Lin Ling's right hand brewed 10 million forces, grabbed Xiang Tian's neck, and then smashed heavily on the ground!
boom!
The deafening explosion sounded, and the crystal martial arts cracks, layers of layers, extremely dazzling!
"sharp!"
Many people's pupils are widened, and when they smashed, Wutai also cracked. What kind of power is it?
Slap!
Lin Ling slowly turned to leave Wutai, and above the martial arts, those cracks formed a huge gorgeous flower.
This is the benefit of Liuli Wutai. It can be restored when it is damaged.
The flowers of the crowd looked at the cracks, from bloom to disappearing, and their hearts were even more complicated.
Twenty of Tianjiao, died in two games!
The remaining Tianjiao looked at Lin Ling lightly. In the previous battle, they knew that Lin Ling's defense power was extremely terrible.
They came to show the seven -grade martial arts of the imperial steps, Lin Ling was afraid he would not dare to pick it up!
"Lin Ling, okay!"
After Lin Ling returned, Hong'er immediately worried.
"fine!"
Lin Ling smiled slightly, showing a bright smile, as if the ruthless killing God was not him, but when he saw Lin Ling's smile, Honger was also loose in her heart.
This is not good for the next competition!
"At present, none of them have been eliminated by admitting defeat. They have lost all of them. There are eighteen Tianjiao. I don’t know who can come to the end!"
The crowd quickly recovered the mood of the previous battle and looked at the sky again!
Boom!
Above the sky, the third place in the sky appeared, the Soul Sanyun!
Among the remaining Tianjiao, a young man with a cross -knee opened his eyes like a stone carving, showing a touch of anger, and a slight smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect himself to be so good, but he was drawn!
"I originally wanted to make others draw to see that short -lived ghost dared to challenge me, but now it's my turn to choose an opponent!"
The young man stood up, his whole body bones rang. This life is strange, his legs are thin, but the above itself is extremely burly. A pair of arms are thicker than his legs, full of a sense of power. He
The talent king is obviously extremely mysterious!
And he was holding a high knife in his hand, his weapon, this knife was like a machete, shining cold, and the adult fist on the back of the knife.
The remaining Tianjiao is waiting indifferently. See if the Soul Sanyun dares to challenge them, and the crowd is also looking forward to it, the Soul Sanyun will challenge, and if he is confident before listening to the Soul Sanyun, he should challenge
The more powerful Tianjiao!
"There is a huge vulnerability in the knockout, that is, the people who have been fighting before, they have to play at any time, and there is no chance to recover at all, but this vulnerability, I like it very much!"
The cold voice of the Soul Sanyun came out, making the crowd trembling, and the Soul Sanyun did not have a very powerful opponent, as if to challenge the opponent who had played before.
One is the second dream, and the other is Lin Ling!
Answer, you want to come out!
Soul Sanyun challenge Lin Ling!
"It's not fair, Lin Ling has just ended, and now it's his turn!"
Many people drank the ancients of Yanzhizhi. Is this too unfair? Is it Lin Ling a soft persimmon?
And Lin Ling's pupils are also condensed, Lien Battle, he was a little surprised in this result! But if you think about it, this is normal. After all, the Soul Sanyun is so good.
Win, so want to eliminate weakness!
But is the weakest? After you have been fighting before, will it be easier for yourself to win?
"You can die!" "
Lin Ling didn't say much, stepped on the footsteps, and again boarded the Crystal Liulitai, and recruited Soul Sanyun in his hand: "Roll up!"
You don't need too much politeness, and you don't need nonsense, let the other party roll up directly. After all, the other party does not let himself rest. If you want to take advantage of his own cheap, why should Lin Ling give!
"Haha, you are in a hurry to find death!"
The Soul Sanyun was stunned, and he couldn't help laughing, but the laughter was very cold.
You seem to be the third one without breakthrough. Coupled with the previous battle, now you are afraid that you can only play 70 % of the strength. Maybe you have been injured and may not necessarily! "
"No wonder the Soul Sanyun will challenge Lin Ling, he has a good abacus!"
The crowd's discussion rose one after another. If Lin Ling had indeed been injured before, he would be more difficult to win!
"Whether you are injured, you will know!"
Lin Ling's hands were carrying, long hair fluttered, and his eyes were cold.
"In fact, there is another reason I challenged you, that is, I like your sword, so if you kill you, the sword has no master, then it belongs to me. After all, my peak knife is just a high -end weapon.
And you seem to be a spiritual weapon, such a good weapon falls on your hands, that's a waste! "
The Soul Sanyun stepped on the martial arts, and the dull sound sounded, and the talented king's body was displayed. It was actually a red -haired bears. This bear seemed to have the ability of heaven and roared.
The talent king of the beast is the power of power. It is not the pure physical strength, but a combination of aura and power. It is different from the martial arts of Shuiyue Holy Land.
"What about your sword? If you don't need it, there is no chance!"
Holding the big knife in hand, the momentum of the Soul Sanyun became larger, and the momentum of the Emperor's Spiritual Realm, coupled with the true meaning of the rolling knife, made him like the king of the bear!
However, he is obviously not strong in the truth of the knife. What is powerful is the attack of power!
"Sword, it's time to go out!"
Lin Ling shook his head, stretched out his right hand, slowly moved five fingers, and his cold eyes still looked at Soul Sanyun: "I also advise you to say that it is best to do my best, otherwise you will have no chance!"
"So crazy!"
The pupils of the crowd were condensed, and before they shot, Lin Ling asked the other party to use the real power. Lin Ling was indeed more crazy than the previous competition!
"It's just the middle of the imperial spirit, and I am qualified to make me fully?"
The soul Sanyun's corner of his mouth was disdainful, he stepped on a big step, holding the machete with both hands, cutting into Lin Ling like the sky!
Papa!
The knife was broken, the air was torn away, a huge knife training appeared, dazzling, terrible!
Very sharp knife, magnificent power!
Moreover, this is not a knife formed by the true meaning of the knife, but the power brought by pure power!
"Lin Ling is good at physical strength, and the same is true of Soul Sanyun, but the Soul Sanyun is not pure flesh. It is more the power of talent king.
Some of the top Tianjiao looked forward to it, and then looked at Lin Ling. Lin Ling now fought in the two levels. Is he going to burst out? Or is it unable to stop the sword in full effort?