Urban Young Fairy

There is no more around, no wind.

Even the fire dragon at the foot of Lin Yi, the flame on the dragon's body, was under the sword of the blue and purple sword, and the involuntary convergence ignited.

"Is that kid crazy, does he really think he can compete with the sword from heaven?"

"It’s terrible, what kind of existence is there, what kind of existence!"

"The terrible sword, I have lived for so many years, I have never seen such a terrible sword! These two parties, who is it?"

In the distance, I feel the sky above, the terrible power of the sword of the robbery, the strongest in the far position, one by one.

They are even more surprised that the guy in the distance, really dare to hold a sword, pointing to the sky, to meet the sword from heaven!

These people are old monsters who live outside the ordinary world. They are self-proclaimed as true masters on weekdays. For the so-called King Kong and Fingers in the dust, most of them have a bit of disdain.

However, this time, even if they want to get close, they can take a closer look and look at an unprecedented terrorist match at a close distance, but they don't have that courage.

Even at this moment, the sword and the thunder between heaven and earth seem to converge completely. However, everyone looks at the distance, and the light of the blue-violet long sword feels a little chilling.

More people are full of silence, looking over there, there is more sigh in the heart, the kid who consciously plans to resist, really is the real genius enchanting.

"When did the dust appear like this strong?"

Most of them gave birth to such curiosity, but no one could tell the origins of the person over there.

After all, they are too far apart, they can’t see it.

After all, they usually sneer at all the masters in the dust, and naturally they don't have that interest to know what newcomers are in the world today.

Under all kinds of amazing and shocking eyes.

The pressure of terror has finally come to Lin.

Lin also hands away from the dust, and the sword instantly reached its limit.

The dusty sword collided with the blue-violet sword.

From top to bottom, there was no obstacle, and the blue-violet sword of the three swords was broken. At this moment, it finally stopped in midair.

This paused posture lasted only for a short period of breathing.

The horror of the horror, with the terrible power of Taishan's topping, pressed Lin's body toward the ground.

Lin also clenched his teeth and his eyes were firm.

Along the road, Lei Lei ran down the ancient sword and entered the forest.

A strong stock, like a tearing pain, raged in Lin's meridians.

The power of the robbery, appeared in Lin also, and destroyed everything in Lin’s body.

The left-handed dragon squatted on the dragon's scorpion, and looked coldly at the ravages of the ravages in Lin's body, leaving them to wander around, bringing great pain to Lin.

"Ugh."

A soft sigh rang from Lin’s body.

The sound comes from that glazed flower.

The power of the robbery, the erosion of the glazed flowers.

The blue-violet light is full of devastating scent.

However, when the glory of the catastrophe rushed to the front of the glazed flower, on the glazed flower, a layer of light black mist appeared on the landing.

These fogs do not seem to have any special features, but they do not contain a bit of power and energy. Instead, they are stable and will separate all the catastrophe, and isolate them from others.

The glazed flowers did not absorb and help Lin to give meaning to these days of robbing, let alone protection. Like the left-handed dragon, it chose to stand on the sidelines.

The tearing pain stimulates Lin’s nerves.

He groaned and trembled because of the violent and terrible pain.

In addition to holding the hand of the ancient sword, it is still stable and there is no sign of lax.

"Heavenly, heavenly robbery, immortality or not, why bother to test and decide!"

"Give me broken!"

Lin also hoarse and screamed, with a broken body, to make the best use of the sword.

From the ancient sword dust, the sword is emerging from the mountains.

The blue-violet long sword has a cold appearance, and the sword body is arrogant, and the trend of pressing Lin down is also relieved at this moment.

The ancient sword dust never retreats, it is full of the quaint sword body, but under the horror of the blue-violet long sword, it breaks out the cracks of the road, as if it may break and break at any time.

However, the sword did not stop.

The two swords intersect, such as the horrible swordsmanship that emerges from the tide, constantly strangling, biting, and entanglement.

The blue-violet long sword went down, and then down, the sword that was condensed on the sword reached the peak.

Everything that was originally calm around, suddenly began to change.

The wind is coming back and the thunder is coming.

Lin also bite his teeth, black hair dances, the body has reached the limit, and even the line of sight can not help but some blur.

I can think of Zhao Liuli in the scroll of the soul, and think of Zheng Qiu, the mother who is still at home.

Lin also looked more and more determined, and the hand holding the sword was also trying hard to hold it, and there was no slack.

at last.

boom!

After a loud noise.

Blue and purple swords, finally took the lead to support.

The sword and the power of the robbery were all consumed. Between the ancient swords and the dust, the blue-violet long sword made an unspeakable sword and disappeared between the heavens and the earth.

Ancient sword dust from the sword body ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ cracks countless.

The second day of the robbery disappeared, and in the eyes of the sky, the meaning of grievances and anger was even worse.

The top of the black cloud is still covered, covering the sky.

More electro-optic lights come from all directions.

Lin also knees on one knee, with a sword on the top of the dragon, the big mouth breathing, pale complexion, numerous injuries, numerous damage.

The strength is exhausted, there is no strength, and the aura is not left.

Can finally resist the second day of robbery.

"Resist."

Lin also looked at the dust that could be disconnected at any time, and whispered.

It seems to be in response to Lin Yi’s words, and the dust is sending out a dull sword, and the sword is quite lonely.

Won.

Remnant victory.

However, the results seem to be unable to change.

Lin also lifted his head and looked up, looking at the top of the ceiling, the cold eyes of the very high position.

The eye of the robbery, looking at him coldly, and looking at it.

Thick black clouds are still gathering, and more and more electric lights are condensing.

"what a pity."

Lin also sighed, his eyes were already difficult to open, and the power of the inside of the body was still raging, but Lin had no ability to resist it.

The pain is swept across the body, and consciousness seems to be separating from the body.

Weak, tired, and painful.

Lin also remembered Zhao Liuli. With the last thought, he blocked the scroll of the soul and prevented Zhao Lan from rushing out.

He summoned a female soul and let it leave the space with a space ring.

Having explained all this.

Lin finally couldn’t support it anymore and went straight to the ground.

The woman's image is still looking up. The darkness next to it is thick and thick.

Lin is also in the body.

The glazed flowers are intertwined, with a hint of grotesque shine.

It looks like there is someone who is hesitating and waiting.