Spirit Sword Sovereign

The overbearing atmosphere from antiquity was once again filled, sweeping all directions, the distant void, like a figure crossed over the historical Long River, standing in thebet Heaven and Earth, the sound is shocking, the body, revealing endless breaking power.

The Daluo knife soul that appeared this time, the body is more magnificent, the top of the world, a path of antiquity blade intent sprinkled down, all contain terrifying power, enveloped Lin Jingxuan’s body, set off his dazzling like a big day.

In the first battle of the sword sword Sacred Temple, Lin Jingxuan spurred the sword of the sword, and broke the shock with Chu Xingyun, but in the end, Lin Jingxuan failed to be Kill and Behead Chu Xingyun, and was also suppressed by the Black Hole heavy sword.

Although in the heart of Lin Jingxuan, Chu Xingyun is dead, but this stain has remained in his heart, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. At this moment, he will use the blood of a hundred miles to wash the stain.

“Ready to die?” Lin Jingxuan’s voice was cold and his head was slightly raised, still so proud.

He clenched the sneaky knives, and the breath of the scent of his body was swaying. At the same time, the antiquity blade intent flashed resplendend rays of light, and the atmosphere of the whole space changed. It seemed to come to the antiquity Divine Demon battlefield.

“This is the true strength of Lin Jingxuan, and it is indeed tyrannical.” Gu Supreme talent’s eyes are staring at Lin Jingxuan, as if to imprint every detail in the deepest part of my mind.

Although he is now friendly and cooperative with Lin Jingxuan, he has won many treasures, but in the final analysis, the two belong to different Sects. Soon, the two will eventually fight.

If you can thoroughly understand the strength of the opponent before the battle, you can take the absolute opportunity. Supreme talent understands this point, so it will always hide the people and analyze the situation silently.

In the void, Lin Jingxuan’s footsteps stepped out, and the body once again rushed toward the hundred miles. When the body did not come, the overwhelming antiquity blade intent had already oppressed the madness of the body, causing the body to tremble, feeling The whole body of the word glow was suppressed.

Blade and Sword are all Kings in the soldiers.

What is Sheng, what is strong.

At this time, Lin Jingxuan relied on the terrifying power of the sorcerer’s soul to suppress the singular instinct of the singular instinct, and the ghostly smashing came out. A terrifying ghosting ghost shadow emerged, and it seemed to be a hundred miles of madness. Kill.

“Hey!” Hundreds of wild furiously shouted, long sword straight thorns, collided with the ghost slashing knife, when the two terrifying breath burst, the resplendent sword glow dissipated a little bit, the sorcerer resplendent, the same Throw a hegemony.

The hundred miles of madness trembled, the sword traverses on the chest, Blade and Sword touch again, he was repulsed by dozens of steps, his eyes swept away, but saw the right arm of own, actually still convulsing, one缕缕fresh blood oozes out from the pores, and the bloody scent is pungent.

“It’s too weak.” Lin Jingxuan stood at a high place, centered on him, and the surrounding space was all overbearing blade glow. The evil spirit became more and more tyrannical, and seemed to be above the heavens and the earth.

Blade light, getting stronger, blade intent, getting more and more overbearing.

Lin Jingxuan stepped forward again, and the knife came from the emptiness, filled with the void of the hundred miles of madness. In an instant, the Martial Spirit was blasted out, and the light of the Martial Spirit was broken.

Hundreds of madness gnaws teeth, and the sword greets, just like the flowing light-like sword glow penetrates the void, so it is hard to react. However, Lin Jingxuan does not hide, the body does not retreat, and the big step welcomes it. .

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The sword light fell on the huge body of the sword, and after a muffled sound, it disappeared completely. Lin Jingxuan swooped down from the sky, the ghost knife pressed down, the whole ground was shaking, and it was hard to sink. Three feet.

“The famous crazy Sword Master, but this is not the case.” Lin Jingxuan did not let go of any ridicule opportunity, he used the momentum to suppress the madness of the hundred miles, full of joy, is enjoying the moment of pride.

“Easy to win.” Not far away, Rosen made a laughter. After this continuous days of continuous search, Lin Jingxuan not only got a lot of treasures, but also greatly improved its strength.

But on the other hand, there is a lot of change in the strength.

So two people and one war, the winner, no need to be suspicious.

Hearing Rosen’s voice, Supreme talent also smiled and nodded, but his eyes never left the wild body, and the bright glow flashed, still not lax.

Hōng lóng lóng !

The terrifying antiquity blade intent instantly landed, the incomparable hegemony, the raging body constantly retreating, the long sword crossbar on the chest, the whole body of the word glow lingering, but did not give up.

“I still don’t want to admit the failure of own?” Lin Jingxuan coldly smiled, suddenly angry shouted: “town!”

The language is falling, and the image of the blade is turned into a golden radiance. The move towards the brilliance of the brilliance, the brilliance, the scent of the ghosts, the mixture of righteousness and evil, killing and killing.

“The defeated person is you.”

The calm voice spit out from the mouth of the wild, and suddenly, his whole body of light intent gathered in a little, crazy compression, it is incredible.

A burst of power bloomed from him, and everyone only felt that the hundred-year-old madness raised the long sword, the sword body resplendent, and every sword light on it was a sword, and the thousands of sword shadows condensed and eventually turned into A sword.

There was no sign of this scene, and if the light and stone fires, the blade glow descended on the madness of the hundred miles, but the palm of the palm of the hand was slightly loosened, and a word was uttered in the mouth: “Destroy!”

Hey!

Overbearing blade glow disturbs the whole piece of the void, and a force of righteousness shines out of it, but among this power, there is a sword, a sword that smashes the heavens, welcomes the sky, and directly stabs the sword .

“Stupid.” Lin Jingxuan still disdain, the ghost knife in his hand smashed out, and the ghost shadow shouted, but the moment of contact with the shattered sword was cut off and annihilated into Nihility.

Suddenly, Lin Jingxuan’s gaze was slightly condensed. He was so frightened that he had a big sigh, but he saw the speed of the shattered sword swelling, like the flow light, piercing the blade glow, and even the huge soul of the sword. The body was pierced, the antiquity blade intent was dim, and the golden glow disappeared a little.

The sword of Da Luo was broken.

“How is this possible!” Rosen’s eyes were stiff, and he looked at the scene in front of him. The soul of the sword was from antiquity, the blade intent was gone, and the age was not extinguished. At this moment, the sword shadow was mad. Pierced!

“Who did you just say stupid?” The indifference of the madness of the hundred miles, such as the Ghost Spirit statement, passed to Lin Jingxuan’s ear, let him come back to God, the whole body was up and down, the beginning of the crazy trembling.

The same instant –

The sword of the shattered sword arrived, approaching him.

The word tip of resplendent brilliance blooms, and pointed finger towards the eyebrows, so Lin Jingxuan feels scalp tingling, and there is a kind of terrifying that waits for death to come.