Immortal Sword Master

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The trees on the edge of the temple shook, sand and stones rolled around the ground, and some fallen leaves were blown down and rolled, scratching the ground and making a rustling noise.

In mid-air, a cloud of golden clouds slowly floated over, with a hint of strange and subtle temperament hidden inside.

Huh!

A cloud of golden smoke exploded from the side of the atrium, and an old man in white with a swollen packet appeared.

The old man was kind, with a black cane in his hand.

"Qing Yun, this time you lost ..."

A golden scroll of imperial edict appeared in his hand. As soon as he showed up, the entire atrium was shrouded in a somewhat suffocating pressure.

The handsome man coughed twice, got up from the blanket, and showed a trace of discomfort on his face.

"If it hadn't been for that kind of thing, I wouldn't have disturbed the tranquility of this quiet place outside. The ancestors of Huaqing would have set the stage, but this is the King Kong Temple.

"Mr. Qing also knows that this is the King Kong Temple?" The Huaqing ancestor sneered. "Sacred purpose, several princes are fugitives, what else can you say?"

"The result is already doomed, what else can be said." Mr. Qing said lightly, "If you want to hit, hit, but do not involve innocent people."

"Involved?" Hua Qing ancestor shook his head and glanced at Lin Xin and others. "Since you have been involved, you are not an innocent person."

In his eyes, he was indifferent, apparently, killing some affected people had no effect on him.

Lin Xin frowned even deeper. He just stood on the side and wanted to listen to the chanting, but since the old man appeared, there has been no peace here. The little monks inside looked at each other from the hall with their heads looking out. With curiosity, he didn't know he was about to do anything wrong.

If not necessary. He really didn't want to do anything to destroy this peaceful atmosphere.

"Jing Xuanzong has collapsed, and the fifth prince has fled to Liangcheng. The general situation has gone, even if Mr. Qing is clever and clever. It is difficult to monopolize the overall situation." Hua Qing ancestor calmly said.

"It's a pity ....." Mr. Qing showed regret. "Unfortunately, His Highness Five didn't listen to Qing's words at first. Otherwise, Da Da Jing Xuanzong's turn would be such a field."

"It's too late to say anything now, let Mr. Qing be on the road."

Hua Qing's ancestor stood with his hands in his hands, and looked directly at the other side, as if he wanted to let him break.

Immediately outside the temple, a dense crowd of monks quickly emerged, and large swarms of floating black armored soldiers held their blades and surrounded the entire temple group remotely.

Huh!

The sound of a large bow and bow.

Lin Xin didn't want to worry about anything, but to this extent. Even if he wanted to leave, he would be involved.

Hearing the two talked, he already understood that he might be involved in the game fight between the entire dynasty and Redridge Gate.

Mr. Na should be a member of the royal family. Even if the royal family is very strong in recent years, it is not that the red-ridged gate can be easily wiped out.

When Jing Xuanzong was destroyed, he was passing by, and he accidentally saw that the five princes and the red back door were silent.

I did not expect to encounter a similar situation now.

"It's Redridge Gate again ..." He muttered lowly.

Lin Xin suddenly spoke, and immediately attracted the attention of Mr. Na Qing and Hua Qing's ancestors.

"I didn't want to worry about anything. But now I'm involved ..."

He looked around.

"Who is your Excellency?" The ancestor of Huaqing seemed to feel something wrong. His eyes narrowed.

"The previous account hasn't been calculated with you yet ..." Lin Xin said coldly. He had also been chased and killed by Redridge Gate before, otherwise he would join Xianxian. I'm afraid it is still wanted by all kinds.

"You were in a bad mood."

He walked towards the ancestors of Huaqing.

The pace is slow but steady.

Strangely, the sound of his stepping on the ground step by step was extremely clear, as if something was striking gently on the drum surface.

There was a constant muffled sound.

A white gold fish slowly emerged around Hua Qing's ancestors, constantly swimming.

He stepped back, feeling faintly wrong.

"kill him!!'

He shouted loudly.

Almost immediately after the exit of his voice, Lin Xin rushed forward instantly, his body carrying a huge white air wave, sharply breaking the noise generated by the sound barrier. The whole temple shuddered.

A horrible shadow that cannot be seen clearly. For a moment, he hit him in the middle of his chest like a monster.

One palm! !! !!

Huh! !!

Dull applause. Lin Xin's hand was brutally printed in the center of the ancestors of Huaqing.

The body light of his whole body had no effect at all. The white gold fish was pecking at Lin Xin's arm frantically, but it didn't work at all. It seemed to be pecking at a hard metal.

"you!...."

The ancestor of Huaqing stared, as if he could not believe his head, looking at the dark red arm printed on his chest.

He couldn't believe that a person could reach such a speed. Based on his cultivation at this time, he didn't even see the other person's movements clearly. When the reaction came, the body light had been broken and his chest had already been recruited.

