"Bang!"

As San Qianhan fell heavily to the ground, countless dust was raised, and even more, it was mixed with vermilion blood.

The captain of the Tang and Tang Dynasty Crow Black Mist Legion, Sanqianhan, who was at the moment of cultivation, was severely injured in one interlaced manner. This result made the atmosphere in the field slightly stagnant, which was unexpected.

The players who originally questioned Ling Yun were ashamed and moved their steps, hid behind the crowd, and never dared to speak wildly again.

"He is really a master." Zui Ge was shocked. He originally thought that Ling Yun was just pretending, but he never expected that he would be slapped in the face the next moment.

"Captain, we were wrong." Ye Ke also empathized with it. Because of suspicion, he drove away a master, and his heart was bleeding.

"What a fast sword, what a sharp sword technique." Sanqianhan, who fell to the ground, narrowed his eyes and vomited two times in a row. He was also shocked. As a genius, he never thought that someone could beat him in the same realm.

Cang Ming and others who reacted by the "captain" rushed over quickly and turned to look at Ling Yun. When they showed fierce eyes and murderous intent on their faces, they held their weapons tightly, and let out a long roar, which was not to be desecrated.

The angry murderous aura was like a raging fire, cutting through the starry sky and silenced, and rushing towards the sky.

On the other side, Lingyun's sword body burst out with thunder, and the earth was chaotic. The sharp sword in his hand suddenly turned, and the true energy emerged in his body. A sword light burst out, but instead of retreating, he waved his sword towards Cangming and others who were coming towards him.

"Bang bang bang"

In an instant, nine swords burst into the sky, and nine sword energy broke through the sky, but only three collision sounds came.

It was originally a nine sword, three-three in one, breaking all the skills of Cangming and others, and then the sword was so sharp that it drove straight in. In an instant, it had assassinated Cangming and others with one finger.

nervous

nervous

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At the moment of crisis, Cangming and others quickly waved their blades to resist, but Ling Yun had already considered calculating the time, pushing and sending, the long sword dyed vermilion red, and blood spreading in the sky. Cangming and others fell to the ground at the same time regardless of order, following the footsteps of Sanqianhan.

For a moment, all the onlookers were stunned. Even Leng Tong, who knew Ling Yun best, was so shocked that he couldn't stop talking about others.

There are two concepts of killing monsters over level and fighting players. The former only has some skills and some equipment, and there is basically no problem, unless it is a monster with a human form or a superb technology.

And the player's killing is another matter. If you have a slight negligence, it may be a slight revenge. Even if you are well-equipped and have a slightly higher level, you cannot guarantee that you can win safely.

As long as you fail to block one move and be stabbed by the opponent in a vital position, you will be seriously injured. Death is just a matter of time. Who doesn’t like the dog who is hit by the water?

Because of the large amount of bleeding and key attacks, it is the same as the main world in the divine realm, rather than simply catching blood.

This has seriously affected the player's speed, strength, attack, spirit, etc. If it were not for master players, death would be inevitable. Surviving in desperate situations is just the myth in the novel, with very few reality and almost zero probability.

"Do you think it's a waste of time now?" As he spoke, Ling Yun flew away like a storm, quickly falling towards Sanqianhan.

"Che" Sanqian Han, who had never suffered such a great loss in the same realm, immediately clapped his hands and turned over and attacked Lingyun with the rage of Mount Tai.

Seeing this, Ling Yun looked indifferent and had no emotion at all, as if a gust of breeze was coming.

"Death" accompanied by a loud shout, Sanqianhan waved the dagger in his hand suddenly, swung a sharp Yin wind, and stabbed Ling Yun's neck straight down. The martial arts cultivation level of the momentum realm was undoubtedly revealed.

However, although San Qianhan fought fiercely, Ling Yun had many flaws in his eyes.

Not to mention that Sanqianhan had just broken through the momentum realm, what equipment was he wearing, and although he was skilled in martial arts skills, he was far from Ling Yun's ten-year life-and-death battle in the Divine Realm.

No matter any sword technique, sword technique, marksmanship, or short weapons, there may be some changes, but Ling Yun's mind was derived at least thirty-six ways to crack it.

Without thinking, Ling Yun crossed the distance between the two, floated forward, and the sharp sword in his hand flew over like a terrifying geese, passing through the sky.

"call out!"

The novice sword slightly hit the Sanqian Han dagger, and had already led the Sanqian Han dagger away. The next moment, the sword light bounced, like a ray of lightning, cutting through the void.

"laugh"

Blood shot out, and a blood mark quickly expanded from Sanqianhan's neck.

"Well"

Sanqian Han stared wide, and Ling Yun's shocking sword just now seemed to be constantly replaying in his pupils, his face full of horror.

"Sword Light Scatters"

"Bloody"

Ling Yun stood in front of Sanqianhan, and turned to the crow indifferently: "Next."

As Ling Yun finished speaking, San Qianhan, the master of martial arts in the momentum realm, was seriously injured again and fell to the ground with an incredible shock.

"Bang!"

The sound of falling to the ground echoing on the battlefield.

"That's so simple?"

The players except Red Blood and Burial Knife all took a deep breath. They only saw Ling Yun swing his sword and stabbing him straight, and San Qianhan was defeated.

Fast, or fast, I didn't see anything, and my eyes couldn't keep up with Ling Yun's sword-drawing speed.

The other members of the Dark Crow felt cold as Ling Yun looked at him, and they didn't dare to move.

"What a superb sword technique, what a terrifying killing sword technique"

Even though it was Chixue and Tibetan Dao, the two great experts, were secretly amazed at Ling Yun's swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and gunshots, but for the first time in their life, they had seen Ling Yun's swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and gunshots.

And there were probably only three of them who understood Ling Yun’s sword technique. The first was the burial knife, the second was the red blood, and the third was the 3000 Han who fell to the ground.

Just now, Ling Yun's sword was extremely exquisite. First, he hit the point of the Sanqianhan dagger just right, and led his sharpness to the point of the hollow gate. Then he stabbed out with a sword and drove straight in, slashing across Sanqianhan's neck.

Thus, the entire process, whether it is eye strength, hand strength, or grasp of the timing, reaches its peak and is a model of speed, accuracy, ruthlessness and stability.

Interweaving is the ultimate sword sword, without any extra moves, tricks, killing swords, and killing techniques.

At this moment, Sanqianhan's eyes were gone without humiliation and madness, and his face seemed very calm, and his eyes at Ling Yun had completely changed.

Ling Yun had no intention of paying attention to Sanqianhan, turned around and looked at the members of the Dark Crow: "Next."

"Boss, why don't I go, will this kid?" He licked the red blood on his lips and suddenly started to take action.

Suddenly, a stream of light flashed in the sky, bringing out streams of colors. Half a meter away from Lingyun, the stream of light stopped, and then, like a star falling to the ground, flying towards Lingyun.

In the silent sound, the stream of light flashed, and there was no movement, and no sound could be heard.
Chapter completed!