The realm of astrology is too powerful, and the opponent has not yet used astrology, the strongest method, otherwise... if you want to defeat or kill the opponent, you will not have any chance.

Ignoring the surprised looks on everyone's faces, Lin Yun stretched out his hand.

despair!

The sword box bounced open, and the Flower Burial Sword turned into a stream of light and fell into his hand. With a rumble, the blood-flame dragon-patterned gold rough stone hidden in the sword box tried to break free.

The sword box that can quickly bounce back quickly seals it inside.

This scene was extremely short, not even a blink of an eye, but Qin Feng was keenly aware of it, and he immediately shouted: "Luo Kui, leave it alone, use the star to kill him, the original stone is in his hands!"

ah?

Everyone was shocked and looked over.

Ye Ziling actually didn't put the original stone on herself, she actually trusted this person so much.

A cold light flashed in Luo Kui's eyes. He didn't leave any room at all. He screamed wildly as soon as he landed. Blood light bloomed all over his body, and in the bloody light, a painting appeared behind him.

Before the scroll is unfolded, his astrology is on top of the scroll. Everyone who has reached the astrology realm will condense into a painting.

When the scroll is unfolded, the horror of the astrological realm will be revealed without reservation.

Facing a Tianpo, Luo Kui never thought of showing his astrology, which was an insult to him. But now, he couldn't help it. Killing the opponent and taking away the original stone was the right way.

"You have no chance."

Lin Yun's right hand was on the hilt of the sword. He didn't panic at all and said coldly.

Clang!

The funeral flower was unsheathed, and the sword flashed past his eyes like a flash of lightning.

"The clouds cover the sun!"

"Wind and lingering clouds!"

"The clouds in the sky are moving!"

"Swallow clouds and transform into dragons!"

…

"The clouds are rising straight up!"

The first sword of the Thirteen Swords of the Cloud to the Ninth Sword, at the moment of the burial flowers, was called out by Lin Yun with a strong sword.

For a while, the sky was flying, and the four sides were the shadows of the blue -shirt swordsman.

Qing Yan Qi Fei, nine swords are shocked!

The scroll behind Luo Kui had to start in the future, and he would be fragmented by the sword light. The sword light was dazzling, the flesh flew, and Luo Kui, who was fierce in the sea of ​​withering, died in front of everyone.

Too fast!

Too fast!

This scene is so inconsistent that the shadow that is almost in the heavens and the earth has not yet dissipated. The tweets that are about to the Qingyu have just sounded. It seems that the sword light seems to condense eternity.

rock!

When the scroll that has not yet been launched, the moment when it fell on the ground, everyone woke up.

How is this possible?

Star Xianghe Luo Kui, died in the hands of Tianpong !!

Countless eyes are staring at Lin Yun, his sword is too fast, so that the majestic sword momentum is at this moment.

Between the clouds and mist, overlooking Cangsheng.

Today, everyone finally knows what is the realization of the realization, the peak is successful, and there are also the transformation that can only be grasped by the legendary surge!

In the dark sky, in the dark sky, Lin Yun's hands flashed with the cold mang of the world.

The youth holding the sword, the wind and the world, the sword is like a fairy, the world is unparalleled.

[I accidentally read the Spring Festival Gala alone before starting the code word. The second chapter is sent to everyone. Everyone, Happy New Year, the name of this chapter is Fushuang Fei Fei, I want to be on the heavens. I hope there will be one day.
Chapter completed!