The leisurely Lin Xiu was like walking in his own back garden, and the frightened Min Qingya looked around vigilantly like a thief.

Many villagers who returned to the village from the field returned to the house with hoes and laughing, and the busy scene was incompatible with the leisurely Lin Xiu.

The timid Min Qingya buried her head in Lin Xiu's back, but became the focus of the road.

On the left side of Jinwu Village is the ancestral hall, and the ** who repaired the ancestral hall noticed something strange in the distance, and after watching, it was actually Lin Xiu.

A bloodthirsty chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth, his whole body trembled, and his five fingers sank deep into the green brick in his hand.

'Can you hide from the first year of junior high school, but can you still hide from the fifteenth?' **The toes suddenly exerted force, like a cannonball, and attacked Lin Xiu.

The keen perception made Lin Xiu feel the murderous aura coming from the left side for the first time.

"Here comes the sword!"

The green steel sword took off in a circle and fell into Lin Xiu's palm, colliding with the ** murderous fist.

Infinity is synonymous with zombies, and in the midst of anger and rage, the power is doubled.

If it weren't for the green steel sword, even ten peachwood swords would be shattered.

punched Fei Lin Xiu, and before he could react, ** took advantage of the victory to pursue, picked up the iron fist, and smashed it down with a hideous face.

Lin Xiu, who was floating in the air, estimated the damage and strength of this punch, and decisively chose to use the Tai Chi sword technique.

Overcome rigidity with softness, and dial thousands of pounds in four or two.

Softness, control the tip of the green steel sword in the weakest part of the iron fist, with the point as the surface, the tip of the sword sticks to the fist to unload the force, the wrist is shocked, and it flies back.

The collision of Taoism and corpse qi, everyone who repaired the ancestral hall all jumped on the beams of the house to watch.

For ordinary people, it is an unreachable place, but among you here, who are ordinary people?

"I've heard for a long time that Lin Xiu can fight across levels, and when I see it today, it's really extraordinary." Liu Miaoxuan exclaimed.

Even with the strength of his demon realm, it will also be tricky to fight against the ** who is about to break through the blue-eyed zombies.

The people here only knew Lin Xiu's hole card through Ouyang Guo, the inheritor of the Northern and Southern Sword Saints, and the last descendant of Wudang Mountain, this is the most terrifying existence.

If this identity is revealed, I am afraid that it will become Tang monk meat, and everyone wants to take a bite.

Xiang Tianqing pouted and said: "Cross-level fighting, for zombies, there is no difference, and when you are injured, the perception of pain is stronger." ”

Everyone who sat in the room and watched the fight was not optimistic about Lin Xiu.

As Xiang Tianqing said, even if you can fight across levels, zombies belong to the existence that jumps out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements.

Without the move to kill it, the battle would be useless.

The three-legged golden crow who enjoys the power of faith in retreat, even if he knows the fighting in the outside world, cannot fall short, and he cannot tolerate mistakes at a critical moment.

"Boy, don't hide like a loach, what kind of man is running away!" ** All the attacks were defused by Lin Xiu, and they couldn't be turned into substantive attacks on him, just like a loach, and it was futile to attack more.

Lin Xiu said disdainfully: "Don't hide from me and let you fight?" Am I stupid? ”

The agitation method has no effect on Lin Xiu, ** has no strength, but it always hits the cotton.

It was soft, so angry that he didn't want to face Lin Xiu.

Tai Chi swordsmanship, can attack and defend, advance to attack, retreat to defend, a lot of sword marks on the body of **, it looks extremely embarrassing.

Even if he wasn't injured, it looked like he couldn't get over his face.

If you don't get rid of Lin Xiu, when you break through the blue-eyed zombies, you will have inner demons, and when you break through, you will be very easy to fall.

The easiest way to kill zombies is to thunder tribulation, otherwise the difference in strength is too big and they are forcibly killed.

Min Qingya, who had a worried face on the side, nervously pinched the corners of her clothes, afraid that Lin Xiu would be killed by ** punch.

Those who achieve great things are not informal.

** Glancing at Min Qingya coldly, he sneered: "It depends on how you hide next." ”

The fist wrapped in corpse gas, the strong fist wind rushed towards the girl, and before the fist arrived, the fist wind had already blown through the girl's immature face.

Seeing that it was too late, Lin Xiu could only use his sword to block it, and his consciousness controlled the Qinggang sword, which was horizontal in front of the girl.

The cannon fist smashed the green steel sword, revealing the smile of the victor, and attacked Min Qingya.

"Bang-"

A surging force, shaking the void and distorting the air.

**The bloodthirsty smile gradually stiffened, and the smile at the corner of the mouth slowly disappeared.

"This! No way. ”

** Roared in surprise, Lin Xiu laid down the formation in front of him, and broke the five-layer formation with one punch before he was resisted.

Even Lin Xiu's face was a lot paler, and he panted and looked at **.

If this punch hits Min Qingya, he will be crippled if he doesn't die.

Formation? Talisman? How is it possible, when did a genius Taoist become a talisman again?

And looking at the speed and proficiency of the array, at least he is a great talisman, and he is not a fledgling talisman.

Calm judgment and familiar with the use of formations, even Liu Miaoxuan was shocked.

The Great Talisman, even in the Northern Sect, is one of the few, and those who have a blue talisman can only be portrayed by the Great Talisman.

Eighteen-year-old Great Talisman? Just kidding!

Cultivating spiritual power is much more difficult than physical strength, but the identity of a talisman is extremely rare, and when facing each other, there are a group of demons and monsters.

If there is a talisman master, why do you need teammates, he alone is an army, and endless rune paper is thrown.

This was followed by a scream of ghosts crying and wolf howls, setting up formations and waiting for the enemy to fall into the trap.

A high-level talisman can also refine a higher-level rune paper, a red talisman, and it is rumored that even if a big faction like the head of Maoshan is in charge, he can sit on an equal footing.

The talisman master who can depict the red rune, the proficiency of the rune paper and the use of the formation are completely the same as the Taoist.

This is also the reason why ** dropped his jaw in shock, Taoist genius, kill it, kill it.

The genius of the rune, the existence sought after by the big family, even if he can break through the blue-eyed zombie, the situation in the future will be quite sad.

Lin Xiu, whose face was like a blank piece of paper, was also in a very bad state at the moment, and the arranged formation was broken five times in a row, which hurt his spirit and hurt his brain.

"Hmph, if I don't get rid of you, I will always bear the condemnation, kill you, at most I will be hunted down by the major factions!" ** looked at Lin Xiu with a distorted face.

Weak, like a little sheep, lying in Min Qingya's arms, he looked weakly at the fist that was gradually enlarging in his eyes.

"Bell-" The crisp voice came into the ears of **.

Hey? Still have the ability to resist? This punch is all using ten percent of his strength, and even if he can resist it, it is not something that he can resist if he is weak.

** Raised his head and looked ahead, and found a woman dressed in red, holding a sword blade, pointing at him.

Anyone with a little eyesight can recognize this sword, how many people died for this sword a few months ago.

Southern Sword Saint, Yan Peixue's saber, blood sword fine snow.

How could this sword fall into the hands of the woman in red? Before I had time to think about this question, the powerful ghost qi rose to the sky, staring at the **.

(End of chapter)