Battling Records of the Chosen One

One palm, killing a saint king!

The kings in the field were shocked and suddenly changed.

The old man with a chunky yellow robe is a sage king in the world of white, and his status and combat power are called first-class standards in the same world.

Can be killed between the fingers!

From the beginning to the end, Lin seeks to be calm and easy, and the clouds are light and windy. Even if it is shot, there is no trace of fireworks.

"How is it possible?"

Someone lost their voice.

"When the great sacred world, I can cross the border, the sage of the saints, now, Lin and the same place in the same place, killing and so on is also easy, what is impossible?"

Lin searched for a light opening.

He stood by the emptiness, his breath was flat, and his spirit was empty.

"Hurricane!"

A black robe and a thin man were cold and savage.

boom!

The spear shadow building, turned into a field of the party, covered this piece of Tianyu, seeing the field of lightning and thunder, the black fog rolling, the emergence of thousands of heads of the gods, and roaring.

The realm of the Tao -

Three thousand gods!

Lin seeks black and indifferent, not sad or disappointing, and refers to a stroke, a sword and qi plucked out, three thousand feet in vertical and horizontal, and fiercely stern.

Oh!

Seeing the field of the Tao that is intertwined by the horrible law, it is like a piece of cloth that is torn apart by the sword, and the sword is swept away. Wherever it passes, the devil's illusion is completely smashed.

The void is broken under a sword, the world is turbulent, and only the sword is vast!

puff!

The black robe thin man coughed up blood, squatted back, was injured by the sword gas, and the chest was torn open to reveal a blood mark of deep bones, which was almost broken.

hiss!

Seeing this scene, the young robes of the Qing dynasty, Li Wei and others all changed. Even the wind and the snow, and so on, all the holy kings frowned, showing a touch of color.

The strength of the black robe man is not inferior to the presence of some saints in the kingdom, but it is broken by the forest to find a sword, causing a sword injury, no power to fight.

"How can he be so powerful?"

Some big people are suspicious and hesitated.

If they said before, when Lin came to see Lin as a junior, then Lin Xun now has to wait for the existence of a realm with them, and in terms of combat power, he is still in an absolute advantage.

"He has set foot on the sacred kingdom."

The wind is like a snow opening, and the sound is like a cold wind, floating in the field.

He fluttered in white, and a sinister ancient sword floated in front of him, and his body rushed out of the thrilling swordsmanship.

In a word, the audience is shaking.

The sage king's kingdom, if you pretend to be "exclusive" in the front, the meaning can be completely different!

No one expected that Lin Xun, a younger generation, had such extraordinary achievements on the road to the road.

boom!

Just when everyone was in doubt, Lin Xun had sold it again.

He slammed out with a fist, and his fists were ancient, but the power was like lifting out the ancient mountains and smashing out. There was no endless void. Before this boxing, they collapsed. On the void, they were directly crushed by a straight broken track. .

Pointing to a gray robe old man.

This moment, the fist is like a mountain, roaring like a thunder, the potential is unmatched!

"Humph!"

The old man in the gray robe was cold and cold, and his body turned into a tall monkey. The whole body was covered with Wuqing Shenhui, and the blood was rolling like a wolf, spreading ten parties and condensing into a field of one side.

Refining the Holy King!

Moreover, the field of the condensed Tao is like a **** purgatory, cast by the avenue of the road and the blood of the blood, reflecting the ferocious vision of the blood flowing into the sea.

In the looming, there are even screaming ghosts crying out.

The field of these lines has obviously reached an extremely advanced level, like a real world.

And the black-and-white python, which is made by the old man of the gray robes, is like the Lord of the World, sitting on the Bone Mountain, and ruling the **** sea!

boom!

Lin Xun’s boxing power was quickly crushed and destroyed by the bones, blood rivers, gods and other fields, producing a deafening roar, light and rain.

"What is absolutely the holy king, just stepping into this situation, the road is not strong, what is fear!"

Wuqing giant sneer, slap on the bones of the blood, bloody, horrible.

"is it."

Lin searched for black and quiet, and it was a punch.

The same simple punch, but compared with before, but with a terrifying trend, pulling the mysteries of all kinds of avenues, roaring out.

Just a punch, giving people the feeling is like the accompanying of the Heavens Avenue, the interpretation of the law!

"Good temperament!"

Wuqing giant scorpion stunned, and in the loud voice, he waved a white bone stick and violently came. As he moved, the purgatory **** world also moved, and there was a black fog.

boom!

The two collide, the world is shaking, the sun and the moon are dull.

When the smoke is in the air, I will see the Wuqing Giant, which is a thousand feet tall, standing in the void, and it is unbelievable.

His voice was hoarse, with a sigh of relief: "How... how can it be so strong..."

When the words were not finished, his body was smashed directly.

Lin searched for this punch, not only ruined the field of his Tao, but also shattered his body. The punch was like a raging thunderstorm, crushing his soul, guilt, bones, flesh and blood, and all the membranes. It is a **** rain.

