Chapter 6447: Immortal! Flick off

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Who is this young man?
Feng Ting's incomparable doubt, is he an expert? She wanted to ask for help,
But she found out, but couldn't,
The ghostly surroundings locked her throat directly, and she couldn't even make a sound.
She was so anxious that her eyes were red. This was the best chance.
The figure that appeared in front of it was Lin Xuan.
After Lin Xuan came out, he stared at the ghost of hell, his frown frowned tightly.
His gaze was searching behind each other,
There are many souls there, one of which is the soul of a woman, which is Fengting's,
found it. Lin Xuan smiled.
Don't worry, I'll take you back here.
Lin Xuan's voice sounded in Fengting's ear.
Feng Ting's soul was shocked: Did this person come to save her?
Roar! Boy, get away, or I'll take your soul away,
Hell ghost sighed coldly.
It's up to you?
Lin Xuan sneered, he reached out a palm and grabbed it forward.
boom,
Hell ghost shot.
Hell locks the soul.
The hook in his hand flew out and could take away the soul of any strong man,
When Feng Ting saw this scene, she was desperate again. She wanted to remind each other, but she couldn't do it.
when,
Hell locked soul, hit Lin Xuan's palm, and made a trembling sound,
Lin Xuan patted his palm gently, the other's hook was shattered, and the ghost of was thundered, and the whole person was shaking.
Then he fell to the ground,
At this moment, the world was quiet, and the souls behind them were stunned.
Feng Ting's eyes widened too, she couldn't believe it: what kind of power was this? It's too strong.
Lin Xuan retracted his palm, walked forward, and came to Fengting in one step.
With a wave of the sleeve robe, the sword Qi shred the ghosts on Fengting's body,
Feng Ting's soul is not suppressed,
She was relieved: Thank you son.
She is extremely grateful,
Lin Xuan said: Raise your hand, go back, Jian Wuming is still waiting for you.
amount? Who is the sword without name?
Fengting looked puzzled.
Oh, forget, he's called Feng Yifan now,
Xiaofan?
Fengting was surprised: Are you Xiaofan's friend?
What the is going on?
Xiaofan is only an 8-year-old child. How did he meet such a great friend?
Moreover, Xiaofan seems to have shown extremely terrifying power before.
Lin Xuan said: For specific reasons, you can still ask him. I will take you away.
With a wave of his robe, covering the soul of Fengting, he was about to leave.
At this time, a cold voice came from behind: Damn, are you looking down on me? When do I not exist?
The ghost of growled wildly, the ghostly spirit on him filled with a face,
This face looks the same as the ghost emperor of the ghost king zong.
How dare you stop me?
Lin Xuan snorted, and slapped him to the ground with a slap.
The ghost emperor growled wildly: Boy, my master is a ghost fairy, a land fairy, do you dare to do something to me?
If my master takes the shot, you will surely die.
Guixian's apprentice?
Lin Xuan frowned: it would be even more difficult to stay with you, let alone you, even if it is a ghost, I am not afraid,
After that, he punched out with a punch.
Jiuyang Shenquan, with hot flames, killed this ghost directly.
Withdrawing his fist, Lin Xuan disappeared into the vast universe,
On the other side, a man screamed inside the dark temple.
His eyebrows were split, black blood was dripping,
He is the ghost emperor,
At this moment, his body trembled and made a gurgling sound.
Damn, you wait, my master will never spare you.
He suppressed the injury and left the temple,
He traveled to Jiuyou Land where he was looking for his master Guixian.
On the other side, Xuanxuan mainland ghost king Zong, Jian Wuming is anxiously waiting, he has never been as nervous as today,
Suddenly the light flashed, and the sword's qi fell down,
came back?
Sword stood up anonymously and asked nervously: how?
With a wave of Lin Xuan's sleeve robe, a soul flew out and merged with the body of the wind pavilion on the ground.
The next moment, Feng Ting opened her eyes.
Do n’t worry if I take a shot?
This is where? What's wrong with me?
Feng Ting's face was confused. When she saw Lin Xuan, she remembered the previous thing.
Thank you son
She quickly saluted,
Jian Wuming also said: I owe you a favor again,
In the future, if you have anything to say, do n’t hesitate,
This is what you said,
Lin Xuan laughed: I really came to you this time. I have something to ask for your help.
Please me help?
The sword became obscured, and he smiled bitterly: Now that I have just returned to the realm of sword emperor, what can I do for you?
How can I do things you can't do?
Not always,
Lin Xuan said things briefly,
When Jianming heard the hundred-year limit, he froze.
It turned out that now that he is 8 years old, he may really be able to enter the real dragon chess game,
Feng Ting next to him was very puzzled: what a real dragon chess game? What is Qin Guangcheng?
She doesn't understand.
Explain on the way, go back with me, you two back to the sword shrine.
Can I still go back?
Sword Anonymous excited,
He stayed in Sword God Palace for tens of millions of years. If he can go back again, he is naturally willing,
Of course, the premise is that he has to leave with the pavilion.
Feng Ting has not refused. For Feng Clan, she no longer has any attachment.
This time, if it was not Jian Wuming and Lin Xuan, she would have died,
So she nodded,
Lin Xuan and the two returned to Sword God Palace,
When I returned to the Sword God Palace, the sword was unnamed for a while, and the wind pavilion was stunned for a while,
The sword on the road has told her everything,
Feng Ting also knows that this adopted son of his own was originally a powerful man.
It ’s really good to make people laugh,
The good cause she planted in the past saved her life now.
Fortunately, you will live in a quiet place in Sword God Palace.
Fengting began to look curiously for 4 weeks,
Son, you are back,
Even Jian Youshui and others came over and saluted respectfully,
When they saw the sword unnamed, their bodies shook: you are ...
They felt a familiar breath on the sword's nameless body.
Jian Wuming grinned ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The immature voice came out: Youshui, Jiu Yao, it's been a long time,
Hearing this voice, Jiu You Shui and Jian Jiu Demon shook their bodies.
They almost stared out: Are you a sword without a name?
They are so shocking.
That's right, it's me. The sword smiled anonymously.
Lin Xuan came over and said: This is something that you guys can know. Do n’t pass it on for the time being.
Anonymous is our hole card. I don't want to be known by people on the other side and the Supreme Hall.
We understand
Jian Youshui nodded,
After having rested for two days in Sword God Palace, and settled in Feng Ting, Jian Wuming followed Lin Xuan and left.
This time, they traveled to the Nine Secluded Lands.