The One and Only

In the chaotic battlefield, Lin Yun took a burial flower, and took the initiative to kill the past.

He is very strong, long-haired is in a hurry, and there is no smashing.

"Want to kill me? Oh, you can find dead road."

Zhao has a cold laugh, not panic, his guards are more than half of this Ziyuan.

He is open on weekdays, shouting, and how many people are sinful in the mutant.

His people are most cherished, and they will not let themselves in desperate dangers.

Lin Yun has a collision, and many of the dried disciples of the black feather palace, almost a photo, died in his sword.

Half Saint, no one can block him a sword.

Just a moment, Lin Yunjian, the soul of death, more than 20 people, the people who killed, no one dared to block the way.

Take a while.

Lin Yunzhi is no longer a hundred meters away from Zhao, and his body behind him, and the blood is a river.

Zhao's helpless looks, let Lin Yun's killing face, there is no fear.

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Waiting for Lin Yun, four black shadows came out, black noodles, from the head.

This is the dead of Zhao's unligated, they all have a semi-sacred repair, they are terrible than the elders of the black feather palace.

Because they are not afraid of death, as long as they are, even if they are facing the Shengda strong, they will not wrinkle.

Four stars bloom behind them, a black ancient snake broke away from it, and they pulled out the black short sword.

Burning the purple magic flame, like a murder machine with no feelings, the look is extremely cold.

Zhao's unpolated mouth hooked and wiped the brids, he was hoped for these four people, and the four people can be self-explosion at any time.

This is a common man's unimaginable implementation. A semi-spant self-explosion is full of night to hit the sky, four half-holy simultaneous self-explosion, no matter where he is a thousand years of the waters, you have to be broken, and there is no burial place.

In addition, these four people have a unique kill, all of them fight for life, they are born to kill.

This is a chaotic battlefield.

Jianzong and black feather are crazy fire, each has a half-holy, this is a quite rare semi-demonstration.

Within a thousand miles, the heavens and earth winds change, and all kinds of horrible vastness have emerged, and everyone is inadvertent.

Zhao has become unprotten, and it is a breeze, revealing the face of the cold and humble face, and the eyebrows are so proud.

The sound of the sound of the sound of the wind, the four sides of the sky, not far away, there is a strong enemy, Zhao has no big laugh, like provocation, not panic, take a wine glass from the sleeve.

There is a sword servant, and the wine is full of wine.

"He fights! Kill you like a slaughter!" Zhao Wuyi drinked, did not hide his voice, deliberately let Lin Yun listen.

He is not afraid, it is mad!

He is full of confidence in four semi-holytes.

Have to say, the four half-slanders are indeed very strong, Lin Yun just missed the unusual atmosphere.

When I waited until the four people bloom the ancient print, there was a murderous gas, and the terrible suffocating instantly came.

Zhao has no nurture, and it is cold.

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The two sides are integrated, that is, a flash time, four people flew together.

A sword, Tianli land drops, there is a light flash.

That is the first shot of the chaotic initiation, the beginning of the reincarnation, the birth of the world.

A sword, killing four holy, hinges, and Lin Yun's footstep did not stop.

"It's the light of the moment!"

Valley and Jiang Yunli look at the scalp, they have long heard that the sixth holidays in the Saints are half-holy.

The original few people are still quite regret. They didn't see this sword at the Cambrian Conference. After seeing it, I can't understand the night's feelings.

I also know that he did not understand, if he didn't want to kill the beautiful feathers, he was able to defeat the opponent.

"The light of the moment."

Zhao's unpretched face was in a miserable, with the hand of the wine glass, and kept shaking in the wind.

His mouth convulsions, cheeks are trembled, damn, rumors are really true, really have such a sword.

"Less Lord will go first, I stopped him." The sea is half-faced in the Ziyuan and the face, and quickly persuade.

"I don't go! I will be afraid of him? I will kill this person, I want him to carry the sword!" Zhao has no noodles, stubborn, he said in a violet and half-holy name, bite teeth .

The sky is half-faced, and he is not allowed to think about him at this moment. Lin Yun has been completely killed.

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His body shape is gently shaking, and the vain is faint, there is a holy rule to haunts him.

When the purple holy, he rushed, he was suspended, and the rules of the sacred rules were condensed into a blossoming purple flowers, and he is like a saints.

It is also a half-hairy in the purple yuan. This person is better than the Feng Shaimi. It is not broken. The calm is not broken, the avenue is in my discouragement, and the momentum between the heavens is gathers on him.

"Table, wine! This Mon is today, you must see the head of others!"

Zhao Wuji roared, three sword servants did not dare to say, and quickly ended up with a table, and a gorgeous chair.

Zhao Wuyi leaned on the chair, Tiger leopard dog three sword servant shit, the leg feet are .

They didn't dare to imagine, and Lin Yun, who greets, is so horrible.

I don't want to stay in the depths of the heart, but I can't just end, they don't dare to run.

"Pour wine!"

Zhao has no greatness, and the wine is in front of him into a straight line, a little bit full of wine glasses. His eyes stared at the holy to Lin Yun.

"You are worthy of being a rare Jianji talent before and after five hundred years, killing you, it is a unfortunate thing. Unfortunately, you still have to die, sin!"

The sky is half-holy, there is no nonsense, and the holy sword is recruited, and the rules of the Holy Taoist rushed it, and raised his hand.

boom!

A sword stab, the air is like avalanche, the sword is too dark, the block is invincible.

This sword is big and uncomfortable, with the power of people, there is no mention, but it is better than Nirvana.

The sky is half-holy, very smart, no move with Lin Yun, Hu whistle, is a word, embarrassment!

"it is good!"

Zhao Wuji see this scene, can't help but laugh, you will pick up the cup on the table.

