Chapter 67: Lonely sneak attacker

In the secret room, the flames slowly linger around the juvenile's body. Lin Muyu's calcined keel has been cultivated to the third realm - rebirth, which means that after the bones, his bone marrow is slowly reborn, bone marrow Regeneration will reshape his blood. In fact, his blood has been transformed in silence, which he can even feel.
Nowadays, when practicing, the speed of infuriating in the blood is much different from the past. The explosive power of the moment has also been greatly improved. After reshaping the blood, both speed and strength have been completely renewed.
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Slowly opened his eyes, he stretched his arm, then came to the stone door and ate the dinner that the servant sent, and then continued to practice.
"Hey!"
The sword of the original sword was unsheathed, and the sword was slowly inflated. The sword from the leaf beam was indeed a treasure!
A set of sacred swords and swords are flowing, and with his talent and understanding, this set of swords has been given in. In fact, Lin Muyu’s sword repair at this time is at least considered to be superior, unless it is the top master of swordsmanship. Otherwise, it can still resist one or two. First time update
"Hey..."
Lei Guangyong is now on the edge of the blade. He sings low and bursts of lightning. The blade and thunder light smashed the air into two ends. The speed is too fast, and even a short vacuum is formed on the trajectory. The feeling of air swelling is very strong.
The smile of Ouyang Qiuqi emerged in his mind. His swordsmanship routine was slowly and somewhat messy. He thought of Ouyang Qiu’s school--Wan Jianyu, which is the best ability to use the sword, which is the best in swordsmanship. Unfortunately, I don’t know anything about it.
"what?"
He suddenly smiled and thought of the mysterious boss of the Wansheng Weapons Shop, Jian Lao. Obviously, the old sword is also an extraordinary man of swordsmanship. He seems to be on the Ouyang Qiu and Yu Fang. If this is the case, perhaps it is also a strong way to learn from the old swordsmanship of the sword, but the old sword is so lonely that he is addicted to the collection of the sword, and he may not be willing to teach himself the sword.
The way of the sword is ever-changing, but if you can't master the sword, it will always be a shortcoming. After all, it is necessary to use the sword in the battle when it is necessary.
Forget it, go back to the old sword and try it out!
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After practicing the Yufeng Swordsman for five times in a row, Chang Shu breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the stone bed to practice the infuriating, and the strength of his body was still not strong enough!
The moon outside the window is thin, and the blink of an eye is close to midnight.
"rustle……"
With a fine bang, he opened his eyes and looked at Shimen. It seemed that there was a glimmer of breath. Was it Grandfather Lei Hong who came to pry into his cultivation?
At the thought of Lei Hong, Lin Muyu felt a good and funny. In fact, Lei Hong is more like a urchin who is returning to his home. He is willing to bet with his peers such as Qu Chu and Ge Yang, and he is particularly concerned about himself, although he was almost injured during the day. However, after all, the responsibility is not in Leihong, Lei Hong is the great deacon of the temple, and one of the six white robes of the Qin dynasty, and naturally defends the imperial law with extreme severity.
The vision is different, and the realm is different. Lin Muyu comes from civilized society and has such anger. However, in the eyes of Zhang Wei, Qin Ziling, Lei Hong, etc., it seems that the instructor kills the sparring and the aristocrats kill the civilians. The usual thing, when I think of it, he has some understanding of Grandpa Lei Hong.
Close your eyes and continue to practice.
The whole body's infuriating flow slowly in the blood, and even the naked eye can see that his body is surrounded by a faint red-hot dragon. Unconsciously, his blood is being remodeled again and again. Of course, Lin Muyu still doesn't know what transformation is happening. More faster chapters please come.
Let the spirit completely relax, let the instinct run in the body. The huge advantage of the calcined keel is that it is infinitely cultivated. If you run it in the body for a week, the strength can be improved a little, so repeatedly, just follow the heart. After cultivating, the strength will naturally become stronger and stronger!
Just as he was almost immersed in the "sleeping" state, suddenly the voice of the elf female official was heard: "Brother, be careful!"
There was a chill in the top of the head.
Lin Muyu woke up from cultivation, and an endless killing came from the top, and almost did not want to sideways and rolled down from the stone bed!
"Hey!"
Behind the fire, the sword of the attacker directly pierced the stone bed and divided it!
"Hey..."
Lin Muyu quickly summoned the martial arts soul. If the enemy is close to the dragon, the dragon squad and the tortoise shell are all released. The palm of the hand is pulled out and placed on the side of the 燎原剑. Under the temperament, the 燎原剑 emits a strong fire. Illuminated everything in front of him, the attacker did not speak, and the sword started the attack again!
"Roar!"
His martial arts is a fox, but it is not the fire fox of Tang Xiaoxuan, but a black fur fox, very sinister and intrusive, which makes Lin Muyu suddenly realize why he can't take measures, and he does not sense this person. Breath, it turned out to be his innate martial arts advantage, this person's martial arts can hide their breath!
