Immortal Sword Master

"Go for it!"

An old man waved his hand.

Suddenly a group of people rushed to Lin Xin from all directions.

The roar of lions rang out, all of them were the ghost of a lion. Some are driven by Reiki, some are pushed by Internal Qi.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten male lions rushed to Lin Xin.

"Don't be ashamed of boring trash here!"

Lin Xin roared, and the red sword in his hand suddenly burst into a ball of silver mang, like a big ball, and all the lion boxers who rushed to him were shaken away.

Huh! !!

A group of people flew around in a mess, some bumped on tree trunks, some rolled on the ground, and others bumped into their own bodies, spitting blood together.

Lin Xin held the sword with one hand, and maintained the posture when the sword was released. The blade was held high, and a hint of strong blood was revealed on his body.

"Somehow!"

The two giants stole the golden bucket and rushed towards Lin Xin.

But even if there is no golden bucket, they still have a faint trace of Jincancan Phoenix on their bodies, releasing light.

"No phase ....!" The two made a few steps and rushed forward.

Two huge bodies circled around Lin Xin.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and it is only a moment before it disappears into two golden light bands.

Huh! !!

In the roar of the violent lion, all the others retreated, leaving enough space for the two.

Lin Xin was carrying a sword, his blood was getting stronger and thicker, and his mouth was cracking.

"Wind monster!"

Suddenly, the two gold bands turned into two golden phoenixes at the same time, and they cut towards him.

Click! !!

Lin Xin leaned his head back, avoiding the golden scissors sharply.

The blade was only a few centimeters away from his eyes, so that the white arcs on the surface could be clearly seen.

The moment the scissors crossed, Lin Xin chuckled, and the blade slashed forward.

From top to bottom. The amount of violent violence and speed erupted at the same time, and the terror impulse of more than 100 points exploded all at once. Hit hard in the middle of the golden scissors.

Boom! !!

In the loud dull sound, golden light sputtered. Quickly faded, revealing movement inside.

Two giant skin giants kneel in front of Lin Xin. Four hands and the Jinfeng funnel, holding the Red Flower Sword fiercely.

The creaking murmur kept spreading.

"Hey!"

Lin Xin pressed down fiercely.

boom! !!

The giant's knee exploded suddenly, a large area of ​​land cracked, and a large pit more than ten meters wide collapsed directly.

Click ...

What was unexpected was that the safflower sword in Lin Novice's hands actually cracked a tiny gap.

This base-building soldier, originally cast in a weak hour, has finally been unable to withstand more slaughter.

Among the original materials, the best is only the original Sanpin material. Now Lin Xin's battle is almost the worst.

Before, it was just the injection of magic and aura to increase strength. Coupled with the increase in attribute points, this only supports now.

But with such high-intensity assassination nowadays, the Red Flower Sword finally couldn't support it.

No matter how it is, it is nothing more than Sanpin Shenbing.

Huh! !!

Suddenly, the upper half of the Red Flower Sword broke directly, shot out at high speed, and spun into the ground not far away.

Lin Xin's face was a little stunned, his left hand punched out suddenly, and he hit the golden bucket in front of him fiercely.

boom! !!

The huge power and speed directly threw the two giants out. The two dragged a black mark on the ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. Can't get up again.

It turned out that only two instant masters holding Shenbing defeated Shige at the same time!

The Lion Boxer suddenly felt as if he had hit the iron plate. The two old men exchanged their gazes and immediately took a step forward.

"At the level of questioning, no wonder it's so rampant."

Lin Xin was carrying a broken sword. Something unexpected. Ignore other people around. Instead, he reached out and took the half-cut sword back into his hand.

Since he changed his magic skills, he no longer intersects with the Red Flower Sword, which is also the key reason that the blade is not nourished for a long time and is broken.

"It's a pity ...." He put the broken sword and the hilt back together and inserted it back into the scabbard. Then he stretched out his hand, and a blood-red magic sword was grown in the palm of his hand. Almost exactly the same as the Red Flower Sword.

The blade condensed, and the next moment, he suddenly retreated. Go straight to the two oldest forwards.

"Lion King!"

One of the old men made a small jump, and his body disappeared directly from the ground. Then arched out from behind Lin Xin, his right arm looked like a golden drill. With a roar of lions slammed into Lin Xin.

But his fist wasn't close to the other half a meter.

A fierce and violent breath suddenly broke away from Lin Xin.

He slanted his back with a sword.

boom!

In the loud noise, the blood-colored sword exploded, and the old man behind him was also a tumbling, smashed out of the distance by a huge force, his body was disordered, and finally he quickly stabilized in midair.

"Good power!" When he looked at Lin Xin again, his eyes were already full of shock.

Then I realized that the two proud disciples just now. Actually facing the two forces together is not the opponent.

"Brother!"

