"Innate?"

A look of incomprehension flashed in the eyes of the emir general.

Obviously, he didn't know much about the martial arts of the East.

But immediately, the incomprehensible look dissipated.

Because, no matter what Lin Yu says, he will inevitably die.

"Mr. Lin, this last wish, I'm afraid I can't let you get your wish, the head of our warrior is very precious. ”

General Emir shook his head and said.

"I've got the final say on this. ”

Lin Yu let out a long laugh and stretched out his right hand.

I saw it on a boulder in the distance.

The sake jug left by Sasaki Masa, flying out of thin air.

It's as if there is a pair of invisible hands that have grasped it.

fell straight into Lin Yu's palm.

Lin Yu raised his hand and tilted his head slightly.

The wrist flipped, and a wisp of crystal clear wine flowed down from the spout of the pot.

The wine is in the throat and drunk in one go.

Whale swallowing cow drinking, indescribable free and easy, endless heroism.

In an instant, a pot of fine wine was in the stomach.

Immediately, the arm flicked slightly.

Hold the flask in your hand and throw it away.

Seemingly understated, without force.

But the flask left a white wave in the air.

The high-pitched sonic boom is a testament to the power it contains.

Seeing this, the emir's eyelids jumped, and his heart was terrified.

In his opinion, Lin Yu has departed from the category of normal human beings.

Like Satan in the Bible, it represents a force of evil and darkness.

Brush Brush Brush ......

The sword light stirred and endured.

Before the flask arrived, it was twisted into pieces by the sharp cross sword.

At this moment, Lin Yu's eyes were slightly condensed, revealing a hint of surprise.

Unexpectedly, the thirteen white people on the other side actually had such skills.

On the surface, the aura of these thirteen people is not particularly strong.

Compared with the dead Sasaki Masa, it is obviously a big difference.

But when they stood together, the coercion formed by condensation showed a skyrocketing trend.

Faintly, far beyond the half-step innate.

What's especially weird is that among the thirteen people, each other's breath is completely figured out.

It was as if one soul had thirteen bodies.

The thirteen swordsmen on the opposite side wrenched the flask and jumped forward.

The staggered pace formed a formation.

"Hey, Westerners also put up sword formations?"

Seeing this, Lin Yu was surprised.

These thirteen swordsmen, surrounded by him, cooperated with each other smoothly and naturally, and should have been trained for a long time.

At first glance, although the form is different, it is essentially similar to the Oriental Sword Formation.

Moreover, judging from the steps and movements of these people, there is a clear religious style.

It's like a dance in a sacrifice, and it's like attacking a sharp military column.

Lin Yu was in the middle of the formation, and he didn't have time to sigh, so he felt that there was sword qi in all directions.

Mountains and seas overturned.

Thirteen cross swords danced and turned into layers of light curtains.

The sword light is like snow, and the sword energy is like a dragon.

Western swordsmanship, with a sword in both hands, is very different from Eastern swordsmanship.

It's a little less agile and light, and a little more heavy and powerful.

"Interesting!"

Lin Yu chuckled lightly, as if he was not moving.

The figure was still there, but shadows kept coming out of the body, as if they were clones, and thirteen afterimages greeted the thirteen wisps of sword light.

With a flick of his fingers, his anger came at will, vaguely hiding the intention of violent killing.

Ding Ding –

The sound of gold and iron clashing kept ringing.

The vertical and horizontal sword qi suddenly dissipated.

Lin Yu still stood proudly in place, as if he had never moved.

A shallow smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

In the clear eyes, there is a sense of interest.

The sword formation composed of thirteen people is really a bit of a doorway.

The sword light of Fang Cai was closed, brewing a trace of divine aura.

In the howling wind, the singing of the church was faintly wafted.

In those blue eyes, there was a sparkling light.

The momentum in the body has been skyrocketing in a straight line.

"Very interesting!"

Lin Yu smiled lightly, his eyes showing approval.

His expression was as relaxed as ever.

Even in the face of the siege of thirteen strange enemies, there was no tension in the slightest.

If he encounters these opponents before the real duel with Sasaki, he may feel very tricky.

But now, for an innate master, the advantage in quantity is far from enough to offset the qualitative gap.

As soon as the words fell, the sword light rose again.

Roll up the furious wind stratus clouds, and cut the wind and cut off the flow wherever it goes.

Lin Yu chuckled slightly and rushed into the sword light.

With bare hands, ten fingers in a row.

