"It's quiet!" With a cold snort, Lin Hua instantly discovered that the two of them were just late-stage cultivators of the Dao Yuan Bafang, and although he was vigilant in his heart, he was not afraid.

"You killed our son?" The gloomy man looked at Lin Hua and said in that hoarse voice.

"Li Qin has killed many people, who is your son?" Lin Hua snorted lightly, but at this moment, he still used the disguise technique, so he directly called Li Qinzhi.

You must know that if you cultivate to break through to the realm of the Dao Yuan Bafang, and the three energies are gathered together, if you are an innate peak master like Hui Taisu, if you don't go all out to implement it, you won't be able to see through Lin Hua's disguise technique.

"The slayer of the living, that is my son." The beautiful young woman, with murderous intent in her eyes, said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Lin Hua chuckled, "Ha, my son is older than Lao Tzu and Lao Niang, this is strange!" ”

"Look for death!" A burst of essence erupted in his eyes, and the man with a gloomy face shouted angrily, and the killing intent rushed into the sky, but it was a sword that slashed instantly.

"Angry?" Lightly, a burst of energy burst out, but it was mixed with the power of Yuan Force and Buddha Power, and it instantly dissolved with the sword and disappeared, Lin Hua smiled faintly.

"Extraordinary master! But now it's a life-and-death struggle! Seeing Lin Hua's kung fu, the man and the young woman couldn't help but show a solemn look on their faces at the same time.

If the sword is broken, the two of them may not care, but they can cancel each other out with the sword, which is not much for the control of energy, not a lot, just this kung fu is enough to make the two of them jealous, not to mention that Lin Hua in front of him is still a master of the same realm as the two of them.

"Life and death, ha, the names of the two of you!" Lin Hua chuckled, but he was also a little expectant in his heart.

Obtaining two kinds of energy, breaking through a new realm, and increasing one's strength, although it has not yet been consolidated, is there any better way to consolidate the realm than fighting?

Of course, this move is also just as dangerous, if you are not careful, let alone consolidate, it would be good if the other realm collapsed.

"Meteorite Pavilion: The Slayer."

"Meteorite Pavilion: Shadow Feiliu."

"Loose cultivator: Li Qin." Lin Hua said lightly in the face of the two, Lin Hua was not interested in how the two of them recruited him, after all, there were thousands of mysterious spells in the land of Shenzhou, and Yin Yuexing's secret method of chasing the source alone was enough to make people amazing.

The two sides confronted each other, and the air was filled with a thick murderous intent, but neither side made any moves, both of them made the other party first, and they were the first to strike.

However, after half a ring, Lin Hua couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately the purple mangxian sword was unsheathed.

"Slash the wind and the moon!"

With a light shout, the sword qi broke through the sky.

But it's a temptation.

Slash the wind and moon!

"Knife Dance!" The long knife waved, and the killer waved the long knife in his hand, and the knife qi suddenly struck out, blocking Lin Hua's tentative move.

"The sword goes off the rails!" At the same time, Ying Feiliu's killing moves were shot at the same time.

The sword light rises, and the sword qi comes.

"Hinderers! Drink! Lin Hua frowned, but the purple light flashed again, and he blocked it slightly, but it knocked the sword qi away.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

"Kill!"

Three kills, at the same time, the killing intent becomes more and more intense, close combat, swords intersect, fists and palms alternate.

The sound of swords and swords shook the moon shadow, and the musk deer in the empty valley shook, and suddenly the wind and clouds changed, and the dust flow vibrate.

Lin Hua faced the two masters of the Meteorite Pavilion, you came and went, one advancing and one retreating, fighting fiercely in the moonlight; I saw the figures of the three people moving in the air, and the momentum was galloping.

The killer of the Falling Star Pavilion, Ying Feiliu wanted to avenge his parents, the sword became more and more cold, and the sword roared and shook endlessly.

Similarly, Lin Hua gathered three different energies, and he was even more high-spirited, attacking in an orderly manner, and he did not show the slightest invincibility.

