Looking at the shadow of the sword and hanging over, Lin Yun reached out and held the sword to get out of the sheath.
Oh!
The funeral flowers shook, and Lin Yun's eyes flashed in different colors, and they woke up sharply.
The eyes of the hundred ghost night lines are the funeral swords in his hands. Although I don't know the specific situation of this array, it is very miserable once the sword is pulled out.
Thinking of Ye Feifan said that many people ignore the first level, and even the first level is not even needed.
Even if he was lucky enough to pass the level, he would die in the second level. Lin Yun vaguely thought about something.
Perhaps, it wasn't that they intentionally ignored the first level, but did not notice the weirdness of this array. Once the sword was pulled, some means and strength will be restricted by the formation method.
It is not neglected, but because of forced.
That's it!
Lin Yun enlightened in his heart, and there was no other explanation other than that.
And the people who break through the level are dead, and the weirdness of the hundred ghosts does not explain to others. People only see that the barrier to the first level does not need a hole card in the first level.
The key to the night line is the sword in my hands.
Good yin poisonous means!
Lin Yun passed through the chill and looked at it, and found that it was too late to want to dodge.
Jin Wu Jiuchang!
When it was impossible to get out, Lin Yun reached out and loosen his shoulders, and turned Jinwujiu's transformation method to the extreme. The figure was empty. In many sword lights that were twisted, he turned around and dodged back and forth.
When the body of the body was dazzling, the people who watched were dazzling and shocked.
But even so, Lin Yun finally delayed some time. When he landed, he was injured by three places on his body.
Alas!
The blood was dyed in the instantly, but it was not the key to look at it. It looked scary and hurt.
"kill!"
Seeing his fall, a hundred black swordsmen, each of which changed their steps like the overwhelming arrows, crushed the void, and killed Lin Yunchong like lightning.
Dang Dang Dang!
The sound of the golden stone kept sounding, Lin Yunjian couldn't get out of the sheath, resisting the black swordsman killed by the Quartet.
Even though the sword did not produce sheaths, the means of Lin Yunshi exhibited are still amazing, showing the exquisite kendo accomplishment.
Dance such as fallen leaves, turning back and forth, defensive dense wind.
Too much!
There are too many people. One hundred swordsmen in black, each time, kills him at each time. The single -pair may be defeated, but it can be held up, back and forth, and everywhere, Lin Yun takes this to lose his swordsmanship everywhere.
Then, then
After a wave, the other party immediately came with another wave. One hundred people were divided into ten groups, one group, and a group of ten people could launch an offensive against him without stopping.
The dark shadow, boundless, tide and tide, endless.
"What's going on? Why don't Lin Yun pull a sword!"
"No more swords, but I really can't hold it ..."
"If you do n’t pull the sword, you have to damage 50 % of the swords.
The situation between the scene is extremely dangerous. Lin Yun has never moved his sword, and the people who watch it are extremely puzzled.
Although Lin Yun took the Thunder Sword, although everyone was not very optimistic, but it was only the first level. Lin Yun should not have a problem.
But now, Lin Yun made himself extremely passive.
The other party is like a tide, waves of waves, fast and ruthless. There is no offense, blind defense, and the subtle defending will be the moment of collapse.
"This kid, won't you see anything?"
Elder Feng Jia saw that Lin Yun never pulled his sword, his face could not help but change, and he seemed very nervous.
Feng Xuanzi sneered: "See again
How, pulling the sword is dead, not to pull the sword, it will only die more, and the horizontal vertical is a dead word! "
"Also."
The elders of the Feng family, seeing Lin Yun's embarrassment, laughed when they heard the words.
This is Yangmou, which has nothing to do with whether you can see the clue.
"Can't go like this!"
Lin Yun secretly thought about it, half a noise, and his eyes flashed in his eyes.
Fighting with people, there is never the truth that it is not attacked.
It's not so simple to kill me!
Seeing that ten black swordsmen killed again, Lin Yun browed his brows lightly, and his eyes sturdy.
When everyone couldn't imagine, he slapped his palm with a fierce slap on the swords of the flower, and he heard a loud noise.
boom!
At the end of the scabbard, the scabbard entered the ground two inches at the end, and the magnificent sword was turned out of the hurricane. The dozen black swordsmen who were killed retreated, and then stood up negatively.
"Is this guy crazy?"
"Don't you really pull a sword?"
"My day, it's so arrogant! I never heard of it, who did not need a sword, so I broke the Bai Gui Night Sword Array!"
Seeing this scene, the swordsman of the entire Qingyan Square was torrament, and it all exclaimed.
Zhao Yan and others on the rooftop also opened their mouths and opened their mouths.
"Don't……"
In the battle seat, Elder Bai looked nervous and stood up involuntarily.
Luo Hua's big big: "Sit down."
Elder Bai's face was tangled, sitting down unwillingly.
"Hahaha, this kid was completely stunned, he couldn't help it!" Elder Feng's elder laughed on the VIP stage, his eyes were fierce, as if he had seen that Lin Yun was broken by a hundred black swordsmen.
There is no place for death.
"snort!"
Feng Xuanzi snorted coldly and didn't say much.
But the look on his face was extremely cold, his look was silent, his eyes looked at Lin Yun, and the other party was already a dead person in his eyes.