Wisps of strong wind rose out of thin air.

The movement is as light as a feather, but the strength is like Mount Tai, which has a thousand weights.

There is a strange rhythm between the hands and feet, showing a natural, natural and graceful rhythm.

The thirteen swordsmen were forced to take a step back by Lin Yu carelessly.

The combined force of the thirteen people could not withstand the flick of the other party's hand.

Seeing this scene, General Emir's face couldn't help but change.

It's hard to imagine the horror of the target without seeing it with your own eyes.

Last time, the two artificial warriors almost captured Lin Yu.

But this time, it was obviously an incomparably powerful sword formation, and it was obviously thirteen upgraded versions of artificial warriors, but they were helpless, so they couldn't do anything.

Moreover, he was firmly suppressed by Lin Yu alone with his bare hands.

It is not even possible to maintain the balance of power.

This result was really unexpected.

"Come again!"

Lin Yu snorted lightly, and he was so relieved.

Leisurely and leisurely, indescribably free and easy.

The elegance and harmony in the moves have a natural beauty of carving.

It's easy to come by, it's as good as a natural thing.

At this time, the sword qi was urging, and it danced wildly in the air.

In the flash of light and shadow, thirteen sword qi fused perfectly into one.

The sword is shining brightly, shooting through the air.

Faintly, the sword qi in the sky condensed into a blazing holy light.

The sword qi was as fast as a streamer, and it was in front of him in an instant.

Lin Yu smiled and gently popped out his index finger.

A finger shadow transformed into thirteen paths.

Thirteen to one, the other party simplification.

Lin Yu did the opposite, turning simplicity into complexity.

Point it out with a finger.

Light and fluttering, like a white horse passing through the gap.

The brilliant and blurred sword shadow suddenly collapsed.

Dingdingding......

The crisp sound of impact is endless.

Thirteen sword shadows, quickly retreating.

Lin Yu smiled indifferently and calmly.

That smile is full of confidence.

Let the tide rise and fall, sit and watch the clouds roll up.

After the sword shadow collapsed, it suddenly gathered again.

There seems to be an inexplicable force that pinched these thirteen sword shadows together.

Sword light, swirling up and down.

Between the light and the extinction, a sword ray was synthesized again, like a lightning meteor, stabbing straight ahead.

swept in front of him, and suddenly, he scattered again.

10,000 points of sword rays shot out from all directions at the same time.

The sudden attack of the point of light was as fast as lightning, attacking from all directions, and there was no gap of half an inch.

Seeing this, Lin Yu had a smile on his face, and calmly raised his hand to caress it.

The movements are elegant, like stroking the piano and cooking wine, and it is indescribably leisurely.

The battle in an instant turned thousands of swords into a little streamer.

The sneering sword qi was scattered on the ground.

The ground formed by the solidification of lava has been pierced through dense holes.

At first glance, it looks like a honeycomb.

In the face of the joint siege of these thirteen people, Lin Yu was always calm.

The corners of his mouth outlined a playful smile.

It doesn't look like a life-and-death battle, but more like a cat-and-mouse teasing.

But the thirteen swordsmen did not show the slightest discouragement on their faces.

They kept the same expressions, still as cold as ever.

Nearby, the emir general, who was watching the battle, frowned and looked dissatisfied.

Although his strength was average, he could also see that the thirteen artificial warriors he brought had been firmly suppressed by Lin Yu.

In the sulfurous atmosphere of Hell Valley, the sword light is permeated and the figures flicker.

At this moment, no one has time to pay attention to anything else.

Even Lin Yu, who seemed to be at ease, didn't dare to be careless.

At this time, no one noticed that the Tiancong Cloud Sword, which was shot down by Lin Yu, suddenly trembled slightly.

Immediately, the narrow blade of the knife rotates gently.

It seems that there is a mysterious power that is manipulated in the shadows.

The blade of the knife slashes lightly on the hard rocky ground, like slicing tofu, and disappears into it.

Soon, on the ground, in the humanoid pit, a knife light flashed silently.

Inside the pit, there is a puddle of rotten meat.

It was the real corpse of the grandmaster, Sasaki.

was thrown to the ground by Lin Yu, his bones were broken, and his rotten flesh was like mud.

The lifeless rotten flesh suddenly slowly squirmed.

It's like thousands of small worms, churning in rotten meat.

A dark and bewitching aura is hidden in it.

Evil changes are carried out in silence.

Among them, there is an indescribable weirdness......