Chapter 1567: Means out

"mean!"
The sword was dusty and raging, and his head was scattered. His chest had a sputum, and his face was bloody, his face was very white.
The worst part is that Lin’s power to find that sword is too horrible, and the residual kendo atmosphere is raging in the body!
Sword dust did not expect that Lin Xun’s third move would use an unpredictable holy treasure, and that power would be so terrible.
If it wasn't for him that he had a top-grade armor, only this sword would be enough to give him a fatal blow!
"You didn't say that people like you and me wouldn't care about any criticism and evaluation. How can you be angry now?"
In the cold and cold voice, Lin Xun’s figure has already rushed to the ground, and the sword in the palm of the hand screams with the blood of the demon and blood, roaring down.
boom!
The sword is angry and tears the sky.
"I just didn't think that you are so mean!"
The sword dusty face is blue and green, and a pure black iron is presented in front of him. It is branded with the inscription of the intricate sacred inscriptions.
clang!
In the harsh collision of the sound, Mars is splashing, and the radiance is fascinating.
The sword dust that was seriously wounded, although blocking the sword, but the whole person was shocked by hemoptysis, squatting backwards, and the body almost fell from the air.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to hold his inner annoyance. The pale face was almost cold.
As a peerless person, his state of mind and will have been tempered to an extremely terrible point, even if he is in danger, he is not confused.
But the inner anger and hate can't be suppressed!
Too much to say, he thought that Lin Xun would not dare to fight with his own defeat.
Because it is very unfavorable for both the ancient wilderness camp and the Da Luo ancient domain camp, it will only be cheaper by other domains.
But I thought, Lin Xun obviously does not care about these at all, it is like an unscrupulous madman, to take this opportunity to be born and died!
Gu did not think much, Lin Xun has been killed again.
"The girl's life, don't you want it too??"
In the dust of the sword, the cold mangling surging, without hesitation, he pointed out a strange French seal.
Hey!
In front of him, a wooden sword emerged.
The wooden sword is three fingers wide and two feet four inches long. It is flying with a scarlet sword spike. The sword is blunt and thick, and the sword is engraved with an intricate avenue inscription.
Hey!
The wooden sword is an ordinary thing, but because of this "word", it has a high-pitched atmosphere.
Bang~
When Lin Xunyi came close, he was blocked by an invisible kendo, and even a sword that was pulled out was difficult to advance.
It is the breath of the wooden sword!
Lin searched for black and white.
At this time, the sword dusty look cold, firm, cold and cold: "treasure, I have it!"
He waved his sleeves.
The wooden sword inscribed with a "敕" word suddenly roared. In the vagueness, it was like a figure of a tall stalwart, and it was like a kendo. No amount.
The rolling clouds on the Scorpio were all alarmed and rolled up.
At the same time, Lin Xun's body was stiff, and the skin around his body was stinging, and a depressing and horrible kendo was overwhelming.
Undoubtedly, this is the killer of the sword dust!
As the first person in the young generation of the Daro ancient domain, the sword dust is naturally a treasure that does not lack the bottom of the pressure box.
But this wooden sword is the most precious one of the treasures he possesses. He has been treasured by him, not at all, and he is not willing to use it.
"This sword, perhaps killing you, but destroying the girl's robbery, but more than enough."
The sword is clean and the scorpion is full of edge.
He hates!
Since the practice of the self-cultivation, he has not eaten such a big loss, but now he is even seriously injured, which makes him not hate?
The more arrogant the generation, the less able to tolerate this blow!
"go with!"
He vomited a word in his lips and showed his embarrassment.
The wooden sword vacated and rushed, and a slogan flowing into the high air, so that the stalwart figure that appeared on the sword was like a god!
But at this moment, Lin Xun also moved.
The rule order that hangs over this piece of heaven and earth suddenly appears a stagnation and falls into a moment of stagnation.
Everything is like a still thing!
It is like a frozen picture, and Lin Xun becomes the only track that can be moved on the picture.
Forbidden magic!
boom!
There is no terminal tower on the boulevard. In this moment, the endless Xuan Jin Daoguang is sprinkled, and the wooden sword is completely covered.
When the sword dust reacted, it just happened that his wooden sword, which was regarded as a treasure, had not been able to stand up yet, and was suppressed by a pagoda that was poured like a gold.
The key is that he did not realize how the pagoda appeared!
"This……"
Even though the sword is clear and good-looking, and I have seen such a strange and incredible scene, the body trembles fiercely.
boom!
The next moment, I saw that the wooden sword was directly suppressed and earned into the pagoda. From the beginning to the end, I could not break free.
At the same time, if the sword dust was struck by lightning, he coughed up a large amount of blood. The first time he noticed that his connection with the wooden sword was completely cut off.
