Dangding!
The sound of tal intersection sounded, and the silent sword air was dissipated and quickly dissipated in the air.
"Any other ans, let's show it." Yun Langjun shook his fan. Very calm.
Cut wind
Thunder
Lin Xuan waved two swords in a row, the cyan sword light quickly poured out, and at the sa ti a five-man thunder array dropped in the sky.
"Too weak!" Yu Langjun waved his folding fan, drawing an arc in front of him.
Suddenly, all attacks were blocked.
Yun Langjun waved the folding fan, blocking all Lin Xuan's attacks from the outside.
"In front of , you are a cricket ant. Do you think a cricket ant can shake a dragon?" Yumian Langjun sneered.
"Now it's ti for to attack, killing the genius is a lot of fun."
Yun Langjun held the folding fan in one hand, stepped out, and ca to Lin Xuan in an instant.
Folding fans waving, a heart-warming force poured out.
"Not good!" Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, and he instantly used the black cloak to create a clone, but his true body was suddenly retreated.
puff!
The cloak of the black cloak was cut in half instantly, and the strong suffocation day swept around.
Lin Xuanzhen was shocked, shook out from the void, and retreated.
"It's a bit interesting, I can make a clone, this cloak is good, I want it!" Yun Langjun walked in the courtroom, as if he was the master.
"Damn, the gap is too big. If I break through to the middle of the spiritual realm, I may be able to fight against the warrior of the spiritual realm!" Lin Xuan was slightly sinking in his heart.
But wanting his life is not so simple.
"Okay, the ga is over." Yumian Langjun apparently lost his patience. He waved Xuan'ao's attack in the palm of his hand and patted Lin Xuan's forehead.
"Sword of soul!"
In a critical mont, Lin Xuanshi exhibited a soul attack. The rune in his right eye was scattered, and the soul power ford an invisible sword, which stabbed at Yun Langjun.
This sword gathers all the soul power of Lin Xuan, but also contains 70% of the sword, which can be described as horrible.
Coupled with the strange and unpredictable soul attack, it was invincible, and Jade Face Lang Jun was attacked by the soul instantly.
His body trembled, his face showing pain.
After the warrior entered the realm of spiritual fusion, in addition to being able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, the soul power also increased with the realm.
Although Yumian Langjun is not a soul force warrior, he is a powerful spirit, but he quickly recovered his mind.
But the sting that penetrated the soul made him crazy.
when!
Xing Juejian struck Yun Langjun with nurous sparks.
Lin Xuan felt numb in his arms and slumped.
The Warrior of the Spiritual Realm is so powerful in defense that he can't break into it for a while.
"Boy, I want to kill you with the cruelest ans!"
Since his debut, he has never had such a dark loss, and the opponent is still a small martial artist who is far behind him.
For a ti, Yu face Lang Jun's heart was so desperate that he could not wait to chop Lin Xuan into 108,000 segnts.
Beside, the woman in green is also pale.
She knows the power of Yumian Langjun. It only takes one move to kill the warrior in the Rongling Realm, but this young man who only cultivated in the Rongling Realm often creates miracles.
First use the avatar to pass the mortal blow, and then use the strange soul power to hurt Yun Langjun.
She has been with Yumian Langjun for decades and has never seen anything like this.
Fortunately, Yun Langjun is very powerful, and it is impossible to kill him.
"Give to death!" Yun Langjun waved a fan, and the aura of heaven rolled, forming countless pink petals, floating towards Lin Xuan.
These piebalds look beautiful, but they contain endless killings, and each petal can kill the Zhongrong Spirit Realm.
Moreover, there seems to be a wonderful mood between these petals.
"Peach Blossom Artistic Conception! Even the peach blossom Artistic Conception was exhibited, my brother seems to be dead!" The woman's heart settled down.
As a powerful spiritual realm, Yumianlang Jun naturally realized the artistic conception, and the peach blossom artistic conception was extrely powerful and fantastic, and often he could kill the enemy in the invisible.
Lin Xuan can naturally feel the horror of this artistic conception. He imdiately used the artistic conception of wind to make the surrounding air flow strange and obstruct the peach blossoms.
At the sa ti, he urged Qicheng Dalong Jianyi with all his strength, and held the Xing Juejian with both hands and cut to the void.
Lin Xuan has just realized the artistic conception of the wind, and his use of artistic conception is not as good as that of Yung Langjun, so his artistic conception of the wind soon collapsed under the attack of the peach blossom artistic conception.
Fortunately, his Qicheng Dalong Jianyi is extrely powerful, and the mood has exceeded the peach blossom mood.
Although Lin Xuan wasn't enough, but with the sword of the dragon, he made a small incision.
"What? Impossible! He even split the peach blossom mood!" The green woman exclaid in horror.
Yumian Langjun's face was gaunt, and his eyes looked uncertainly at Lin Xuan.
To be honest, he didn't want to believe that the hairy boy could split his peach blossom mood, but the fact was in front of him.
"In addition to Jian Yi, there is also a wind mood. Who is this kid? How can he realize the two moods?" Yu Mianlang Jun was jealous.
The artistic conception is not a Chinese cabbage. Generally, only a peerless genius can understand it. As a disciple of the evil king, he only understands only one artistic conception.
Lin Xuan was able to comprehend two moods, which is simply impossible.
And the sword is really terrifying, so that his peach blossom mood has been threatened.
"Since he is an enemy, he will never be allowed to grow up!" Yu Mianlang Jun had a deep fear of Lin Xuan.
Fortunately, Lin Xuan Xiu is too weak, he can easily kill.
"I have to admit that you are indeed a genius, but you can only die if you offend !" Yumian Lang Jun laughed with a yin.
The peach blossoms in the sky suddenly spun quickly, and each petal was crystal clear, like a sharp blade of a soldier, penetrating the void.
All the peach blossoms flocked to Lin Xuan.
"Not good! The peach blossom mood has beco stronger again!" Lin Xuan clearly sensed the change of peach blossom mood in the sky, and his face waved.
It seems that the Warrior Warrior is indeed not what he can resist now.
But trying to kill him is not so simple!
"Blood offering mystery!"
Lin Xuan instantly rged the essence and blood in the body into the black cloak ~ ~ The body turned into a blood and rushed out quickly.
This speed is very fast, and even surpasses the speed of ordinary warrior warriors.
Huh!
Lin Xuan dodged quickly, and the place where he originally stood was wrapped in sky petals, forming a ruin.
"Avoid it again!" Yumian Langjun's face was somber and terrible, his body trembling slightly.
As a powerful spirit, letting a little ghost run away under his hands one after another, which made him very embarrassed.
"Is the bloodline just the role of that cloak?" Yu Mianlang Jun's eyes were so hot that he did not believe that Lin Xuan had this ability. He wanted to use the black cloak.
"The black cloak looks like a magic weapon, and the sword in that kid's hand is also a magic weapon."
"A warrior at the beginning of the spiritual realm possessed two magical artifacts. Which disciple is this?" Yun Langjun took a deep breath.
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