Chapter 425: Destroy the gods

The cold and ruthless words, with the tone of rejection, like the gods on the high, are not allowed to disobey their will.
Stress, great pressure!
Lin Fei brows a head, flashes a touch of color, and the whole body of the sword swirls, the pressure of the shot, the inch is broken, the invisible pressure is reduced.
"who are you!"
"Does the red leaf people kill you?"
In the eyes of the young people in the kimono, they shot a sword, and they turned into swords and rains in the sky. The drip was filled with rain and water. Every drop of sword rain fell, and the void was torn open and cracked, leaving a sharp sword.
Dangerous, very dangerous atmosphere!
"Bunny scorpion, who let you shoot!"
The black scorpion appeared in front of Lin Fei, and the sorcerer’s knife smashed in the past. The sword rain was smashed one by one. After the sword rain, a rain sword rushed out, leaving a white light, and the black scorpion flew out of the kite, leaving a piece of ocean Bloody rain.
A sword, black scorpion was injured.
The black scorpion in the early days of Xuansheng was defeated in the other hand.
"A strong sword, integrated into the rain, the atmosphere is convergent, realistic, clearly reach a very high level, no less than my invincible sword, but to be strong, black 曜 is a demon king, a sword can not stop, This person is strong and strong." Lin Fei was shocked and looked calm. "Who is this person? Why is there a smile in the sword, and the will to the world?"
Just a sword, Lin Fei saw the clues, screaming, and he met a powerful opponent.
The mind is moving, and the huge water and fire lotus emerges.
The sword rain hit the lotus leaf and instantly penetrated the lotus leaf. Layers of layers continue to penetrate and re-enter Mount Tai.
At the beginning, the speed is fast. At the end of the day, the lotus leaves are constantly being born, and the spirits of the sword rain are constantly removed from the beginning and the end, and this is blocked with the sword of the king.
The real realization of the temple enlightenment, Lin Fei cultivation of the magical water and fire lotus has improved a few grades, truly the two sides of the water and fire will be integrated, a steady stream. The defensive power is increased several times.
If it was before, the sword rain would make Lin Fei a headache.
"You are the sword son!"
Suddenly, Lin Fei smiled and said a name.
The youth of Jinfu is still cold. "Which you know the name of this son, dare to kill the son of this son?"
"Haha." Lin Fei smiled. "I kill you, how can you take me? Don't think that people call you a son. It's a great look, it's still the same in my eyes. It's killing you today. projection."
Guess the other is the sword son, from the body of the red leaf Taoist to see the clue.
Not inferior to his own sword, in addition to the sword son, can not find a second.
After Lin Fei’s temptation, the other party directly admitted that he was a sword son.
The kind of sword that is the king of the world, the only person who can reincarnate the fairy can have it. The average person has limited knowledge and cannot contain the sword of the world in the sword.
Lin Fei never thought about it, he would run into the sword son. The first young master of Jianshenmen.
Simple to play, the sword son is indeed as powerful as rumors.
"Total Annihilation!"
Flying the sky, the sword flies out, into the core sword array, the seven hundred and twenty mouthful of Lingbao flying sword, into a peripheral sword array, into a huge flying sword, rushed to the sword son.
Since it is shot. Then go all out.
The other party is the sword son! The reputation is loud and loud.
A few hundred years ago, the strength of the other party reached the peak of the saint, and now it may reach the level of the emperor.
Even if it is a projection. The strength is also daunting.
Projection, the imperial power can be used to display the murderous magical power.
"A very good sword array!"
In a simple sentence, the sword son pointed out, and the huge flying sword was born and flew out.
"How could this be!"
Lin Fei was shocked, and this was cracked.
The second finger, shot again.
The king is in the sword of the world, and in the sword, there is an emperor, who laughs at the world and throws a sword out.
Lin Fei swayed, Qinglong was real, and with a bang, the whole person flew out and slammed into a mountain peak, and the mountain peak was broken by the waist, causing a loud bang.
One-point power, horror.
Oh, oh!
A large piece of gravel was flung out of the scorpion, and a person came out from below. It seemed a bit embarrassing, and it was Lin Fei who was blasted out.
I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, and Lin Fei looked up. "I thought how powerful the sword son is. I don't think it is just a name, but the sword son is just like this."
My heart is still shocked. The sword son is very powerful. Xin Xin Qing Long defends against the powerful and blocks most attacks. Even so, Lin Fei is not good.
For the first time, I encountered a powerful metamorphosis.
"It's no wonder that they dare to kill the red leaves and they are dare to take things away, but there are some doorways." The sword son said, "However, you will die in the next sword."
"Just the world!"
Behind the sword son, a virtual shadow emerges, and the vast atmosphere is swept away.
At this moment, within the radius of the circle, all the gods were surrendered.
Surrender, true surrender.
Pressure, huge pressure, squeezed directly, the mountain should be sounded as a powder.
On the body of Qinglong, the cockroaches shot a wound and the blood flowed like a note. Lin Fei became a person and looked very horrible and embarrassed.
"Give me a drive!"
Real yuan agitates, the sword is broken!
The huge squeezing force is hard torn and part of it.
"Three thousand cents, big winding!"
Huge vines, appearing on the sword son, entwined the whole person.
The sword son does not agree, "big winding."
The sword is bursting and the vines are constantly broken.
"That may not be!"
"Three thousand cents, big cutting!"
Silver and white for half a month, cut out in the air.
Wherever he went, all the way to the waist and the broken sword, the sword of the king in the world, in front of this unspeakable fairy, must also be out of reach.
"I will find you!"
The sword son did not resist, the projection was cut off, the huge energy spread, and the inside of the circle suddenly fell into an explosion.
After a while, the figure rushed up.
"Grandma's, it really is the person who does something big."
In the face of his own three thousand cents, he directly gave up the projection, and the average person couldn't do it, but the sword son did it.
A projection, the strength is no less than the realm of the saints, the strength of the deity of the sword son must be at the level of the emperor, if the average person has already been killed.
"It seems that I have used three thousand cents, and the combat power can reach the level of the early saints. Even if it is not as good, it is almost the same, as long as there is no master of the great saints."
After World War I, Lin Fei had an understanding of his own strength, and he realized his strength in a short period of time.
"I have offended the sword son, and the revenge should come back soon. I have to hurry up again."
Lin Fei overwhelmed the pressure, then there was great excitement.
"How much is there, killing you all, is the experience value."