Chapter Nine Hundred and Nineteen You Don’t Believe Me, I Don’t Believe You!
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Outside the flames, a group of people in the four high -level realms were tilted after being packed up by the blood dragon horse.
It took a long time to calm down the mood, and his eyes and sight fell on the flame enchantment.
There were three people in the enchantment that did not come out, and Mo Han and Shi Yan were all there. The leaders of the high world were relieved. Deep in the heart, they faintly look forward to these two people who can maintain the glory of the high world.
Lin Yun really frustrated and returned to the spirit of the sun.
But the scene of Chen An's death was still too shocking. A group of leaders in high -level domains were not too great in their hearts.
Boom!
At the time of this atmosphere, the flame enchantment suddenly shook violently. On the surface of the enchantment, a fairly obvious crack was seen quickly.
"not good."
"The enchantment is going to burst!"
"The spirit of the sun has been taken out?"
A group of people's complexions changed a lot, dare not wait for a long time, and quickly started their arms backwards.
Alas!
Just in front of the eyes, the flame enchantment burst suddenly, and the light of the sky rose into the sky. The dazzling flames reflected the red in the sky, and the three figures flying out of the fire were particularly noticeable.
There is no doubt that these three are naturally Lin Yun, Mo Han and Shi Yan.
At the moment Lin Yun completely took out the spirit of the sun, this flame enchantment could no longer be maintained, and it collapsed.
The three people who had confronted them in the hall had to be born in the eyes of everyone.
Compared to the sharpness and suffocation between Lin Yun's eyebrows, Chen An and Shi Yan's faces are quite ugly. In contrast, it is particularly obvious.
The others looked at Qingshi, and they murmured involuntarily.
Shouldn't the spiritual spirit be taken by Lin Yun on this day?
Thinking of this, the leaders of the high -level realm have become quite complicated, and the heart is becoming more and more embarrassed.
"Lin Yun, you have killed Feng Wuji. The blood bone world is much more terrifying than you think in the high world. Don't really block your back road. If you can hand over the spirit of the sun
, Our black shark world and Youyun world can keep you immortal! "
Mo Han's eyes flickered and said coldly.
Many of the high -level worlds that have been waiting for a long time are leading, and they suddenly buzzed in their minds.
"Leave me without death?"
The corner of Lin Yun's mouth evoked the color of mocking, and said lightly: "You should care about your situation, I have said, today you both want to leave easily!"
"Readlist, I'll wait for me to join forces, do you think you can't work?"
Shi Yan hummed coldly and took the lead.
Alas!
Between the flickering shape, the two large and blood condensed Zhenyuan and the power of the Taoist soldiers fused, and it waved a purple sword mang of almost a hundred feet.
"Don't regret it!"
In the eyes of Lin Yun's eyes, Han Mang flickered, and he was really angry now.
Regardless of this Mo Han or Shi Yan, it is a high -level demon with Taoist soldiers, let alone how much higher than himself.
The two were forced to force each other, and they had to join forces. This has completely angry to his bottom line.
In this thought, Lin Yun's immortal psychic sword rose up, Canglong was immortal, immortal Canglong.
The edge is like a peerless mad dragon out of the body. It is indifferent and ruthless, cruel and bloody.
"break!"
Lin Yun's two sword tactics operate at the same time, and the vision of the blue god tree and the purple kite flowers behind them are hidden.
If the double fingers are together, the majestic true Yuan burst out instantly under the blessing of the sword.
Knite!
In the sound of the golden stone, the purple sword mang of the opponent's Taoist soldiers and the real Yuan, shattered on the spot.
Lin Yun was not very uncomfortable. After all, this blow did not pull the sword.
It is connected to Lin Yun's heart. When he saw that Lin Yun was bullied by the opponent's interest, his heart was angry, and he wanted to take out the sheath.
Lin Yun forcibly shocked the funeral flower, and in order to make it out of the sheath, it was now the key moment when it was promoted to the Taoist soldiers.
At this time, it was interrupted. If the flowers in the sword box are not enough, I do n’t know when to wait for the next time.
"I think how strong you are, without Taoist soldiers, you are like a waste dog in front of me!"
The outside world is much wider than the closed space in the main hall. The ancient sword in Shi Hu's hands can be described as soaring power. After a blow, it takes a little cheap, and the face has a lot of instantly.
"Yeah?"
Lin Yun smiled coldly, his eyes were slightly disdainful.
Knite!
When the words fell, the sword that Lin Yun beheaded, and the other purple swords of the other side did not stop, and the horrible sword shot away.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Shi Yan waved his hand, and he shattered the sword light. He had his heart to fight with the other party. He did not block these sword light with the Taoist soldiers.
Steady.
Damn!
In some comparison, who has no Taoist soldiers more like a waste dog, it is obvious.
"Mo Han, don't get it, when will you wait?" Shi Yan said with a sorrowful face, saying indifferently.
"Hey, here!"