"No! This is impossible. This is the sword that was carried by the Qing Dynasty Emperor when he was in the emperor's territory. How could it be suppressed?"
The sword and the dust are more tough, and at this moment, they are not afraid to panic. They feel ashamed and can't believe their eyes.
He is too aware of the extraordinaryness of this wooden sword. If it is not subject to the rule power of the nine-field battlefield, the power of this sword is enough to kill the great saint, so that the saints are jealous of three points!
Because this sword is branded as a mark left by a sect of the emperor, is that the power of the sacred is comparable to the sacred treasure?
But now, this wooden sword has not been able to fight, it was suppressed!
How can this be accepted by the sword?
"This is your means of pressing the bottom of the box? It is really terrible, but unfortunately it doesn't seem to work."
Lin sought to break through the air, black and cold, Yin Hong's Yuan Tujian swept a horrible blood river torrent, bursting out.
boom!
Looking from afar, it is like hanging a purgatory from the sky, wanting to bury everything.
Jian Qingchen did not hesitate, turned and fled.
His injury has been extremely serious, and the situation will only get worse and worse.
Unfortunately, he underestimated the determination of Lin Xun to kill him.
Zhao Jingxi, just like Lin Zhixuan’s inner scale, can the sword and dust clearly want to surrender Zhao Jingyu and take it around, which makes Lin find forbearance?
It can be said that from the first time I saw the sword dust, Lin Xun did not intend to let go of the other party!
kill!
Yuan Tujian swept the ten parties and covered them.
The sword dust moves away from time and space, and the speed is so fast. It avoids this blow in a blink of an eye. It can also be seen that this person is terrible.
They have already injured this point, and they can still avoid the killing from Lin Xun. If they change to other sages, they have already been killed many times.
However, not waiting for the sword to clear the dust, his figure suddenly slammed, and suddenly changed, he did not hesitate, plundering backwards.
Hey!
In his original position, a illusory streamer blade came down, and the void there was silently cut into a straight crack.
Broken blade!
However, the broken edge at this time has been different from the past. The Shenhua intrinsic, the front edge is full of luster-like luster, and the three lines on it are flowing with sacred light rain.
In short, the broken blade at this time is already a real sacred soldier!
From the time of leaving the ancient wilderness camp, in the past few months, Lin searched for a number of domain boundaries, and he was born in the "mixed hole" in the body, and it was also a change of the situation. The life of the holy soldiers!
Although it is still incomplete, its power is no longer the same as before.
Before, the broken blade was urged by Lin to find the mystery of impermanence, and successfully intercepted the path of the sword and dust, and forced to retreat.
boom!
In the rear, Lin, who seized the opportunity, roared out.
Sword dust and long hair dance, but also consciousness is on the verge of extinction, issued a sigh: "Open!"
With the horrible roaring collision, the body of Jian Qingchen was directly slammed from the air and squatted on the ground.
His body is cracked, blood is flowing, and his bones are broken.
However, he still has spare strength, and he does not know what secret method to use. The body bouncing and fleeing again.
This makes Lin Xun can't help but move.
Such a peerless figure, such as Jian Qingchen, is not so good to kill. It is not only a kind of inheritance and secret treasure, but its foundation is also terrible.
However, this has further strengthened Lin Xun’s killing.
boom!
On the way to the next, the sword cleared the dust and Lin searched for it.
Every hit that Lin found out was blocked by the sword dust in various ways of life-saving, and there were secrets of divine and divine treasures.
Even so, the sword dust did not change its situation, Lin Xun was almost like a shadow, chasing after him, simply did not give him a chance to breathe.
Along the way, the sword dust frequently coughs blood, the foundation of the avenue is traumatized, and the body is broken like cotton wool, and blood is dripping.
For the first time in his life, he was chased so badly!
Under the stimulation of death, his whole person is like crazy. The only thought is to escape. As long as he can survive, there will be a returning day!
Not long after, on the far horizon, there was a portal suspended in the void, which was the exit of the secret.
This is a breath of breath, serious injury to the dying sword dust, at this moment, an unprecedented speed and strength broke out, moving at full speed.
"Lin Xun, I will repay a hundred times in this hatred!"
The sword cleans the voice and screams, and when he speaks, he has already taken one step and jumped into the secret portal.
"Unfortunately, you have no chance."
But at this moment, Lin Xun’s figure appeared in front of the portal of the secret, blocking it, and the sword in the palm of the hand had already come out.
The scarlet and savage swords are like the sorrowful river descending from the sky.
At this moment, the color of grievances and anger on the face of the sword dust violently solidified, and the eyes were prominent, which seemed unbelievable.
"It turned out that he was worried about my death and counterattack along the way, so he didn't really kill the killer until my power was exhausted because of his escape. He didn't hesitate to start..."
When this thought came to mind, the mind, vision, and body of the sword dust had been overwhelmed by the swords.

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