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Endless Star is condensed into a water-like waterfall, from the crack of the first layer of the sky, it is nearly a thousand feet.

The same picture, everyone has seen once, and see still feels shocking again.

However, the previous time, Lin Yun worships this audience, the Canglong sword array has been obvious, but this time is very passive.

And don't talk about whether the wind is full, even if you really defeated the wind, there are three white-haired old people to kill.

The wind is spread, the body is bloody, and it is crazy.

When the scene of the scene, he looked at him. He seems to be comparable to Lin Yunqi.

It can be, he himself has suffering, the wolf is unbearable.

When the star magic flowers bloom in vitro, Lin Yun was overwhelmed by the Sword of the Tianzhu.

Even if he is a strong man in the half-step dragon, it is still not enough to see it after the innocence.

More than the sword road, he is not Lin Yun's opponent, all the way to the present, all of which is the heritage.

Seeing Lin Yun killed, Feng Tianyuan is not angry and laughing, the big voice: "Little animal, can't help it, you are dead!"

He is in anger, looks clear, as long as the sword of Lin Yun is blocked, the other three white-haired old people will kill each other.

People who have a smart point will choose to stop and directly admit.

"I don't give my old man!

Feng Tianyuan laughed, reminding the star sword method to the limit, nine stars-like flame, blooming the eye-catching sword light.

The sword is connected to a piece, directly banned its spatial space, and derived into a unbreakable juncture.

Bang!

In the same time, three white-haired old people from the back, the look is indifferent, and the hand-held edge is approaching.

They have a long time, and the swords of swords are raised, and the few killed murders go toward Lin Yun.

The three swords have not been true, let Lin Yunnan are unborn, and the surface of the flesh is shaved from invisible sword wind.

Changes to ordinary people, it has been bloody, and it is empty.

"Lin Yun, if you can admit it now, you can free you to die!

In the junior that hid in Jiuxing Jian Mang, Feng Tianyuan did not smile to Lin Yun, grinned.

How much is he deficiency, Lin Yun's sword is extremely terrible, he has been forced to still.

It can only be defeated, the swords on the body are compressed in the opponent.

Lin Yun handed a funeral flower, there is no expression, and the mood has no fluctuations.

In his dictionary, he did not ask for a quarter. He stepped into the present, and he will give up at the end.

There are countless ways to focus on Lin Yun, and you wanted to see if he will do it.

This road is the choice of Lin Yun himself. When he will force Feng Tianyuan to this situation, he should think about the white hair of the other three God Dan, never sit down.

There will definitely have endless means, waiting for him and the windmill.

Lin Yun said faintly: "You still die!"

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The sound of the sky became incapacitated, and the star of the stars became awkward. Lin Yunzhang sent Zhang Yang, the eyebrows were arbitrary, and the hand was buried.

This sword is on the sky!

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The sword is light, it is ruined, and only the wind is released.

Hey, close to the sword light, the nine stars of the two stars in the other side, one by one, fragmentation, every broken, the eyes are deafening, the people who are deafening, listening.

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Funeral, shining with dreamy light, Lin Yun's sword does not retreat, Jianfeng went toward the other sore throat.

"Arrogant!

Electro-optical flames, the wind is angry, cold voice: "If you want to kill your husband, it is not so simple.

He is finally a strong man in half-step God, even if it will be repaired in the sky at the moment, his own martialohe is also unimaginable.

In the case of this dangerous situation, he is also calm, he does not refund, a shine, take the initiative to Lin Yun.

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The sword blade in his hand blooms out of the stars, cutting the empty, and the star swords will be sprinkled with the fire.

His sword directly took Lin Yun's throat, not to kill Lin Yun, as long as Lin Yun retreats slightly, the sword is not falling in his own, then his wind is enough to be unbeaten.

It can be imagined, as long as you stick to the moment, the three heaven and the old people will definitely kill Lin Yun.

Its face is gloomy, unparalleled, a sword waves, there is no whit, gambled your own life above this sword.

Two people are in half, and they have been interlaced in an instant. The respective swords are all sore throat.

At the end of the last, with the funeral flowers in the wind of the wind, he kept zoom in, and his fear suddenly increased.

Plopping, his heart is jumping, , almost to break the chest jump out.

Mix, this guy is really not afraid of death!

The wind and Yuan Yuan fierce, thoroughly, and his sword did not die if the other sore throat, the sword is not enough.

The top mostly suffered from hitting, really fatal or, the peak of the three white-haired old people.

If the Linyun is not changing, the other party has a sword with the power of the thirteen swords, and he will definitely die.

No, I can't die.

The wind is flashing in the eyes of the wind, and the Laozi Tang semi-step dragon pulse, why bother to be with him, I am afraid that he is, why, how to manage it.

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He instantly lifted the ban, and then broke the sky and reached the stars.

But he didn't know, his heart was born, this fight is difficult to say sharply, and one diarrhea.

Life and death, this is a big taboo.

Hey!