After a long time of attacking, the Killer and Ying Feiliu were anxious and angry in their hearts, and finally exercised the energy in their bodies, and suddenly there was a cold shout, and it was actually a sword merger, and they struck suddenly.

The fire of the sword and the cold ice of the sword are extreme sword moves that blend ice and fire.

In an instant, the alternation of ice and fire turned into the power of wind and clouds, and snow suddenly fell in the sky, and the withered grass on the ground of the empty valley instantly turned into a sea of fire.

The power of mutation, a powerful move.

Lin Hua couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and he stared at it.

"Die! Strike of Fire and Ice: Dual Flow. The two of them drank at the same time, and it was a double stream blow.

The two qi of ice and fire swords burst out in an instant.

In an instant, heaven and earth were transposed, and the universe was reversed......

"Not good!" Seeing the terrifying power of the extreme move, his face could no longer remain calm, Lin Hua frowned, and was secretly shocked in his heart, and in an instant, the purple mang long sword in his hand was unfolded, and a proud sword intent appeared, and a cold, invincible power of will appeared!

"Thunderbolt Slash!" With a shout, the sky suddenly changed color, and it actually attracted the power of heaven and earth.

Thunderclouds appeared, and suddenly lightning and thunder roared.

The power of a sword is as powerful as a prison.

It is actually a self-created extreme move that fuses the earth-shattering palms of all nations and the magic sword flow mystery of the scars of the wind in the explosion of the inch and the mark of the wind.

The thunder descended into the world and instantly introduced the purple sword in Lin Hua's hand.

Surrounded by purple thunder, it is like the god of thunder in the world.

However, Lin Hua was not comfortable, the power of thunder and lightning with infinite power, although it was confronted by Yuan Force, Dao Spiritual Power, and Buddha Power, but his right hand holding the sword was still instantly numb.

The extreme sword move of the power of thunder and lightning, the dual flow of qi that collided with the power of ice and fire, suddenly shook the four fields and set off a stream of dust.

The collision of two strong energies caused a situation of equal division.

The two extreme moves dissipated in an instant.

However, in the same way, Lin Hua only felt that his own Yuan Power had increased slightly, but it was the effect of energy extraction, which was instantly divided into three, turning into Dao spiritual power and Buddha power, supplementing.

"Tough master! Bitter. His face was condensed, seeing that his and his wife's extreme tricks were actually broken by the other party, and the killer could no longer maintain his original state of mind, he couldn't help but show a trace of surprise, and secretly thought in his heart.

"Hmph, if you are strong, you have to pay for my child's life!" Looking at Lin Hua, who was standing with a sword, his heart was even angrier, and his killing intent was even more victorious, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and Ying Feiliu thought viciously in his heart.

"Is this the strength of the two masters of the Falling Star Pavilion?" Although he was also shocked in his heart, Lin Hua still made a disdainful look and mocked the other side.

Angering the opponent all the time, making the opponent lose his sense of proportion and reason.

The powerful life-and-death battle is also a profound psychological warfare.

"Again, my husband and wife, will give you a taste of what is true despair and what is real death! Drink! Without waiting for Ying Feiliu to react, the killer greeted him first with a cold snort.

The long knife that flashes the cold and kills, the shocking and powerful cultivation, the mysterious footwork that flies and spins, the ethereal and unpredictable weird body method, and the cold light of the completely unfamiliar knife shadow!

"Die!" reacted, with the same shout, Ying Feiliu rushed with a sword, the ethereal figure swam, and the long sword in his hand divided the enemy's vital points.

Seeing the two of them attacking fiercely, Lin Hua was not afraid at all, exercising the energy in his body, and his swordsmanship caught up.

Turbid, thick, cotton, soft, rigid, treacherous sword qi, sword shadow, woven into a tight and difficult to defend sword net.

The cold knife waved like a mountain peak, the long sword turned like a rain and clouds, and the killer, Ying Feiliu's swordsmanship cultivation was the same unfathomable Lin Hua.

Work hard, fight hard.

