Urban Young Fairy

The dust went away from the ancient sword and was nailed to the ground in front of Yujinglong. Dust × edge?

This is a hard surface. Under the sword, it is like cotton. It is easily broken open.

Seeing Lin’s actions like this, everyone else is a glimpse.

Isn't this the equivalent of dusting away from the ancient sword?

"He is still afraid of it." Someone sighed.

"Is this not a normal thing? As long as it is not a fool, you know that you should not oppose Jiangnan Jianzong, let alone come to Yujinglong!" Another person agrees with Lin’s approach.

On the one hand, Muboyun's face is loose and loose, as long as Lin also believes, then everything is negotiable.

"The trough, this sword is so given? Your kid is too suffocating!" Wang Jintong looked dissatisfied.

Different people, different ideas, looking at Lin also eyes, but also means a lot.

Lin also stood there, his face was not salty and not light, just looking at the Yujinglong, who had no action yet, faintly said: "Why, let you pull the sword, can't understand my words?"

"You want a sword, I will give it to you, you can't get it, look at your skills."

Yu Jinglong heard a cold cry: "You count."

He has a slight convergence in his imposing manner, and he thinks that Lin is doing the same thing, just giving himself a step down.

Yu Jinglong took a few steps, stood in front of the sword, staring at the ancient sword, and his eyes were much harder.

"The master often said that the Mujia ancient sword is a sacred soldier. It is only within the sword sect. There are too many people who have no relationship, and I am the true person of the day. Today, this sword, I am on behalf of Jiangnan Jianzong, personally under!"

When Yu Jinglong’s words fell, he reached out and held the hilt in his palm. A little coolness came from the palm of his hand.

It’s just that Yujinglong didn’t take it for granted. What’s more, the sword’s blade was only three inches into the ground. It’s so shallow, and it’s not a minute to pull out the sword.

He exerted his strength and rushed up!

"Ok?"

Yu Jinglong has a slight glimpse.

In the hands of the dust is actually no signs of breaking the soil, the silk does not move!

"Why don't you come out?"

The onlookers looked at Yujinglong and whispered curiosity.

Yu Jinglong looked at Lin Lin and blinked: "Glyphs!"

He was cold and cold, and his hands suddenly increased his strength. On the back of his palm, the blue veins burst, try again and pull out the sword.

The dust from the ancient sword is firmly inserted into the ground, and it does not move, as if it were a sea **** needle.

"No, he doesn't want to pick it up, but he can't get it!"

On the one hand, Wang Jintong was somewhat careless. At this moment, his face suddenly changed. Like what he thought of, he fixed his eyes and looked at it.

His voice fell in the ears of other people, and suddenly a group of people changed their faces, and all of them reacted.

"Yu Jinglong can't get this sword?"

"It shouldn't be."

"No, I really can't get it! He has a blue vein on his back, obviously it is a great effort! But the sword, there is no movement at all!"

The people around me suddenly lost.

Just as they saw it with their own eyes, the ancient sword flew from Lin’s hands to Yujinglong, and was inserted in the earth and stone in front of him!

But at the moment, Yu Jinglong really can't pull the sword out!

Muboyun’s face changed a little, and Yu Jinglong’s body and Su Shi’s face were even more blue.

"Puzzle, try again, pull out is yours, how, heart?"

Lin also blew a whistle at Yu Jinglong, his mouth was slightly raised, and his tone was more jokes, but this kind of discourse was undoubtedly slap on the face of Yu Jinglong!

"you wanna die!"

Yu Jinglong’s words were furious, and he looked at Lin Yi. His mouth was full of anger: “Do you think that with some small means, you can stop me from taking the sword? It’s too naive!”

"Give me up!"

Yu Jinglong suddenly raised his head and slammed. He let go of the hand holding the hilt and turned to the ground.

Between the time of the arrival, the powerful and unparalleled strength poured out from him like Hong Tao. Between the loud noises, the land around Yujinglong was shocked into a gravel!

The dust and sand that suddenly rised up and the people around him coughed.

When everything is quiet, the dust and sand disappear with the wind, and everyone looks at it at a glance, but it is on the spot.

Five meters from the center of Yujinglong, the ground cracks are not the same, but the ancient sword is on the ground, and the ball on the ground pointed by Jianfeng is intact!

The sword is still standing, the blade is still quite straight, and under the sunlight, there is a bit of cold.

"I don't believe it! Give it to me!"

Yu Jinglong saw it, and his anger was even worse. There was a sense of shame that was fooled.

He screamed and swayed in his clothes, and the entire palm became a big outline in an instant. The whole palm had a terror of horror, and it shot from it.

This time, he did not want to pull the sword, but rushed to the hilt, and squatted directly across the road, intending to use the power to slash the ancient sword.

boom!

At the moment when Yujinglong’s palms reached the hilt, the huge sound waves were wrapped with extremely strong enthusiasm and erupted toward the surrounding.

For a time, some of the humble people flew out directly by this sudden temperament.

The power of arrogance has caused many people to change color. Even a few masters of Jiangnan Jianzong, because they are too close to the position of Yujinglong, they are caught off guard and are retreated backwards. This shows how powerful Yujinglong is.

"how is this possible!"

The next second, Yu Jinglong's feminine face is full of sultry, watching the ancient sword that does not move, bursting out.

He, the genius of Jiangnan Jianzong for a hundred years, could not afford a sword!

A shameful shame!

The ancient sword that has long been longing for is just ahead!

Others listened to the arrogant voice of Yujinglong, and saw the ancient sword in the field. For a moment, no one dared to breathe loudly, fearing that it would be affected by the anger of Yujinglong.

More people look at Lin Yi, who is standing there, Haizhou Lin master, really deserved reputation!

Some people sigh in the bottom of their hearts, full of admiration.

"What kind of hands and feet did you move in the end!" Yu Jinglong showed fierce light, and the violent swells, rushing toward Lin, and slamming against Lin’s face, slamming his fist.

Rumble!

Yujinglong fists burst into a burst of sound in the air~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The momentum is extremely large, and this fist goes down, even if it is a hard stone wall, I am afraid I will be wearing a boxing!

Lin also looked at Yujinglong, who was in the blink of an eye, and lifted his foot. His sole was able to step on the face of Yujinglong.

When this foot stepped out, it happened to be the moment when Yujinglong’s fist was five centimeters away from Lin’s cheek, which made Yujing’s dragon fist nowhere to vent. Finally, his whole person was taken out by Lin Yizhen. distance.

Yujinglong quickly flew in the air, and quickly fell to the ground, but in the eyes of everyone, Yujinglong’s half cheeks were marked with extremely deep footprints.

Some bruises, some deep red, make his cheeks and some handsome cheeks, look at the moment, the wolverines are like the fields of climbing and rolling muddy cows!

"Give you a chance, but you can't use it yourself, the sword can't get up, Jiangnan Jianzong's centuries-old genius? But that's it."

Lin also slowly walked forward, standing in front of the ancient sword, exploring his hand, the palm of his right hand, leaning on the hilt, in the eyes of everyone, the five fingers clenched.

(End of this chapter)