Just as the undercurrent was surging on Li Xuan and Luan Le's side, and Mr. Zhuo was about to jump to scold his mother, Lin Yi had an ultimate collision with Seven Kills. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The boiling hot and exploding chaotic vitality burst out in all directions, and the sky was full of flowing fire, as if it were the solution of the eruption of a volcanic crater.

After the long sword in the Seven Killers' hands lasted for three breaths, the lines on the sword body shot out a dazzling red copper light, followed by a crisp cracking sound, and the whole sword was like a piece of silver-white porcelain that fell to the ground, breaking inch by inch.

The violent and majestic sword gang followed the shattered sword body in the Seven Killers' hand and directly hit the body protection gang qi two feet in front of him.

In an instant, the dignified and thick body protection qi rippled violently, and the vitality of the two different attributes, like ice water meeting boiling oil, splashed in all directions, flashing a layer of brilliant arc light.

The Seven Kills seemed to have been hit by a rapidly running Ancient Beast, and the vitality in the body was almost as if it was about to explode out of the body

The angle at which the black-clothed men with three assists came out of their swords was not tricky, but when the long swords in their hands came three feet away from Lin Yi's body, it was difficult to move in an inch.

Lin Yi was shrouded in a huge phoenix phantom, and the layer of Gang Qi formed by the surging vitality was like the legendary Buddha Gate Vajra Cover.

The three long swords could barely enter two feet into the phoenix phantom, and it was like they were stuck in a quagmire.

The moment Lin Yi touched the tip of the Seven Kills' sword, the strong shock wave generated by the explosion of the Yuan Qi changed the direction of the sword momentum of the three assassins.

The index finger of Lin Yi's right hand flicked sharply towards the sharp sword in three directions.

"With a flick of your fingers, the years are impregnated"

This is also a style of sword duel in the Upper Puritanism, which is said to have been created by the founding patriarch of the Upper Puritanism, and the total number of people who have realized this trick in the past thousand years is no more than ten.

Where the sword intent lies, it is the brilliance of the moment, and the ultimate quick exchange for the sublimation of the moment.

Yes, it was bounced in three directions at the same time, and Lin Yi seemed to have three heads and six arms at this time.

The fingers flicked on the body of the sword, and the sword gang was easily broken, only to see the phantom of the fingers passing by, and the fingers were thirty-two.

With a loud "ding" sound, the bursting sword gang rushed into the bodies of the three black-robed assassins along the body of the sword, attacking the city all the way, and directly acting on the bodies of the three black-robed assassins.

"Spray and spray" three loud sounds, the three black-robed mouths were bloody, the qi in their bodies was suddenly like a wild horse on the loose, and their bodies were like three stones thrown by a stone thrower in the air to draw a clear airflow channel and fly into the distance.

One of the black-robed men slammed into Li Xuan's direction.

Li Xuan had already sensed the aftermath of the battle over there, and at this time, he saw that the black-robed man flew over and hurriedly moved to the side.

Shen Yu had already reached the brink of outburst, at first it was because these black-robed people were detained, but at this time, when he saw the black-robed man flying over, he was naturally furious, and stabbed him with a sword, and suddenly the sword qi was rampant.

Although the black-robed man was stabbed in the heart by Lin Yi's sword gang and disrupted the operation of the qi engine, he was already a real first-class lower-level master, and although he was seriously injured at this time, he still retained the strength of the second-rate upper rank.

As a master among the assassins, he was already sensitive to the sense of murderous qi and the like, and at this time, a natural sword had already been received.

The skyrocketing killing machine made Shen Yu's hair stand on end, and a sense of crisis between life and death rose in his heart.

He retreated again and again, but the black-robed assassin obviously didn't want to give him a chance to live, and the sword light swirled around him, and from time to time blood marks appeared on Shen Yu's body, like bursting blood vessels.

At this time, the remaining elites of the inspection department surrounded them, wanting to behave well in front of the deputy director, but they did not even hold out for a round under the sword of the black-robed assassin and became a ghost under the sword.

Li Xuan was secretly cool for a while, it was that if he didn't do it, he wouldn't die, which philosopher said this, I can't remember clearly, but it really makes sense.

Shen Yu is now completely in the rhythm of death.

"Wang Maoquan, go and help Shen Yu." Luan Le didn't want to come when the elite did their best, but when he returned, he took the corpses of a large group of brothers with him.

Wang Maoquan's addition immediately dispersed Shen Yu's pressure, but even so, the two of them did not have much advantage together, and they were still faintly suppressed by the black-robed assassin.

The black-robed assassin was originally the main attacker and kill, and at this time, his skills were finally brought into play, reflecting the level he should have as a first-class master. At this time, the resentment that had been repelled by Lin Yi's move was all expressed.