Huh! !! !!

A red devil sword suddenly protruded from his vest, carrying a large **** red liquid.

Lin Xin pulled out the magic sword at will, watching the other person step back and take a few steps back, covering his chest with his hands.

At this time, the sky's arrow rain continued to fall under the order, and all arrows were fired at him, volleying.

But all the arrows were blocked by the body aura that automatically appeared around them. The arrows smashed on the transparent aura film, splashing a little ripple.

But soon, Ripple was shot straight through.

An arrow was constantly hitting Lin Xin's armor, making a crisp clanging sound, which could not be broken.

"This is the archery arrow of Redridge Gate?"

Lin Xin stretched out his hand as if breaking a tree branch, and he held an arrow at will. The front of the arrow was like a hook, and the back was painted with a special black and white color. There was a trace of spiritual charm on his body.

The situation changed too quickly, from Lin Xindong to Hua Qing's ancestor fell to the ground, and a large swath of blood poured out of his chest. The loss of resistance, a series of things happened in the middle, did not exceed two interest rates.

So much so that it wasn't just Mr. Qing's master and servant who had opened their mouths that much.

Even a large group of Redridge Gate officers surrounding the place. It was also overwhelmed, without the person who ordered it. They had no command and did not know what to do next.

Hundreds of people were stuck for a while, and a white general with full body armor immediately took over the command.

I saw him look distorted, pointing his finger at Lin Xin.

"My ancestor was attacked by him and killed him close!"

Suddenly, all the officers and soldiers rushed towards Lin Xinfei as if without fear.

The commanding general turned around and fled away, trying to leave.

Lin Xin waved a sword qi at will, and the plasma-like sword qi caught up with the man in a blink of an eye. Then split it into two from behind. Watching it fall from the air from a distance, there is no breath.

Then he began to deal with the army of officers coming from all sides.

Take a closer look, all of these officers and soldiers are expressionless, and their bodies are filled with the strange strangeness of death.

Some of them hold curved bows, with sharp edges on both sides of the bow.

Some hold spears, scimitars, and are agile, daring to greet Lin Xin with no fear of life and death.

What makes it even more amazing is that each of these officers and soldiers has almost two products!

That is. There are hundreds of officers and men here, in addition to shooting magic arrows and other weapons that are effective for Yuan Jing real people, they all have second-class repairs. Equivalent to the level of general practitioners!

But looking at these people's bodies, they are completely a siege of the dead.

Instead, Mr. Qing and others were as far away from the battlefield as possible.

"I didn't expect that ... the King Kong Temple really had a chance of life and death, nor did it take me a lot of effort and ten years of repair to get this result." Mr. Qing looked at the red armour man surrounded by the crowd, his eyes lighted.

"It's really dangerous. I thought it was dead this time!" A young girl beside him spit out her tongue and was a little scared.

"Sister looks calm."

The other girl looked immobile and glanced at her sister lightly.

"I just believe sir."

"Okay." Mr. Qing shook his head. "This man's brutal force is really weird. He obviously didn't reach Yuan Jing. He could even stop shooting so many arrows. It's strange."

"That gentleman intends?" The sister whispered.

"Let him block us for a while and kill the Huaqing ancestors. Chijimen will never give up. I am afraid that Yuanjing will come to your door soon. We will run as soon as possible."

Mr. Qing was calm and calm. But the mouth was quietly speaking to the two women.

"It's not very good ... but they helped us to prevent disasters ... and also saved us." The sister could not bear it.

"Oh, this is not salvation. We don't need him to save it. When I arrive at this temple, I will be safe and sound. This is my chance, not because he wants to save it, but he can't help him." Mr. Qing said calmly.

He turned and walked towards the temple.

"Come on, we have to leave this place as soon as possible before this person dies."

The two sisters quickly followed, approaching the door, and looked at Lin Xin with some sympathy.

The three guards were silent and hurried forward.

The dead men at the Redridge Gate rushed to the middle of the temple frantically. They swarmed constantly and did not fear death.

But every time he rushed up, he would be easily shredded into pieces by Lin Xin and scattered on the ground ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ one left fist, the right palm smashed the two, and turned around to break one leg.

Lin Xin slammed behind him and several people tried to throw it down.

But he just turned around abruptly, flung his arm, and protruded the dark red blade directly from behind it, like a bone spur that grew, piercing and killing everyone behind him.

There were slaughtered corpses all over the ground, and the corpses were piled up more and more, but these red-backed officers and soldiers rushed in madly until the last person was completely killed.

Standing in place, Lin Xinyuan's dark red armor seemed to be soaked in blood, becoming more base and bright.

However, he was the same as before the start of the war. He looked indifferent, did not change at all, and his breath was stable, as if he could not even warm up.

Glancing at the body, he looked in the direction where Mr. Qing and others left.

"Do you treat people as weapons training?" (To be continued.)

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