Zheng, this space ring, unexpectedly nothing, only empty ten cubic space!

Yu Yanglin didn't know that the reason why Zhuo Cong went to wanbaoge was to buy this space ring. He even sold his third-order magic weapon. Otherwise, he would not fight for so long with his bare hands.

"Hum."

Yuyanglin also doesn't matter, quickly put away the space ring, mouth a Yang, just this space ring, is worth ten thousand gather Qi Dan.

His body flashed out of the deep hole.

Once again, you will arrive at the towering tree which is seven or eight meters high.

Standing at the top of the tree, yuyanglin is as light as nothing. His broken clothes sway with the wind. He takes out a Qi gathering pill and takes it. He recovers some vitality. Yuyanglin looks around.

I saw the vast mountains, endless.

There are only three peaks in the distance, towering and straight into the sky. The clouds and fog around the mountainside make it impossible to see the scenery on the mountain clearly, but only three huge mountain shadows.

"Is that the ploughhead mountains?" Yuyanglin looks excited.