Chapter 232: Fierce confrontation

Listening to the words of Fu Feng, Lin Tian is a little bit surprised, Bai Bianfang, the name is such a source? It’s really weird.
"In short, don't worry."
He smiled.
Hundreds of secrets, while controlling nine weapons, and then flying with Baiyun, he always thought it would be very interesting.
Yufeng sighs, only when Lin Tian is comforting himself.
Lin Tian and Yan Feng together, not long after they came to the Burning Yang Zong Yan. At this time, the performance of the military field has been filled with people, the elders of the Bailianfang to fight with Lin Tian, ​​this alarmed many people, most of the disciples have come.
"It’s the monk!"
"This battle, I don't know what the outcome is."
"That Bai Yunfei, it is said that there are hundreds of refining secrets in the practice of a hundred refining workshops, very terrible! That swearing, afraid of..."
Many disciples of the Yangming sects whispered.
On the other hand, Bai Yunfei stood alone in the same place, and the disciples of the Bailianfang behind him were sneer. As one of the strongest people in the Bailian Square, the young disciples of these hundreds of refining workshops are very clear about how strong Baiyun is. In general, the five-strong Tianqiang is not an opponent, let alone one of the district’s burning Yangzong. Outside disciple.
Over the battlefield, the chief of the burning sun and the elder Luo stood quietly.
Lin Tian swept two people and looked at Baiyun, looking indifferent.
"Little guy, how?"
Pu An asked.
Looking at Lin Tian, ​​Pu'an was somewhat worried and did not understand why the Sun Yat-Sen had made such a decision.
"Nothing, I will beat him down."
Lin Tian laughed.
Pu'an smiled bitterly: "You guy, you are really confident."
Lin Tianyi smiled: "Confidence is one of the essential elements of the strong."
Pu'an stunned, this is really good, but he still couldn't help but shoot his forehead.
Soon, half an hour is the past.
"time up."
There is a deacon to speak.
On the largest martial arts stage in the military field, Baiyunfei jumped up, like the wind, and flashed up instantly.
"Good flowing body!"
There is a disciple of the burning Yang Zong.
Bai Yunfei stood on the ring, carrying his hands, staring indifferently at Lin Tian, ​​as if the king looked down on his own courtiers. These actions are not deliberately pretending, but a kind of temperament that naturally emerges, which makes many people surprised.
"This white cloud is really not easy."
Pu'an speaks to himself.
Looking at Baiyunfei, Pu'an was inevitably worried about Lin Tian.
Lin Tian lightly swept his eyes and flew to Bai Yunfei. He walked to the main platform and jumped up.
"The action is really frustrating!"
"It seems that a move will be defeated by the white brother."
"This is natural."
There are hundreds of refining disciples making fun of them.
On the stage of the martial arts, Bai Yunfei still bears his hands: "Although you killed the family and grandson, but after all, the strength is weak, you will be given three chances to take the initiative. In the three strokes, I will not fight back. Yangzong."
"It’s not a white brother, there is a benevolent person."
"Yes!"
"Which like some people, see you can't save!"
The disciples of Bailianfang mocked.
In the hands of Lin Tian, ​​the sword of the spirit appeared, and a sword smashed the past.
With a bang, a sword wind rolled up to the disciples of the Bailianfang, and the violent swordsmanship directly flew everyone.
"A cat and a dog, go and go."
He faintly said.
A crowd of people in the refining workshop flew, all of them were shocked. The sword just was too terrible. At the same time, these people's faces have become very difficult to see, Lin Tian stood on the stage of the martial arts, actually doing so to them, it is too arrogant!
"This is awkward! It's really unscrupulous!"
"What is unscrupulous? It should be like this! A group of small characters only, when someone else’s sect is still a god-like look, deserve it!"
"Yes, it's beautiful!"
There are scorns of the descendants of the Burning Yang.
Some people's voices are deliberately put on a big scale. Some of the disciples of the singular refining workshops are hard to look at, but they dare to speak out. After all, here is the Burning Yangzong, the territory of others, and they are not allowed to be too wild. .
On the stage of the martial arts, Bai Yunfei stared at Lin Tian, ​​his face sank, and Lin Tian did what he did. A sword smashed the hundred refining workshops and came to the dozen disciples of the burning Yangzong. This was a shame to his face. After all, These people are brought by him.
"Lin Tian!"
Baiyun flew two words.
Lin Tian raised the spirit sword and pointed to Bai Yunfei: "Before you beat me, let me say a word, your grandson Mu Haoguang, is a small scum, a young man will be yin Spicy, with a grandfather and grandfather, doing everything you want, like this kind of person, die early, it can be said that it is a great blessing to the world. Then, as the saying goes, what kind of elders teach what kind of late life In this way, your master is not a good thing, and you, too, are at most a junk that can be used by Mu Haoguang."
Listening to these words, everyone is discolored.
"This monk, actually directly insulted the elders of Bailianfang and Baiyunfei!"
Someone is heartbroken.
The disciples of the Bailianfang were even more angry, staring at Lin Tian with a smug face.
The face of Bai Yunfei became cold and cold, and disappeared into the original place. The next moment appeared on the left side of Lin Tian. A long sword was already smashing to Lin Tian, ​​and it was a treasure.
"So fast!"
"Be careful!"
There is a disciple of the burning Yang sect.
On the stage of the martial arts, Lin Tian’s expression was very calm, and his right hand swayed, and the spirit sword leaned to the left.
