Battling Records of the Chosen One

In the ring, the battle broke out.

Whether it is the sword night, or the knife mad, everyone knows the terrible of the opponent, there is no temptation and reservation, and they all go all out.

Hey!

A purple ancient sword rushes to clear the clear, the night squats in the void, the sword is on the line, the whole body is like a volcano erupting from the eruption, seems to burn the heavens.

The name of the sword is "no device", the ancient meaning is full, the purple gas is transpiration, and it is the king of the army.

Nothing, meaning not sticking to the rules and regulations, doing what you want, breaking through.

This sword, just like the kendo of the nightingale, is a good idea.

A sword is in the hand, and if a kendo emperor comes to the night, the purple sword will sway and squat, and the upper scorpion will be green and the next squat will be unmatched.

For a moment, everyone is moving, eyes and souls have a tingling sensation of being cut, and the purple sword is too flamboyant!

However, laughing in the sky is not inferior.

His breath is like a big day with a singular singularity, and his brilliance is shining, his style is full of brilliance, and his style is full of enthusiasm.

His knives are as good as others, sharp, snowy, like a white star-studded waterfall, traversing the void, sweeping through the universe, and surmounting.

The name of the knife is like "return", and it is a matter of death. Just the name is shocking. Perhaps, just like its knife, it is overbearing, and there is no retreat!

clang! clang! clang! clang!

The horrible collision sounded, and on the battlefield, the two fought together, like the emperor in the sword and the overlord in the knife. For a time, the sword was swaying, the sword was suffocating, and the scene was shocking.

This is indeed the big giant list to the present, the most dazzling and most exciting one-on-one confrontation, the sword and the sword, just like the dragons and the sea, the phoenix!

"too strong!"

In the field, countless spectators breathe in the air, their eyes are wide, and they stare at the battlefield. As the battle progresses, the mind is also pulled tightly, forgetting.

Even though they are old-aged characters, they have been shocked by a stunned one. They have been filled with emotions for a time. Since they were young, they were not as good as two people!

"The Beidou world has produced such two wizards, just like Gemini. No matter the outcome, there will be a place for them to be in the battle of the great world."

Some people are embarrassed and cause a lot of resonance.

"The night smashes its sword. If the emperor is on the verge, there is a view overlooking the mountains and rivers, and the king is on the verge of the world, but it is not locked by the sword. If you want, this kendo is really amazing."

Lin sought to mutter in his heart, and his heart was also attracted.

This battle, just like two rounds of arrogance, made him feel excited and arrogant, and he was eager to participate in the war.

"Looking at the knife of the heavens, there is a tyrannical power of tyranny, and the power of arrogance is like a tyrant. If there is no powerful state of mind, there is no need to fight, and it will be swayed by its power."

Lin Xun's black rushes with the luster of thinking, although the mind is concerned about the details of the battle, the mind is quickly deductive, change yourself, if it is against the two, what should be.

Gradually, his brows clenched.

Can't compare!

Because of the martial arts strength of these two people, it is difficult to judge the depth and level of the martial arts by analysis alone, and it has reached the point where the fire is pure and the heart is sent and received.

Want to beat them unless you fight in person!

Deductions and comparisons alone are not bound to give an exact answer.

Thinking of this, Lin Xun took a deep breath, abandoned his mind and distracted thoughts, and his mind became clear and empty. The ancient wells did not wave, such as the moon filled the sea, clear and dust-free.

Looking at the confrontation on the battlefield, Lin Xun’s state of mind has brought a kind of transcendentality.

Laughing the sky, the nightingale is strong enough to make the world a step, but... not enough to affect his mind!

Three hundred strokes.

Six hundred strokes.

Nine hundred strokes.

......

On the ring, the battle situation has become more and more fierce. The direct killing is dim and dark, and it is difficult to solve the problem. Between Qian and Kun, it is the collision of the sword.

If the thunder and the thunder are green, it seems like the gods are swaying.

Daosheng, Shenhui, Vision... All kinds of scenes appearing in shock, showing that the two are like a **** in the face, playing a peerless battle.

This is undoubtedly a close match, no matter who wants to win, it is extremely difficult!

In the field, it was already silent, and all eyes were attracted.

Some of the weaker generations, because the mind is too ups and downs, and was disturbed by this matchup, they couldn’t help but cough up blood, and almost suffered from the gas.

There are also monks who are enlightened in the battle, benefiting a lot, and having a sense of enlightenment, ecstatic.

A showdown has caused so many things happening outside the court, which is really incredible.

It can also be seen that this matchup is so shocking and superb!

If left in the outside world, it is bound to cause a big sensation in the four major areas of the ancient wilderness.

Until the battle lasted for more than a thousand rounds, the laughing sky and the nightingale were somewhat breathless, and each had injuries.

However, the will of the two men is undoubtedly terrible, and the killing does not reduce the signs of weakness, but it is increasingly fierce and strong.

Unexpectedly, waiting for the two to win the game, the spiritual servant standing outside the battlefield suddenly made a sound and suspended the match.

"Let's stop, fight again, it's the end of both losses."

The spirit servant came out with the law, and the voice just fell. The laughing sky and the nightingale in the field were separated, moved out of the battlefield, and returned to their respective mountains.

