In the last level of Shenlong Ghost, the four Tian Shen Dan brought the four mysterious arrays in Lin Yun.
The tragic fighting is beyond the expectations of everyone.
At this moment, everyone in Qingyan Square is unable to calm down. The green mango sword in Hengdan in the void is too scary.
Qing Mang Holy Spirit, who can block?
Lin Yun's manewal talent showed that everyone present was speechless. Even Gongsun Yan, who was defeated in the hands of Lin Yun, was uncomfortable.
receive!
Lin Yun's heart moved slightly, and the green mango sword standing in the sky slowly entered its body.
When the light dissipated, the terrible pressure permeated in the heavens and the earth suddenly disappeared, and the young people present were all relieved.
Looking at the three headless corpses on the ground, Lin Yun wondered whether he underestimated the power of the Qing Mang Holy Spirit.
Is it possible that the state of Tianxing is a completely unsolvable existence?
It is really possible to think about it. No matter who it is, even if it is the big brother of the dragon veins, it will be repaired as the realm of Tianxing.
He just sacrificed the Holy Spirit and had not yet performed the thirteen swords of the clouds. The old men were blinded by the light of the Holy Spirit.
That's the edge of this sword too sharp.
Originally, Lin Yun thought that one enemy and four should be dead. Now it may seem to be wrong. If the real Holy Spirit of the floating cloud thirteen sword is sacrificed in advance, it may not be so miserable, and it will fall directly directly.
It's.
If it was only later, he forced the three -handles sword out of his body, and he might really be dead.
The first actual combat of Qing Mang Jian is still not very skilled after all, but it is also original.
And there is no if there is no in this world, maybe I did not kill Feng Tianyuan, I had no chance to sacrifice the Holy Spirit at all. After all, this old guy is very insidious and spicy.
The key other party's meteorite swordsmanship is still very difficult to entangle.
After recovering his thoughts, Lin Yunfang did not have Nirvana, and then reached out to seal the wound blood veins from his heart. The three sword wounds were shocking, and the blood of the holes he was worn was not stopped.
The residual sword meaning is all the time, and they are all impacting the five internal organs.
Several ribs were directly crushed into powder. With a little movement, it was painful and unbearable.
Alas!
After Lin Yun seal the wound, he operated the real element and expelled several white -haired veterans in his body.
His!
He took a deep breath. His pale face had more silk blood, and the injury finally stabilized. Nirvana Dan began to play a role. At the speed of the naked eye, let the body recover quickly.
The crowds on Qingyan Square did not wake up as a dream.
"What was that just now?"
"It's too dazzling, I can't see it at all ..."
"Hehe, dare you see it?"
Various sounds of uproar continued to sound one after another, and their eyes fell at the center of Qingyan Square, which had become a sword, and it was still difficult to hide the shock.
On the flying roof, Gongsun Yan was surprised for a long time, and then he lost his voice: "That's the real sword spirit of the Thirteen Swords of the Clouds!"
The thirteen swords of the floating clouds are quite famous throughout the Eastern Wilderness. It can be described as prominent. Someone once flattened the masters of the Eastern Wilderness with the floating cloud thirteen swords.
Many people go to Holy Jianfeng, but unfortunately they have rarely harvested. No one can reproduce the glory of the day.
Gongsun Yan saw a lot of knowledge and lost his mind, and soon remembered the origin of the green mango sword. Other disciples on the stage on the stage, one by one, was like a mourning test, face was ashamed, and his eyes were godless. He couldn't speak.
Today, such a blow is really heavy for them.
The countless eyes fell on Lin Yun, not only the Fengjia house courtyard, but also a lot of strong people hidden in the distance observed secretly.
"
Sanguan has passed, I should be able to take the Thunder Sword! "
Lin Yun took a deep breath and looked at Feng Xuanzi on the stage. There was not much politeness between the words. When he went to such fields, he and the Feng family completely teared his face, and even made the worst plan in his heart.
"Can't give it, give the Feng family, it's over."
"Thousand Lei Jian has stayed in our style for 18 years ... This is our signboard, the signboard is gone, and the foundation will be destroyed."
"Owner, think twice!"
A group of winds and elderly voices were hoarse, and they kept saying it. They couldn't say loudly, but everyone present could listen to it clearly.
Although these behaviors are very shameless, most of them can understand that they can change their own perspectives, and they may not be really willing to hand over Qianlei Sword.
But after all, this is the rules of the Tibetan sword villa, not a wind family.
If the Fengjia does not give Qianlei sword out, can other Tibetan sword buildings in Kunlun not be handed in? The reputation of Kunlun in the Tibetan Sword Villa is afraid of great discounts.
Can't stop.
Moreover, the existence of Qianlei Sword in the past eighteen years has also won a good reputation for Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower.
For the Tibetan sword building, reputation is business, and the benefits do not know how much.
"Luo Gongzi, what if this Feng Xuanzi does not make Qian Lei Jian?" Elder Bai looked at Feng Xuanzi, who was silent, and said with some worries.
"You can't get him."
Under the white yarn, Luohua's words, extremely rare to reveal an emotional fluctuation.
It was just that this emotional fluctuation made Elder Bai shudder. This Luo Gongzi has always said nothing, but he does not know when he was so angry that he couldn't even restrain the killing intention.
Everyone is waiting for Feng Xuanzi to make a decision. The people in the wind are waiting, the family from the ancient and ancient areas are waiting, and the strong man who comes to the dark is waiting.
In the sword mound, Lin Yun is also waiting.
"The rules set by the Tibetan Sword Villa, the old man has no right to change it, but ..."
