The One and Only

The first nine hundred is six chapters

thump!

The other ancient eight fires in the sky are all put on the ground, and the lake is immediately stunned.

What a surprised scene is, the swords are all more and more, stunned and exclaimed.

"How can it be?!"

"My God, what ghost? Eight big too ancient beasts, while sucking in the night?"

"This is not a so ancient secret of Yifei!"

Everyone's head is numb, it is completely unaffected.

On the sky, the shocked chin, which shocked the valley, etc., especially Zhao Wuji, the whole person is stupid.

"This is impossible……"

As for the wind, I am shocked, the next moment is in the next look, said: "This night, he is sure to learn my style secret!"

When he was still in his, he couldn't stand it completely, and it was ready to take the meaning.

But the second division is still around, and you can let him wish.

After the wind is shocked, the smile is like a flower, and she will take the hand directly on the wind.

boom!

This image is a mountain, and the whole Tianzhu is dramatically shaking, and the valley, Jiang Yun, Feng Sheng and others suddenly stroke, become uneasy.

There is no such thing as such a shot, and it will not be able to move.

"Don't make trouble!"

The wind is not a face, and he is a little bit of light. At this moment, the wind is very chaotic. It is crazy to try to control the eight murderous beasts, or you can't succeed in how to condense the handprint.

"Cheng Wang defeated, big brother, you choose! Today, the old man is coming, this night, I also guarantee! Sit down!"

The wind is cold, and the hard work will be pressed.

Valley mirror and Jiang Yunnan mouth, the look is surprised, which looks like the girl in the year.

In the power of the palm, the Tibetan Zhuangzhuang is pressed!

"aunt!"

Feng Shengling wants to persuade it before.

"Go back." Hey, there is no expression, he domineering him. It doesn't know. This bear child is called aunt, and the big brother will teach.

The wind does not give up struggle, sigh, said: "Listen to your aunt, nothing."

Feng Yu does not move, the hand is strong, and the wind does not have the mouth. The way is twitching. "Go back, this little sister is playing with me."

The wind is so laughing, spreading hard, but there is still no meant.

"Don't look at me, the winning is not divided!" Feng Yu smiled.

This is only moving the line of sight. He only see the lake, and the wind is a small bean sweat. He is shaking, which is extremely tasty.

Damn, why still can't!

Feng Shaimi controls an ancient print with direct hard integration, and the hands continue to change, and want to re-control the eight evil spirits.

At the same time, Lin Yun gradually pondered out some Ni came, and became calm from the storm.

rock!

Lin Yun is holding the chain, gazing, he feels that you can easily manipulate these eight fierce souls as long as you move.

Is it related to "Broken Sword" in my body?

He can feel some power from the chain, you want to separate the lock chain, and resemble him.

These strengths have been hindered, and the eight farewors are fighting against the control of the ancient print.

"how so?"

Feng Shaoyuan feels that his own holy is constantly consumed, but the Taikoo is still not being controlled, and the eight fire locks are completely chaotic.

The person being locked in turned over to the Taikoo Bad, which was unheardful, and the wind is soaked. Under the rain, anxious dizzy.

"Feng Shayu, you don't seem to do ..." Lin Yun's mouth evoked, and said slightly.

"You are soothing, don't work in this mold, a person who will die. The monk who holds the soul of the eight fire, has not escaped the precedent!" Feng Shayu forced himself.

"is it?"

Lin Yun laughed, he held the hand of the chain, loudly, loudly: "Taikoo eight murder!"

boom!

The eight-state too ancient beasts that were squat on the ground gathered, and then high jumped, like a kite, it was generally held by Lin Yun in the palm.

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When the eight big beasts jumped, the sky would be crushed, and the vast Tibetan sword lake quate five cracked, and the entire array was completely destroyed.

This scene is too shocking. The whole audience takes a breath, the lake is splashing, and the four-party figure is immediately vacated, and quickly leave this dangerous area.

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The lock chain releases the micro-light, there are eight different strengths, from the middle into the forest cloud, be smashed, and the power combined with the moment.

Lin Yunzhi is incomparably mysterious "broken sword", once again unplugment, half of the swords are all revealed.

However, in this sword, it will be completely unbounded, there is an invisible force to block him.

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The sword keeps shaking in Lin Yun, a shares, gathers to him to catch the right hand of the chain.

Lin Yunxiang suddenly blurred, there was a white back in the end of the horizon, and it seems very close again.

Suddenly, the white people were shaped, the man Feng Shen Junlang, the white clothes were like snow, and the right hand held a slender treasure knife, and there was a green dragon in the sky behind the sky.

He turned around and the whole world disappeared.

The appearance of the eyes disappears, and Lin Yun is in the stars, and there is a unclear picture, such as a streamlined wire, constantly flicker.

After Lin Yun, the White Robe saw a smile, Lang said: "I know that you will receive this sword one day later, even fate can not stop, my knife will wait for your sword. However, it is good, don't really pull it out. "

Lin Yun has never seen this person. The face is very strange, but he blooms smile, but let Lin Yun are familiar with familiar, his hearts are jumped.

Qinglong, knife guest?

Capturing these two keywords, Lin Yunnan has a thoughts, is it the adults of the Shenlong Era? No, why do I feel very familiar.

The person's figure is getting smog, it seems that there is no great strength and is stopping his appearance.

Seeing that he is getting farther and farther, the body is getting smoother.

