A picture of the mountains and rivers crushed the mountains and rivers, which burst into this street. The crushed and the snowflakes were accompanied by the goddess camp to the end, and it was chaotic in the air.
The sudden mutation caused the goddess camp to guard against the chaos, and many people were impacted in the excitement of Yu Bo.
In particular, Han Tianming's death was unexpected by everyone.
No one expected that this half -step Zifu's goddess was strong. Under Lin Yun, he was shot into meat mud, and there was no corpse.
The ending is afraid of himself, and you can't think of dreaming.
At the moment, he stayed in the thrill of playing with heaven and applause.
The next moment, it is crushed into meat, combined with snowflakes and gravel.
Surlock!
In the chaos, Lin Yun, who broke the air, rushed towards Xinyan, who was at Ma Cheng, and rushed to the past.
There are snowflakes and stone dandruff, hitting his face, painless pain, but he has no scruples.
In the messy wind, go straight to Xinyan.
The big prince on the carriage was calm, and when he saw Lin Yun approaching a little bit, it was still calm.
As if Lin Yun is just air, no one knows what he is thinking.
Just when Lin Yun was about to be close to the carriage, the three swordsmen appeared for no reason. Zhenyuan was stirring, and the sword mang was staggered. In front of the eldest prince and Xin Yan, set up a sharp sword net.
The three people who shot were Wang Feng, Shuiyue Mountain Villa, and there was no constant in the mixed Yuanmen season.
The three are all Xuanwu Ten Repairing, and even the terrible of Lin Yun's swordsmanship, all of which have been promoted to the extreme.
Obviously, it is to hit Lin Yun's life door and seize him to cultivate the weakness of Xuanwu.
Ji Wuheng, Wang Feng, and Tang Jie's three are different. If it is tacit, it must not be as good as the elite of the goddess camp. But the three are all core disciples of Zongmen.
Among them.
The three people joined forces, far more than hundreds of meters of elites, are more terrible.
Seeing the three horrible swords, it is about to overlap, and a difficult choice is placed in front of Lin Yun.
Retreat, don't you retreat?
Retreating, the opportunity to be rare for thousands of years will miss it. The picture of the mountains and rivers, but it can't be sacrificed once. At that time, it is impossible for the divine camps to stabilize and want to break through the layer of killing array.
Don't retreat ...
These three swords fall, even if they can break, they have to be created on the spot. If they are a little careless, they will even fall on the spot. There is no dead body.
The other party's sword will not have any emotional faces to stay.
Don't retreat!
In the electric light, Lin Yun's eyes were not in the slightest confusion, and the congenital sword was urged to the extreme. The burial flowers were buried, and the seventy -one purple kite flowers bloomed in Dantian. The surging breath was in him.
Inside the body suddenly rose.
Alas!
The funeral sword blessed by the half -step innate sword, and the three overlapping sword mang, hit hard.
In the sound of shocking lings, the bright light erupted, like a scorching sun, the dazzling dazzling.
!!
In the battle, the invisible sword potential is like substantial, turning into ripples.
In the Shili Long Street in the snow, a long sword, without being controlled by everyone, gets off in the sound of the sound.
"My sword!"
"This ... too strong, these swordsmanship is unheard of."
"Terrible, Lin Yun even blocked it. The swordsmen of the three top power together joined forces, but they did not suppress him!"
Under the horrible breath, people on both sides of the street show a surprising look.
Water Moon Villa Wang Feng, the mixed Yuanmen season is not constant, the Qin Tian school Tang Jie, the face looks a little ugly, but I did not expect
There is such a big ugly in front of the prince.
Three people joined forces, but Lin Yun couldn't suppress Lin Yun in the sword.
A loud noise, both sides of the air pushed away.
The brilliant sword burst into a strong wind, sweeping the eight parties.
In the storm, Ji Wuheng's eyes flashed in the eyes of the three people, and they looked at each other.
"Smoke and clouds are rising!"
"Iron Lock Hengjiang!"
"One sword is rushing to the sky!"
The moment the killing was sacrificed, there was an overwhelming sword light, forming a tsunami -like gas -like anger, and it swept towards Lin Yun.
"It's okay!"
In the snowflake, Lin Yun was dyed in Qingyi and saw the three major kills. He didn't panic.
The water and moon swordsmanship who cultivated into the realm showed an amazing power in his hands.
Alas!
When Shuiyue's sword soared to the extreme, Lin Yun's shadow burst suddenly, in the air, nine disabled shadows, true and false, false and false, he was scattered like white clouds.
In between, becoming ethereal and dynamic.
The clouds are uncertain, elusive.
"What's going on?"
Ji Wuheng's face suddenly changed slightly, and his eyes flashed in his eyes. Lin Yun, who was locked by them, suddenly couldn't figure out.
Nine -way residual shadows, difficult to distinguish between true and false, killing tricks in your hands, for a while, it is uncertain.
"Mirror flower water moon!"
