Chapter 898: tease

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However, just as Nangong Qian was about to take a shot, Lin Chen suddenly took something out of his arms.
"I am the inheritor of His Holiness Ray, do you dare stop me?"
Lin Chen held Lei Zunbei and whispered.
Sword Twelve did not answer.
"It doesn't seem to work."
Lin Chen touched his chin, then took out Fengzun Yuxi, and yelled, "I am the heir of the Wind Lord, do you dare stop me?"
Sword XII still did not respond.
"It doesn't seem to work."
Lin Chen shrugged and put away the two things.
Nangong looked aside, and he was silent.
She thought that Lin Chen would come up with a powerful method, but did not expect it to be like this?
Too irritating, right?
Don't be too shameful!
"Okay, let's go together."
Nangong said straightforwardly.
"I do the same."
Yang Xiao nodded earnestly.
Nangong rolled his eyes, then took a deep breath, and fluttered like a fairy Lingbo, and rushed towards the sword.
Sword Twelve's response seemed to be a bit slow, until Nangong rushed to the front, then slowly said: "The first sword."
As the so-called law came out, the voice just dropped, and a sharp sword flew from the chest of the sword twelve, carrying a sharp edge, and stabbed towards Nangong.
Nangong Qian did not expect that the sword twelve was so quick to move, immediately Liu Mei frowned slightly, the skirt waved, and suddenly there were colorful flames burning, condensed into a fire lotus, and collided with the illusion sword.
"Ding!"
Accompanied by a harsh metal impact, cracks visible to the naked eye appeared instantly on the surface of the fire lotus, and then banged apart.
Nangong Qian was backswept, and he walked back involuntarily.
But it was caught by a wide arm.
"Sister, don't be impulsive, look at the opponent's moves first before talking."
The young voice sounded in Nangong Qian's ears. Nangong Qian only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and found that he didn't know when he had reached the rear of Jian Twelve, and the sharp sword released by Jian Twelve, then It flew forward, and eventually landed on the ground.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, an endless light burst out, and the sharp sword force swept out, reverberating on the first floor of this Xianwang Pavilion, even with the shallow strength of Nangong, it felt hot eyes and cheeks. pain.
"Sword Twelve, master of swords, as the guardian of Xianwangge, must have some strength."
Lin Chen attached to Nangong's shallow ears and said softly, "Let's test it first to see what cards the sword has."
"Alright."
Nangong shallowly nodded lightly, also agreed with Lin Chen's proposal.
And just as the light from the explosion kept flickering, the sword twelve stepped forward slowly, and walked in the direction where Lin Chen and Nangong shallow were.
At the same time, a cold voice spit out slowly from his mouth: "Second Sword."
As the words came out, a huge sword with a hundred feet formed instantly, swept across, and before the sword arrived, the sharp sword energy swept the surrounding walls with a deep mark!
Lin Chen immediately shot, stretched out his right palm, patted it gently, pressed against the surface of the sword, and made a loud noise.
In that moment, Lin Chen ’s palm was broken, and Yin Hong ’s blood flowed out. Then, a powerful force ran along the wound and poured into Lin Chen ’s body, almost damaging Lin Chen ’s limbs. skeleton.
Lin Chen frowned slightly, apparently because of the pain, but the pain was completely within his tolerance.
After a few stalemates, Lin Chen shook his right hand suddenly, and then suddenly thundered, and the sharp sword burst into pieces, turning into a dross of sky.
At this time, Nangong Qian was fighting again with Sword Twelve.
"This man's name is Sword Twelve. Is his trick to release the Twelve Swords in succession?"
Lin Chen narrowed his eyes, thinking secretly in his heart: "If that's the case, it would be easier."
He was never a man of ink.
Just do it!
"Back, I'll come!"
Lin Chen shouted, his body flickered, and he stormed away!
Nangong Yan Liuyan frowned slightly, but did not hesitate, immediately tiptoe, and quickly retreated toward the rear.
The black light flashed, Lin Chen's body appeared in front of Jian Zhuang's eyes, and a punch like a bull burst out suddenly!
"The third sword."
The sword was opened at twelve, and the words were followed. A large sword with a length of hundreds of feet appeared on the top of the head, slicing down towards Lin Chen.
Huh!
For a while, Lin Chen's body was split in half!
Nangong pale complexion changed.
But then calm returned.
Because he saw that at this moment, another forest dust appeared behind the sword twelve.
Obviously, Lin Chen, who was split in half just now, is just an afterimage!
Lin Chen behind the sword twelve cut it with a palm and slammed it out. The speed was so fast that even sword twelve did not respond.
But in the end, only a long strand of sword twelve was cut off.
"The fourth sword."
Sword Twelve seemed to be provoked, and spoke again, following the way of speaking. Dozens of sharp swords were formed, and they generally penetrated toward the rear forest dust.
Lin Chen in the back was directly penetrated by Wan Jian, and the whole person flew out, and was finally nailed to the wall, which was unbearable.
But even so, the corners of Lin Chen's mouth set off a proud arc of "not surprisingly".
"Still an afterimage?"
In the distance, Nangong saw this scene, and there was a sloppy expression on that little face.
At the same time, another Lin Chen appeared behind Sword Twelve, kicking his ass.
"The fifth sword."
"The sixth sword."
"The seventh sword."
"Eighth Sword."
"..."
The attack of Sword Twelve became more severe, and the lethality caused was more and more terrifying!
But he killed, but the afterimage of Lin Chen!
I do not know how long it has been……
Lin Chen, who struck black, reappeared, very "naughty" and slaps Sword 12's head.
"Eleventh Sword!"
Sword Twelve spoke again, following the words, and instantly condensed thousands of illusive swords, shot out in all directions, and spared no corner!
Nangong in the distance saw the situation, and immediately fluttered his sleeves, releasing a colorful flame, blocking it in front of him.
In the end, I do n’t know how many illusive swords attacked and extinguished all the colorful flames before stopping.
Nangong shifted his sight, but Lin Chen's figure appeared not far away, sweat was seen on his forehead, and a wound appeared on his right arm, with red blood flowing continuously.
Obviously, the attack of Sword Twelve just now was Lin Chen, and it was quite invisible.
Lin Chen shook his arm lightly. Suddenly, the wound on the arm recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye and healed.
His momentum became sharp for a moment, his body was upright, as if standing upright, and Shen Sheng shouted: "Last sword, Lao Tzu will not play with you, move it!"
He is going to hit hard!
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