Immortal Sword Master

"A little skill!"

Du Qijun's heart sank slightly.

The evil spirit of this dark domain is a collection of thousands of highly toxic substances, combined with dragon blood poisoning, and it has taken more than 300 years of hard work.

Seems to be similar to ordinary evil ways, but even the earth fairy does not dare to contaminate it. Not even the blade is damaged ...

The power of purification is truly worthy of the name!

However, my dark domain's anger is not so simple!

His eyes narrowed gradually. Hold the dragon auspiciously with both hands, and then respectfully worship.

"Respectfully invite True Dragon to be born!"

Huh! !!

As soon as the words fell, a transparent dragon shape flew out of the dragon charm, slowly flying around him.

There were originally three dragons on his body, and one more at this time, with faint signs of qualitative change.

Lin Xin stepped over ten meters, and the two swords staggered with a pair of scissors!

With a click, the two swords fell sharply on three swimming transparent dragons.

Huh! !!

The three-headed dragon-shaped roared wildly, shaking its powerful forces around him. Actually carried the double sword scissors hard.

The black silk line representing Heiyu's evil spirits came around in all directions, and flew towards Lin Xin fiercely. But immediately blocked by white light.

Strangely, this time, the power of purification actually dissipated at a touch, and the evil power of these black domains seemed to be much greater than the previous power.

"Speed ​​sword."

Lin Xin looked calm.

He divided out a Yin Luo sword, and the blade suddenly disappeared. Turned into countless sword marks and chopped out in all directions.

The white sword marks were too fast, so much that they floated in the air like sight.

"Sword gasification silk!" Du Qijun seemed to see a ghost. Shocked, I jumped back quickly.

Sword gasification silk, talking about Kendo practice to a horrible degree, the speed is fast enough to make countless sword marks.

Because the blades reflect light, the speed of these sword marks is so fast that the human eye can only see the reflected bright blades, forming a strange scene with countless silk threads appearing for a moment.

Not only was Du Qijun scared. Even Feng Huai and others were frightened.

Sword gasification silk, that is, must be soaked in Kendo extremely deep, in order to reach the high-level realm.

But if you look closely, Feng Huai is seeing the clue.

"No ... it's not a sword gasification wire, it's just a natural phenomenon that occurs after ordinary sword speed reaches extremes. The real sword gasification wire is the sword gas sword light formed when Zhenyuan slams. It is rumored that there are some small world reclusive high-end sword repairs. One sword is wielded, countless swords are scattered, and hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands of swords are drawn in an instant. As long as you can, the drawn thread can be destroyed far enough, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and cut off everything. "

He shook his head slightly, but his heart was faintly relieved.

This Lin Xinming did not have to be taught by a teacher, but he could still practice to such high levels of horror with his family-passing exercises.

If even the sword gasification silk can be cultivated at this age, it would be terrible!

Since Lin Xin joined the sect, many of his information have been known.

The children of the family in Qiushi's family practiced the sword of thunder, and the rest did not practice anything.

But I can rely on myself to get to where I am now.

Compared to him, Feng Huai feels like he is a second-generation ancestor who is waiting to die ...

Although he is already very good in his circle ...

He said this, the other monks in Bihu Mountain were also relieved. This is obviously a sword skill that is only available to mid-to-high-end Xianxian Xiu. They have to spend thousands of years to complete it. It really hits people.

"Brother." Suddenly a monk came up behind him and whispered beside Feng Huai. "The little ones behind are here, just outside the door. What should I do?"

"These two groups of people in Tianjingzong?" Feng Huai frowned.

"Exactly."

"They can come as soon as they want." He sneered, pointing to Dong Shengping, who was floating in the air not far. "See? This guy is Master Yuan Jing who has the ability to threaten the immortals. Not only can he just stay in place, he can't move.

This sea of ​​fire alone can isolate everyone, including me. Hehe! They let them in if they want to die. Don't block! "

"This sea of ​​flames is so powerful?"

"This is the fire of purification. I do n’t know what rank it is, but at least fifth rank, because Brother Lin is famous for fifth rank pure blood! Hey, it can destroy the flame of immortals. Try it? "

Feng Huai sneered.

The woman Xiu's face turned pale and she dared not say more.

"The fire of purification of this level may last for a while if there is a guardian aura, but in this case, even I die when I touch it."

Feng Huai pointed to a circle of ground on which he and others were standing. This is just a place where there is no flame at all.

"This is a safe space specially reserved for us by Brother Lin. Don't go out, otherwise no one can be saved."

All the people of Bihushan are secretive.

Outside the gate behind, there was a rush of footsteps, apparently it was the two people who followed the line of resentment river opened by them and also came across the river.

Although the sound of their footsteps was extremely light, it was naturally long noticed that none of the people present were ear-conscious and dedicated their attention to the vigilance behind them.

While talking.

