Alas!

After Lin Yunping was waiting to fall, there was only a hundred meters away from those scrolls, and he said lightly: "I challenge three paintings."

boom!

Shenghui fell, the three picture rolls unfolded at the same time, and then put together like a huge battle platform.

Lin Yun's toes are slightly gently on the ground, and the whole person flew up.

Well!

The floating pictures are rippling in water, and the shadows of the three people seem to break out of the water. They are killed from Lin Yun from three different directions.

Surlock!

The sword was trembling, and the wind floated out of the sword body. Those sword wind turned into tangible fierce beasts and made a roar.

"It's a ghost!"

Seeing those sword wind shapes, the holy disciples below are inhale and air -conditioning.

It was also the first time they saw such a scene. The eyes were shocked, and one by one became dignified.

"Tianyun fruit is not easy to take!"

Lin Yun sighed lightly, and found something wrong after going up.

The practice of the three people's shadows, almost all of them high, all reached the peak of the Seven Terminals of the Xuanxuan Realm.

In addition, the strange beasts formed by the sword breeze also suppressed his Eucharist.

kill!

Seeing the murderous and shocking sky, the magnificent sword gas is about to tear Lin Yulun without tearing. The amazing scene appears.

Well!

The burial flowers out of the sheath, the light rises.

The light of fireflies bloomed, Lin Yun swept a sword, and the shadows of the sky were crushed by the fireflies.

Alas!

Lin Yun held the funeral flowers and stepped forward quickly.

"The news of dawn!"

Lin Yun's body was slightly moved, and the burial flowers were picked gently, like the endless sky screen overlooking in the sky and night, and was directly picked by this sword.

Knite!

The two shadows flying out of the shock were still cut into two halves by this sword.

There is one person left, Lin Yunsong's hand, funeral flowers fly away.

Jian Ruo You Dragon, under the air control, the rest of the people retreated step by step.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand to print, pressed down his right hand, and the funeral flower poured a circle, and he rose up.

Puff, a person flew out, and the three guards were defeated.

"Fireflies!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Feifan was exclaimed, and his eyes were almost staring out.

How is this possible?

This waste hasn't been seen for a year. How can even the fireflies cultivate into a bow? Others are stunned and surprised.

"These two swords are transformation ..."

Chen Zhong took a breath, his eyes were like electricity.

Many people have cultivated Fireflies, and even many people have cultivated two or three swords, but you have to say that you really cultivate.
Chapter completed!