Li Xuan looked at the scene and sighed that the world was really impermanent.

Luan Le was only left with two subordinates of the Inspection Division to accompany him, and at this time his right hand was on his chest. There was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth that had not been inserted clean.

After being defeated by Mr. Zhuo before, he vomited blood from his mouth, his face was pale, and after Li Xuan's microscopic scan, it was found that there was no trace of Qi fluctuation outside Luan Le's body at this time.

The breath of life is dim, and it looks like it should have been hit hard.

According to the conversation just now, Li Xuan already knew the true identity of this group of people.

And listening to their tone, the man who plotted to rob him of the throne has not been dead to him, and this time he leaked his traces for some unknown reason, and a large group of men and horses rushed over.

Originally, Li Xuandu had slowly blurred the painful memory of that time when he was a child, but the arrival of the inspector reminded him that as long as he didn't die for a day, that person would not be stable for a day.

Not to mention the deep hatred between himself and him, just the influence generated by his identity will also make that person sleep.

There will be a duel between yourself and that person. It's just that Li Xuan didn't expect that this duel would come so quickly and so unfairly.

Luan Le looked at Shen Yu and Wang Maoquan in the distance, and his eyes that had been unfazed also showed a trace of unknown eagerness.

This point was accurately captured by Li Xuan.

A phantom flashed on Li Xuan's body, and there were more than a dozen overlapping shadows in an instant, and at this time, the vibration frequency of Li Xuan's body muscles exploded instantly, and the instantaneous explosive power shown by Li Xuan at this time was close to the strength of the peak of the fourth rate.

Mr. Zhuo and Liu Xianglian both captured Li Xuan's movements at the same time, and they had already realized what Li Xuan was going to do in the next moment.

Li Xuan's figure had disappeared in place, and the surrounding scene was like an impression painting that had been withdrawn from space, distorted into the original and could not be seen.

The scimitar in his hand was grasped on his hands at some point, and rows of illusory knife shadows appeared along the way.

Like a meteor piercing the sky, I saw a moment of brilliance fleeting, and what I pursued was the ultimate splendor.

With this move, Li Xuan perfectly integrated the strange swordsmanship of those black-robed people and Mr. Zhuo's sword intent that opened and closed vertically and horizontally, and he was already running thunder when he was close.

With Mr. Zhuo's eyesight, he could still see the changes in Li Xuan's running process, and at this time, when he saw that he had fully integrated his sword momentum into a knife move, although he had not fully comprehended the lean in it, he had already been inseparable from ten in the simulation of sword momentum, and he didn't expect this little rabbit cub's comprehension ability to be so strong.

And Li Xuan's super explosiveness now also made Mr. Zhuo and Liu Xianglian frequently sideways.

Luan Le had already felt a slight movement at the moment Li Xuan moved, although he was hit hard, and the vitality in his body was not one out of ten, but for his perception, there was no decrease in the slightest.

When that glimmer of brilliance appeared, he was already floating behind him, and the long sword in his hand had already been handed over.

Although the Heavenly Prison Sword had lost its luster at this time, as a heavy weapon that could be ranked in the world, its sharpness was beyond doubt.

The scimitar in Li Xuan's hand had broken the moment he touched the Heavenly Sword, but that touch of brilliance still gave Luan Le a blind spot.

Li Xuan was waiting for this opportunity, and the speed of his body skyrocketed again, and the whole person leaned into Luan Le's arms.

has already raised his elbow and arched his back to punch three times, and three dull sounds sounded, each time it was like a big drum hammer, and Luan Le's sternum had been broken three times.

The residual vitality in his body barely protected his heart, but the huge recoil force still made Luan Le's face like gold paper, and the chaotic sword qi that he desperately suppressed in his body exploded again.

More than a dozen popping sounds sounded from the broken body, and Luan Le's body was suddenly broken by the chaotic sword qi in his body, and more than a dozen terrifying wounds were opened.

Taking advantage of his illness and asking for his life is Li Xuan's code of conduct.

Ignoring Luan Le's short sword, the broken knife in his hand had already pierced Luan Le's chest.

At this time, the Heavenly Prison Sword in Luan Le's hand had also pierced Li Xuan's back, revealing from his chest.

The two of them stopped together, blood dripping from their wounds.

Luan Le's eyes were dim, he was already lifeless at this time, and he couldn't imagine that he would die in such a rural wilderness, at the hands of such an unknown junior.

Li Xuan let go of the broken knife in his hand, and Luan Le's body fell straight to the ground.

He gasped for breath, and then a shy smile appeared on his face.

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