Immortal Sword Master

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With one click, the two scimitars suddenly lost momentum and flew out of control.

Lin Xin's long sword swept back, and a crescent-like arc of sword spirit was brought out in front of him.

A square seal appeared in front of the two noodles during the training period, blocking them in front.

Huh!

The two sounds almost overlapped into one.

The immense power and speed instantly brought the Red Flower Sword to the two seals, as if Lin Xin was holding a huge sword and swept through everything.

White light sword gas exploded.

If the two noodles were struck by lightning at the same time, the seals were broken directly, at the same time, their waists were swept away, flesh and blood flew, and there was an incredible color on their faces and they fell to the ground.

A trace of warm current poured into the body, and everything stopped instantly, from extreme movement to extreme silence, as if the confrontation just happened never happened.

Lin Xin stepped forward, tore his hands to tear the waist packs on them, opened them and looked at them. One of the waist packs really had a monster symbol.

"The demon !!" Another gas-condensing period in the distance also quickly arrived, but one of them was the fastest, like a laser, which flew suddenly. Almost immediately, Lin Xin looked up and saw a flash of white light in front of him.

The sharp point of the sword almost touched his brows.

The Red Flower Sword rushed up, and even Inmanto did not respond.

Two swords, one red and one white, fought dozens of times like a storm. All sounds overlap into a crisp sound.

clang! !!

Lin Xin only felt that a huge force hit him, the whole person rolled back, shot more than ten meters, and fell to the ground.

Another look, the other was a pale-haired swordsman with a fierce look and an 8-character number embroidered on his chest.

"It's amazing ..." Lin Xin casually stroked a sword flower in front of him, smiling. "I'm the first time I've encountered someone like me who can keep up with me."

"The monk who cultivates the demon way, I really think I can't heal you with the floating gate !?" The old man must have his erect sword in his hand. A finger swipe across the sword.

laugh!

A white light shot from the tip of the sword, striking Lin Xin with lightning.

The speed was too fast, and Lin Xin had no time to raise the red flower sword to block in front of him.

Huh!

Bai Guang hit the sword fiercely, Lin Xin just felt the light explode. Turned into countless small arcs and fluttered on my body. Then nothing happened.

The old man was stunned, Lin Xin smiled, guessed that the other party should deal with himself with a method specifically aimed at monks.

"Unfortunately ... I'm not really a demon."

The words did not fall, he jumped up, Dengtian Zongyun must have been killed and increased the speed. It was almost incredible. Almost like an arrow, it instantly appeared in front of the old man.

Huh!

There is no need for any sword-style sword tricks. Under the speed of attack, only the simplest and shortest sword-style is the most lethal. Any excessive changes will weaken the inertial impulse brought by high speed.

Lin Xin has rarely used any swords, but just relying on the high-speed killing experience, he constantly attacked the old man from all directions.

Speed ​​and strength are his biggest dependencies.

Both were extremely scary in speed and power.

Lin Xin relied on attribute increase, while the old man relied on his own exercises and did not know what he was doing. Such a terrible increase.

The noodles of the innate level around them couldn't participate at all, so they had to wait and see from a distance, for fear of being affected.

Further afield, the shadows of two men and one woman are hidden in the mountains and forests, watching and watching from afar.

It was the first two men and women in the refining period that Lin Xin encountered.

"His ... Actually, he can confront Gengyu Laoer directly without falling into the wind, that guy ..." The more the man looked at the battle, the more shocked he was.

"Gengyu Laoer is the hardest but the strongest sword of God in practice! Even the monk of the same level is not his opponent, and he can crush the fifth layer when practicing three levels of Qi!"

The woman also looked dignified.

"I don't look like a person from Zongmen nearby. The famous masters of Zongmen nearby can reach this level and I can count it with one finger."

"Geng Yu's nephew was killed this time. If you don't kill the man, you don't think you will form a Daoji in the future. The demon is hard to get rid of, and you can't wait to die." The man rejoiced.

"Both of them are absolutely top geniuses. Not afraid to be difficult to rise, but choose to practice such horrible skills, even if the combat power is amazing? In the end, if you ca n’t do it, you do n’t have to turn it into a cup of loess and waste Gifted. "The woman didn't know if it was admiration or irony.

"What do you care about, look at it. Gengyu is going to do something, he is going to use a magic weapon ..." The man's tone was faintly excited.

The woman hurriedly looked at them and saw the two suddenly separated in the distance. Numerous vines attacked Gengyu from all directions, but they were all cut and broken by the invisible sword gas rising around him.

Gengyu held the sword in front of him, and the whole person had to dance. A white sword like a jade was slowly raised behind him, with two human faces crying and laughing on each side of the blade.

