If the ferocious dragon python is waving, it wants to swallow up all the mountains and rivers and tear the forest clouds apart.

The empty mountains and rivers are long, and the fallen leaves are windy!

But Lin Yun was not panicked, and the Burial Flower Sword danced around the mountain for a while, deriveing ​​a vast sword force, and then becoming as light as a leaf. With the movement and stillness, with the superb artistic conception, this terrifying shot was gone without a trace.

It's easy to resolve.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought in the air for three moves, which unexpectedly made them equally.

"die!"

After three moves, the two of them flew wildly in the air, twisted towards Tianhe's upper body, and swung the gun in their hands and threw it out fiercely.

boom!

The sharp edge of the spear penetrated through the void and pierced Lin Yun's heart. Wherever he passed, there was a harsh sound of breaking through the air like thunder.

go!

Lin Yun fought against each other, waved his backhand, and the blessing of the innate wedding dress. The burial flower was like silver light, flashing with a shocking fog and stabbed towards the other party's eyebrows.

Both of them seemed extremely fierce in this attack, and they each used their body techniques to the limit, avoiding the weapons stabbed by the other party.

The beautiful mountains and rivers, the peaks and mountains are like gathering!

At the moment of staggering, Xiang Tianhe relied on his cultivation advantage to take the lead in attacking and printed it down with one palm.

One day, the wind will rise with the wind and soar to the ninth level of heaven.

Lin Yun had long hair and waved his hand, and a strong wind rushed forward.

The wind rises in the sky, and the clouds are drunk in all directions!

Bang!

Two palm lights slapped together in the air, and suddenly a storm swayed, with peaks and mountains shaking, and mountains and rivers trembling. With the earth-shaking loud noises, the two of them retreated hundreds of meters and landed hard.

Huh!

Lin Yun reached out and patted the ground, stabilized his body, and slowly stood up. He wiped the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, looked at the other party, and smiled casually: "The monster on the inner list, but that's it."

Xiang Tianhe's face was slightly dark, his face changed, and his body was churning with blood. Although he was not injured, he was also extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, he stared at Lin Yun and said in a deep voice: "Who are you!"

Who is it?

Not only Xiang Tianhe, but also the people who had avoided him far away were also full of questions. What is the origin of this person?

The green shirt was stimulating, Lin Yun's long hair danced into the sky, and his handsome face was extremely arrogant at this moment. His brow raised lightly and said coldly: "I will not change my name or sit or change my surname, the Great Qin Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, the Burial Flower Master, Lin Yun
Chapter completed!