Campus belle's cultivation master

It is the so-called concern is chaos, Tianlan Saint Zhang Biyao can not help but step forward half a step, tone hasty panic chaos: "Sir, be careful!"

In the face of Zhuang Shu's magnificent sword, even she felt frightened. Seeing that her husband was still so calm, her eyes filled with deep worry.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yu didn't care about it. He leaned out a pale palm to meet the bright sword light, then turned to her and gave her a smile.

Zhang Biyao was stunned, her eyes widened, and the whole thing froze.

Sir, sir, are you reliable or not? The power of Zhuang Shu's sword alone can't even resist the ordinary powerful. Do you still have leisure to smile at me?

Around the star picking platform, thousands of Tianlan sect's disciples have bright eyes. They only hope that master brother can take Lin Zixuan's head on the neck and take a bad breath for the sect.

However, tens of thousands of practitioners in the audience looked different, some were sad, some were excited, some were ridiculed and ridiculed

Li Jiaqian clenched her white hand, her eyes were dazed, her palms were in a cold sweat, and she was worried.

Pang Zhi, who was standing on her side, had a face full of ferocious color, and his body trembled with excessive excitement: "die! Lin, go to hell! That's the end of your bullying me! "

When a rabbit dies, a fox mourns. Cai Yunfei and Shi Kaixuan, who are the leaders of the great masters of heaven, even moved their eyes and couldn't bear to see the desolate scene of the end of the hero.

In the eyes of tens of thousands of practitioners, Lin Yu's action was like a tiny and humble mole ant in the storm, unable to wave his weak fist and do the last unwilling struggle.

Many martial arts strongmen sigh in their hearts. Lin Zixuan, the proud son of heaven, has come to a dead end after all. Today, the top of Tu mountain is the place where he died.

Under the focus of countless intricate lines of sight, the magnificent sword Qi swept by, and the surging waves rolled upside down, carrying the fallen leaves up into the air, even in the overflowing energy ripples.

Boom!

The fierce crashing sound is like thunder rolling, which is frightening to the mountains and rivers. The dazzling brilliance reflects the twisted and ferocious face of Zhuang Shu, the eldest disciple of Tianlan sect.

He hunted in his robes, danced wildly in his hair, and roared: "Lin Zixuan! Get the head

On the high platform, many elders, including Gongsun Zhong, applauded and laughed

"Ha ha ha, Zhuang Shu has killed Lin Zixuan and created a supreme heart. The future is limitless!"

"Congratulations, master! Lord Hexi! Since then, Tianlan Xianzong has become famous all over the world. Don't open the world! "

In the face of praise, the patriarch yuan Luochen was not half happy. As if he had noticed something, his cheek suddenly changed color, and he could no longer keep calm. He suddenly got up and yelled: "Zhuang Shu! Go back

The powerful demigod has a profound way, and his voice is like a great bell, ringing from the top of Yunshan mountain, shaking tens of thousands of practitioners at a loss.

Zhuangshu, the eldest disciple of Tianlan Sect on the eight hundred Li star picking platform, was suddenly shocked, and his eyes were full of bewilderment.

What do you mean, master? Today, when Lin Zixuan was killed with his sword and his reputation shocked Kyushu, he should have been worshipped by the world. Why did he retreat?

Before Zhuang Shu realized it, heaven and earth suddenly changed. Then, in his unbelievable fear eyes, the light of the shining sword poured down burst, and the spirit power overflowed. With the blessing of Rune array, the star picking platform, which is much harder than steel, has opened many cracks, and spider webs spread in all directions.

"How..." he was holding the dragon sword, staggering back half a step, full of horror, "how possible!"

The amazing sword that he used all his accomplishments to split was smashed by Shengsheng!

Whew!

"Is that all you have?" With a low sneer, a vague shadow came out of the surging waves. It became bigger and bigger in Zhuang Shu's confused eyes. It came near in a moment, and a blow without any fancy came to his face.

Between heaven and earth, a dead silence!

They were only a few meters away. Zhuang Shu stared at Lin Yu's mockery and sneer, and his heart suddenly surged up.

It's over. It's all over!

From the beginning to the end, the other side didn't transfer half of the cultivation, and didn't overflow the spirit power. It's just a quick, clean punch.

This is the purest physical strength. The Vajra, who has endured the endless burning of meteoric fire, finally shows his edge and frightens the world at this moment!

Zhuang Shu, the eldest disciple of Tianlan sect, could not retreat or avoid. He watched the seemingly weak punch coming from afar and hitting his hard chest.

Click!

Zhuang Shu's body was severely shocked, and a big mouthful of red blood gushed out from his back. His whole chest was depressed.

The severe pain exploded in his mind. At this moment, he had only one idea:

Strong! It's so strong! It's incredible, it's amazing!

The next moment, the dragon sword in Zhuang Shu's hand couldn't help but take off his hand. The whole person was like a heavy artillery shell, flying backward with the roar of air.

Lin Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the dragon's sword. His body turned into a streamer and caught up with him.

Zhuang Shu was beaten fast, and he pursued faster. In the blink of an eye, he came near and sneered: "my head is very hot."

On the high platform, the patriarch yuan Luochen's face was blue. He threw his robe sleeve and yelled, "show mercy!"

In addition to Zhang Biyao, Zhuang Shu is his favorite outstanding disciple. He is hopeful to enter the congenital realm in the future and become the cornerstone of Tianlan Xianzong.

Lin Yu's face was expressionless. As soon as he turned his wrist, the dragon sword in his hand turned into a clap, and he lashed on Zhuang Shu's belly.

"Ah

Chuang Shu screamed bitterly and spewed out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs again. His body crossed the sky and was hit nearly 100 meters away.

"How... How unreasonable!" Yuan Luochen's palm under the sleeve of his robe tightly clenched into a fist. His forehead was blue and his eyes were full of fire.

How could he not see that Lin Zixuan's sword, which had changed from chopping to patting, had destroyed the half life cultivation of his elder disciple!

But, unexpectedly, Lin Yu didn't have the slightest intention to stop in front of the public. He stepped on the void, and his figure rose up again to catch up with Zhuang Shu.

"Lin Zixuan!" The patriarch, yuan Luochen, was crazy and hissed, "how dare you!"

Lin Yu turned a deaf ear to this. In the blink of an eye, he approached Zhuang Shu again. Raising his hand was a sword. The same is the sword body sweeping, straight to the head of the latter patted down