Five consecutive swords bloom, and five sword stab attacks broke out in an instant. This man's sword is too fast!
However, after Lin Muyu had been tempered and washed, the eyesight was improved a lot. It was really clear, and the original sword was shaken. The "铿铿铿" smashed three attacks, and the other two were all eaten by the black turtle. First time update
"Hey..."
The black turtle was stabbed with two holes, and Lin Muyu also had a pain in his chest.
"Wrap!"
A low-pitched, countless gourd vines were drilled from the cracks of the stone and all invaded to the opponent.
The attacker obviously has extraordinary skills and does not retreat. The long sword is full of vindictive brilliance. Under the violent screaming, the sword light is raging, sweeping around, and smashing the gourd vines. First time update
"Hey!"
After Lin Muyu's attack, the attack angle of the lightning strike was actually seen, and it was directly blocked!
"Hey!"
The attacker smirked and the blade swayed downwards. The steel sword actually produced a suction force, and went down with the sword of the original, and went to the volley to sweep the blade.
Lin Muyu hurriedly bowed his head, a chill passed over the top of his head, and even brought out a broken hair tip, good guy, this man's sword is fast and fierce!
Holding the Suiyuan sword back, stepping on the star-studded body, but after a cold, the attacker's fierce sword fell on the mysterious tortoise shell, and the tortoiseshell armor finally collapsed.
"Sword field!"
In the low-sounding voice of the sneak attacker, the ground on the foot of Lin Muyu seems to have become the abyss of purgatory, and a sword is raging around, as if the swordsmanship is waiting for his next move. If you accidentally fall into the end of the sword, it is about a more sophisticated sword.
In this desperate situation, Lin Muyu stepped on the ground and walked up in the air, avoiding the sword and killing while raising his hand, it was a flying knife thrown out!
"The dark weapon hurts people!? Despicable!" The sneak attacker flashed the magic sound knife on one side, but the sword field's moves were also broken.
"Sword is gone!"
He whispered and loosened the hand holding the sword. The long sword flew quickly, with a parallel sword.
The space of the secret room is too small, Lin Muyu can't dodge at all, flying fast, and numerous green vines rise up to form a barrier, and at the same time turn the remaining one into a dragon scale wall!
"Hey..."
In the fierce noise, the opponent's sword gas instantly shattered the defense of the dragon scale wall!
"噗嗤", the sword pierced the shoulder.
Lin Muyu stepped back and down a few steps, blood mad, he has been at a disadvantage, even his own Suiyuan sword simply can not touch the opponent even a hair, the magic of the sword is here, killing 10 meters, not at all Give your opponent a chance.
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"Ha ha..."
The sneak attacker laughed and opened the mask, revealing a thin face and laughing at it: "Where is the sacredness of Lin Muyu, I want to come here, but I will die under the sword of my clock. You should also look at it." It!"
Said, he with one hand, an invisible suction driving the sword back to fly.
"Snapped!"
Lin Muyu suddenly opened his hand, and the true gas energy around the dragon's scale wall around his fingers. He grasped the discrete sword front of the clock, refining the skin and quenching the bones. The bones were hard and surprising, but they didn't feel too painful. Suddenly, I rushed back and said: "Do you still want to get back the weapon?"
The clock is discrete and the eyes are cold: "It's a madman!"
Before he flew on his body, he grasped the hilt with one hand and rushed to the air. The long sword began to turn up, and the invisible sword raged. The skin of Lin Muyu’s left hand was crushed, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
But what Lin Muyu wants is just this opportunity!
"Oh..."
A purple flame smashed on the original sword, the real dragon fire!
When Lin Muyu slammed the sword out of the air, the discreet eyes were only with deep disdain, because in his eyes, Lin Muyu had no skill at all, even awkward, even if it was Ten-year-old children can also stab this sword.
"drink!"
One broke, three sighs condensed on the chest, and the clock discretely ridiculed and said: "Come on, kid!"
"Roar……"
The real dragon is surrounded by the sword of the original Yuan. When the sword is less than ten centimeters from the chest, the discreteness of the clock suddenly feels bad. It is a force that I have never experienced before, and it is overbearing!
"puff……"
The sword front is straight and breathable. The real dragon is very hot and burns his defense. He pushes it into the chest quickly, and then the hole pierces the heart of the clock!
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Kill and kill!
Discrete the whole person was nailed to the stone wall by Lin Muyu, with a boundless horror and unwillingness in his eyes. He looked at him before he died, muttering: "You...who are you?"
Lin Muyu said faintly: "Are you sent by the party?"
"Yes……"
"That can be dead!"
The real dragon is fired, and the heart of the discrete clock is burned directly into coke!
The book starts from the first time to see the genuine content!
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