Lin Luo had a powerful attack, and did not hesitate. He quickly withdrew his sword to resist the numerous disciples of Zhengyi Sect.

A group of people surrounded him and slashed at Lin Luo's head from top to bottom.

Lin Luo immediately blocked the Tungsten Dragon Sword and pressed against the slashing sword.

Although the Tungsten Dragon Sword can block the big sword, it cannot withstand the force of the chopping of several big swords.

Four or five big swords pressed firmly on the Tungsten Dragon Sword. Lin Luo was not a person who was good at power, let alone the force of dealing with the unity of four or five people! He held the hilt of the sword in one hand and pressed the sword spine at the front of the Tungsten Dragon Sword with the other hand. In this way, the Tungsten Dragon Sword bent out an extremely obvious arc under the force of several people.

Lin Luo knew that the Tungsten Dragon Sword was a best two-foot four-iron sword, but it was not a magic weapon. If a few people pressed this way, it would probably be a good Tungsten Dragon Sword, and it would be crushed and difficult to recover.

"Come on, kill him!"

Seeing that the other party was stopped, the disciples of Zhengyi rushed to the other stunned disciples.

At this moment, Lin Luo was suppressed by five big swords and was unable to move. At this time, just one person stabbed him from the side, and Lin Luo's life would be able to be defeated.

The few people who suddenly realized the understanding of the situation on the field seemed to see a big golden ingot when they saw Lin Luo. As long as they killed this Lin surname, they might be favored by the elders and became personal disciples. They were the best! They reacted and lit up their swords and slashed at Lin Luo, for fear that they would not be able to grab this treasure after the first half of the beat, and they rushed over at the speed of light skills.

Trapped to death, Lin Luo's thoughts became clearer. A few days ago, Shangcai fought with the Lord of the Invisible Moon Palace in Baihua Palace, and his understanding of the actual combat was even more experienced.

He took a breath, curled up with the force of his whole body, stood on the sky with his head and his feet, and fell over. He held the sword with one hand and slammed the ground with the other hand.

Holding the sword in one hand, the strength was unstable, and the swords of the five disciples of the sect all slid towards the tip of the sword, and they were about to cut on Lin Luo. At this time, a palm-strike of the tunnel on the ground made Lin Luo's whole body rush up. He kicked his legs and spread his feet, and kicked the enemy's wrists at the soles of his feet.

Although Lin Luo lost all his internal strength, his strength was still much stronger than these little disciples. The one-month-old iron sword was not a white back, and the one with a sword was not a waste of time to catch a bird!

Although the people who suppressed Lin Luo had been kicked away by Lin Luo's serial kicks, several disciples who were robbing the merits with their swords in front of them came to him.

Lin Luo held the center of gravity with one hand, held the sword with the other hand, and the fast sword flashed out. In the cold light and lightning, there were a few clusters of blood on the Tungsten Dragon Sword.

Two swords stabbed people's hearts. Lin Luo tightened his waist and turned his legs outside, and kicked a disciple's Tianlinggu. His whole body rebounded and was greatly strengthened. He turned back and stood by the wall.

"Come again!" Lin Luo's eyes were so bitter that they were so angry that they burst into tears. This time they broke through the opponent and attacked them. The momentum rose sharply. In response, the audience was silent.

Everyone calmed down and glanced at the ground. While fighting and breathing, Lin Luo broke the control and killed the three of them. He himself performed a series of performances. He turned his head and kicked the big swords of the five people with his feet, then kept his head and feet on his feet and stabbed the two of them in the hearts, and swirled his feet to avoid the five people around him. He kicked the Tianling Gave of a disciple and killed him immediately!

Just now, everyone was thinking about how to kill Lin Luo first and gain the favor of the leader.

The few people who were slow to react just now were extremely grateful, and they were glad that they had just reacted half a beat, otherwise they would have been one of the three people who fell to the ground at this moment.

The three people were dealt with neatly and neatly in abruptly. Lin Luo was in a state of great power for a moment. All the disciples of the righteous sect dared to surround Lin Luo by the wall and keep a distance of ten feet, for fear that Lin Luo would suddenly kill.

Ye Xiaoqing saw Lin Luo kicking so quickly, and a series of movements were completed in one go. In the blink of an eye, three dead bodies were added to the ground. He was shocked. He could still be so powerful without internal strength. At this moment, his subordinates were completely suppressed by Lin Luo. Even if he ordered a joint attack, the disciples would not have any effect.

"Does go, let me learn about the swordsmanship of Master Lin!" Ye Xiaoqing didn't say much, and shouted softly that the disciples of the sect retreated one after another, leaving the two of them with an empty venue for the competition.

This time, Lin Luo lost all his strength, and Ye Xiaoqing threw out two red ribbons without hesitation.

Last time, he was hit by Lin Luo's cold internal force, and Ye Xiaoqing has been thinking about how to compete with Lin Luo's powerful internal force during this period. After touching the violent internal force, the ordinary sleeves could not support them and shattered directly. Now the two red sleeves that Ye Xiaoqing used are a treasure that can be named in this sect - Yunxia Hongxiu!!

The red sleeves of the colorful skirt are extraordinary. Originally, the red sleeves and the colorful skirts of the colorful skirts and the clouds were all treasures. They were created by masters who walked in the world before the moon was invited to the moon. However, now the master is very skilled and cannot use these external objects at all. The demonic field is unfolded and the internal force is infused with ordinary sleeves, which can be broken into gold and broken stones.

She and Xia Mo are both young ladies in the sect. Isn’t it easy to get Huo Yun Hongxiu?

The name of the clouds and red sleeves is also very appropriate. The sleeves fly out and spread out, like the burning clouds in the dusk and sunset. This pair of red sleeves is not only bright in color, but also made of silk from the sky silk from the extreme north. The sky silk is extremely tough and is not afraid of ordinary swords. Generally, sharp swords and weapons cannot be destroyed by destroying a single bit. The sky silk is unique in character and is more eased injecting internal strength. After taking it, Ye Xiaoqing couldn't put it down, and even thought of meeting Lin Luo for three hundred battles as soon as possible to try the new weapons.

But Lin Luo didn't know about these things, and only thought that Ye Xiaoqing had changed into a pair of long-sleeved pairs.

Facing the swinging sleeves, the tungsten dragon sword in his hand was slow and used a set of atmospheric and steady Quanzhen sword technique.

Lin Luo also knew the current situation. He lost all his internal strength and had sufficient internal strength to deal with the witch. He rashly responded with a fast sword. Moreover, without internal strength, Lin Luo's speed of the Yizi Sword has also been reduced, so he may not be able to gain any advantage when he tried it now.

The heavy Quanzhen sword technique was used, and it really resisted the attack of the witch.

He came out of his sword and stabbed Hongxiu, but made a bizarre sound of golden objects intersecting.

Lin Luo raised his eyebrows and was shocked. He thought he could hurt his sleeves with a chance, but he tried this Liuyun sleeve, but he didn't expect that after the stabbing, he made a crisp metallic sound. This red sleeve is not an ordinary yarn red sleeve, it is really a strange thing!

After a sudden break, Lin Luo's aura was slightly weakened. Lin Luo looked around and there were six disciples of the Zhengyi Sect in addition to the witch. It was not a solution to continue to waste this way.

Now that all internal strength is lost, it depends entirely on strength to control the sword. With Ye Xiaoqing's continuous consumption, when he is exhausted, it is time for him to die!

Lin Luo took a long breath and stabilized the accumulated momentum.
Chapter completed!