Inside Ziyao Building, the eyes that were almost shocked all looked at, and they all looked at the figure in a dark purple robe, the scene just now was too shocking, did this Lin Wushuang come out of the sword? But if it was out of the sword, how could it be impossible to see the action of the sword, but if it was not out of the sword, what was the matter with that touch of sword light.

"It's terrifying sword speed, and it's not just sword speed, but also terrifying sword power. ”

All present were powerful Spirit King Realm martial artists, their expressions were shocked, and their faces were extremely solemn, they were able to hit Mu He hard in this short move, just this point, the name of the Sword King is definitely not a false name, the Sword King who is the number one on the Heavenly King List is definitely not a character to mess with.

And in the dark place in Ziyao Tower, there are actually many masters on the Heavenly King List, and there is only one meaning in their expressions when they look at Lin Wushuang, that is, Lin Wushuang is even more terrifying.

Above that high-rise, there was also some quiet, Ji Yan's expression was gloomy, he knew that Mu He couldn't help Lin Wushuang, but he didn't expect that the speed of the rout was unimaginable, just a sword, Mu He was cut out of Ziyao Tower, was hit hard, life and death were unknown, and the woman in the black dress had beautiful eyes that were slightly bright, and in the depths, with a hint of jealousy, staring at Lin Wushuang thoughtfully.

In the Ziyao Building, under the slight silence and whispers between each other, Lin Wushuang's sky-high sword intent slowly converged, and in an instant, he raised his head, his eyes were still cold and indifferent, looking at Ji Yan, the cold voice sounded at the same time.

"Give you a chance to make a move, otherwise, if you dare to provoke me, the four words of the king of war will not be able to protect you. ”

Hearing this, Zi Yaolou's exclamations sounded one after another, and they all looked at Ji Yan, and Ji Yan, the teacup in his hand, quietly cracked the dense spider web marks, and finally all of them turned into powder and fell, he patted the powder in his hand with a gloomy expression, and slowly stood up, as Ji Yan got up, the atmosphere in Ziyao Lou became solemn again, and became extremely depressed.

Ji Yan, the disciple of the king of war, who was titled the "Fire Battle King", was finally about to take action in person, and there was a faint invisible battle might, oppressing and shrouding in all directions.

Ji Yan is a disciple of the War King, and his division's cultivation is the same, both of them are peak Spirit Kings, so many people say that when the War King was young, although he was also a rare genius in the famous Saint Creation World, but in the peak Spirit King realm, he stopped moving, which was quite embarrassing, but only Ji Yan knew that the War King was because of an experience when he was still young, in order to save him, he had an indelible dark wound on his body, which was the key to the War King's inability to be promoted to the Spirit Emperor Realm.

At this point, the high-level of the War Hall naturally couldn't watch the War King fall into loneliness, even the Lord of the War Hall had found heavenly treasures for the War King many times, but he still couldn't solve the dark disease on the War King's body, this was not only the pain in the heart of the War King, but also the pain of the high-level of the War Palace, and it was the eternal pain in Ji Yan's heart.

Therefore, when the king of the day ranked the king of war in second place and succumbed to a young man in his twenties, how could Ji Yan bear it in his heart, at that moment, he wanted to go out of the palace of war, Lin Wushuang, and seek back his reputation for the king of war, but at that time, he was stopped by the king of war, and this time, when Zi Yaotian was opened, he actually met Lin Wushuang, and Ji Yan naturally targeted Lin Wushuang everywhere.

And Ji Yan is the disciple of the king of war, although Lin Wushuang is the first sword king on the list of heavenly kings, but in fact, in Ziyao Tower, in the eyes of many strange and strong people, Ji Yan should be slightly better than Lin Wushuang, whether it is the disciple of the king of war, or the inheritance from the palace of war, in all aspects, everyone does not think that Lin Wushuang has won Ji Yan, and in their minds, how can the king of war be ranked after Lin Wushuang, and if the palace of war allows Ji Yan to experience in the creation of martial arts, then on the list of heavenly kings, the first will not be Lin Wushuang, but Ji Yan.

