Ten Gods

Lin Tianshi exhibited the first sword of the Burning Nine-style sword, which would give the sword a burning flame, which made the old drunkard somewhat strange. At the same time, Lin Tian could find this sword in such a short time. The old drunkard is also slightly surprised, although he has his words and deeds, but this kind of comprehension is really a bit enchanting.

"Not bad!"

The old drunk smiled.

Lin Tianyi smiled, and the sword of the soul was burning more violently, and a sword broke out, and the time swayed the flames of the sky.

For a time, in this shrub, the sound of metal was constantly coming out.

......

At this time, the hundred refineries.

"what!"

A roar rang through the entire hundred refining workshops, and the disciples of the Bailianfang were frightened.

The masters of the Bailianfang and others returned to the Bailianfang from the Burning Yangzong. Apart from the elders who were too embarrassed, the Lord of the Baifangfang and others were all broken. The anger and hatred in the heart can be imagined. At this time, a group of people gathered in one of the main halls, only an elder who had stayed in the Bailianfang before, and stared at the masters of the Bailianfang, and his face was full of surprise.

This person's face is dignified: "Really that..."

"Li Changfeng!"

The master of the hundred refining workshop gritted his teeth and killed his face.

Like the masters of the refining workshop, the other two elders are also sullen, and their eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes. The group went to the Burning Sun Zong, but they did not want the old drunkard to suddenly appear. Not only did Mu Hong die, but the three of them were each one who had lost an arm, and even the treasures collected in these years were also All are gone.

At this time, in the depths of the hall, a giant sound, just like a drum.

The hundred refining workshops are too old and cold. "Forever, no matter what Li Changfeng, and half a month is the day when the funeral demon valley is opened, Li Changfeng will definitely let his disciples enter the funeral demon valley experience. In the past two months, I have tried my best. Enhance the combat power of several core disciples, and in the funeral demon valley, you must take it back! As long as you get the complete secret of the hundred refining, the strength of my hundred refining workshops will be hundreds of times higher, and when it comes to Li Changfeng !"

The master of the Bailianfang and other people gritted their teeth, and they were all in the eyes.

On the other side, Qi Xuan Ge...

"Easy injury was killed by the burning Yangzong?!" The seven Xuange cabinet main color: "Damn, when did he run to burn Yangzong! And that Li Changfeng, the man actually returned to the Burning Yangzong?"

"The owner, this thing, how do we do it."

Someone calmly said.

"Check this out first, then decide what to do!"

The main road of Qi Xuan.

Next to it, another person said: "The owner, and half a month is the time when the funeral demon valley opens."

"I know, let the disciples under the door prepare for life, especially the core disciples."

Looking out, the face of the seven Xuange master is hard to see. The strongman of the emptiness is also the pillar of the sect. But now it is so dead. This is a huge blow to the Qixuan Pavilion, but he is now But I can't do anything for the time being, because it is easy to be injured in the burning of Yangzong, and it is in the hands of the old drunkard. As a person of the same era as the old drunkard, the owner of Qi Xuan Ge is very aware of how terrible the old drunkard is. Moreover, he can imagine that this incident is not justified by the righteousness. Otherwise, It may be that this kind of unscrupulous killing is easy.

"Insufficient things!"

The seven Xuange master sighed and walked toward the depths of Qi Xuan Pavilion.

Almost at the same time, Qin Glen got the news, Xu Wei died in the Burning Sun.

"Self-made." Jade Wushuang shook his head and his face was indifferent. For Xu Wei, Yu Wushuang naturally knows very well. Xu Wei, with a group of people going to burn Yangzong, has guessed something: “It seems that the old drunkard’s current strength, the four main gates have no one can It’s blocked, and it’s as strong as before.”

"Guest, go to the disciples who are buried in the demon valley, which ones to choose?"

A voice sounded.

Someone came in and was also an elder of Qingu.

"There is a lot of opportunities in the funeral demon valley, but there are many dangers." Jade Wushuang looked at the old gangster who walked in: "It is still only in the past years that only disciples who know the sea can be allowed to enter, which can reduce casualties."

"The owner of the valley said that the old man thinks like this. After all, those dolls are still young, but they can't die too early."

Come to humanity.

"Well, then I will trouble the grandchildren."

Jade Wushuang said.

Sun Changla smiled and waved his hand, and even withdrew.

......

Burning Yangzong, Feng Yaoxia.

"Hey!"

The sword screamed, the flame swordsman swept the field control, and some of the nearby shrubs were burnt.

In the shrub, two figures are fighting together. One of them is holding a long sword. The blade is completely covered by flames. The other figure is holding a normal dry branch. The original branches are flamed and will soon be The burning is exhausted, but the branches are constantly colliding with the flame sword, but there is no damage at all.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

The branches and the flame sword continually collide, and the crisp sound of the metal collision.

"The fourth sword, the wind!"