Lin Yunzhi urging the burial flowers, the sword blocked the mutual swords, and gently turned.

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The second person is like a movement of the shift, and Lin Yun has been shocked directly, and even swords have not grown.

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He turned again, it was drifted on the table in front of Zhao, and he reached out to Zhao's unpredictable, and took the wine glass just filled, and looked up.

Zhao Wuyi rushed to the wooden chicken, on the spot dumbfounded, I thought I was eye-catching.

"Little Lord!"

The sky is half-shocked, this is awake, the night is not unable to stop this sword, he will take this golden shell and take it.

I know that the sky is half-hearted, and I want to catch the past to assist Zhao's helplessness, but I have just moved.

Lin Yun was shocked by the sword, but it was like someone holding a general, double bloom, showing exquisite swordsmanship, and dragging him directly.

This is the burial flower!

"Good wine, actually is a millennium fire, this wine has not drank many years."

Lin Yun played a wine glass and looked at Zhao's helpless, and smiled.

run!

Three sword servants were scared, and they wanted to run in the servant of the soul.

Lin Yun and refers to the sword, the blink is the three swords, and every sword is precise.

Three swords have not turned around, and there will be a hole in the forehead, and the spot is falling.

Zhao has been very awakened, sitting on the gorgeous chair, such as a needle felt, not daring to move.

Damn!

He is pale, holding the five fingers of the armrest, deeply printed inside.

If you are impossible, there is no two words in Zhao's unpolated dictionary, and he has sure it out, cold and cold: "You have a kind of killing me, seeing eleven swords, holy land, will not let you leave go with!"

Lin Yuli did not care about him, and his right hand held a glass, and born directly.

boom!

This punch, Lin Yun Shuangjian blessing, put Zhao's helpless people with chairs into slag, accurately, there is no slag.

The Qingyuan is not dare to stay in Lin Yucheng, the district nine yuan Nirvana, who gives him the courage to be in front of Lin Yun!

"Little Lord!!"

The sky is half holy, the thrive is stunned, the five thunders in the mind, Zhao has no extreme ...

This ... how is it, where he is so bold.

"Night, you have a big disaster, you ..." Heaven is half a holyger, is preparing to have a few words.

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"The old dog, I'm going to fight! You can leave the whole body, count me!"

Lin Yun called to funeral flowers, hold the sword, hold the jug, and the Jian Feng fingertips.

This is shocked, and the people in the black feather palace have not yet angled, and the night is in the sky.

For a time, everyone got messy, I couldn't believe that Zhao had a true death.

I was half a rang in the sky, I woke up, I suddenly became anger: "You are dead!"

He has been humiliated, but the murder not only didn't run, but in turn, he jealousy his old dog, rolling up and sent death.

It is a personal that I can't help it, let alone, he is still a half-hairy.

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I didn't think I didn't think it, and I killed the sanctuary in the sky.

"Good!"

Lin Yun's hook is installed with a thousand years of fire, and it is directly in the game.

In a small wine table, an appearance of the war was in an instant.

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"The cloud is not competing first!"

Lin Yun is laughing, the sword is elegant, the firefly god sword is in his hands, completely changed.

At this moment, he is like an invincible style of the strongest Sword Emperor for three thousand years.

At this moment, myths come, he is the Jie Emperor Yu Qingfeng, but more than a young man in a young man.

After drunken, it is not in the water, full of ship and dreamed of the stars.

Who knows that my heart is as a month, who is laughing who is a painting.

"Good wine!"

"Good wine! Hahaha!"

Lin Yun kicked crazy, he was really drunk, no matter whether he didn't care, the full of firefly thirteen swords was constantly showed.

Even if the other party's obstacle rules forced breakthrough, Lin Yun also hardly resists it, he hurts me, I sent him ten times!

It's war!

Wine is constantly, the battle is not!

The sword is turbulent, the blood is arrogant, the two have killed the eyes, and the body is full of blood, and it is unclear that it is my own opponent.

I was half panic at the sky. He felt that the other party was crazy, don't live, but he still wants to live, he is, fight, want to leave this table.

"Hahaha, don't walk, pick me up!"

Lin Yun laughed, he waxed, his heel is unstable, he is really drunk, but you can get drunk, the brunette.

The front of the eyes seems to have a blood.

Lin Yun is drunk, he will put all the depressed and anger, and vent it to this battle.

Unclear is a firefly thirteen sword to drag him, or he takes the initiative to show firefly thirteen swords.

Al or too, Yu Qingfeng really attached to the body, and the water is not striving to first, and it is tangible.

Thirteen swords, a sword is mad, a sword is better than a sword, the spray roll, and it is endless.

When the last sword is fed, this is a shocking lightning, strong, such as the storm of the wind, finally stopped.

Both people scattered, and they were full of blood.

The only difference is that the sky is half the holy noodles such as death, and Lin Yun holds the wine glass, holding a burial flower, and there is God.

"You lose." Lin Yun is full of blood, grinning.

"You are a mad!" Half bite.

"Don't live without crazy, people are not windy, you will roll!"

Lin Yun smiled, like a demon, half drunk and half crazy, buried, funeral, sword light, the sky is half-holy, and it will go out.

boom!

At the moment of the sky, the holy left the wine table, the flesh of the sword is already spread, and the disintegrates are separated, and the fried powder is broken.

"I won."

Lin Yun smiled and looked at him, he couldn't help but stop.

But it is not finished!

No one thought that Lin Yun, who had just killed the Ziyuan and half holy, took the moment in the middle of the thousand years, then dried the knee to the left and right knees.

boom!

In an instant, Jin Guang took the sky, the sky, his cultivation, broke through the eight yuan Nirvana, reached the nine-yuan Nirvana.

[After writing, I feel that I have more than drinking, I got it, I got it.