With a light drink, the nine disabled shadows in the air overlap in an instant, and the moonlight, which is overlapping, changes the moonlight on Lin Yun.
The cloudy is lacking, the wind and cloud change.
In the scattered snowflakes, the clouds are sold out, and the bright manges of the sword tip of the sword are blooming like flowers.
Flying snow, cold wind, moonlight, falling flowers, under this sword, it seems that they all become slower, and it becomes a painting.
When he pierced his sword, Lin Yun seemed to be a drip immortal in the painting, wearing the moonlight weaving.
A sword, break out of painting.
Ji Wuheng was too late to react at all. He broke the painting and dancing a sword dancing, destroying the dancing and rotten to cut the three -person sword.
Puff!
When Jianmang crushed over, the three spit out blood and were cut off in the air.
The swords scattered in the air, like broken drawing paper, fly with snowflakes, flowing and loose, beautiful and boundless.
"Oh My God!"
"What swordsmanship?"
"What did I see ..."
The stunned everyone, after awakening, exclaimed it one after another, could not stop at all.
If it was said that Lin Yun's swordsmanship just showed the corner of the iceberg of the realm. Then this sword, this sword mirror flower and water, showing the mystery of the realm to the peak, which is amazing.
Especially the person who came out of this sword, it was a mysterious pulse before March, becoming a waste person.
But after March, when he came up again, the light showed that it almost made people unable to look directly.
One sword hit the three people, Lin Yun went to the moment, and fell towards Xinyan.
"So far ..."
Qin Yu, who has been silent from beginning to end, suddenly spoke.
boom!
When his voice fell, a horrible coercion suddenly stuck behind the carriage, as if the king's monarch came to the world. Everyone suddenly felt a huge pressure, fell on his body.
Suddenly, many people trembled and felt unable to stand firm.
"Purple Mansion is strong!"
Everyone's face changed greatly, this big pressure
force,
Lin Yun looked up, and saw a palm falling down, with a golden flame -like glory blooming on the palm. The palm of the palm was like a mountain, and the peak sword on his body had not yet dissipated.
Fly out.
"Puff!"
Spit out the blood, Lin Yun fell on the snow.
"The big prince, it has been found that he is one person. There is no master of Zifu around him. There are many disciples of Lingxiao Jian Ge in the crowd, but there is no elder in the Zifu realm.
Travel. ""
There was a sound sound in the ears of the big prince on the carriage, and his face could not help but look slightly.
The reason why he has never been to Lin Yun is because he, from beginning to end, did not believe that Lin Yun really came alone.
Someone must protect him. In the Great Qin Empire, no one dares to be so vividly against him.
This is sending to death. He doesn't believe it. Lin Yun really dares to come to death, and he must have rely on it.
However, I did not expect that the result surprised him. This Lin Yun really came.
Is it a lonely hero?
If you want to be a hero, let me die ...
In the eyes, the cold mang flashed, Qin Yu ignored Xinyan, nodded without trace.
The master of Lin Yunzi, who had retreated before, appeared again, and was unreasonable. He was killed by Lin Yun.
With one palm, the sword potential with mirror flowers and water is resisting, and Lin Yun has not let Lin Yun fatigue.
But this palm fell, Lin Yun didn't have such a chance.
Under Zifu, all ants are ants, and the gap is too large.
But at this time, a huge fist suddenly rushed in the air, rushing over like a tiger, rushing towards the palm. A burst, the palm and the fist, and the burst at the same time.
Surlock!
In the air, a figure with a white faceless mask appeared in the snowflake to block the master of Zifu.
The old man in Zifu's gray clothes condensed in the eyes, and looked directly at this person: "Hidden head and tail, dare to take off the mask?"
"Who am I, you do n’t need to care, you have to kill Lin Yun, first pass my level!"
Suddenly the mysterious master who appeared, calm eyes, a faint response.
Who is it?
Everyone has a doubt in their hearts. What does this person come?
Looking at the body and fist, it is not like a person in Lingxiao Jiange.
The emperor's eyes also flashed the surprise, and it was slightly puzzled. Isn't that no one came?
"Lin Yun will die today, no one can keep him, you are no exception!"
The fierce sharpness and domineering in the eyes of the old man in the gray clothing make people feel heartbroken and sharp.
boom!
When the words fell, the old man in the gray clothing stepped out step by step, slowly walking towards Lin Yun.
Every time I take a step, I will leave footprints in the snow. The mysterious mark is left in the footprints. The falling snowflakes cannot be covered.
Wait until seven steps out, the momentum of the old man in the gray clothes has completely suppressed the sky and snow.
He was like a sky, ruthless and overbearing, and brought a huge pressure to people.
"If you have gallbladder, you can try it in one step forward!"
With a white faceless mask in the air, it fell beside Lin Yun slightly, and his feet were hanging, leaving no traces on the snow.
Instead of life, it is so strong that the old -fashioned gray clothes, frowning slightly.
The breath on his body was suddenly cold, but the footsteps did not go out after all, staring at the white figure with the mask.