In East Africa, the mine camp has turned into a battlefield of dire straits.

Looking at it, Lin Yu seemed to be in a desperate situation, and there were enemies on all sides.

Behind him, there was a fierce sword light, and lightning came.

The sword aura of the cold forest is like the nine ice winds sweeping through the lush jungle.

All the breath of life was frozen, and then it was destroyed and destroyed.

Sweep away all the breath of life, destruction.

And the offensive of the two old lamas also changed suddenly.

has always been entangled, and suddenly became fierce.

Their skin, under the sun, hides the solemn golden light of the treasure.

It looks divine and magnificent.

The two of them punched four times and unswervingly blasted out.

It seems so silent that it can't even stir up the air.

can make people feel that the momentum of each fist is like a mountain peak.

Hear the thunder in the silence.

This blow hides the terrifying lethality.

Taking advantage of the moment when Lin Yu couldn't control the Tiancongyun Sword, and was even restrained by the resisting Tiancongyun Sword.

With this blow, they vowed to hit Lin Yu hard.

And at this moment, Lin Yu looked leisurely, his eyes were deep and severe, and a cold smile floated out of the corner of his mouth.

I didn't see him move.

The Heavenly Cloud Sword, which burst into resistance, suddenly became quiet again.

Immediately, all the aura about Lin Yu disappeared in an instant.

The whole person, as if it had never appeared.

But the strange thing is that his figure is clearly presented in front of everyone's eyes.

Although it is close to the world, it is forever separated.

The space around him seemed to be layered and cut into countless pieces.

The qi machine seemed to have escaped into another time and space, and what remained in place was nothing more than a phantom.

In every square inch, the space is fragmented.

Seeing this scene, a proverb from the ancient scriptures suddenly sounded in the minds of the two old Tianzhu monks.

One sand and one world, one forest and one Bodhi, Sumeru is contained in mustard seeds, and it becomes three thousand worlds.

In their eyes, Lin Yu is not on this shore, not on the other side.

The confusion of the space made them unable to find the direction of the attack that they had been building up for a long time.

The fist penetrated Lin Yu's body without feeling any obstruction.

The sword light pierced Lin Yu's head, but not half a drop of blood splattered.

Smack!

Between the lightning and flint, the fist shadow and the sword light collided together.

Cold and hot, crashing into a frenzied airflow.

The two ninjas and the two old monks of Tianzhu all secretly screamed that it was not good.

At this moment, barely allowing them to react, Lin Yu's momentum suddenly reappeared.

The dragon groaned.

The Tiancong Cloud Sword trembled lightly in Lin Yu's hand, and at the beginning, it seemed to be nothing, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sword qi like a dragon soaring into the sky, diving into the deep sea, and drifting to the extreme.

The dragon's roar was like a surge, enveloping it and frustrating.

The sword light is like a real dragon dancing wildly, almost wanting to overturn the sky.

That slash of light is not just fast.

Or maybe it's out of the realm of fast and has reached a level of teleportation.

The sprinkling edge swept towards the two old Tianzhu monks.

As for the ninja of the East R country behind him, he was gorgeously ignored by Lin Yu.

The old monk of Tianzhu was frightened, like an eight-clawed spider, and swept back.

With such a quick knife, the two of them smelled the breath of hell.

Lin Yu's dodge just now was too weird, as if he had already understood their plan.

calmly from existence to nothingness, and then, there is nothing to be.

The realm of mysteries made the two old monks of Tianzhu chaotic.

A lightning-like rainbow slashes across the void of distance.

All the air currents and anger around him seemed to be sucked by this earth-shattering slash, and all the vitality was extinguished, and death and slaughter permeated it.

The eyes of the two old Tianzhu monks were torn, the sleeves of their robes were windless, their eyebrows were open, and their forms became mighty and uncast.

The four hands transformed into the debut mudra at a very fast speed.

In the end, the four hands were combined to form a Brahmana swastika.

At this moment, Lin Yu wanted to use thunder means to try to cut the old monk of Tianzhu under the knife.

However, he seemed to have forgotten that the empty door behind him was wide open, leaving the two ninjas with an irresistible attack and killing flaw.

As the king of ninjas, these two people from the East R country will naturally not let go of this God-given opportunity.

The katana swung out again, and the cold light was fierce, slashing at Lin Yu's head with one left and one right.

The five people in the field were fighting fiercely, but the four people watching the battle looked hesitant.

According to common sense, the two Tianzhu monks were facing Lin Yu's full blow, and as allies, they should come forward to help no matter what.

There are four people who can watch the battle, and there are no plans to rescue their allies.

They are all extremely powerful, and they can naturally see that Lin Yu's knife can be described as a life-and-death fight.

If they went to help, they might all be injured in Lin Yu's near-death fight.

