Against the sky game system

"This." The original Jianwu martial artist who was eager to move, hesitated.

"Don't listen to this thief's nonsense." Biao Wanzong said hurriedly, "If this thief really got the origin of the Sword Emperor, why did he kill people."

"This matter, Zifeng was also at the time."

"Okay?" All the sword-cultivating eyes instantly looked at Lin Feng.

"I." When the wind blew, his face was ugly.

"Patriarch Lin Shao." A group of swords repaired Shen Sheng, "I'm waiting for you, Lin Jia is the first family in the sword field."

"Please don't help the thief because of the truth."

"I." Lin Zifeng's face was complicated, and his breathing was unstable.

Obviously, his heart is very tangled at this moment.

"Funny." Lin Biao stepped forward and snorted. "I'm Lin Jiazhong, there's no need to answer any of your questions."

"If you want to say it, you can say it, can you force it?"

"Fenfeng, don't think too much." Lin Biao looked at Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng nodded speechlessly and regained his breath.

Everyone's eyes looked at Wanzong's table again.

Table Wanzong gritted his teeth. "Okay, Lin Tianyao is a thief, you are so smart, I said but you."

"But the people of the Qing Dynasty knew very well."

"If you say you never got the origin of the Sword Emperor, do you dare let us search?"

"Your stern ring and your body momentarily, let's feel it, you can see it at a glance."

"Joke." Lin Tianyao sneered, "Did you say search? You say perception is considered to be?"

"Hahahaha." Biao Wanzong smiled.

"Little thief, don't you dare?"

"I realise the thief is dead, his mind is amazing, but face the facts, you can't argue."

Wanzong on the table looked at all the swords around and screamed, "You can remember, before the event starts."

"We suspected the little thief was a cold sword and said he wanted to search him. He had to give up his dedication and even hesitate."

"It turns out that Leng Jian is really on him."

"Now." Biao Wanzong sneered. "This little lad still says all kinds of things. I have to say it."

"Lin Tianyao thief, or you let me wait and search."

"If you dare not, the origin of the swordsman will be in you."

Wan Zongbiao looked at Lin Tianyao coldly.

Wan Zongbiao looked at Lin Tianyao indifferently.

Surrounded by swords, the same cold eyes, mixed with jealousy, resentment and other stares.

Lin Tianyao's eyes were a glance.

"Little thief, don't you dare?" Biao Wanzong cold channel.

"I'm not interested in waiting for you to waste time with your sword."

"In the top ten interests, don't nod, blame me."

Lin Tianyao couldn't speak.

But within those tenths, he's clearly been targeted by someone in this place.

He did not speak, and there was no speech around.

The entire Wanjian North Forest became quiet and silent.

In this quiet, however, it has an unusually heavy atmosphere.

Heavy, in this silence you can easily hear the sound of all the swords in the field.In that breath, passionate and ready.

Obviously, many sword repairers will shoot without hesitation.

The sky is so good, it has whipped up a storm.

Ten times of interest, it will be delivered instantly.

"Lin Tianyao thief, the top ten interests have passed." Biao Wanzong sneered.

Lin Tianyao finally opened his mouth, "Biao Wanzong, it seems that I looked down on you before."

"Searching, or sensing, is impossible."

"If you believe that the origin of the Sword Emperor is indeed in me, you can do it."

Lin Tianyao sneered and looked around at the swords.

Surrounded by swords, he hesitated.