Feng Xuanzi turned around and groaned: "This time the turmoil is too big. My Feng family not only lost a lot of holy swords, but also killed many people. My second brother also died of it. My Feng family needs to take a good rest. Three days later
You take the wind and thunder sword again. Little brother, what do you mean? "
As soon as this statement came out, many people showed disappointment.
The voiced and impeccable, but three days of variables for three days, who can guarantee that Lin Yun can still live three days later?
If you are on this way, you ca n’t find a lot of flaws.
Jiang is still old. This Thunder Sword is estimated to stay in the wind house. Lin Yun is afraid that he can't take it.
After the death of Fengtian Yuan, Feng Xuanzi's mood did not fluctuate at all, the ancient well did not wave, and there was no anger and killing heart in the face of Lin Yun.
But everyone knows that this kind of person must be the most terrible.
Lin Yun stunned a little, and immediately laughed at himself.
He was stunned by the shame of the other party. Not only did he have to be a bitch, he also set up a chastity archway for himself.
I don't want to hand over Qianlei Sword, nor letting the Tibetan sword village be held accountable. It is really Lin Yun as a three -year -old child.
"Feng Xuanzi, have you ever made enough?"
Lin Yun hadn't spoken yet, Luo Hua's voice rang between the court. She was not polite, and said coldly: "Now, immediately, give me the sword out immediately, I don’t want to repeat it for the second time, and don’t be in front of me.
Play these small means. "
hiss!
Everyone was frightened by Luo Hua's tone, and she was almost ordered to order Feng Xuanzi.
The aura emanating from her body was also shocking, and her words seemed to be unquestionable.
Feng Xuanzi's mouth twitched, and deep in his heart was extremely annoyed, but he thought of the opponent's origin. This anger was stubborn again.
What does Lin Yun have to do with her!
He tentatively said: "This is my style and Lin Yun, Luo Gongzi, can you raise your expensive hand?"
"you
Don't think about it, don't guess, what's the relationship with him. His business is my business, the three levels have passed, and Qian Lei Jian should have handed it out. He is willing to tell you the rules, and I am willing to tell you the rules.
According to my temper, you have been dead for a long time now. I hope you think about the primary and secondary of the matter. Your life is kept by Lin Yun. "
Luohua's voice does not have the slightest feelings, and the unprecedented indifference makes Feng Xuanzi's heart cold.
Other winds and elders, looking at Luohua, look angry, all showing impatient.
When they wanted to come, Feng Xuanzi didn't need to worry about this woman at all. When, when the Wind family's rotation got an outsiders' point of painting.
Lin Yun looked at Luo Hua, thinking about it, and had a little understanding in his heart.
"Take the sword!"
Feng Xuanzi's expression changed, after all, he still gritted his teeth and spit out two words.
"Landlord!"
A group of parental elders, immediately, said that they would stop.
Feng Xuanzi said coldly: "Don't talk about it, take the sword. A wind thunder sword, as long as the old man does not die, the Feng family will not fall!"
This is not wrong. After all, he is Tian Xuanshi. As long as he does not die, even if he is injured, he will not break.
But after losing the Thunder Sword, after he fell, the Wind family would definitely fall off.
Under the persistence of Feng Xuanzi, the eight fierce locks of the sinking underground before reappearing.
The pool, the fierce beast, the giant sword, and the mountain -like stove, appear in the eyes of everyone.
The incident changed too quickly, so that many people couldn't respond. What exactly did the mysterious Luohua come?
"To make Feng Xuanzi softened, I am afraid that the family of the saints can not be able to do it, and get the Saint -Gutian family!" Gongsun Yan's sight fell on the woman in white, his eyes looked, there was a hot silk hidden.
Any family, as long as the saints are born, can be promoted to the family of saints.
However, these family members are not deep enough, and the Saint -ancient family is an ancient family who has experienced the dark turmoil and can inherit the ancient world.
As for the earlier ancient times, it was too long. At that time, almost all the families and Zongmen were accompanied by the destruction of the golden age, and they did not save it.
Even if there are occasional appearances, it is mythical and legendary existence, and no one has seen it at all, such as the Mo's family.
"Is there a surnamed Santu family named Luo?" Gongsun Yan looked at Zhao Yan aside and asked.
Zhao Yan's family has a huge power. If there is a Luo Saint -Saint -family family, he must know who Luohua is.
"There are, but there is no one to the number with her, no one can do with her."
Zhao Yan shook her head. Gongsun Yan's head could have a relationship with the sword emperor. If the other party did not know who the Luo Gongzi was, he would definitely not know.
Gong Haoran beside the two sighed softly: "Oh, there is this Luo son, and it seems that no one dares to do it to Lin Yun. In a few words, Feng Xuanzi changed his mouth.
I guess it is not so easy. "
Gongsun Yan was froze, and if you think about it, it may really be the reason.
But the words of Gong Haoran, it sounds so sour.
Knite!
At this moment, the huge chain of the eight fierce locking souls began to break constantly. It was like an avalanche.
When the fierce beast statue is broken, there is a huge loud noise, and that giant sword is like a mountain.
In the sword in the sword, everyone stopped speaking, and his eyes fell on the hanging ancient sacred sword.
It was covered with a scabbard, and it was unable to capture. Only the extremely ancient atmosphere flowed in the square and spread it, making people feel inexplicable.
There is no doubt that that is the famous Thunder Sword.
"Test the sword."
Feng Xuanzi's face seemed to be old, and he said to Lin Yun weakly.
[Also at night, if you haven't come out at twelve o'clock, look at it tomorrow morning.]