It's not that Lin Yu hasn't seen a beauty of this level.

It's just that the scene in front of him can't allow him not to be shocked.

"Tong ......"

"Tongtong......?"

Looking at the stunning beauty who seemed to be standing in the clouds, her face slowly coincided with Tongtong's face.

Subconsciously, he muttered to himself as if he was babbling.

That's right!

The beauty who seems to be powerful and incomparable, and has an incomparably bewitching charm, looks exactly like Tongtong.

However, apart from the fact that they look exactly the same, there are great differences in everything else.

Tongtong is just a seventeen or eighteen girl, to put it bluntly.

No matter how you make a mature appearance, that youthful and coquettish can't be erased.

But the "Tongtong" in front of him has changed his temperament suddenly.

From a pretending to be a mature and delicate girl next door, she has become a goddess above the nine heavens.

In the moving and bewitching posture, there is a sense of inviolable resistance.

The vast sword qi that burst out of the forest cold around him could slash anyone who tried to invade into pieces.

And the gaze in his eyes, in addition to indifference, is cold.

Such a vastly different temperament change.

Ling De Lin Yu couldn't judge for a while, whether this was Tongtong or not?

Or is it the so-called devil's lair, in which there is a powerful soul that occupies Tongtong's body?

Just as Lin Yu was in doubt, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Brother-in-law, you really like women!"

In a word, the identity of the woman is confirmed.

But the strange thing is that the cold and elegant laughter contains the killing intent.

The chuckle like a silver bell was not pleasant at all, but rather a coldness to the bone.

Standing in the clouds, Tongtong's beautiful eyes reveal hatred and resentment that are like substance.

"Ahem......"

Lin Yu coughed dryly.

Although his identity was confirmed, he still had a little difficulty accepting the earth-shaking changes of the little girl.

"Tongtong, what's wrong with you......? Are you alright?"

The stammering voice feels a little weak no matter how you listen to it.

Thinking about the previous love and resentment entanglement, it is really speechless.

"I'm so good, thank you brother-in-law for remembering me. ”

As she spoke, she smiled.

The show is like a cloud, the skin is white and snowy, and the skin is like a wall jade.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes, a smile and a smile, all show the quality of Lan Xinhui.

The jade is delicate, and the gestures show that the beauty is natural.

It's just that her voice, her expression, became so cold, so cold.

Sen Ran's expression exuded a cold and arrogant temperament.

The hazy and ethereal eyes have long faded - innocent and flawless.

In the depths of the autumn-like pupils, there is a faint boundless resentment.

At this moment, a burst of cheer suddenly came to my ears.

"Demons from hell, accept God's judgment. ”

As soon as the words fell, a brilliant holy light shot out from God's projected eyes.

Light dispels darkness, and the divine confronts evil.

The blazing light swept away the drifting black clouds.

Around the sky, it is as dazzling as the scorching sun!

The holy light bloomed, from small to large, and instantly brightened, radiating ten thousand rays of brilliance, soaring into the sky.

Everywhere illuminated by the brilliant light, there was a solemn and holy atmosphere, which contrasted sharply with the pervasive anger.

Brilliant holy light surrounded from all directions.

Standing in the clouds, Tongtong is dancing and fluttering.

The clear eyes suddenly became pitch black.

The anger on his body did not decrease but increased, and the sword wings behind him rang loudly.

Thirteen Templars, clenched broadswords in both hands, held upright in front of them.

His eyes are closed, and he recites the Bible in a low voice.

It seems to be a song but not a song, and it seems to be a language but not a language.

The more pious their faces were, the more surging the fighting spirit in their bodies.

At this moment, Tongtong was bathed in holy light, not only did she not feel the slightest discomfort, but there was also a light smile on the corner of her mouth.

"It's just a pseudo-god, and he dares to be arrogant. ”

The faint sound is like the wind breaking jade, and the water hitting the ice.

The Chijing long sword in his hand waved gracefully, and his posture was as fresh and elegant as if he did not eat the fireworks in the world.

Brilliant red rays erupted, making it impossible to see, like a red flame burning everything in the sky.

The whistling red rays engulfed the projection of God.

From a distance, it looks like a fire is stirring up the sky and the tide is surging.

In mid-air, a huge red ball of light rose.

The projection of God is fast dimming in the firelight.

Such a spectacular scene is rare in the world.

Lin Yu and Huangfu Yunyan couldn't help but change their colors.

Almost at the same time, the singing of the thirteen paladins came to an abrupt halt.

The hustle and bustle of the world suddenly fell strangely silent.

The faces of the thirteen people invariably flashed with a look of pain.

Tongtong still didn't have any expression, and even her eyes were as cold as ever.

The holy light that filled the sky was swallowed up by the red rays.

The projection of God disappeared without a trace.

The Thirteen Paladin's faces sank and he let out a low roar.

"Sure enough, it's a demon from hell......"

