Xuanhuan: I Can Become Stronger By Playing Games

A ruthless look flashed across Yang Song's face.

Recalling the embarrassment he faced when Lin Qing stomped on his head in public like a ball, Yang Song felt a wave of anger rising in his heart.

At this moment, after beheading Tang Zongyuan, his hatred for Lin Qing even surpassed that of Tang Zongyuan!

After all, even if he lost against Tang Zongyuan, Yang Song has never been trampled on by Tang Zongyuan!

For a highly respected Tianfeng List Tianjiao.

What a disgrace is this?

Yang Song stared at Lin Qing.

Today, this man must die

boom!

A series of terrifying auras bent vertically and horizontally, accompanied by Yang Song's own cold and cold martial arts aura, like huge poisonous snakes, winding up, carrying a huge shadow, coldly locked on Lin Qing.

All the terrifying power of the Yin-Yang realm was frozen on Lin Qing.

If it were an ordinary monk in the False God Realm, his complexion would have turned pale by now, and he might even be trembling and unable to stand still.

However.

Lin Qing looked at the grinning Yang Song indifferently, under the surprised eyes of everyone.

He stretched out his hand calmly, and pulled out the new sword that he had in his hand after the sword intent had escorted the three of them out with a sword mark.

Lin Qing stretched out his hand and flicked the sword.

Clang!

The crisp sound of the sword sounded, and the lingering sound lingered in the audience, and the bright sword body reflected the strange and strange eyes that everyone cast.

Why is this Lin Qing not afraid at all?

In the arena, Lin Qing held the horizontal sword in his hand, looked at Yang Song and smiled.

"You seem, very bloated?""

As soon as Lin Qing said this, Yang Song was stunned for a moment.

Expansion?

Maybe.

But he has already broken through to the Yin-Yang Realm, looking at the entire Secret Realm, how many people can defeat him?

Coupled with the fact that Tang Zongyuan had just been beheaded, the aura was at its peak.

Shouldn't it be inflated a bit?

"Bad inflation! 35

Lin Qing stared at Yang Song with a solemn and serious expression.

His tone and gesture were like teaching a child a lesson, seriously admonishing him not to inflate well.

"DAJ..."

Yang Song grinned, feeling almost amused by Lin Qing.

This kid, don't be scared crazy, right?

Yang Song sneered, with a fierce look in his eyes, just as he was about to kill Lin Qing directly.

before.

hum!

A bright sword light, like a long river of sword energy, flashed loudly!

Unlike the sword intent that Yang Song used before, it was as cold as a poisonous snake.

This sword.

It looks like a magnificent sun, majestic and majestic!

Bright, sparkling, fiery!

Fast and invincible!

Boom!

The whole earth was trembling, as if it was separated by this sword, countless earth and rocks were flying!

In the eyes of everyone, where the sword light passed by at this moment, all obstacles were turned into nothingness, destroyed by the sword light into debris, and then fluttered in the air, and turned into dust that was hard to see with the naked eye, and fell down!

The sword came out, the stone pillar shook, and the whole audience trembled.

"Um?

In front of Jian Guang.

Yang Song didn't care at all.

Even though he knew that Lin Qing's strength should not be weak, but after all, he was only in the False God Realm after all.

A mere False God Realm, to him who has already broken through to the Yin-Yang level, is nothing!

He is a genius himself, and after breaking through the Yin-Yang realm, his strength is much stronger than that of ordinary early-stage monks in the Yin-Yang realm!

Although Lin Qing is evil, what can she do?

However.

In front of this sword, Yang Song's complexion changed, and his spiritual sense jumped wildly, faintly aware of something bad.

He wanted to dodge or catch the sword, but his mind seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of smog. After he made the move, he only felt that his own strength had become extremely small in front of Lin Qing Jianguang.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

At this moment, Yang Song felt that his thinking seemed to slow down countless times.

In his eyes, he could clearly see Lin Qing's sword slashing towards him, and while his spiritual sense was beating, he could also clearly perceive the strangeness and horror of Lin Qing's sword.

However, after the shot, the smirk on Yang Song's face didn't even have time to change.

Facing the sword light, he had a brilliant aura in his hands, releasing an aura that seemed to possess extremely powerful power!

It's just that no one knows.

At this moment, Yang Song roared wildly in his heart, trying his best to avoid the sword.

In this state, he clearly knew that this sword had already exceeded his upper limit, and he couldn't stop it!

Touching the sword light is death!

But it was useless, he couldn't escape.

His thinking was not fast, but his movements seemed to be stuck in the last moment, and he didn't have time to react at all.

next breath.

"~!55

A sword seems slow but really fast!

After the sword passed, Yang Song froze in place, from the center of his eyebrows, (good Li Hao) faintly revealed bloodstains.

"why?"

At this moment, Yang Song spoke with difficulty.

He looked at Lin Qing, his pupils that were gradually darkening were full of puzzlement, and there was still a glint of light in his eyes, which was stubbornly about to disperse.

Why boast?

Why did he still lose in the face of Lin Qing when he had already broken through to the Yin-Yang realm?

Moreover, it is still a one-stroke defeat.

how can that be!

"why?

Lin Qing retracted his sword, glanced at him, shook his head, and left only one sentence:

"Not so much why.

"A waste is a waste. Even if you break through to the Yin-Yang realm, you are still a waste! Originally, you didn't have to die, but...

Lin Qing stopped at this point.