In the air far in the hall, a figure crashed down.

Huh!

The silhouette smashed the surrounding ground flames with golden light, and it was Du Qijun who was still floating in the air before.

As soon as he landed, he immediately rose into the sky to meet a white sword light cut off in the air.

boom!

Immediately he was smashed back into the pothole on the ground.

"It's useless." Lin Xin slowly walked to the next step in the air. "All resistance is futile."

"Ahem ... I have a three-tailed dragon power, but I am weaker than you in strength ..." Du Qijun was half-knelt in the ground pit, and there was a hint of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he wiped it off immediately.

"That's the case!" He was hiding behind his backhand, and Heiyu's vicious spirit agitated wildly, and quickly gathered into a dark needle in the hands behind him.

The fine needle had a finger length, a thick black end, and a black one-eyed dragon head carved into it.

At this time, he was perfused with the evil spirit of the black domain, and the huge eyes of the one-eyed black dragon faucet slowly spilled red smoke.

"Then don't blame me!"

He waved his arm suddenly.

Huh!

The fine needle shot, turned into a black line, and disappeared in the air in front of him.

It turned out that the space was directly broken and disappeared!

Lin Xin's head froze suddenly, his head suddenly crooked.

Huh!

A black line ran across the side of his face, pulling a white mark.

"Thunder Shadow!"

Two swords pointed obliquely to the ground, a large round of blue swirling ghosts suddenly appeared behind Lin Xin.

The whole vortex is huge enough to almost fill the entire hall. It seemed as if there were countless dark blue seawater slowly turning.

In the quiet current, numerous dense thunder patterns emerged, accompanied by a large number of arcs beating.

A click.

The disc was shattered, and under the guidance of the symbolic thunder pattern, a large number of thunderbolts were pulled down from the distant unknown void, and turned into a circle of thunderbolt spreading in all directions.

boom! !!

Just then, the whole ray of thunder broke into pieces.

All the rage in the air was angered. Before the diffused thunder rushed out a few meters, it was directly annihilated and disappeared.

Lin Xin grunted, but was bitten back.

"Sure enough?"

He squinted his eyes. Just now, he first used Purifying Flames to purify all the energy of the surrounding area, and then formed a vacuum zone of vitality, and then summoned the Lei Emperor Sword Art.

But just a prelude to Leidi's lore, it still triggered the backlash of the energy storm.

The effect is indeed almost formed, otherwise it will not lead to such a big momentum. Unfortunately, it failed in the end.

The back bite was almost a few breaths, and he recovered quickly under the horrible and powerful physique.

Huh!

The flying needle came again, this time piercing his ear piercing from the right.

The eardrum is the most vulnerable part of the human body. If it is punctured and penetrated here, even Lin Xin can't help facing the threat of encephalopathy.

With a cold hum, the blade of Lin Xin's hand disappeared again.

Thousands of sword shadows lit up beside him at the same time.

The flying needle struck Jianfeng.

hiss.

Lin Xin gave a light noise, and the white mark on his cheek suddenly hurt.

"It's useless!"

Du Qijun stood up and sneered.

"As long as you hit the body the first time, as long as the resentful dragon needle contacts you, no matter what the position, even the magic weapon, it will hurt the wound in the first position! And once you see blood, you will inject the dead dragon beast of...."

Click!

After finishing his words, Lin Xin backhanded his sword, and the black venomous dragon needle was broken into several pieces and fell to the ground in front of him, burning by the white flame.

"What killed the Dragon Beast?"

He looked away and looked at Du Qijun.

"You .... !!" Du Qijun's face was gloomy, but his heart was finally a little panicked.

Since the Dragon Dragon Needle was mastered by him, there are not a few strong opponents killed. However, never once has the opponent been able to destroy this evil and evil weapon made of dragon's throat bone.

Before he could react, he saw Lin Xin raising his blade and leaning against his ear.

"After years of thinking, this kind of opportunity can be used."

Ding!

A soft sound.

The safflower sword suddenly bloomed with numerous afterimages of red lines, like the last rays of sunset on the water, the flames withered and flew out.

The red line lingered, flashing in front of Du Qijun, leaving only a shadow in his eyes.

"Safflower Crossing ....."

Lin Xin's voice came at this time ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Du Qijun stood still, touching his neck unknowingly.

A trace of blood oozes there.

He seemed to hear something inexplicable, soft, slow, and extremely soft.

puff! !!

The red flowers bloomed suddenly in front of his eyes.

Blood spilled all over the place.

"Honghua Kendo ..." Lin Xin quietly watched Du Qijun fall to the ground, and suddenly remembered the scenes when he was in the prefecture.

He suddenly missed Xiao Lingling very much.

I miss her soft smile when she gently tied the red flower to her hilt.

With a long sigh, he suddenly became confused and turned to walk towards Feng Huai and others. (To be continued.) Enable new URL