This is wrong, can it still be like this?

A good end to a worldly confrontation, but was forced to stop, this is too unpleasant.

Some of the monks, though dissatisfied in their hearts, can face the spiritual servant who is like a god, but they dare to speak out.

Lin Xun nodded secretly. He also saw that fighting again, the two are also destined to be unable to win, because the strength of the two of them is almost at a level, even if there is a difference, it is only a very subtle difference, fundamentally Can not affect the outcome.

"It’s rare that these two people must pay attention to it and cannot be underestimated."

At the foot of the mountain, Yan Yanqiu’s heart is also inevitably emotional. The young people of this generation are so fast that they have risen too quickly. From laughing to the sky and nightingale, he feels a sense of urgency that is about to be caught.

"Laughter, here is only a small giant list battle, can not be a happy battle, if you have the courage, after waiting to go out, we choose another place, and then decide the outcome, how?"

Hawthorn, the night sings open and rang through the clouds.

"Well, I am afraid that you will not dare to go to the appointment when you arrive." Laughing laughter, arrogant and arrogant.

Nightingale raises an eyebrow and then laughs: "Oh? When I suppress you, I hope you can still be so crazy!"

The two are just like a pair of hit enemies. They are **** for tat, and no one is convinced. It is astounding and emotional.

哗啦~~

The servant's sleeves waved, and two magnificent and colorful rains descended from the heavens, bathing the nightingales and laughing at the heavens.

This is the only way for the small giants who compete in the top four rankings to enjoy the treatment, so as not to affect the next duel.

......

In the second game, the forest was found.

And his opponent is the "Van King Sword" Jin Muyun who is the head of the 13th sword of Tongtian Jianzong!

Seeing that these two people confronted each other, the city's appearance warriors are boiling.

"Lin Demon, you used to be yelling, you have to beat Jin Muyun within three strokes, you can never say anything!"

Some people yelled, it’s not too big to watch the excitement.

"Yes, you said, the three strokes won't win, even if you lose, I will wait to see if you dare to say such a big story."

In the field, the snoring is constant, and I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic, waiting to see Lin Xingxiao.

After all, I have just witnessed the contest between swords and swords. Even these two outstanding figures are hard to distinguish between winning and losing. Jin Muyun, who is also qualified to compete in the top four rankings, will be defeated by three strokes.

"This son, this will lift the stone and hit your own feet."

The look of the older generation has become strange.

Aru yelled, and the door was like a thunder: "Don't listen to the crows calling, you will do it three times! Fight the faces of these crows!"

Zhao Jingxi almost couldn't help but roll his eyes. The barbarian said it was too light. Is this deliberately stimulating Lin Xun?

However, Aru also said Zhao Jingxi's thoughts. He heard that these unanimous optimistic voices of Lin Xun in the field, her heart is also not a taste, I can't wait for Lin to directly defeat Jin Muyun, to play the faces of those who watch the fun!

Lin Xun seems to be unaware of these ridicules, jealousy, and sarcasm, and he comes to the battlefield from his own, and his look is dull.

At the same time, Jin Muyun also came, but his face was particularly cold, and the scorpion locked Lin Xun like a sword. He said: "Is it very regretful?"

It was a kind of contempt and insult to him by Lin Xun. This is a kind of contempt and insult to him. Nowadays, it has been mentioned by people. Although they are all looking at the busy thoughts of Lin, they can’t be happy.

"Why do you regret it?" Lin asked.

"Hey! You are stubborn. If you can beat me in three strokes, I promise that in the future, wherever you look for Lin, I will definitely go far."

Jin Muyun’s scorpion is fierce and his words are aggressive. “If you can’t do it, you must not only admit defeat, but also apologize to me, and make a sin for your speech!”

"Good!" Lin Xun promised without hesitation, very casual.

This kind of casual attitude was regarded as a kind of arrogance by Jin Muyun, which made him secretly bite his teeth. This guy is really daring to the point of not knowing how to live and die!

Hey!

A flaming fire, a sword of horror and power, appeared in the hands of Jin Muyun.

Van Gogh sword!

One of the celestial treasures of Tongtian Jianzong, one of the famous kings of Dongshengjie.

A sword in hand, Jin Muyun's body momentum is one of the changes, like a dusty and peerless sword at this moment of the sheath, the edge of the peerless, rushing up, shattering the clouds!

"Come on, let me see and see your real devil!"

Jin Muyun’s words are smashed, and the scorpion’s sword is in the middle of the scorpion.

He wore a jade gown, and his black hair fluttered. If a swordless immortality was on the scene, the style would be dazzling.

Everyone in the field is bright, this is Jin Muyun, and then give him some time to grow, it is likely to become the second Yun Qingbai, invincible under the king!

In the face of these opponents, Lin Dejing actually said that the three strokes can be defeated, which undoubtedly makes everyone feel ridiculous.

is it possible?

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PS: First of all, thanks to the 2nd day of the month and the children's shoes! thank you all!

Today on the 3rd, continue to 5 more outbreaks, this is the first, the schedule is the same as yesterday!

Brothers and sisters, the goldfish is really going out, and the more moon tickets you get, the more you will continue tomorrow!