What's more, the current situation of the war is already clear.

Even if Lin Yu killed the old monk of Tianzhu, he would also be attacked and killed by the warriors of the Eastern R Kingdom behind him.

Worried, none of the four came to the rescue.

On the contrary, he gloated and watched the old monk of Tianzhu fall into a dead end.

Dead friends, immortal poor friends, is their common idea.

While they were defending themselves, the situation in the war circle underwent unexpected changes.

A wisp of murderous aura like ice and snow poured out from the soil.

The long sword is unsheathed, and everything can only be described in a quick word, and it happens at high speed that is difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.

The sword qi shot straight out, completely locking and enveloping the ninja of the Eastern R country.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

No one expected that Lin Yu, who had always been alone, would secretly ambush his helpers.

The sword that suddenly appeared, the whole body was blue and shining, and the edge was unbelievably fast.

The assailant sprang out of the dirt, but there was no dust under his body.

The sword moves that swayed out were even more indescribably chic.

The elegant posture is like a fairy descending to earth.

At this time, the two ninjas were concentrating all their energy on Lin Yu's body, ready to strike a blow.

How could they have imagined that there was a sneak attacker lurking behind them.

"Be careful, there's an enemy attack behind you!"

Familiar Japanese, echoing in my ears.

But when the ninja of the East R country is assassinated, the first thing to do is to give full attention.

For the reminder of the outside world, I suddenly heard it.

Seeing that, the katana in his hand was about to slash at Lin Yu's head.

But the knife was faster, and a flash of sword light swept across their necks.

The action of the windward knife came to an abrupt end.

The two warriors of the Eastern R Kingdom stood motionless and stood in place like sculptures.

On that day, the old monks of Zhu withdrew from their state.

Standing in place, the four hands kept the previous seal.

It's just that the golden light of the skin glass is gradually fading.

A trace of crimson blood slowly dripped from the center of his eyebrows.

The body, which is tightly bound together, is also gradually loosened.

At the center of the eyebrows of the two old monks, there was a knife wound and blood mark on each side.

That flash of light was too fast.

It's as if when the knife is out, they have already moved.

Puff ......

The sound of falling to the ground came and went.

In the blink of an eye, the four masters were on the spot.

Seeing this scene, whether it was the Paladin Leonardo or the Onmyoji with a ghostly heart, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The agency was too clever and lost his life.

The eight masters have their own thoughts and advantages, but in the end they end up with a reversal of form.

The eyes of the surviving four suddenly showed panic.

They never expected this state of affairs.

The trap of one link and one bad was actually cracked so easily by Lin Yu.

Who would have thought that the Black Prison Dragon King, who had always been a loner, would secretly ambush his helpers.

The audience was so quiet that the pin drop could be heard.

Lin Yu flicked his wrist, and the blade pointed at the old general.

"I said you would die, and not even God could save you. ”

The murderous aura was all confined to the tip of the knife, full of ice and snow condensation.

Feeling the surging aura, the old general couldn't help but take a slight step back.

With the courage of the big victory and the prosperity of the momentum, who dares to take the edge directly?

“MotherFuker……”

The old general couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and his red eyes were bright and uncertain.

The black scales on the surface of the skin are getting tighter.

Pieces are piled up, like a layer of armor.

On the pitch-black scales, dark lines loomed.

At this time, a curse suddenly sounded in his ears: "Baga, ...... waste"

The two Onmyoji of the Eastern R Kingdom looked at the Atsuta Grand Priest who was kneeling on the ground with unkind eyes.

"If you can't regain control of the Heavenly Cloud Sword and revive the Sacred Artifact to its true nature, then the entire Atsuta family will not be able to escape the end of Heavenly Punishment. ”

In the gloomy voice, there was a cold and piercing killing intent.

As the guardian of the Heavenly Cloud Sword, if he can't recapture the holy weapon, the Atsuta family will be destroyed.

Hearing this, the Great Priest Atsuta, who was kneeling on his knees to hold a sacrifice, couldn't help but shudder.

The scene of the collapse of the family came to mind.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth.

Reach out and tear the kimono shirt open, and go naked.

The swing of the short knife is getting faster and faster.

One wound after another, more and more dense.

Red blood flowed down the skin.

A mantra was whispered in his mouth, echoing and spreading all around.

A deep sound that resonates with the air.

In a trance, it gives people an illusion.

It was as if the invisible air was trembling slightly.

At this moment, the Heavenly Cloud Sword rang out again.

The long, narrow and snow-white blade trembles constantly.

At the edge, wisps of unruly tyrannical power escaped.

The long handle of the knife kept shaking, as if it might break free from Lin Yu's palm at any time.

The nature of the Heavenly Cloud Sword, under the almost crazy call of the Atsuta Grand Priest, has shown signs of recovery again.

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