Battling Records of the Chosen One

"cut!"

The dumb ancient sword plundered, ignoring the space, killing the wind, and cutting the world.

Long battles, the wind is like a snow, the more beautiful, the white hunting, the Lin seeks to be treated as a big enemy.

His sword is full of power, and in terms of combat power, it is indeed the strongest opponent that Lin Xun has encountered in these years.

His people are like his sword, fierce, pure, and no nonsense.

In exchange for the forest search before the break, even if it can block these attacks, it will certainly feel very difficult.

After all, this is a true and sacred sacred king, and it has been cultivated to an extremely high level, far from being ordinary.

It’s just that for today’s Lin Xun, the wind and snow show strong strength, but there is no big threat.

boom!

He arbitrarily throws his fists and interprets his own methods. If the body is in a chaotic manner, it reflects the image of the great devastating, traversing the void, and destroying all the attacks. It is unstoppable.

After the fierce battle, Lin searched for a laugh: "If the technique stops here, there will be ten breaths, and you will lose!"

The voice is stunned and it is stirring for nine days.

The group is full of doubts. Where does this son come from, how dare he say so much?

But when the wind is like a snow, the figure is silent, and the figure is in a void, and then take a deep breath, and the two eyes are shining, and the millions of swords are surging.

"Sword field - no life!"

boom!

Above the void, the wind is like a snow figure, releasing it like a tidal sword, spreading it and turning it into a powerful sword in the field.

The sword is like a road, the road is like a domain, and there is no life in the domain!

Instantly, all the people had a sting in front of them, and their hearts were shocked by the horrible sword.

No birth sword field!

This is the field of the road that has been tempered by the wind and snow. It is like a world of swords, and it is branded as a world of swords.

Lin Xun once asked the Qingyang knife emperor. If the two saints and the kings are confronted by the field, how to break the game.

Qingyang Knife’s answer is only one sentence: “The dispute over the field is like the battle of the avenue, the strong is born, the weak is dead!”

The wind-free "no-sword field" is very strong, and Lin will cover it for a moment and suppress it.

boom!

Seeing the swordlessness, intertwined with the power of the avenue like the world order, with the momentum of the wind and the sea, the suppression of Lin Xun from all sides.

That mountain river, grass, sky, light and shadow, the void... are all swords, all killing!

There is no life under the sword, it is a field of no life.

At this moment, Lin Xun also felt a heavy pressure. He was not shocked and rejoicing, showing a smile, what he longed for was the confrontation of power!

Boom!

He took a deep breath and punched it out.

The boxing is like a protagonist, big and infinite, and it can capture the creation of the heavens and the earth, and all kinds of boulevards float and release the heart-rending fluctuations.

The swords that roared in all directions, this moment was dragged by the horrible devouring power, all of which produced humming, and then burst under the fist of Lin Xun.

The rolling rain and the rain are splendid and gorgeous.

"cut!"

The wind shrinks like a snow hole, and does not hesitate to run all the way.

Without the sword field, he is the most proud means of killing. Over the years, with this sword field, he has slaughtered hundreds of opponents, including even the same role as the sacred king.

But nowadays, a young man who has just stepped onto the sacred kingdom is trapped in the sword field, but he has his own counterattack power!

This is something he has not encountered before, and he is also aware that this opponent can not tolerate a trace of a small flaw, must be regarded as the enemy!

boom!

The operation of the sword field is like a world roaring. The swordless sword is controlled by the wind like snow, and it is turned into Jianyu, Jianhe, Jianshan, Jianlin... like a sea, rushing to Lin to find someone.

How terrible is it to suppress one person with the power of one world?

Although the field is not a real world, it can be trapped, but it is no different from the world of being trapped!

"broken!"

"broken!"

"broken!"

...... See Lin Xun’s throwing punches, every hit, if the big bang emerges, swallow the ten parties, and all the swords will be crushed and refining.

At the end of the day, the overlapping fists of the fists are turned into a dazzling shadow of the great abyss, more and more solid, and more stable, just like the real existence, in the middle of the sword, the rumbling rotation, so that this sword The world is beginning to distort, tremble, and turbulent!

"This……"

The wind is as strong as the snow, and at this moment, there are also turbulent waves. After practicing, he is used to life and death, and has experienced the storms of the world.

But the first encounter with such an incredibly powerful opponent, obviously trapped in his own sword field, but there is the power to turn the tide of the river, to overturn their own fields!

The wind is like a deep breath in the snow, and the look is unprecedentedly dignified.

He tried his best and fought hard. The whole person was shining, like a sword, and he dominated the ups and downs of this sword field.

However, all the counterattacks seem to have become futile.

"broken!"

When Lin Xun hits the eighth boxing, the Da Yuan is swaying like an eternal movement, nothing to swallow, and everything is unbroken, and Lin Xiang seems to be like a law.

When the ninth boxing was played, the entire field of non-born swords began to roll violently, and the power released by the great abyss was disturbed, showing the world's overturned, turbulent chaos.

