Ten Gods

A piece of white lotus floated out of Lin Tian's eyebrows, like a lotus rain, floating in the air, so that the old drunkard suddenly moved, the first time in both eyes flashed Zhan Zhan Jing Mang. But then, the old drunkard’s face was smiling again.

"Hey!"

White lotus fluttered, and the sound of snoring came out.

When Sasuke and Lingye saw this scene, they changed color, especially Lingye. A few days ago, he personally suffered the attack of Bai Lian. It was just a piece that made him feel uncomfortable, but at the moment, it was a pile of dense!

Suddenly, Lingye retreated and quickly evaded with Sasuke.

Lin Tian looks cold and indifferent, stepping forward in the footsteps.

"Hey!"

In the hands of a long sword, Lei Yan swordsman swept, and the two men rolled over.

There was severe pain from time to time in the chest, but Lin Tian’s face had no expression, only the eyes were cold. At this time, there were not many real yuan in his body, and the injury was deteriorating. So, after the white lotus was sacrificed, he directly launched two ceremonies and waved the sword in the fastest way.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

The long sword constantly collided with Sasuke Lingye. Although the two men were not weak and had good combat power, this time they looked very embarrassed. One was to avoid the white lotuses around them, and the other was to be suppressed by Lin Tian’s powerful warfare. Living.

"what!"

Suddenly, the screams sounded, and a lotus flower floated into the sea of ​​Sasaki.

Although it was only one piece, it was enough to make it painful. The whole person seemed to be hit by the thunder in an instant.

Lin Tian's eyes flashed a touch of cold mans, his body squatted slightly, then leaped out, and Zou was wrong.

"puff!"

The blood spattered in the air, and the screams of Sasaki came to an abrupt end.

With a bang, Sasuke’s body fell to the ground, and there was a **** mark in the throat, blood flowing.

The sword of lightning, a sword and a throat!

"So fast!"

"After being so hurt, I can still do this step!"

"Really..."

Many people are worried.

These strengths are too perverted!

"Only you are left!"

Lin Tian turned his head and swept to Lingye.

Facing Lin Tian's indifferent eyes, Lingye's heart trembled, and at the peak, he couldn't help but take a step back.

The spirit of Lin Tian’s body is too strong!

"Death!"

Lingye screamed, and the real yuan shook, and he pulled out a very strong sword.

Lin Tian's eyes were slightly condensed, and he quickly retreated, evading the sword. However, the next moment, he was slightly moved, because Lingye did not kill after the sword was pulled out, but ran towards the direction of the strong crowd.

"You predecessors, save me!"

Business called yeye wherein

Lin Tian’s expression was very cold, and the war was even more powerful. Lingye was afraid and completely lost the courage of fighting.

"Rubbish!"

Lin Tian disdains.

However, he had to admit that Ling’s move made him a lot easier.

At this moment, he mobilized all the real elements in the body, and the eyebrows were completely bright again. The white lotus petals floating in the air quickly gathered toward the middle, and instantly condensed into a short sword about five inches long.

"kill!"

Lin Tian is cold.

With a bang, the short sword, like a lightning bolt, came in abruptly and directly fell into the back of Lingye.

Lingye immediately screamed, and fell to the ground, tumbling and twitching, like crazy, constantly tearing his head, and even ruining the scalp, the scene can be described as shocking. However, gradually, gradually, Lingye’s screams became weak, and the range of motion became smaller. Eventually, it completely lost its movement.

Lotus sword, smashed its knowledge of the sea!

"died!"

"Chu Xuan, Zuo Wei, Lingye..."

"It’s like killing three people, it’s only a hundred breaths."

"This guy, with such a heavy injury, actually killed the three traitors so quickly?"

"This……"

Seeing this scene, all the disciples of the Burning Yangzong were sluggish.

"It’s good to kill!"

It’s happy, sad, and with an indescribable emotion.

In the distance, the chiefs of the Burning Sun and others are staring straight at Lin Tian. How many teenagers can there be between heaven and earth?

"cough!"

Lin Tian coughed up blood, supported the body with a sword, and squatted for a while.

With the seriously injured body, the strong action of using the real yuan, killing three sea monks in a row, his injury at this moment has become heavier than before, and even his vision has become blurred. However, despite the smirk on his face, he looked at the old drunkard not far away: "Old guy, here, I solved it."

The old drunk laughed, and a drop of wine floated out of the gourd. He was directly plunged into Lin Tiankou: "The kid, this thing is very precious. You have wasted two drops today." The words, the old drunk turned and looked to the burning The direction of the elder of Yangzong Luojing: "The disciple did the disciple's work. Next, when the master came to clean up,"

The old drunkard smiled on his face and stepped forward to the front. There, it was the direction of Qi Xuange Yi Zhengxing.

