Practice starts with skill points

Zhong Lin, who left Tiansai Pavilion, did not return to the inn, but shuttled out of envy, reaching the unsighty field, and stayed on a mountain peak.

Soon, there was a burst of yin wind on the sky, crunching, crunching, and crunching. Countless yin wind converged into a wind pillar, rotating all sides, and the entire mountain peak was covered and surrounded by groups.

Immediately, a black vortex in the sky rotated, as if the windy eyes of the typhoon center came out of indifferently in a middle -aged Confucianism in the eyes.

Behind him, he followed a fairy -fluttering white crane, but the white crane was blood red with eyes, and a violent meaning came from it, which directly destroyed the immortality on it. It looked more like a evil beast. Essence

"Boy, really bold, knowing that I want to kill you and dare to run away."

Bai He's ancestor smiled coldly: "Although I don't know what you rely on, but this is not envious, no one can save you. Today I have to kill you. You must never be born in the world. "

"Yeah?"

Zhong Lin looked at the arrangement of Bai He's ancestor, and disagreed at all. He looked coldly at the heart and death master in the eyes of many warriors in the eyes of many warriors.

"Brother, someone bullies me."

Zhong Lin suddenly shouted with a sound, and his voice sounded thoroughly.

"Who dares to bully my brother?"

A roar came from a distance, and when the sound fell, a figure fell from the sky, and it broke the romance that was shrouded around the mountains.

"die!"

The scales in the pond fell from the sky, and fell into the barrier, and then continued to kick on the cheeks of Bai He's ancestor.

The ancestor of Bai He didn't expect Zhong Lin to have a helper, and it broke his barrier in one blow, but in the face of the continuous soles, it was also shot in one palm.

Suddenly, the wind was like an arrow, and the ghost cried and howl. This palm turned into a romantic romantic, instantly burst into the void, and patted it towards the scales in the pool.

Click!

The attack of one foot and one palm instantly shook the void, and the endless romance collapsed, as if a god mountain with a standing earth suddenly folded down.

The two figures retreated quickly, and then looked at each other.

"It's you, the scales in the pool?"

"Crane old monster?"

Bai He's ancestor's face changed, but he did not expect that the person was the scales in the pool, which surprised him for a while.

He still knows the second disciple of the strong king of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword, and it is precisely because of the faintness of the heart of the heart.

The scales in the pool also recognized the identity of Bai He's ancestor, and then became even more angry: "His mother, dare to bully my brother, today I want to pull out your bird's hair."

A warrior of life and death is bullying and small. If his younger brother really has three long or two shorts, he will not have to pick up his skin.

The scales in the pool roared, crushed the layer of the void in one step, and fisted the finger together, smashing it at the original poster of the Baihe.

Boom!

In the fist, the sword was stunned and horizontal, and a huge sword gas with a lot of size appeared in the sky, and he slashed at the ancestor of Bai He.

"The scales in the pond, the tiger is not prestigious, I am really afraid of you, the heavenly crane is against the magic method!"

The ancestor of Bai He snorted, and his body suddenly set, and the crane demon behind him yelled, and finally turned into a luminous light into his body. A black flame burned, and the endless demon burst out at this moment.

Above his forehead, all the demon turned into a black light, running away.

call out!

Even if there are hundreds of feet in this light, the void through the layers of the cave is even more condensed, and finally it turns into a deep light sword with a thick detail.

The scales in the pool look like a boxing non -fist, like a sword non -sword attack.

boom!

Both their bodies were slightly shocked, and the scales in the pool were slightly stagnant, and then the dark light was crushed.

"kill!"

At this moment when this was slightly stagnant, the scales in the pool were caught in the void, and the Xuanhei sword appeared in his hands, sprinking hundreds of millions of swords, and stabbed directly towards the ancestor of the white crane.

Each of this hundreds of millions of swordsmanship seems to combine many space changes, or twisted upside down, or shuttles, or endless cycling, endless cracks, the murder of the cold and killing shows the kendo accomplishment in the pond.

"ah……"

Feeling the horrible sword light, Bai He's ancestor's expression changed greatly, and he could no longer restrain the shock of his heart.

Although he is not good at fighting, he is also a master of life and death. After combining the secret method he raised from a young age, he uses the black light of the crane demon's destiny and supplemented by the secret method of his own vast Lingyuan. Someone can rival.

Even the masters in the middle of life and death were beheaded by him.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

But at this moment, he was defeated and easily broke away, which made him difficult to accept for a while.

He roared in his heart, grabbed his right hand, a long gun appeared in his hand, and stabbed straight towards the sword light.

Bang!

The space was broken and the vitality burst.

The place where a sword and one shot exchanged an invisible fluctuation, forming a wave of violent extinguishing world, and it was fiercely scrubbed in the eight directions, covering tens of thousands of miles.

puff!

In the void, the ancestor of the white crane spit out the blood, but with the help of this force, a pair of snow -white wings suddenly grew behind, and fled towards the distance.

"The scales in the pond, I do n’t report that I do n’t report today. I’ m so waiting for me. I will definitely break your corpses to discharge my heart. ”

But in a moment, the White Crane Patriarch had already fled a hundred miles away, and uttered the most resentful curse, but one could also hear the cowardice in his voice.

At this moment, facing the White Crane Patriarch's escape, Chi Zhonglin had no intention of chasing him, but stood there with a smile.

The next moment, the fleeing White Crane Patriarch let out a scream.

But at some point, a big man in a black robe appeared above the head of the White Crane Patriarch, stepped directly on his back, grabbed the pair of white wings with both hands, and exerted force.

Accompanied by a tearing sound and the White Crane Patriarch's scream, the pair of wings were torn off, blood spilled into the sky, and the White Crane Patriarch was kicked back like a dead dog, like a cannonball, and faster than before.

"Chi Zhonglin, have you been in Baihua Pavilion for too long? Your legs are weak? It took so long to kill a Crane monster, and he finally escaped?"

The big man in black grabbed a bloody wing in each hand, stepped into the air, and made a mocking sound.

The big man was more than nine feet tall, with muscular body, looking like a black mountain, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose, wide mouth, and square face, which looked quite weathered.

The most important thing was that his body was as strong as a volcano about to erupt. Just approaching made Zhong Lin feel a burning sensation.

Only warriors in the battlefield could have such characteristics and terrifying power.