Mo Han smiled, and immediately roared.
boom!
The halberd in his hand seemed like the ancient fierce beast, and the suffocating anger overflowed. He pierced the void in the moment, and directly killed Lin Yun.
Shi Yan also did not keep his hand. He set out his momentum to the peak, and saw a domineering sword light. With the boundless sword prestige, and Mo Han's long -standing long guns, towards
Lin Yun was killed.
Boom!
The two major soldiers joined forces at the same time. These horrible pressures made this world trembling.
The complexion of others' look is very shocked. Even the leaders of those high -level domains are extremely dignified.
Who would have thought that a Lin Yun actually forced the top ten evils in the Canglong list to such a situation. It would be just to join forces.
For a while, the two major soldiers were prestigious at the same time. The danger of the scene, no matter who was in it, I am afraid that they would feel a trace of despair.
Long hair Zhang Yangzhong, Lin Yun spread his hands. At this moment, he had no swords in his hands, but he was fearless. He thought about it, only the heart of the sword that had nothing in the heart, life and death.
Oh! Oh!
The funeral flowers in the sword box trembled desperately, and if they wanted to rush out, they were held by Lin Yun.
"Mo Yu."
Lin Yun softly comforted in his heart, and then looked at the two, and said coldly: "Play with you."
Canglong is immortal, immortal Canglong!
The peak of the successful psychic sword was sent to the limit by Lin Yun, and the purple green two -color sword light permeated the whole body. Lin Yun used his fingers as a sword. Between waving, he turned out the Qingxiao sword and the purple kite sword.
The vast sword, the wind and thunder roar, the Qing Xiao dances, the purple kite flys.
!!! 锵! 锵
"
The body changes, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the sound of fierce collisions kept sounding, and it is more than a thrilling. It is like a stunned wave accompanied by the windy storm.
The fierce and cruel fight, the continuous continuous, the real Yuan in the air, the vision fight, the sword light interlaced, the blood splash.
Lin Yun was one enemy and two, and the seemingly lonely boat in the storm, but his swordsmanship from the end, from beginning to end, did not collapse.
A green shirt has already been stained with red.
"It's terrible, the power of the Taoist soldiers is really scary."
"The two avenue soldiers joined forces, Lin Yun's sword meaning was completely suppressed, and the disadvantage of Xiuwei immediately appeared."
"The funeral flower in Lin Yun's hand is not a Taoist soldier after all, it is too weak. Under the co -organizers of the two major soldiers, there is no sheath at all.
"Lin Yun is a bit dangerous."
Everyone who retreated from a distance, saw this awakening scene, was shocked. The leaders of many days of the place of the day, seeing this scene, the unfortunate color in the eyes.
Being able to compete with the two major evils, Lin Yun is enough to the sky, but unfortunately there is no Taoist soldier after all.
Losing, death is just a matter sooner or later.
suddenly!
As soon as Lin Yun's heart moved, the funeral flowers in the box stopped trembling. The funeral flower was promoted to become it in advance under the impact of the two major soldiers.
"Boy, don't blame me to bully you, blame you without a Taoist soldier, life deserves this!"
Seeing Lin Yun's touching slightly, Shi Yan thought that he showed his flaws, and his face became particularly embarrassed. The ancient sword purple light in his hand was stunned.
It's! ""
Immediately, the horror momentum of his sword fell into the sky, covering Lin Yun all.
The purple sword mang is everywhere, just like a prison, heavily seal Lin Yun's way to go.
"Dead!"
Under these momentum, the ancient sword in Shi Hu's hands is like keeping a life -like symbol and keeping close to Lin Yun.
But at this time, Lin Yun's eyes flashed, and the sword box was suddenly bounced away by the sword box.
Lin Yunzhou blooms one after another.
Well!
Lin Yun reached out, holding the scabbard with his left hand, the sword in the sword, and my right hand was buried above the hoe.
He was connected to the funeral flower, and the moment he held on the horn handle, it seemed that the bloodline was the same. In the moment, there were countless emotions from the sword. The first rush was endless anger.
There are anger for Shi Hui and Qin An, as well as the anger of Lin Yun.
It was located in the sword in Lin Yun's hand. He didn't want to, unwilling, unbearable, and saw him being insulted by other blades. It hated himself that he was not a Taoist soldier, but he also hated Lin Yun and did not want to believe it.
Why are you afraid of these jumping beam clown.
"Sorry, you are wronged."
Lin Yun's nose was sore, and he slowly said in his heart that he was to bury the flowers, but after all, there was no mood of burial flowers.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
The burial flowers in the sheath slightly shake, like crying. It wants to say that it is not wronged. It is useless to make Lin Yun be wronged. However, it has no wisdom, unable to express clearly, and can only tremble anxiously.
Half -lifetime duckweed died with the water, and a night of cold rain was buried.
The soul is Liu Mian blowing, you go to me, two autumn.
In the eyes of Lin Yun's eyes, the light was stunned.