The other person held Yu Ruyi and threw it at Lin Xin.

That Ruyi flew out, getting bigger and bigger, and then turned into a person tall, aimed at Lin Xin in the air, releasing a green halo, shining on his body.

"Boring trick."

Lin Xinren let himself be covered by the other side, his spirit flashed. The strength shook, forcibly reaching out his hand, tearing the light curtain in front of him.

Click!

All the green light shattered directly like a crystal, turning into a large amount of debris and scattered all around.

The second old man also vomited blood, and retreated back and forth, apparently being bitten back badly.

The doormen of the lion fist gates around were also frightened. Even the aura of his magic weapon could be forcibly opened. This person's strength was obviously not on a level with them.

Qing Shishan stood in the distance, looking pale, apparently also did not expect Lin Xin would be so strong.

You know, there are four siblings here. Two of the giants still hold top secret treasures that even Yuan Jing's ancestors are afraid of, but they still can't help them.

This is simply ...

"Boring ... too boring ..." Lin Xin, carrying his sword, looked around with an extremely disappointed look.

He faintly felt his blood burning. But just the beginning, the people around him withered, which left him with an unspeakable flame to vent. The more so. The more he became irritable.

"Really ... it's been a long time since ..."

He licked his lips, and there was a hint of killing in his eyes.

Obviously he knew clearly. He was just playing the image of a madman, but he didn't know how, but he accidentally matched this image, as if deep in his heart, he should have looked like this.

Abandon everything, desperate, just to kill!

What ethics, what righteous demon. No bondage, no frame, just stand in front of him and kill them all!

"Not good! This guy is a bit enchanted! Withdraw! Withdraw quickly!" One of the old people felt keen and immediately saw that Lin Xin was in a wrong state.

Huh!

The blood-red lines flickered, Lin Xin didn't know when he was standing in front of him, his sword held up, as if after the slash.

Click .... oh!

The old man looked stiff, bowed his head and touched his neck, but his eyes crooked. When his eyes turned black, he could see nothing.

His entire head slid down directly from his neck, and even the aura of body protection and the various amulets on his body were completely useless.

Blood spurted out of the broken neck at once, like a spray.

Suddenly Lin Xin's body was strangely distorted. A golden light passed over his waist. The slightest hit can hit its back.

boom!

The golden flame exploded, accompanied by the chirping of the phoenix, apparently the power of the magic weapon just now.

"go!"

The rest of the Lions fisted back, the two giants were holding Jin Fengdou together, and their foreheads were covered with fine sweat beads.

Such a sneak attack failed to hit the opponent. There was an incredible color in their eyes.

"The world is infinite, the ghosts and gods are unparalleled!"

The remaining old man sprayed his heart on a black cloth in front of him, and saw that the black cloth spun up and shone toward Lin Xin.

"Let's go!" After doing this, he rolled up his sleeves. Bring all the people around you directly, the golden light flashes. A group of people disappeared at the same time.

"Hey!"

Lin Xin turned around, and the blade of his hand began to tremble violently. A thick and extreme magic gas mixed with blood gas became more condensed and compressed.

The blood light gradually lightened in his hands.

"How?"

He stared at the disappearance of the opponent with a trace of irony. The blade slowly lifted.

A huge amount of magical energy is compressed in the blade. The whole surrounding air seemed to be shaking.

A trace of colorful lines continued to diffuse from him. Some of these lines were dignified, some were cold, some were sharp, and some were scorching. This is all the thoughts he has realized so far. At this time, he is attached to the magic Sword of Qi.

Lin Xin's eyes slowly turned red. Long hair fluttered wildly behind him.

Where he stood, a near-solidified breath froze the surrounding air completely.

Airflow, sound, and even sunlight are all polluted by the magical faint distortion.

"Dead ..."

He raised his sword, his voice faintly morbid.

boom! !! !!

The magic sword was cut forward. The blade suddenly became bigger and longer.

Black light shone across the forest. As if everything had lost its original color. There was only that black-red magic sword cut straight forward between the heavens and the earth. And it gets longer and longer.

哧 .....! !!

The blade cut off the black cloth ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~, the trees, rocks, dirt, slopes, and everything that blocked him in front were all instantly split into two.

Just a few miles away, the lion fistmen and his party just broke away from the ground, they felt cold behind them, and when they turned back, they were directly drowned by the black magic light.

The magic sword has become more than ten meters high, several meters wide, and one sword is cut off.

There was a loud bang.

Looking down from the top, in the whole sea of ​​trees, there was only an instant of scary sword marks extending a few miles away.

Where the sword marks pass, everything is turned into powder. Leaving a terrible deep pit more than ten meters deep.

The gusty winds spread constantly around, and the trees that were blowing closer were also crooked and disfigured.

After a few breaths, the magic sword slowly faded and disappeared. (To be continued.)

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