The roar rang out, and beads of sweat continued to drip from their foreheads.

The back of the hand holding the broadsword was exposed.

As if stimulated, they suddenly swung their swords.

The gaze that looks into the sky is full of absolute color.

Crackling......

On the cross sword, a crisp sound echoed.

Like fine porcelain, the sound of being smashed.

Immediately, a layer of shell seemed to have fallen off the surface of the sword.

A shrill whistle echoed endlessly.

Rays of dazzling holy light bloomed on the crossed broadsword.

At first glance, it looks like a heavenly sun, and you can't look at it directly.

Even if Lin Yu is far away, he can feel the surging divinity contained in it.

Thirteen cross swords turned into clusters of holy light sources.

Dazzling brilliance, solemn and solemn.

The Thirteen Paladins kicked the ground on their knees as if they had rehearsed it beforehand.

The body, like an arrow off the string, rushed into the air.

Suddenly, the holy light on the cross sword was restrained.

The body of the sword gradually became transparent, as if it had been blurred.

After a few moments, the blazing light finally exploded.

The flowing divine power erupted like a volcano that had been brewing for a long time, shimmering with dazzling brilliance.

In an instant, the entire sky was as white as snow and ice.

The holy light filled the sky, and no other colors could be seen.

In this glorious sea of light, that bright red seems to be submerged and swallowed.

Seeing this situation, Lin Yu couldn't care about anything else.

Seeing Tongtong suffering, how could he be indifferent.

So, Lin Yu rose from the ground, and his hand fell with a knife.

The long knife is invincible.

The knife is shocked, containing a vast masculinity.

The dragon roared in bursts, with the power of gods and ghosts.

With a swing of the knife, if Hou Yi shoots the sun, the sun and the moon are frightened.

The sword light, which was faster than lightning, crossed the distance of space and slashed towards the thirteen paladins.

At this moment, in the depths of the holy light, a Qianqian jade finger suddenly appeared.

Flying lightly, sometimes hidden and sometimes appearing, as if there is nothing.

Hover in front of the knife and point it on the tip of the knife with a light finger.

That finger is like a drop in the ocean, like a mustard seed in Sumeru.

Compared with Lin Yu's peerless edge, it is so insignificant.

However, the sword light suddenly stopped.

It was as if there was an irresistible force that held the incomparably sharp long knife in place.

At this moment, Lin Yu's face changed, and his eyes were full of surprise.

The body involuntarily flew upside down, and the waist folded in mid-air, and stumbled to the ground.

"I don't need your help!"

The sound is cold, and the air is like a quiet orchid.

In the ghostly voice, there is an indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

At the same time, a brilliant sword light suddenly appeared.

It seems that at the intersection of heaven and earth, a red sun suddenly jumps out.

The red sword reflects the brightest brilliance of the dazzling extreme.

Like the rising sun falling into the world, it is impossible to see, and the brilliant light bursts from the sword.

The rainbow flashes and shines.

Dao Dao glow, reflected from the sky, gathered into thousands of sword qi.

The sword qi in the sky is vertical and horizontal, and it is becoming denser and denser.

Infinite rainbow light covered the entire canopy.

For a time, the sky was full of lights, and it was extremely dazzling.

Heaven and earth, a sense of slaughter.

Tongtong's wings stretched behind him, and suddenly the sky was filled with the sound of breaking through the sky and screaming, and the sound of swishing was all over the world.

The storm burst out, like an angry tide, the waves crashed on the shore, and swooped down.

The overwhelming rain of swords engulfed all the thirteen paladins.

The sword was raging, and even the space seemed to be cut into pieces.

The holy light on the cross sword was quickly wiped out, and it was dimmed.

The wind and clouds are howling, and the wind is hunting.

The sword flows, and the red light shines.

As far as the eye can see, there is no boundary.

The sharp roaring sword qi pierced the sky, rushing like the fury of the sky.

The sound is immense, very much people can imagine.

The bodies of the thirteen paladins seemed to be frozen in the air by some mysterious force.

Thousands of swords, shuttling through.

A moment later, the flesh and blood dissipated into thin air.

The armor and swords, along with the flesh and bones, were chopped into crumbs by the terrible rain of swords.

The scene of destroying the world made Lin Yu and Huangfu Yunyan shocked.

This kind of power is beyond the reach of human beings.

At this moment, Tongtong is like dust in socks, and flowers reflect water.

The erratic posture and charm are refined, and they are not people in the world, and they are not stained with any dust.

Looking at Tongtong in the clouds, looking at this familiar stranger.

Lin Yu's heart was full of distractions, and it was difficult to restrain himself.

Even him, in the face of the joint siege of the thirteen paladins just now, I am afraid that he will hate the sword.

But when Tongtong waved his hand, the strong enemy was wiped out.

Terrifying strength, simply unseen and unheard of.

He once again had great doubts about Tongtong's identity.

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