When the wind is like snow, it looks pale and the lips are bleeding.

This is his field. When the power of the field was hit hard, he also suffered injuries.

At this time, Lin Xun has been immersed in this hearty temper, in the way of fighting and fighting, completely control the power of his own sacred king, such as the arm to the fingers, send and receive heart.

"broken!"

When the tenth punch is played, if the real abyss, the sharp contraction, all condensed in the forest to find this punch.

And the power in this sword field is like being taken out, creating a sense of dryness and emptiness, and then -

With Lin Xun’s **** out, the wind-free snow is proud of the swordless field, just like the overwhelmed glass, it’s bursting!

This moment is like a catastrophic volcanic eruption. The avenues of the martial arts that have been derived from the swords are all broken and turned into unrivaled torrents, sweeping away in all directions.

"No life sword field is forced?"

"This is impossible!"

"God..."

Everyone in the field was shocked, and they looked stunned and couldn't believe it.

On the day of the embarrassment, just like the outbreak of the disaster at the end of the day, the glory of the gods swept and the voice was loud.

The wind is like snow, then the figure is smashing, the white clothes are blood-stained, the heads are scattered, and it looks extremely embarrassing, no longer the world-like style.

The most invasive thing is that in his chest, there is a punch in the flesh and blood!

On the other hand, Lin Xun, standing on the illusion, the black hair fluttering, the figure of the sturdy figure is like the ancient sky, and it is swaying there, giving people a sense of inability to move.

The audience was silent and silent.

No life sword domain has been destroyed, failed to kill the opponent, this is undoubtedly too terrible!

"It turns out that there is still such a avenue in this world..."

The wind is like a snow, and my eyes are stunned.

He thought that this life has seen the scenery in the sacred king's realm, but today it is discovered that the former self is just a frog watching the sky!

boom!

In the next moment, the wind is like a snow shadow in the void, turning into a robber-like light rain, and the smoke disappears.

Lin’s fist before him not only destroyed his innocent sword field, but also shattered his heart and soul, and broke off his vitality!

It is also this punch, which makes the wind realize that before the death of the snow, it is absolutely unbelievable, and there are such incredible sights...

At this point, the generation of the king of the sword, the giant figure on the way to the road is like a snow, was killed by the forest to kill on the spot!

Lin Xun's power is like a god, shocking the audience.

The fighting smoke is full of self-confidence, but it is already dead in the field, and every big man’s face is full of horror.

The wind is like snow, and a dazzling and powerful sacred king of the world is defeated by a young man who has just set foot on this scene!

"Let's go together."

Lin sought to stand on the sidelines, and the black man glanced at the crowd. In a word, the faces of the big men were a bit sullen.

They looked at each other, and finally the twilight in the scorpion flashed and attacked.

Although the wind is dead like snow, there are two old kings and a sage in the king's kingdom. If you give up like this, you will be willing.

boom!

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

All the old monsters attacked, and they all tried their best to push their own strength to the point where they could.

Among them, especially the two most sacred kings are the most dazzling, one is the red robe man, the brow has a faint blushing fire pattern.

One is a graceful Chinese robe woman, ice muscle jade bone, mastering a round and transparent ice and snow wheel.

When it comes to combat power, both of them are roughly the same as the wind, and the two are sitting in the town, assisting with the old monsters of the sacred kings. These lineups are undoubtedly very powerful.

Looking at the big world, you can run wild!

"cut!"

"Hey!"

"Get up!"

"town!"

In the bursts of violent screams, the fields of the world are reflected in the sky, and they are all wonderful, revealing different weather.

Some are like Wang Yang, covering the heavens and the earth, thousands of feet, some like a melting country, the flames flow, burning the land to destroy the land, and some turn into the world of green wood, vines breeding, ancient trees towering...

In addition to the field of display, these old monsters also sacrificed treasures, radiant, dazzling, and whistling between heaven and earth.

Those scenes can make the world's beings chilling!

But Lin can't look at it, he walks in the void, and the body sounds rumbling, like a rush of the road, killing.

Hey!

The white blade of the snow is plucked out, and it is as smooth as electricity.

Hey! Hey!

A nose, Yuan Tu two swords in the hands of Lin Xun, one is like a dark prison, one if the blood of the Nether, the sword is stirring, sharp and unbelievable.

At this moment, Lin Xun has no reservations!

Rumble ~~

When the war broke out, I saw Lin’s figure as electricity, shuttled the void, and the sword’s direction, breaking through the coverage of a heavy field, the situation was ruined.

puff!

In the place where his figure passed, there were three saints, Wang Fuzhen, on the spot.

A broken blade opened his eyebrows and the spirit was broken. One was smashed through the throat by a nose sword, and the body was covered with a horrible sword. One was inundated by the blood of the Yuan Tujian, and the bones melted like snow and ice...

And this scene of **** death is only happening between the fingers!

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