Lin Yun couldn't help but arrive, and the streamer flicker flicker, he took advantage to run! "Don't go, tell me, who you are!"

He repeated while running, the white people also strive to run towards him, finally, in the figure will completely disappear, the two reached hands together.

"Hahaha, we will see again, even if you are fate, you can't stop. Remember, you will not be able to pull out this sword. Don't ask me, I will wait for you, my knife will wait for you Sword. "

"The month of Mingyue, the morning is Chu Yun!"

boom!

With a smooth and happy laughter, you wake up suddenly disappeared, and Lin Yun's field of view was re-falling on the wilderness.

He grabbed eight chains and descending from the sky, and the wind is desperately to control the ancient print, but it can be no good, and the eyes are horror.

Hey!

Lin Yunjing's horrible blow, directly shocked all the Ziyuan sacred, and the boxing directly run through the chest of the wind, and hit the hit on his heart.

Feng Shaoyu has the heart, but it is no harmonious, and he is exhausted, and it has already hurt, how to have strength to resist it.

boom!

His body falls from the sky, a golden ancient print is flying out from his heart, and it has a lightweight light.

This ancient blocked him, but also outside Lin Yun shocked.

Feng Shaoyuan angrily, but it is very powerless. You can only look at the ancient print, you will not stop falling into the body.

boom!

The wind is in the water, and there is a lot of waves.

Changes have been too sudden, everything is said, in fact, there are only a few breathing time.

Ming Mingquan is still absolutely superior, and the eight fire will be unparalleled, and Lin Yun moved.

Under the secret of Taikoo, Lin Yunnou defeatedly defeated.

No one thinks, the picture is turned, Lin Yun actually controls the eight-story beast, defeating the wind.

Not only that, but even dug out the ancient print.

The crowd of the Tibetan Villa is also unclear, so the eight-and-earth lock soul is coming out, and the Feng Shayu actually defeated.

"I ..." I really defeated ... "

The wind is lie on the water, and he has never thought about it, this battle will defeat.

He has already seen Lin Yun's extraordinary, he is willing to admit that his talent is not as good as each other, it can be unwilling to become the right foot stone of each other.

He is the Shazhuang owner of the Tang Dynasty, how can he be defeated.

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Lin Yunsong opened his hand, and the chain will be killed in the murderous and the beast. After they, they turned into the Rod into the ancient printing.

Lin Yun hits white clothes, hanging, he reached out, a trick, pulling the burial flowers from the keel sword.

I looked at the wind in the blood of the blood and didn't choose to continue.

Lin Yun looked up, the line of sight fell in front of this golden ancient print.

The ancient print, a golden ray, and the four-square body is on the dish of a strange and distinguished dragon.

Lin Yun reached out, just hold this ancient print directly.

He has a strong intuition, this ancient print may be related to "Broken Sword" in the body, and he now has too much questions.

Who is the white man?

Why can I control these too ancient fuse?

In the Mingyue, Morning is Chu Yun.

In the body, the sword can not be pulled again, what consequences will there be?

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Lin Yun reached out of the ancient print, and scattered.

"It seems that it is Tianlong Yilong, it is no wonder that it can control eight emperors, this hidden sword mountain is not small."

In the secret of the purple, Xiao Bingfeng praised.

"The night is full, and the print is coming back!" On the sky, the wind is not black.

boom!

At the same time, there were several swords in the eaves of the square, and there were several swordsman who had an extremely terrible breath.

Don't think, this print is critical to the Tibetan Villa, and it will never let Lin Yun will take this.

Lin Yun still has a sense of reason, knowing that it is not a time to take this print at this time.

As he is ready to go back, the wind is not a beautiful woman, but shakes his head, and then blinks.

Lin Yunrun took a moment, and immediately wake up, and headed: "Zhuang owner, this war is responsible, you are not fixed."

The wind does not have the face, and the sound of the sound is lowered: "It will come back again, this print is not related to the victory."

He is very majestic, not angry, but it is still trembled.

"Don't worry, you will first announce the winning and negative." Lin Yun faintly said: "This pushes three-scale four, it is difficult to come to the Tibetan Villa still want to play."

There is no sound of the wind, but the heart is a lot of anger, he still encounters such a bold future generation.

"Give him the sword."

Just in this stalemate, there was a sound from the ear, and the wind did not avoid slightly, and I immediately said: "You won this battle, put the printed, the ok sword will be given to you."

Lin Yun smiled: "Thank you, please!"

He didn't go up, and the boat opened in the palm of the hand, let the wind don't have to come and take it.

"The old man actually agreed."

The second division sister is looking at a direction in a certain direction, discovering a towering building in the distance, standing with a vicissitudes of life, and the look is extremely complicated.

But what does this expression mean?

The wind is strange, she still saw her old man, the look is complicated, horrified, shocking, confused and unsuccessful. I also take a short expectation and excitement.

It seems to be aware of the wind, the old man returns to normal, and the board is negative.

"Three sisters, people underneath look, you don't let go, my face is going to put?" The wind does not have a face, and the sound is lowered.

The wind is lost, and he has tried in a few times, and it is quite embarrassing.

"My, mine."

Feng Yu smiled and opened his hand.

[In the Yun Yongli, the morning is tangled in these two sentences in these two sentences, and finally I chose the following sentence. The brothers who don't understand can look at my old book Xianwu. Don't look at it, followed by it, it will not affect the story of this book.