Two figure in half of the air, interlaced in an instant, blooming in the throat of the wind day.

The burial flower is in which the swords and the true elements will be inserted.

The sword in the hands of Feng Tianyuan fell off, and he kept his throat and he did not stop toward the ground.

Under the public, Feng Tianyuan's cultivation is mad, and it will reach the peak of Star Jun, and then break through the star monarch, reaching the goddess.

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When the repair on his body, when the half-step dragon pulse, the sword light on his neck bloomed to the limit, and the whole head flew out.

Plop!

The corpse is separated, and the wind is old, and this is falling.

"Do not!

The VIP is on the wind, and the sound is lost, and it is extremely shaking.

He breaks the rules, let Feng Tianyuan enters the four-way quarter, just want to borrow his hand to kill Lin Yun.

But he wants to break your head, you can't think that Feng Tianyuan can't kill Lin Yun, but die in the other sword.

At the scene, it is a leader. At a glance, Feng Tianyuan will be released before dying.

Strictly speaking, from the moment of lifting the ban, this third close Lin Yun will automatically win.

It's just that the wind is too dead, and people ignore this.

"Little animal!

Feng Xuanzi trembled the body, biting his teeth, and curse it regardless of the identity.

His eyes were dead and stared at Lin Yun. He wanted to see it in his own eyes, Lin Yun died under the sword of three heaven.

Qingyan Square is silent, everyone will not exclaim at all, because the sky in the sky is too fast.

Almost a flash of wind, the three white-haired old people, the Poly in the hands stab in the hands of Lin Yunxin.

Hey!

Sword is flashing, bloody splash.

The three stems directly took the chest of Lin Yun, and then kept tapping, directly wearing the past, the sword tip appeared behind.

White-haired old people are a hundred-year-old Ten Danzi, experienced, and terrible, I have discovered Lin Yun's heart to compare the sacred.

Don't do other ideas, the sword blade scatches the star magic flower that is around, and the mouth is directly stabbed.

Have to say, such indifference and ruthless, let people laughter.

It is also quite successful, and the dragon pattern that is ignited by the blood flames in Lin Yun meat is almost in an instant.

Then, the tip of the sword, ruthless end, attached to the heart, pierced Lin Yun.

There are countless people, they are stupid, covering their mouths.

Although I have already expected Lin Yun as long as I don't care, the sword on the sky will definitely be hit by the three height of the old people.

When this scene, it is still difficult to cover the heart, and there is a mood that is in the heart.

Hey!

Lin Yun has a blood spit out, the face is in an instant, pale as paper, the leftstar of the four parties, like a candle, dispel.

The sword of the sky is broken, and the dim color is reorganized.

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The sun-thorn Lin Yun opened his eyes. Under the light of Mingguang, his face was more pale, and the eyebrow is imprisoned.

Hey!

Lin Yun slightly bent over, under the eyes, it is a fresh blood to spit out.

He is weak, and the funeral flowers are swayed, and he is like the sun lost his light.

The three-handed cave wear the sword of the chest, and the peak of the wrap was too amazing, far superned.

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Three white-haired old people look indifferent, each raised their hands, and heavy shots on the sword handle.

Hey!

The sword is completely incoming, only the remaining sword holders are outside, after hits, three old arms have launched back.

They are very calm, not inappropriate, floating hanging.

Lin Yun was flying away by this hit, like a venous, floating, swaying.

It can be clearly seen that the gas machine on Lin Yun is disappearing at the speed visible with the naked eye.

Along with the disappearance of the vitality, it can also feel more clearly, the forest clouds falling, the war is still slowly increased.

This has been crushed, and under the support of this war, it is like a candlestick to sway in the air, but it is always not going to go out, but this sword is never really gathers.

After being killed by the three stems of the chest, the candlelight swayed and suddenly flashed.

If the sun is extinguished in the dark, then I will take a fire. If the candle is can't ignite, then I am burning life in the night, turning into light, illuminating me, paint black eyes, illuminated my heart never give up. The sword.

Boom!

I'm suddenly the wind, the Jianyu nine heavy days.

Lin Yun said that the swords on the body suddenly skyrocketing, and the vitality on his body was consumed at a faster speed.

Everyone is shocked, this madness, Lin Yun's sword is impossible to reply to the peak, live exhaustion of their own life.

It's too mad, it's too fierce!

Everyone was shocked by this scene, killing, Lin Yun actually didn't give up.

"This guy, I still want to turn over? Dream!

Feng Xuanzi roared on VIP: "Kill him!

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Three white-haired old people are now now, they will choose to retreat, but they are the risks of all the best, and there is no need to fight with Lin Yun to fight with him.

At the moment, his sword is restarted, and it also confirms the guess in the hearts of the three old people. This person ... it is a sword to take a short, ask for a zone.

After seeing the opening card, there is no need to do more entanglement.

There is no need to say words, three people are thrown up with Lin Yun lightning, and the swords of life burning seem to be angry, but they will finally insert a three-handed sword.