"Li Changfeng, you..."

"Hey!"

A sword sounded, and it was easy to fall straight out and spurt blood.

There was no killing on the old drunkard's face. From the beginning to the end, he kept a faint smile: "When you were in the Imperial City, you gave him a killer. I don't know you, but I don't want to. You have been killed all the way to the Burning Sun." So three times and five times to other people's disciples, have you ever thought that being a master will be angry?"

Yi Zhengzheng stood up and his face was extremely ugly: "You..."

"Hey!"

Another shrill sword rang, everyone only heard the sound, never saw the old drunkard swinging the sword, but the easy wounds once again flew out, a large piece of blood spattered in the air, so that everyone scalp hemp.

In this scene, even the pupils of the elders of the Bailian Square are tightening.

Easy to get hurt, the wolf is climbing up, with two sharp sword marks on the chest, and even the shadow of the ribs can be seen.

"You... you have been bullying everyone! You are not decadent!"

Easy to hurt the face color iron blue.

"boom!"

When I was just injured, I just spoke. The whole person flew again and there was a clear footprint on the chest.

“Abandoned or not, can you have any relationship with you?”

The old drunkard is faint.

When talking about these words, the old drunkard's steps are always gentle, step by step to move closer.

Yi Zhengzheng once again stood up, but did not dare to open again, but step by step back, all the way back to the hundred refining workshops before the elders stopped: "predecessors." The power of the old drunk makes it easy to hurt Some of the tremors, two times were bruised, and one was smashed, but he did not even see the action of the old drunkard!

The alchemy of the Baanfangfang nodded, and Yizheng was an elder of Qixuange. This time it was also to help them through the refining workshop. He naturally would not look at the suffering of Yizheng. Stepping forward, he looked at the old drunkard and said coldly: "It seems that everyone is underestimating you, but Li Junior, don't be too arrogant."

The old drunkard still hangs a smile on his face. If he is too elders in the refining workshop, he does not care at all: "I don't want to kill anyone who has been killed. It used to be, now, and later." The drunkard continued: "Get out of my eyes, and then settle with your hundred refining workshops later."

The voice of the old drunkard is very dull, so that the singer of the singer is too cold for the elders: "The madman of the madman, the old man will see, what step did you develop in this year's peerless genius?" Dozens of knives once again trembled and floated into the air, screaming.

"Forty-nine together!"

The centuries-old elders screamed at the elders, manipulating forty-nine soldiers and squeezing them to the old drunkards.

However, in the next moment, the elders of the Baicang Square changed color, because the figure of the old drunkard disappeared, and it disappeared silently into his vision.

"I said, I will go away from my eyes."

A voice rang on the side of the body.

The hundred refining workshops were shocked by the elders, and they looked at them. The old drunkard was already there.

"you……"

"Snapped!"

The old drunkard slaps his back, and the elders of the refining workshop suddenly flew out and slammed into the church.

"Elders!"

Several giants in the Bailianfang were discolored, and they all raised a chill.

At this moment, everyone was shocked and looked like a ghost.

A slap, shoot the top of the emptiness of the nine empty! ?

"This old guy, is it so powerful?"

Lin Tiandu trembled. When he was in the Imperial City, Jade Wushuang once said that the old drunkard is no worse than the elders of the Yangzong Emperor. But now it seems that Jade Musou still underestimates the fighting power of the old drunkard. The elders of the Bailian Square and the elders of the Yangzong Emperor were reconciled. Nowadays, the old drunkards can take the slap of the slap in the air and throw away the elders of the refining workshop. a lot of.

At this time, the expression of the people of the Burning Suns is excitement and excitement to the extreme.

"Sucking refreshed!"

Tu Shudao.

Further afield, the elders of the ruins of the Yang dynasty couldn’t help but scream, and the man who had been forced down by him to burn the yang dynasty, after so many years, still as good as that of the past, as enchanting as he was, he felt very pleased. .

At this point, only the face that is easy to hurt is the most ugly, and the eyes are full of fear.

"you you……"

Staring at the old drunkard, it is easy to get back from the scar.

Even the elders of the hundreds of refining workshops can slap and fly, how can such people resist? How to fight?

The old drunkard went to the front of Yizheng, and gently lifted the sword.

"When the years have passed, after so many years, I have finally received a gangster. It is the only thing in my life that has some meaning. I have a lot of expectations for the future." The old drunkard’s voice is lazy: "Just, you Every old guy has to jump out and bully him. To be honest, I am really not very happy."

Easy to hurt and tremble, said: "I am just..."

"puff!"

A skull flew up and flew far beyond a dozen feet.

Business people turned around, looking to the people, and so on.