Lin Chen didn't move, but Murong Chui flew back three positions. This time is the first time Murong Trai has lost since the beginning, although Murong Trai has suffered losses before, but he has not shown it directly, so Xianbei Tieqi has always thought that the two are equal, but now, they finally clearly recognize the awareness.

A subtle change that led to the lowering of the soldiers.

This is the role of spiritual pillars. With the spiritual pillar of Murong Chui, the Xianbei Iron Cavalry is the invincible first army in the world; But if Murong falls, it will definitely have an irreparable impact on the Xianbei Iron Cavalry, and even the decline of the Xianbei Iron Cavalry is not necessarily.

But Lin Chen didn't seem to notice this, his expression was still the same, there was not the slightest gap to be found, and then, Lin Chen finally handed out the third sword:

Two rituals give birth to four elephants!

This sword constantly deduces four variations, as if there is no beginning and no end.

When swordsmanship reaches this realm, it can no longer be called "law", and it may be more appropriate to call it "Tao".

But at the moment when the nameless sword was about to stab Murong Trai, Murong Trai's majestic body retreated leisurely under impossible circumstances, and also handed over a shot straight like Lin Chen, Murong Trai's retreat not only withdrew enough space for the gun, but also made his body half a meter above the ground.

This shot looks ordinary at first glance, but it is definitely the most condensed shot since Murong Chui's debut, he not only condensed his life's skills to the tip of the gun, but also condensed his martial will into this shot. If this shot can't save him for his disadvantage, it will definitely cause irreparable damage to Murong Chui's will.

Lin Chen knew this, and he also knew that he had no turning back. But he doesn't need to look back.

Bite!

Hidden in this voice. There was a faint cry of sorrow.

But this time it's not the Nameless Sword. It's the North Tyrant gun.

Purine......

A magical sword sound that was so slight that it could be heard clearly by everyone present suddenly shattered the momentary silence in the scene, making people feel that this nameless sword was not a mortal soldier in the world, but a divine weapon full of spirituality.

Since the last attack, Murong Trai's imperial aura has disappeared, but Murong Trai is the great grandmaster of the great grandmasters, and it is completely out of instinct. It condensed the essence of Murong Chui's lifelong spear skills, although it could not be compared with the previous shot, but it was enough to make Ren Yao, Jiang Taixu, and Chen Gonggong change the existence of this level.

Lin Chen's left hand flicked on the body of the sword, and a sword roar rose into the sky, and the sound of the sword roar poured into the mind of Murong Trai, who was close at hand, with a huge impact, and at this moment, Murong Chui's spear momentum could not help but stagnate.

If Murong Trai was still the invincible and invincible number one master in the north before. It is entirely possible to rely on the willpower of non-humans to support the past.

It's a pity that this is not what it used to be.

Burst!

Murong Chui spurted a mouthful of blood. The body took advantage of the momentum and flew back.

Murong Chui didn't give up just yet, he suddenly reversed when he flew back, and volleyed retrograde with a phenomenon that violated the common sense of heaven and earth, instantly bursting out countless gun shadows, the end point of each shot was the crystallization of countless blood, and each shot was condensed by countless experiences, as if it had been the most delicately calculated instinctive attack.

These countless gun shadows, each shot is substantial, and every shot is at the peak moment when it attacks Lin Chen, and it can cause the most powerful damage to Lin Chen.

Tai Chi Force Field!

In the space between Lin Chen and Murong Chui, a real qi net suddenly erupted, and this net was as magical as the previous battle against Zhu Faqing, becoming denser and thicker......

To the naked eye, it didn't seem to be expanding very fast, but it was able to follow up with all the attacks when Murong Chui's countless spear shadows arrived.

Murong Trai saw that his attack was fruitless, and he wanted to withdraw and leave, to buy himself one more respite, in Murong Trai's plan, he could fail, or even die, but he definitely couldn't let Lin Chen feel better, even if he died, he had to pull Lin Chen to be buried with him.

Because Murong Chui is burdened with the rise and fall of the Great Yan Kingdom, he can't let the future of the Great Yan Kingdom be ruined on himself, without Lin Chen's border wilderness, as long as there is a little bit of power, he can fight their ideas, and his several outstanding sons, as long as one of them does not make a fatal mistake, he can include the border wilderness in the territory of the Great Yan Kingdom.

But Murong Chui's face changed, because he found that he couldn't move.

I don't know when, the expanding air suddenly turned into an extremely terrifying collapse, his body was completely out of his control, such a contradictory force, and the change was so sudden, it completely exceeded Murong Chui's understanding.

If it was Murong Chui at the peak, where would he fall into Lin Chen's trap so easily.

There are no superfluous shouts, no words, and the battle is over at this time, Lin Chen used the simplest and most direct way to express his killing intent, Jian Hong with a speed faster than the whistling sound of breaking through the sky, with the overwhelming coercion as big as a mountain, countless yin and yang qi rushed away like this.

This sword completely embodied the majesty of the Supreme Grandmaster of Lin Chen's march into the Shattered Void.

Boom!

Murong Chui's Beiba spear was cut off from it.

Although Murong Chui's fighting instinct was really terrifying, it was at the most critical point. At the moment, he actually used the body of the Beiba spear to connect the horizontal spear, and took the attack of the nameless sword without any difference, but unfortunately, Murong Chui overestimated the strength of the Beiba spear, and the colorful sword rainbow was as easy as piercing a piece of paper, directly penetrating Murong Chui's body.

This sword is not only as simple as piercing, but also killing Murong Hang. The meridians of the whole body were shattered inch by inch, and the dantian was completely destroyed, even Da Luo Jinxian was difficult to rescue.

Lin Chen's eyes. There is no sorrow or joy, because when Murong Chui's state of mind is flawed, he is doomed, if it weren't for Lin Chen's early feeling of some bad intentions, Murong Chui would not be able to support it at all, and when his state of mind was broken, Lin Chen could kill him in one fell swoop.

Call......

At this time, a figure roared over, and he wanted to lift Murong Chui's exhausted body and leave.

Lin Chen just looked at it with a sneer, and didn't make any moves.

The speed of this figure is terrifyingly fast, it is definitely not under Gonggong Chen, and it is even a little stronger, it can be seen how powerful the cultivation of the person who came, no wonder he dared to hit Lin Chen's head and fish in troubled waters here.

However, when this figure entered Lin Chen's two-zhang range, its speed suddenly slowed down, as if it was in slow motion in a movie lens, so slow that almost any famous master in the rivers and lakes could put this person to death. (To be continued.) )