A cold drink rang.

Suddenly, there were violent winds in the shrubs, and dozens of flame tornadoes appeared, making the air sizzle.

"Good, very strong!"

Another person laughed.

"White Lotus Sword!"

In the air, a dense white lotus suddenly emerged. Immediately, Bai Lianxun condensed into a large sword and circulated.

These two fighting figures are naturally Lin Tian and the old drunkards. Since the old drunkards took Lin Tianlai to practice the demon gorge, it is already ten days. In the past ten days, the old drunkard is not only teaching Lin Tian. The Yangyang Nine-style, while also honing the white lotus born in Lin Tianzhi’s sea, made Lin Tian’s control of Bai Lian more convenient.

At this point, the flame tornado from the Quartet, knowing the Hailian sword ignores everything, straight to the opposite old drunkard.

"Ah."

The old drunkard smiled and the branches slowly pulled down.

With a bang, all the flame tornadoes collapsed. At the same time, the lotus sword seemed to be blocked and was bounced off.

"The fifth sword, explosion!"

Lin Tian shouted.

As he swayed with a sword, the heart of the sword trembled, the air became hot, and the sky was full of flames.

Nowadays, when he casts the Yangyang Nine Style, the power of the fire in the real yuan has been completely mobilized. It is better than the fact that he used to integrate the real fire into the sword. . He also finally understood the old drunkard's sentence, refining him through the fire crystal, it is really suitable for practicing the burning Yang Jiu.

"it is good."

The old drunkard praised it.

The two figures continued to fight in the bushes until they passed one hour before they stopped.

Lin Tianqi is on the side, breathing heavily.

In the past ten days, although the old drunkard has been suppressing his strength, his struggle with the old drunkard is still very difficult. It feels like the ants are trying to shake the elephant. However, despite the exhaustion of the past ten days, he was able to clearly see that his strength has improved tremendously.

"Ten days, the Yangyang nine-style cultivation has reached the fifth style. The knowledge of the sea is also more sophisticated. It is very good. Compared with you ten days ago, the combat power has at least doubled. "Don't pause, the old drunkard laughed: "The sixth sword to the ninth sword, I think you can't learn in a short time, so now you don't have to practice. Next, I will pass on the tenth sword to you. , remember carefully."

"Well?" Lin Tianyi said: "The tenth sword?"

He remembers that there are only nine swords in the Burning Nine Styles. Where is the tenth sword?

The old drunkard grinned: "The burning Yang Jiu style really only has nine swords, but your master is idle, I have nothing to do with the nine swords in front, and then have the tenth sword."

"you……"

Lin Tianyan eyes, this is the tenth sword of the founding of the burning sun? !

"Don't ink, look clearly, I will show it to you only today."

The old drunkard said that the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed. Lin Tian only saw that the old drunkard seemed to be from the first sword of the burning sun nine style to the ninth sword. The nine swords were beaten by the old drunkard, slowly streamlined. After dozens of breaths in the past, the old drunkard broke out.

"boom!"

In an instant, the whole Fenghuang Gorge seemed to have shaken, and the sky was born with a sea of ​​fire.

Lin Tian stared at the sky tightly. He only felt that this piece of fire was extremely glaring. The flame seemed to be all condensed by the sword of the lore. He clearly saw that a sword with a handle was exposed. In the middle of the sea of ​​fire, it seems to be the cloud, not... the sky will run through!

Staring at this sword, Lin Tiansheng was shocked, and this... is it really a means of the air class?

“Can you see it clearly?”

Asked the old drunkard.

Lin Tian took back his mind and took a deep breath, and he nodded. The reason why the old drunkard spent dozens of breaths took out that sword, because the old drunkard practiced him ten times in a row, from slow to fast, and finally it was a sword, and he watched it ten times in a row. Nature is remembered very clearly.

"The tenth sword, I named it Yanhai, but it is just a name. It doesn't matter." The old drunk looked at Lin Tian, ​​squinting and said: "This move is really powerful, but the kid, even if you learn This trick must also be remembered. If you don’t have the emptiness to use it, you can’t keep up with it.”

Lin Tianwei shocked: "What is the limit?"

The old drunkard also rewarded Lin Tianyi: "Chenyang Nine-style is the martial arts of the Imperial Air, and the so-called martial arts of the airspace was originally used for the cultivation of the Imperial Forces, and this tenth sword is taken off the front nine. The style of the sword is very natural. You think it can be used casually. If you want to do this, the refining monk will not be able to kill the sea monk."

Lin Tianyi, think about it, the old drunkard said it really makes sense.

After a pause, he looked at the old drunkard and suddenly frowned. "Old guy, I wanted to ask before. I remember when I was in the Imperial City, when you started, I could still feel your true dollar fluctuations. When you played Mu Hong before, I couldn’t feel anything? There are also these ten days, as if you have become an ordinary person."