At this time, Lin Tianyao had a terrible fluctuation, like a volcanic eruption.

This is another potential fire.

"This this……"

The disciples of the Shiangjian Sect burst into tears and spoke out bluntly.

Lin Tianyao, I really realized two potentials.how can that be?

"kill!"

At this moment, Lu Ming's scream, if it was loud, an athlete's physicist rushed towards ten Wrigley's pupils.

The combination of wind and fire, the fire of the madman's fire.

"Throw, throw, even if he knows the potential of these two types, but how? After all, it's nothing more than one person. If we shoot together, we can definitely kill."

"Put it together."

boom!boom! …

The sword is rising, there are two hundred swords, and it is extremely terrifying.

The twenty-eighth volume of the halberd-eating spirit 41 is too strong

"landslide"

Lin Tianyao shouted with a weapon, this is a huge gun-shaped building, 100 meters high.

This gun is as busy as a real rifle.

Around the gun, there was a burning flame and a gust of wind.

Wind helps fire and makes the flame burn more intensely, like a musket.

boom!

The huge pistol that suddenly fell contained a terrible shock.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Nearly [-] disciples of Shifangjian shouted that Yan Jianqi went to Lin Tianyao.

The gunboats and swords were on fire, and a loud roar erupted.

A terrifying discharge burst into a circle, creating a strong wind.

The ground, as if it had been plowed, looked like a deep ravine, a hundred meters away.

The center of the gunboat and the sword in the air is a deep well more than ten meters deep and more than 30 meters wide.

"How is Tianyun?"

"He committed suicide?"

In the distance, everyone in Xingchen Temple looked at the smoke scene and guessed it.But when the smoke clears, they burst.

Lin Tianyao holds a long weapon, but is arrogant.The body sends out a strong sense of war, the body is right.Where is the problem?There was even a trace of scars.

On the contrary, the men of the ten swordsmen, some of whom are low-level, like the great martial arts, warriors of the four powers, are pale one after another, and their mouths are bleeding.

Not only was Lin Tianyao not dead, but he also had the upper hand. How could it be possible?

Nearly two hundred people joined forces, even if the big martial arts and the nine weapons had to retreat, Lin Tianyao was really hindered, but he also prevailed, it was like Arabian nights.

Nearly [-] people in the dozen sects of swords are all semi-closed, which is unbelievable.

"Ten squadrons sent geniuses, but just like that, today, they all left the storage ring, or they died!"

Oyer

Lin Tianyao came out and ran towards the ten-part sword.

"Join, join hands, and don't get distracted."

someone is jealous

But it's too late.Lin Tianyao is like a tiger in a pack of wolves.He ran to the disciples of the Ten Swords Academy.Dozens of people were dragged to the ground as the odds were low.

I couldn't resist Lin Tianyao at all.

Lin Tianyao's current combat effectiveness is too strong.The great cultivation of martial arts is the fourth layer of the true spirit of the dragon.All wind and fire have reached the upper levels and reunited, and the horrors of war are staggering.

These young people are only the strongest among the six martial artists, not Lin Tianyao's enemies.

Even the few young people who are aware of the situation.

Touch to play...

In a few breaths, a large number of disciples from the sword factions of the ten major parties fell on the ground, with hundreds of them.

I was amazed by the eyes of everyone at Xingchen Temple.Some looked at them with enthusiasm and thought they were dreaming.

"This, this... cute, perverted."

Mingcheng was also there, and his heart was arrogant.

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