Lin Xin's physique fell back. Inmanto was just shredded with a lot of roots by the sword gas. Now he is too badly wounded and has lurked back.

He took out another shield of aura of light, sacrificed the shield of light, and quickly evacuated.

The moment he saw the small sword, he felt a strong sense of crisis coming to his face. Under his instinct, his body instinctively retreated.

He read through the books, but he knew that many monks were fighting, not just watching martial arts as martial arts, but the magic weapon of view, and even some anti-sky magic can ignore the cultivation as a number of orders, extremely cruel.

The practice of this world is not the decisive factor. Many monks work hard to sacrifice and practice magic, and all of them are in the magic, and there are not a few. Xiuwei is a happy life, but martial arts, magic weapons, and magical amulets are all created for the purpose of fighting, fighting, and defending themselves.

If you are out of luck and encounter a completely unreasonable magic weapon, and you just don't have a corresponding magic weapon magic weapon to fight against, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

Between his body retreating, Lin Xin summoned a carriage at the same time.

Just after the carriage emerged from behind, he was about to jump back and jump into the carriage.

laugh!

Suddenly, he saw a white light like a streamer, which instantly came to his eyes, hitting his chest severely.

With a muffled sound, the Shield of Aura broke instantly, enough to block the Shield Light attack during the refining period, and it broke in a blink of an eye. A large amount of white light behind him fell on his chest.

puff!

If he was struck by lightning, the whole man spurted blood. A series of cracks in the chest sounded loudly.

Gengyu's face is also pale, and using the sword of heaven, it is also a huge expense for him. He can only use this.

However, at this moment, he could not completely cut off the opponent's body, and the blocking force returned was extremely difficult. In the end, his mana was exhausted, which only caused him to spit blood.

Seeing this scene, he was anxious. But the body is exhausted, and there is no way to urge the weapon. Seeing that the devil is about to run away.

Unexpectedly, a flash of red light, Lin Xin actually turned back again and rushed towards him. I don't know where to draw a sword, the whole body is bright red, as if blood was smeared.

The two approached quickly, exclaiming innate training near them, and rushed over to try to block it.

But Lin Xin was too fast, and no one expected to change so quickly between retreating and advancing.

In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and stabbed Gengyu fiercely.

laugh!

The fire splattered, and the red sword's body lit a golden red flame, piercing the invisible sword gas field in front of Gengyu's body. Keep away the weak sword he raised.

The blood blossoms scattered, the sword tip pierced Gengyu's heart, and stopped momentarily.

call! Geng Yu's entire body burned, wrapped in flames, and his eyes widened, it seemed that he couldn't believe he would die here so easily.

"you...."

Shouting, his entire body collapsed completely and turned into a pool of black ash. The small sword also fell to the ground and lost its luster.

Lin Xin picked up the small sword and picked out one of Gengyu's black ash that hadn't been completely burned yet.

There was a big hole in his chest, and he could see the distant scenery behind him directly from his chest, and was completely penetrated by the white light just now.

Looking through the hole, you can also see the heart beating constantly on the side, and then beat, sending blood to all parts of the body.

There was a lot of blood coming out of the wound hole, and the muscles were gathered as much as possible, but they couldn't stop. Going all the way.

No matter how the internal strength is treated, the injury is too severe at this time, and it has no effect.

While the rest didn't respond, he shot into the carriage and closed the door.

But no one can keep up with his speed.

call....

Lying down on the seat, Lin Xin's forehead was sweaty, and his face was white.

He looked down at the injury in his chest.

The big cavity looked startling, and the blood couldn't stop flowing.

"Heh ... heh ..." He raised his red sword and inserted it into his chest hole.

For a moment, the sword blade glowed red, burning all the wounds bleeding around the chest. Suddenly, all the wounded muscles that were still bleeding were burnt and gathered to stop bleeding.

When he pulled out his sword, Lin Xin's teeth were almost bitten, and he leaned against the carriage writhelessly.

The fear of death drove him to keep his eyes wide open and stay awake.

Looking over his face, he saw the corpse with the big mouth still sitting in his place.

"Old ... dude ... I don't want to ...... like you, there wasn't even one funeral who died in this car ..."

The body opened its mouth silently, without any response.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled barely, and his vision was a bit blurred.

Lin Xin endured severe pain. He never knew the truth that he had to pay if he wanted to get it. He had no qualifications and had no way to practice the whole world, so he could only struggle through killing and suffering.

From the beginning, he found that killing can promote practice, and now he has this awareness, but now it is just the beginning, resources, instruments, stronger everything, and even life, he needs to fight hard to snatch, to plunder. (To be continued.)

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