The hatred of killing sons, the difference between camps, and the battle of life and death have fallen into a white-hot state.

"The knife is the only way to kill!"

"The sword has hatred!"

The killer, Ying Feiliu shouted again, killed with a sword, and walked towards with a sword.

Although Lin Hua had energy extraction as a backing, he also felt the pressure for the first time in the face of the endless sword duel styles between the two.

I also know in my heart that my skills are too little.

Although no matter how refined it is, it is not much, but if there is not enough skill of the same level, once the other party survives and has a defensive heart, the power of this skill will be invisibly reduced by half.

Without a move, Lin Hua can only exercise his energy, retreat without attacking, and wait until he survives this move, and then attack.

Shadow Feiliu, the killer's awe-inspiring sword qi, sword qi is like autumn cherry blossoms and winter rain, Lin Hua does not dodge or dodge, holding the sword to lift the energy, and destroy them one by one.

It's not that you don't want to retreat, but you can't retreat.

As soon as he retreated, invisibly, the momentum fell.

As soon as he retreated, he had already lost half a point in this life-and-death battle.

Holding the sword, the purple light bloomed again, raising ten percent of the strength, and Lin Hua swung the superior swordsmanship to his heart's content.

"Ha, come again, come again!" If one trick fails, the shadow is not Liu, and the killer drinks again.

Under the moon, the sword flashed, like a dragon soaring in the sky.

In the valley, the sword light flashed, like Lin Yan piercing the beam.

The swords complement each other, the moves are relative, the style is linked, the killing intent is hidden in it, and the pain of wanting to destroy the son.

Drink lightly, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring.

Figure, ethereal with killing.

The killer, the shadow is not Liu, the two of them are together, the swords are combined, the moves are forced, and the style is ruthless.

"Give me back my parents!" The shouts of rage, the awe-inspiring intent of killing.

Seeing the blow of the two swords converging, unstoppable, the corners of Lin Hua's eyes jumped, and he secretly condensed his guard in his heart, raising ten percent of his energy.

It was the moment the sword was on its own.

Lin Hua moved.

The figure fluttered, wandering in the sword light and sword shadow, although he was vigilant in his heart, but on the surface, his eyes were three inches cold, and his lips were seven points cold.

Gathering the vast clan energy of the three powerful powers of the Buddha Dao Yuan, Lin Hua looked at the two people in front of him indifferently.

The sword blocked the shadow of the sword, the body avoided the sword light, and the reflexive palm was a vast palm.

With contemptuous eyes and arrogant words, Lin Hua said slowly: "Is this the only way?" What a disappointment for me! Ha! ”

When the words came out, the killer, Ying Feiliu, showed anger on his face at the same time, but the sword in his hand trembled slightly, grasping the flaw, Lin Hua snorted lightly.

The purple light flashed, and the arm that flew in the air in an instant before the blink of an eye, and the splashed blood predicted the ending.

"Woo!" The left hand was cut off by the roots, and the killer screamed, but sweat ran down his forehead.

"Husband!" Seeing that the killer was hit hard, his face changed drastically, and the sword momentum turned, but it became more and more cold, forcing Lin Hua to retreat, and instantly came to the killer's side.

"I'm fine! Fight again! "Endure the pain, and the power of the demonic energy in the right hand is highlighted, and it is actually the flame of demonic energy.

With a ruthless heart and a twitch in his face, he actually used flames to burn the wound and close it.

"What a spirit!" Seeing the decisiveness of the killer, Lin Hua couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes, but in his heart, he was greatly amazed at the courage of the person in front of him.

"Kill! Black is easy to become a knife! With another shout, the figure rushed and the knife came, and the long knife in his hand turned into an afterimage, like a dark moon, and was cut down in an instant.

Ying Feiliu didn't have time to react, but he didn't follow up in time.

"Ha, you have been hit hard, why are you so strong!" With a chuckle, a cold glint flashed in Lin Hua's eyes, and the purple light came out again, but it was a cold sword intent. (To be continued.) )