Chapter 1,86

Looking at the shadow of the sword and hanging over, Lin Yun reached out and held the sword to get out of the sheath.

Oh!

The funeral flowers shook, and Lin Yun's eyes flashed in different colors, and they woke up sharply.

The eyes of the hundred ghost night lines are the funeral swords in his hands. Although I don't know the specific situation of this array, it is very miserable once the sword is pulled out.

Thinking of Ye Feifan said that many people ignore the first level, and even the first level is not even needed.

Even if he was lucky enough to pass the level, he would die in the second level. Lin Yun vaguely thought about something.

Perhaps, it wasn't that they intentionally ignored the first level, but did not notice the weirdness of this array. Once the sword was pulled, some means and strength will be restricted by the formation method.

It is not neglected, but because of forced.

That's it!

Lin Yun enlightened in his heart, and there was no other explanation other than that.

And the people who break through the level are dead, and the weirdness of the hundred ghosts does not explain to others. People only see that the barrier to the first level does not need a hole card in the first level.

The key to the night line is the sword in my hands.

Good yin poisonous means!

Lin Yun passed through the chill and looked at it, and found that it was too late to want to dodge.

Jin Wu Jiuchang!

When it was impossible to get out, Lin Yun reached out and loosen his shoulders, and turned Jinwujiu's transformation method to the extreme. The figure was empty. In many sword lights that were twisted, he turned around and dodged back and forth.

When the body of the body was dazzling, the people who watched were dazzling and shocked.

But even so, Lin Yun finally delayed some time. When he landed, he was injured by three places on his body.

Alas!

The blood was dyed in the instantly, but it was not the key to look at it. It looked scary and hurt.

"kill!"

Seeing his fall, a hundred black swordsmen, each of which changed their steps like the overwhelming arrows, crushed the void, and killed Lin Yunchong like lightning.

Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of the golden stone kept sounding, Lin Yunjian couldn't get out of the sheath, resisting the black swordsman killed by the Quartet.

Even though the sword did not produce sheaths, the means of Lin Yunshi exhibited are still amazing, showing the exquisite kendo accomplishment.

Dance such as fallen leaves, turning back and forth, defensive dense wind.

Too much!

There are too many people. One hundred swordsmen in black, each time, kills him at each time. The single -pair may be defeated, but it can be held up, back and forth, and everywhere, Lin Yun takes this to lose his swordsmanship everywhere.

Then, then

After a wave, the other party immediately came with another wave. One hundred people were divided into ten groups, one group, and a group of ten people could launch an offensive against him without stopping.

The dark shadow, boundless, tide and tide, endless.

"What's going on? Why don't Lin Yun pull a sword!"

"No more swords, but I really can't hold it ..."

"If you do n’t pull the sword, you have to damage 50 % of the swords.

The situation between the scene is extremely dangerous. Lin Yun has never moved his sword, and the people who watch it are extremely puzzled.

Although Lin Yun took the Thunder Sword, although everyone was not very optimistic, but it was only the first level. Lin Yun should not have a problem.

But now, Lin Yun made himself extremely passive.

The other party is like a tide, waves of waves, fast and ruthless. There is no offense, blind defense, and the subtle defending will be the moment of collapse.

"This kid, won't you see anything?"

Elder Feng Jia saw that Lin Yun never pulled his sword, his face could not help but change, and he seemed very nervous.

Feng Xuanzi sneered: "See again

How, pulling the sword is dead, not to pull the sword, it will only die more, and the horizontal vertical is a dead word! "

"Also."

The elders of the Feng family, seeing Lin Yun's embarrassment, laughed when they heard the words.

This is Yangmou, which has nothing to do with whether you can see the clue.

"Can't go like this!"

Lin Yun secretly thought about it, half a noise, and his eyes flashed in his eyes.

Fighting with people, there is never the truth that it is not attacked.

It's not so simple to kill me!

Seeing that ten black swordsmen killed again, Lin Yun browed his brows lightly, and his eyes sturdy.

When everyone couldn't imagine, he slapped his palm with a fierce slap on the swords of the flower, and he heard a loud noise.

boom!

At the end of the scabbard, the scabbard entered the ground two inches at the end, and the magnificent sword was turned out of the hurricane. The dozen black swordsmen who were killed retreated, and then stood up negatively.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Don't you really pull a sword?"

"My day, it's so arrogant! I never heard of it, who did not need a sword, so I broke the Bai Gui Night Sword Array!"

Seeing this scene, the swordsman of the entire Qingyan Square was torrament, and it all exclaimed.

Zhao Yan and others on the rooftop also opened their mouths and opened their mouths.

"Don't……"

In the battle seat, Elder Bai looked nervous and stood up involuntarily.

Luo Hua's big big: "Sit down."

Elder Bai's face was tangled, sitting down unwillingly.

"Hahaha, this kid was completely stunned, he couldn't help it!" Elder Feng's elder laughed on the VIP stage, his eyes were fierce, as if he had seen that Lin Yun was broken by a hundred black swordsmen.

There is no place for death.

"snort!"

Feng Xuanzi snorted coldly and didn't say much.

But the look on his face was extremely cold, his look was silent, his eyes looked at Lin Yun, and the other party was already a dead person in his eyes.

"hey-hey!"

Feng Xiaoyu held back and grinned, his face was extremely excited.

But at this time, Lin Yun did not know when, there was an extra jade flute. When the jade flute was placed in her lips, Lin Yun's long hair separated from the middle, without wind automatic, flying up and down.

At that moment, Lin Yun's nearly perfect facial features, handsome to flawless faces made all women present couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

It's so beautiful!

Mo Mao is like Yu, the son is unparalleled, so I'm afraid.

Gongshang Jiao Zheng Yu, the twelve rhythm of yin and yang, and the rhythm of the rhythm.

As soon as I entered this door, the opening was the voice of the prince!

Lin Yun's slightly closed eyes, at the moment the other party killed, opened it fiercely.

boom!

The magnificent and mighty sword, so as much as possible at this moment, showed an unprecedented sharp edge in an instant.

The voice of the prince, the half -step gods of the sword, the sacred purifier purple jade god bamboo flute. Play a song of dust swordsmanship, I ask, where does the flower start?

The sound of the flute sound is the roar emitted by Tianzi later, the sound is shocking, and the tremor is trembling.

All the black swordsmen shrouded in the sword, the movement instantly stiffened, and before thinking about it, I was shrouded in the boundless sword. Under the oppression of the sound of the prince, it felt like the people were facing the emperor.

The pressure is covered, like a thin ice!

As far as you are, you dare not look straight!

!!

The aggressive hundreds of swordsmen were difficult to approach Lin Yun in an instant. Under the shroud of the flute, it instantly flattened. Lin Yun used a disadvantage of a hundred enemy.

Hundreds of swordsmen messped with their feet instantly.

In the center of Qingyan Plaza, there is a sword light that keeps flickering. Each swordsman in black faces this unimaginable sword potential.
To be continued...