Lin Haoran is the most familiar with this trick and the most emotional.

The wind rose, there was a faint wind, swirling around Lin Haoran's feet, Lin Haoran's eyes were calm, but with a sword intent that could pierce the sky.

The sword spirit in the dantian turned into a form, and merged with the Ling Tian Sword in his hand, and the dazzling sword light lit up from Lin Haoran's hand, like the blazing sun at noon, and the stabbing person couldn't open his eyes at all.

At this moment, Lin Haoran moved, like a light, a bolt of lightning, incredibly fast, and even the Ling Tian Sword in his hand was also incredibly fast.

The degree of this sword has surpassed the thunder and lightning, the light, and even the thinking of people, obviously looking at Lin Haoran is still in the distance, but Lin Haoran has already come to the other party's side, even if it is the detection of the divine soul, it has no effect at all.

"Poof!"

A blood flower bloomed in mid-air, like a plum in winter, particularly bright, but also poignant.

Zi Lei held the blood fork in his hand, with a pair of vertical eyes of disbelief, looking down at the long sword that had been inserted into his chest, as if he was still wondering how Lin Haoran did it.

On the purple shirt, there is a trace of blood on it, which is not real, but it is extremely shocking.

"Poof!"

Zi Lei spit out a mouthful of blood, took a step back, and stared straight at Lin Haoran, and Lin Haoran didn't continue to attack, his eyes also stared straight at Zi Lei, not surprised, not happy, neither humble nor arrogant, as if all this was completely expected by him.

"Let's go!"

Lin Haoran gently blew away the blood on his sword, and said softly, "I'm talking!" ”

An ugly smile appeared on Zi Lei's face, he was shocked by Qing Ming's divine soul at the beginning, and now he was injured by Lin Haoran's long sword, is this the so-called reincarnation?

He didn't dwell on it any longer, glanced at Lin Haoran deeply, turned around, and directly turned into a thunderbolt and disappeared in place.

Everyone looked at everything in front of them in a daze, they didn't know what to do, Zilei's strength was undoubted, among all the people present, fighting alone, no one would be Zilei's opponent, but it was such a strong opponent who was forced to retreat by Lin Haoran with a sword, which completely refreshed their bottom line.

Venerable Yan's eyes tightened, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, the stronger Lin Haoran behaved, the more jealous he was in his heart, and the more he wanted to get rid of Lin Haoran as soon as possible.

However, Venerable Shen of the Xirui Dynasty had a trace of fear flashing in his eyes, and he didn't dare to imagine if Lin Haoran had used this trick before, whether he would still have his life.

Among the crowd, only Xie Xuan was surprised, the black qi around his body had all dissipated, although his body was slightly traumatized, but when he saw Lin Haoran in front of him, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

"Haoran, are you okay?!"

Just now, Xie Xuanke was watching the blood fork in Zilei's hand, piercing the spiritual mist that Lin Haoran was in, and at this time, seeing Lin Haoran standing safely in front of him, he was a little incredulous.

"Elder Xie, don't worry, Haoran is fine!"

Lin Haoran had a smile on his face, and glanced at Xie Xuan comfortingly, but when he swept towards the others, a trace of coldness flashed, "But I don't know if the others will be fine!" ”

When it was time to say this, Lin Haoran gently brushed the Ling Tian Sword in his hand, it seemed to be extremely bland, but everyone could detect the chill emanating from his body.

Venerable Shen of the Xirui Dynasty, as well as Venerable Yan of the Yanyang Sect, could even clearly feel that there was a sharp sword qi that was faintly locking onto him, making him dare not move.

There was a faint uneasiness in their hearts, and now Lin Haoran gave them a completely different feeling from just now.

I thought that even if Lin Haoran appeared, it was his own hands and feet, and he was forced by the strength of the Yanyang Sect, he would endure this breath, but looking at Lin Haoran's current appearance, he actually had the feeling of holding on to it.

Venerable Shen of the Xirui Dynasty was even more frightened, he had known that Lin Haoran was so fierce, he would not have deliberately provoked the other party before.

"Hahaha, since Venerable Lin has nothing to do, this matter will end here!"

This time it was Venerable Liu of the Black Water Xuanzong who spoke, and he could only see a smile on his face, as if Lin Haoran and Zilei had a fight just now, and nothing else happened.

Lin Haoran raised his head, stared at Venerable Liu with a pair of dark eyes, and only smiled coldly when Venerable Liu was covered in hair.

"Who was secretly attacking me just now, now stand up, I can still show mercy, if I don't come out now, then don't blame me for being unkind!"

Lin Haoran's face was cold, and he flicked the Ling Tian Sword in his hand, and his expression was cold and terrifying.

Lin Haoran knew very well in his heart that if he took it lightly this time, I am afraid that everyone would dare to move his head after the rì.

And when he had an epiphany just now, he realized his sword heart, but he would not do anything against his will again, so he would never let go of this matter.

Venerable Liu of the Black Water Xuanzong only felt that his face was hot, he didn't expect that Lin Haoran, who was very gentle just now, would not leave him with a face.

There was a trace of distemper on his face, but he didn't dare to do anything more, just now Lin Haoran had already proved his own value with his strong strength.

And the others seemed to feel the biting cold wind, and they all closed their mouths tightly, silently looking at the scene in front of them.

It was the time when the sun was blazing, but when the breeze was blowing, it gave people an invisible sense of coldness.

Everyone was quiet, and no one dared to face Lin Haoran at this time.

Lin Haoran carried the majesty of defeating the purple thunder, and for a time it was unparalleled.

Venerable Shen and Venerable Yan were extremely contradictory for a while, not only feeling that Lin Haoran was not so bold, but also afraid that Lin Haoran really didn't care about it.

But in the end, they still cared about their own face, and finally did not stand up.

Lin Haoran stopped the movement in his hand and raised his head, his actions were like usual, but everyone seemed to see a set of slow motion, they could clearly see that the blinking of his eyelashes, they could see the light and shadow of the sunlight penetrating his fingers and falling on Ling Tian's sword, and the corners of his cold mouth could be seen rising slightly.

(End of chapter)