In the end, even the **** rain that was splashed and smashed by the fists was completely devoid of vitality and completely evaporated in the void.

Refining the Holy King, a drop of blood can be reborn, but it is clear that this gray-robed old man who has become a giant python has no chance of resurrection.

Punch and kill a saint king!

The whole audience trembled.

At this point, but the day, first, the old man with a chunky yellow robe was shot dead, followed by a black robe man was hit hard by a sword.

At this time, the old robes of the black robe were smashed by a punch!

One palm, one sword, one punch, every confrontation, is like a broken bamboo, and ends the battle between the fingers!

Look at Lin Xun, stand by the emptiness, and the clothes are floating, just like the legendary celestial beings, the dust is not stained, and it is unscathed.

"Is there still to die?"

Lin searched for a dull voice and glanced at the audience. The big names looked cloudy and uncertain.

As for the young people such as Chi Lingzi and Shui Biyun, they have long been stunned. Compared with a few days ago, Lin Xun is now powerful enough to make them unimaginable!

"I come."

The wind is like a snow drifting out, the look is indifferent, the crown is better than the snow.

The spirit of everyone in the room is alive.

The wind is like a snow, a deserved sacred king, but also a martial art prince, who is unrivaled by the war, can be set by him, the overall situation can be fixed!

Speaking of it, although their pedestrians are coming together, they are all from the nine worlds, belonging to different camps, and their minds are different.

Just like when I was looking for a shot, even if I killed two big men, it was only for them to be shocked and shocked. I didn’t plan to shoot from start to finish.

"Hey!"

The sword is like a tide.

That sinister ancient sword, screaming in the wind before the snow, like the desire to drink blood, the wind like snow, also changed at this moment.

White is like a fairy, and the sword is like a god!

He stood there, releasing the horrible power, and oppressed other big men to breathe, feeling extremely depressed.

The clouds of Tianyu are all broken, and the emptiness of the sky is like a bow to him!

Lin sought a black and bright light, and he said with emotion: "There is finally a compelling opponent, I hope not to let Lin disappointed."

In a word, everyone in the room is full of anger. This is really crazy enough. What kind of character is the wind like snow?

So, what are these people? Don't you watch a sun?

"Disappointed? No, you must die."

The wind is like a snowy wave, the white hair is flying, and the whole person's momentum is becoming more and more fierce. It is like a sword that hangs on the sky, and its light shines on the mountains and rivers.

Hey!

With a wave of his sleeves, the dumb ancient sword that had been in the front for a long time was swept out.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth are like the curtains, and they seem to be unable to withstand the power of this sword, and they are blasting, and the swords are wrapped in pure power to the extreme strength.

Bang~

The mountains and rivers are in turmoil, the ten parties are trembled, and the big people in the room are sucking in the cool air. This is the style of a sacred king, which is unimaginable.

"Yes, yes, the whetstone that serves as Lin is already qualified."

In the laughter, Lin Xun slammed into the air, and his figure appeared, and the spirit of the gods broke out like a lonely chaos.

A terror wave that everyone can't imagine, broke out from Lin Xun, and it seems to be crushing the ages of the ages. The entire Jiuding Mountains are trembled, and thousands of miles away. All the creatures are shaking and squatting.

"This……"

"This is what it is like to be a holy king!"

In the field, everyone was surprised. The previous Lin Xun, plain and timid, such as the celestial spirit, and at this moment when he really runs the power, that power, it seems to cover the sky!

boom!

As early as the tremors of the crowd, Lin Xun had a punch, and the dumb ancient sword was hard.

Boxing and swords are intertwined, creating a turbulent turbulence like Jin Ge. There is no such thing as a splash of light, and the turbulent fluctuations spread.

The wind is like a snow brow.

This sword did not hurt the other side.

However, I saw Lin’s figure as a slight stagnation, and then immediately slammed it all.

“The world is the same!”

The wind is like a snowy calm, Zhuangsu, the palms of the dark and ancient swords, the interpretation of their own kendo, the sword is arrogant, leading Zhou Tian's general trend in Jianfeng, each sword has the ability to kill ghosts, subvert the power of Qiankun, so close to near It is also very strong.

Looking far away, like a peerless sword **** under the scorpio!

That kind of style, so the audience was amazing.

The sacred king, the masters of the sacred, the sword and the magic, is the power comparable?

However, to everyone's surprise, under the wind and snow, Lin Xun actually did not fall into the wind!

His figure shines, his body is flowing, and he walks, and he never gives up and dodge. He is a fist to kill and fight hard.

In an instant, the two have been in clashes for hundreds of rounds, from the sky to the underground, moving away from the flash of eight thousand miles, the direct killing of the dark, the sand and the sand, the mountains and rivers, all turned into a broken place.

That is a scene of confrontation in the world. It seems that the big people in the scene are ups and downs and can't calm down. No one has thought that Lin Xun, a young man who has just set foot on the sage's kingdom, can be like a legendary kendo giant like the wind. contend!

This is completely unexpected.

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