Chapter 653: Forcing the elders

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In the middle ages of Jinyi, he was stopped by the waist, and the internal organs fell on the ground. It looked shocking and frightening.
For a moment, all the faces of this place have changed.
"you you……"
In the early days of the immortal, the strong man stared at Lin Tian, ​​and his eyes were full of fear.
The five powerful people of Tongxian are actually so simple to be killed? !
With a bang, the fairy sword in Lin Tian’s hands bloomed with immortality, and a sword was thrown out. In an instant, Wandao Jianguang was born.
"Not enough."
He calmly said.
On the way to practice, the Wonderland is a huge watershed. When you step into the fairyland, you will truly enter the sacred hall of spiritual practice. There will be a tremendous change in strength. At the beginning, he was able to kill the three-strong Tianqiang in the air, and now he has entered the field of Tongxian, and it has come from the catastrophe of the destruction of the earth. The growth of strength is far more natural. Other people are strong. Nowadays, people within the five centuries of the immortality have no pressure on him.
"Hey!"
Jianxiao screams, he holds the sword of the top, and the sword sings, covering all the other twenty more powerful people.
"you……"
"Zhang mad!"
"Damn!"
These people were shocked and angry, just a person, but they attacked all of them at the same time!
"Damn?" Lin Tian smiled: "You guys, it."
The swordsmanship swept the eight ridiculous, he stepped on the two ceremonies, in more than 20 Tongxian strong people, step by step, casually, in a moment, appeared in front of a Tongxian Sanzhong Tianxiu, followed by a sword Out, put your head down.
He sideways avoided a killing light, his left hand explored, the virtual turbulence of pure physical shock, and the smashing of another strong singer in the early days of the singer, the blood was stained with red and large pieces of ground.
"brute!"
This place, more than 20 passers-by, there are still 20 left, and all of them are furious. These people are screaming, the power of the gods is rolling, the killing of the light is dense, and the space in all directions is completely shrouded, and Qi Qi is pressing toward Lin Tian.
Lin Tian's expression is calm, stepping on the two ceremonies, walking in the light of the gods, calm and calm.
"Hey!"
He raised his hand at random and took out a sword.
The savage swordsman smashed the void, shattered a magical power, and opened a monk and two heavens monks.
He leaned away from the cold gun stabbed behind him, and the backhand swayed backwards and slammed another person's head.
"Damn, you this..."
"puff!"
He waved his left hand and slaps the head of a Tongxian triple-powered person directly into the chest.
"Let's go together, kill together!"
There are five powerful people in Tongxian.
However, the next moment, Lin Tian appeared next to the person who opened the door, and the sword in his hand was merciless.
"you……"
"puff!"
The man’s head was squatted, and the blood spurted high.
Nowadays, he has cultivated to enter the fairyland, and the combat power itself is very tyrannical. In addition, there is a top-grade sword that is branded with the immortal pattern. It is like walking between the twenty monks and monks. In general, a sword kills.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
Lei Yan Jian Mang vertical and horizontal, in the blink of an eye, several people were shackled.
At this time, there were only thirteen remaining monks in the Twenty-one Masters. At this moment, they stared at Lin Tian, ​​and they all trembled. More than 20 of them were surrounded by Lin Tian, ​​but they fell to such an end in a blink of an eye, and half of them died!

A blow to suppress me?
Lin Tian was calm and looked dull:
Now, how many hits have you played? How many more people are alive?