The three sorts of swords are in the other party, even if the means, there is no way to turn over, and they will die.

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The three old are flushing, their respective printed, let the swords in the forest cloud do not stop.

Lin Yunfei's cheeks did not see any blood, he was deeply sucking, and his eyes moved to three shocked glory.

The encounter is expected to be unexpected, but the situation is more dangerous than expected.

This is also the only winning opportunity, not in danger, first and one person, he has no chance to win.

Falling on the ground, sitting, there is no shocked blow to the flying, hands on the left and right knees, each condensed different sword prints.

While cracking on the chest, the sword is mounted, and the green is full of you, floating the world.

One green, as if his arm, such as the arm refers to the manipulation you want.

The three olders who have never been unprecedented by his heart fight. After a while, it will be shocked, and the face of the three old people appear. They shot, each toward Lin Yun chest sword. Handle caught.

Just grab the sword handle again, let Lin Yun immediately divided into the corpse.

"Condense!

Lin Yun is not shocked, and the handsome, the handsome, fierce.

Ten refers to change the speed that cannot be imagined, and the sword light flashes in the fingertips, so that the world has become clear down.

The lapse of time seems to speed, the wind is mastering, the flash thunder, the entire Qingyan Square is like the world version is terrible.

"What is going on?"

All the people who watched the four parties, they were shocked, and they looked up.

"Fast!

"Hurry up!

Three white-haired old people, their faces have changed, they feel extremely dangerous messages with the experience of the old road.

After all, it is still a step behind, Lin Yun closed his eyes, slept, like a sediment, and his meaning of endless vicissitudes.

Floating clouds, I will take the 10,000 years.

The sea sang field, fighting star shift.

This sky, seems to have been more than 10,000 years, but only between the nature.

"Floating the cloud sword, Wan Jian returned!

Lin Yun's complete sword print is formed, and thirteen Qing Yu is perfectly integrated, and the true Holy Spirit of the thirteen sword is derived.

That is a flash of glaucoma, filled with the ancient times of purple Thunder, as if I have a long time, and I am immortal.

For example, God, overlooking the world.

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Under the shiny light, the three old people looked up, and the eyeballs were melted in an instant, and blood was not stopped in the eyes of the black cave.

They made a scream of screaming and painful.

Qingmang's huge sword, as if it is the king of the sword, it is like a vibrant, the number of long swords in the Tibetan sword building will come to the sky.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Tens of thousands of long swords, falling in the Linyun disk, sitting on the glaucoma sword, stain, and becomes rust.

A unbornful sword, appeared under the eyes of everyone, the Skylla sword seems to be swallowed by the front of all swordscent.

Everyone in the distance, I didn't dare to look up. I even had the moment of changing the moment, and the bloody blood was stabbed.

"my eyes!

"This death, what ghost thing!

A group of people are fearful, the heart is frightened, and Surse is shaking, and the entire Tibetan sword building has grown down in this sword.

The wind is up and down, even more desperate, the handle falls in the sword of the rust in the sword blade, there is at least the squad.

There is even a lot of Baipian Sword, which can even become the flash of the Sword, which is also a rusty, and the one is worthless.

It's terrible, you can't imagine horror, haunting on Fengjia's heart.

Such more sword blades are damaged, the loss is large, and the imagination of everyone is exceeded. The face of Feng Xuanzi is fascinating, and it is a fresh blood to spit out.

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Lin Yun's hand is changing, and the three shank swords in the chest are directly pop up.

The sword blade is infected with blood, flying out with the thunderous velvet, and the swordsmanship of the blink of the swords will hit the three white-haired old people, and he hits him.

Lin Yun madly disappeared vitality, and stopped in the moment of the sword, so that he long sleeper.

The three silend is really a thing, and each handle contains a pound sword, and his flesh will be torn a little bit a little bit.

Even so, still still let him live.

The most terrible thing is these three old people, too old to practice poisonous, and be cautious.

It can be too cautious after all, and the wind is in the last sword, and the three old people are afraid Lin Yun in their same, and also chose the most conservative.

This is true, in the face of death, even the swordsman, you have to be awe.

It is true victory, always falls, and the tang is right, and the light is bright, and the heart of the sword will never go out.

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The flash of life is stopped, Lin Yun's arms are moving, and the blue shirt is dancing, and it will rise.

Jin Wujiu change!

He took a nine steps in the air, after nine steps, immediately chased the three people who were flying by the swords, and was sent to the peak.

He is blooming on his body, like a big day, the funeral flower in the distance, is stunned into his palm.

One turned, the burial flowers were swallowed out.

The eyes were stabbed, and the three old ages that were injured by the sword handles, and they were caught in the cold martyr in Jianfeng.

Hey!

The cold flashed, three heads were flying together.

Lin Yun is empty, and the eyebrows are arbitrarily, he returns to the sword in his hand, the sun is raised, and the funeral flowers have never been far away.

[This chapter is five thousand words, I have finished writing, I don't dare to break.

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