Ji Yan stood on the high-rise, looking down indifferently, staring at Lin Wushuang, in those eyes, there was a cold battle intent condensed, and the cultivation of his artistic conception of battle was the same as Jun Twelve, all of them were in the middle of the king realm, and the kind of oppression that shrouded and opened was also all in the four directions around Lin Wushuang, in Ji Yan's thoughts, the same as Mu He, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to have such a profound artistic conception cultivation at such a young age, Lin Wushuang must have used some kind of treasure that could enhance the artistic conception in a short period of time.

If Jun Twelve was here, and learned Ji Yan's thoughts, he would definitely scoff at it, Lin Wushuang's artistic conception ability, among his peers, was the only person who could surpass him, the only person he admired, and the only person who could suppress him.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air, there was no earth-shattering power, but there was a chill that penetrated deep into the heart, and that kind of chill also lowered the temperature in Ziyao Building a lot.

"Hmph! The artistic conception is not bad, no wonder you can defeat Mu He in an instant, known as the Sword King, let me try to see if you really have the strength to match. Ji Yan's voice was cold and cold, and every word contained a powerful battle intent, although Ji Yan was nearly forty years Chinese New Year's Eve old, he did have an arrogant capital, I saw that his eyes suddenly stared, and a finger poked out, and he pointed condescendingly to Lin Wushuang.

"It's just a high-level Spirit King, even if it's a genius who can fight beyond the ranks, but it's not applicable to me, and I'm not qualified to be rampant. ”

Thundered...

At the moment when Ji Yan pointed at Lin Wushuang with one finger in the air, the space around him seemed to swing a circle of fiery red ripples visible to the naked eye at this time, and in an instant, the color of red fire suddenly rolled up, like a blooming flame flower.

"Blazing Finger!"

Ji Yan's cold voice fell, and he saw that the blooming flame flower changed again, turning into a hundred-meter flame giant, and then made the same action as Ji Yan, poking out his thick flame giant finger, the flame spiritual power continued to condense on the fingertips, the flame was fueled by spiritual energy, and it burned violently, so high temperature, the temperature in Ziyao Building rose steadily, and when the power reached the highest point, it was directly pointed, piercing through the void, and heading towards Lin Wushuang to suppress it.

Disheveled!

Originally, in the surrounding range where Lin Wushuang was, the famous strong man hurriedly shot back, for fear of being affected by Ji Yan's strong attack, and within that range, the only thing that did not move was the mysterious light clothes, he looked at the confrontation between the two on the field with a smile, and had no intention of helping Lin Wushuang, those beautiful eyes, just looked at it with interest.

Lin Wushuang looked at the suppressed flame giant finger, his expression was full of coldness and calm, and he secretly said in his heart: "Although Ji Yan is extremely arrogant, his strength is indeed not bad, he belongs to the category of the Four Young Heavenly Kings, and it is only slightly inferior to the Holy Sword King, but if it is only like this, it is not enough." ”

Clang!

Immediately, the Yinhua Sword automatically popped out of Lin Wushuang's waist in an instant, suspended in the air, and then, the right hand was raised, and the index finger and middle finger formed a sword finger, and the sword-shaped life palace in the body was crazy to run the spiritual power, at the same time, the white-gold King Realm high-level supreme sword intent soared into the sky, which actually made the flame giant finger stagnate, and then Lin Wushuang sword pointed at the suspended Yinhua sword hilt, traceless sword wind, to the tip of the sword jetted out, silently.

The sword wind roared past without a trace, directly shaking the flame giant finger head-on.

Bang!

The loud sound rang out, and the violent spiritual power rushed in all directions, causing the space in Ziyao Building to tremble, and then, everyone was shocked to see that Lin Wushuang's sword qi was so fast that all the people present almost didn't have time to react, and then, they saw that the Flame Giant Finger was directly torn apart by the wind traces...

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............ To be continued.