He lifted his right hand, and another sword was thrown out. A large sword was swept up and pressed toward the front.
With a bang, a monk in the early days of the immortal blasted, and was directly smashed into a blood fog by the dense swordsman.
Here, there are still twelve people left in the monk.
"See how long you can support."
He faintly said.
When the words fall, the sword in his hand becomes even more terrible, and Sensen Jianman will completely cover the space within a dozen square feet.
"what!"
Some people screamed, and they were stabbed into the body by the intensive swordsman, and the next moment they fell to the ground, and the breath of life disappeared.
"Hey!"
Jian Ming, then ring.
Lin Tian arbitrarily waved his sword in his hand. Every sword was thrown out. It was a piece of Jianguang. The light curtains and magical secrets of the monks and monks who had broken the Qixian dynasty were successively blasting three blood waves, three people. Was killed into blood fog.
In a blink of an eye, there are more than twenty monks in the immortal, and the last eight are still left.
Tongxian five heavy one person, Tongxian four heavy one person, Tongxian three heavy four people, Tongxian early two.
"Next."
Lin Tiandao.
The sword in his hand is turned over, and the sword is glaring. Wherever he goes, the void is distorted.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
In an instant, three people were shackled.
At this time, everyone was frightened, including the last remaining one.
They have more than 20 passers-by and join forces to kill Lin Tian, ​​and now, only the last five are left!
"Go to inform the elders and the emperor!"
Some of these five people shouted.
Suddenly, among the hundreds of ordinary monks in the periphery, there are the nine-day strong people who are rushing toward the distance, and they are very fast.
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. Later, I will go find them myself. Or, they will come out soon."
Lin Tiandao.
As his words fell, there were intensive scenes in the void, and the cold and murderous moments came together.
"boom!"
Around the world, the tremors of the void, then, the killing of the light, the cold and the cold.
With a bang, the monk who rushed to the distance was overwhelmed by dozens of killings and blasted away not far away.
"This is... killing?"
"When is it laid out?!"
"This……"
The crowd is stunned and discolored.
The last five survivors who survived angered Lin Tian: "What did you do?!"
"Isn't the news of your Seven Miles dynasty should be very well-informed? I don't know if I am still a six-class controller?"
Lin Tian is faint.
Fang Cai, he is not only fighting with more than 20 Tongxian monks, but also secretly branded his left hand on the void. This killing is only a six-level killing, but it is a complete sixth-order killing. With his current cultivation as a complete sixth-order killing, there is no problem in killing ordinary Tongxian-level monks. . At this time, this murder covered the ten-party space, and all the people here were covered in the Qiyi.
"you……"
"Hey!"
Killing the boiling, killing the light and condensing into an immortal light sword, screaming and screaming, sweeping away in all directions.
In a blink of an eye, the screams sounded.
In this place, except for the five monks who are still alive, the others are dozens of monks and hundreds of sea-governers. With these levels of cultivation, how can they resist the complete six engraved by Lin Tian? Order killing? In a short time, all the blood smog was blasted around, and the seven monks were killed and smashed, and the blood was stained with red.
"Bee! Stop!"
There is a strong singer.
These people are all ethnic groups!
Lin Tian’s look was very dull, and there was no change in his face.
For the enemy, he will never be merciful and will not be indecisive.
"Hey!"
The sixth-order killing and vibrating, killing the light and swaying at the same time, and completely impeding the space in all directions, ruthlessly squatting to all the seven dynasty imperial monks.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
The blood mist blasted together, like a firework, a demon, and a glare.
"what!"
The screams rang, the voice was fierce, with despair and panic.
Lin Tian’s indifferent appearance is no longer a shot. The complete sixth-order killing is open, and it is no longer necessary for him to start killing and killing. In the blink of an eye, dozens of people are being smashed and turned into a mud on the ground.
"Do not!"
"Bee! Stop!"
"Damn!"
A few passers-by are roaring.
At this time, there was a deep drink in the distance: "What is it!"
The four figures came out for an old man and a young man. The old man was dressed in a robes, and the young man was in a purple coat. They all had a majestic momentum, with an extravagance, when looking at it. It is moving in harmony.
"That is?!"
"Lin Tian?! And... in the void, there is killing!"
The robes and the purple robes followed the other two middle-aged people. When they saw this, they all changed their faces.
The robes of the old robes are stunned, and the sleeves are on display. For a time, a violent hurricane screams out like a dead sword, and the sixth-order killing on the void is crushed.
Suddenly, the killing in the air disappeared and the killing of the light disappeared.
In the killing process, the monks of the Seven Dais were rescued, and each of them grew a breath, and at the same time showed a pleasant expression.
"Elder! Prince!"
Someone looked at the other side and cried.
Lin Tian looked up and slightly narrowed his eyes: "The half-step avenue peak is stronger than Jiang Luan."
His shoulders, black scorpion enchanting micro-condensation, a flash of black light.
The old robes are staring at Lin Tian, ​​and the scorpion is stunned. Naturally, I know Lin Tian. I know what Lin Tian did to his Seven Miles dynasty: "Small beasts, actually dare to come here! It’s really a dog!" Staring at Lin Tian, ​​the robes of the old robes are chilly and do not hide the killing: "And, how do you know here!"
For Lin Tian to appear in this place, the robes of the old robes reacted the same as those of the first seven monks. Their family is now a Lingjing vein, but this is very hidden. How does Lin Tian know?
"When you are all dead, I will burn the answer to you."
Lin Tian smiled.
The face of the robes of the old robes suddenly became colder, and a majestic rushing up, step by step, was directly pressed toward Lin Tian. In an instant, the space vibrates, and the inch is distorted, splitting under its terrible power.
"The three elders have personally shot!"
"The three elders can only enter the avenue in a small step. Under the boulevard, no one is an opponent!"
"This thief will die!"
All the monks of the Seven Dais were sinister and staring at Lin Tian at the moment, as if they were watching a corpse.
At this time, the old robes of the robes have appeared in front of Lin Tian, ​​raising their hands like a demon, and they are going to Lin Tian.