The two swords collided, and the sound of the metal slammed.
"You are not saying that there is no counterattack in the three moves."
Lin Tian is faint.
Such a speech, although calm, is full of irony.
Bai Yunfei's face is gloomy: "I changed my mind!" said, a long gong rang, the sword in his hand suddenly gave birth to the dense light of the true Yuan, just like the dragon rushed out of the water, slamming into the chest of Lin Tian, ​​causing the air to vibrate stand up.
"Yes, it’s really a fickle person, it’s not a good gentleman."
Lin Tian said.
The spirit of the sword was shocked, and the Thunder sword slanted out.
With a bang, the two swords collided again, straight out the sky.
Bai Yunfei eyes cold, holding a long sword, step by step to Lin Tian. The sword in his hand is the best for the next product, which can enhance the strength of 70%. At this moment, with the injection of his real yuan, the long sword screams like a bird.
"cut!"
A cold drink came out, Bai Yunfei waved a long sword, and a flame sword went straight to Lin Tian.
"Swordsman rubbing the air, actually gave birth to these flames?!"
"It’s terrible, it’s a sturdy real thing to do!

"The disciples trained by the Royal Air Force are really terrible."
Many people are shocked.
Lin Tian is a faceless expression, and the spirit sword is free to pull out.
With a bang, the same fire and swords swept out and instantly swallowed the swordsmanship of Baiyunfei. Moreover, at this time, this fire and swordsman did not disappear, but the trend continued to rush toward Baiyun.
"This……"
Everyone was surprised.
The swordsmanship of Baiyunfei was smashed, and it did not die. It is still killing Baiyunfei. This sword is so powerful.
Bai Yunfei’s face was so heavy that he raised his hand and a sword, and he smashed Lin Tian’s sword.
"It's not easy, but I missed you."
Staring at Lin Tian, ​​Bai Yunfei Shen Sheng.
"You are not very good, knowing the sea is four, just to this extent."
Lin Tian is faint.
Bai Yunfei's throat was cold, and Lin Tian's expression was colder.
"Hey!"
Layers of blazing real yuan floated on the sword, and Baiyunfei held a long sword. The momentum of the whole person suddenly rose. It was only a few breaths in the past. The momentum that emerged from him made ordinary people The disciples were trembled. Many people were originally close to Wutai. At this moment, they kept going backwards.
With a bang, the white clouds flew, the long sword pointed, and the tip of the sword forced Lin Tian’s throat.
Suddenly, a sharp sword to the extreme spread, stunned.
Lin Tian looks slightly condensed, the dark road, this white cloud fly is really not simple, it is a bit scary, at least, this time this sword, let him feel the pressure.
Of course, it’s just a trace.
"Run through!"
The white clouds flew coldly, and the body shape suddenly disappeared from the eyes of the people.
Lin Tian only felt a bitter cold and flew toward himself. He stepped back and took a sword. With a bang, in the position one inch before his throat, a short cockroach was flew out, which made Lin Tianzi's scorpion slightly change. This coldness was actually from a shackle, not Baiyunfei himself.
"cut!"
Just then, on the high ground, a cold drink rang.
Bai Yunfei did not know when it appeared in the sky, and a sword slammed into the body of Lin Tian.
Everyone was guilty, but the next moment was discolored again. Lin Tian’s figure slowly dispersed, but it was only a residual image.
"This... actually gave birth to a residual image. How amazing is this?"
Someone is heartbroken.
At this moment, Baiyunfei moved, his body shape flashed, and he avoided a dozen Thunder swords.
"It's very fast."
A voice rang at the edge of the martial arts.
Until this time, the talents are now, Lin Tian actually moved to another position outside the ten feet.
Bai Yunfei stared at Lin Tian, ​​swaying and slamming.
This time, Bai Yunfei chose to face the front, and a sword was drawn, as if the space was distorted.
Staring at this scene, Lin Tian’s mouth is rising.
Hard hit, he likes it the most!
"Hey!"
He waved the sword, like a white cloud, arrogant.
"clang!"
"clang!"
"clang!"
For a long time, the two men’s long swords collided again and again, and they kept out the harsh metal vibrato.
Bai Yunfei's face gradually became a little surprised. His monk was in the four heavens of the sea, and he has been insisting on practicing physical fitness. The general same-order monk can't compare him with his physical strength, but at the moment, his sword is every Once collided with Lin Tian, ​​the arm will be a little numb. Obviously, Lin Tian’s body is stronger than him!
Thinking of this, the face of Baiyun is more cold. In the next moment, his figure suddenly shook, and seven figures were born in time. Every figure was like a real thing. From seven different angles, Lin Tian’s retreat was blocked, and Qi Qi’s head was smashed toward Lin Tian’s head.
"Seven shadows and one kill, the degree is very fast, and it is difficult to find the ontology!"
"Knowing the martial arts in the sea, the white brother actually used martial arts!"
"But this way, the name of Lin is almost finished!"
The disciple of Bailianfang said.
Lin Tian’s eyes were indifferent, and Huan’s moved around. After several breaths, a sword stabbed straight ahead.
"nail!"
The sharp voice came out, and the seven illusions of Bai Yunfei disappeared. The sword-like sword tip of Lin Tian’s hand coincided with the sword tip of Bai Yunfei’s hand.
Ps: Let's talk about it, starting tomorrow, the first is around 12 noon, the second is around 6 o'clock in the afternoon, plus the time, the dragon will say after the chapter.