"hey-hey!"
Feng Xiaoyu held back and grinned, his face was extremely excited.
But at this time, Lin Yun did not know when, there was an extra jade flute. When the jade flute was placed in her lips, Lin Yun's long hair separated from the middle, without wind automatic, flying up and down.
At that moment, Lin Yun's nearly perfect facial features, handsome to flawless faces made all women present couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
It's so beautiful!
Mo Mao is like Yu, the son is unparalleled, so I'm afraid.
Gongshang Jiao Zheng Yu, the twelve rhythm of yin and yang, and the rhythm of the rhythm.
As soon as I entered this door, the opening was the voice of the prince!
Lin Yun's slightly closed eyes, at the moment the other party killed, opened it fiercely.
boom!
The magnificent and mighty sword, so as much as possible at this moment, showed an unprecedented sharp edge in an instant.
The voice of the prince, the half -step gods of the sword, the sacred purifier purple jade god bamboo flute. Play a song of dust swordsmanship, I ask, where does the flower start?
The sound of the flute sound is the roar emitted by Tianzi later, the sound is shocking, and the tremor is trembling.
All the black swordsmen shrouded in the sword, the movement instantly stiffened, and before thinking about it, I was shrouded in the boundless sword. Under the oppression of the sound of the prince, it felt like the people were facing the emperor.
The pressure is covered, like a thin ice!
As far as you are, you dare not look straight!
!!
The aggressive hundreds of swordsmen were difficult to approach Lin Yun in an instant. Under the shroud of the flute, it instantly flattened. Lin Yun used a disadvantage of a hundred enemy.
Hundreds of swordsmen messped with their feet instantly.
In the center of Qingyan Plaza, there is a sword light that keeps flickering. Each swordsman in black faces this unimaginable sword potential.
With the blooming of Xiao Yin, Lin Yunhun's silver burst out, and the blue shirt was flying. He was like a fairy falling in the middle of the moon.
Seeing this scene, the people in the entire Qingyan Square were stunned, and they couldn't close their mouths in surprise.
How is this possible?
Only with a piece of flute, he suppressed the Bai Gui Night Sword Array. The blue shirt swordsman who strolled in the array was just playing the jade flute in his hands, so he made a hundred black swordsman painless.
With one enemy, the opponent suppressed all the opponents in turn.
"this……"
The small fish on the rooftop, the color of the appearance flashed in the eyes, the face was extremely embarrassing.
The sound of the flute, the sword is like a fairy.
In the eyes of the public, the artistic conception in Lin Yunxiao's sound changed again. He clearly stood between Pingdi, and it felt like he had flew above the sky, overlooking the life, and the world.
Where does the flowers start, where do I come from?
The empty landscape is long, the wood leaf wind is..
Flying flowers are light like dreams, silk rain is as thin as worry.
The sudden changing flute sound made everyone caught off guard, and it was like a dream, and the next moment was immediately substituted into the mood of the flute. I was put in the vast river for a while, and I saw that the deciduous wind was lonely.
The top of the empty mountain.
How light the flowers are, like a dream. How thin the rain is, like the autumn day.
Sword light, blood mist, screaming, everything is accompanied by Xiao Yin, appearing in the Bai Gui Night Sword Array in the center of Qingyan Square.
Do you have to die if you do n’t have a sword?
I am a funeral of Hua Gong!
Lin Yun flashed in his heart. He blows the purple jade god bamboo flute, and the intention of killing the intention of his heart is like blood.
I come from the sky!
Flower starts from the palm!
There is nothing in the world, given the king white horseshoe,
Puff!
In the moment, every flute blooming, there are black swordsmen who are shocked out. The bloody blood flying, countless black swordsmen, screaming screams, terrible injuries.
Powerful.
"kill!"
These black swordsmen are very crazy, as if they were dead, even if they were injured.
After landing, he still rushed to death. He wanted to take advantage of Xiao Yin's mood to end, and when he embraced it, Lin Yun directly killed Lin Yun.
court death!
Lin Yun's eyes surged, and the endless edge bloomed on him. The silver beam burst out, and his long hair spread like a waterfall.
One thought of dust is full of light, and it is a lot of mountains and rivers!
The countless ice crystal flowers are glowing with silver luster, flying out of the Lin Yun's body, like a fairy flower blooming, and the unimaginable dazzling light erupted in this vision.
Alas!
Hundreds of swordsmen in black were shocked out of the moment, and the masks on the body and the masks on the head collapsed.
Without waiting for these people to fall, Lin Yun inserted the jade flute on his waist and reached out: "Burning flower!"
Big!
The funeral flower inserted on the ground turned into a flowing light, and it was instantly held in the palm of the palm.
Now that he has torn his face, he has no need for mercy. Your kindness is just indulging in the evil thoughts of those people.
The sound of the flute was still there, Lin Yun's wrist trembled, and the burial flower that had been suppressed for a long time broke out.
Alas!
Before the hundred swordsman's swordsmanship, before these hundred swordsmen landed, they flew away like lightning. Cut the crowd's care of the body, and many flesh were like a bubble.
The residual limbs are broken, and the blood is splashed in four points, blood splashes, and the life is died.
One thought of cold light, one sword kills a hundred people!