Eight-in-one, one who fell out and was injured, isn't that seven-in-one? What Lin Zhan said was not wrong at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the magic of the eight-in-one exercise of the Burial Sword Peak, after completing the combination, no matter what part of the injury is received, in order to temporarily meet the needs of the battle, all the injuries can be transferred to one person, and then this person temporarily withdraws from the combination, and the remaining seven people are still an incomparably strong invincible Donkey Kong.

"Hey, hey, hey......" The seven-in-one invincible Donkey Kong began to make strange noises again.

"The eight-in-one has broken me, this seven-in-one, what is there to fear?" Lin Zhan stood on the top of the white bone tower, smiled at this red snow, and then summoned the sword spirit, "Little Heihei, let's continue to cooperate happily!"

"Ma Ma Mi...... Little black black received!"

Lin Zhan was secretly happy in his heart, this sword spirit Xiao Hei Hei was becoming more and more human, and it was becoming more and more powerful.

Seven-in-one, obviously not as strong as eight-in-one.

And the other party is only one according to the number, although the long sword in his hand is sharp, the momentum and power are superior, but after all, it is a dead thing that needs to be manipulated by humans, once it is taken off, it will be just an object, not a magic weapon.

On the other hand, on Lin Zhan's side, the powerful fire fist method of the body, combined with the strange and changing teleportation and wind and rain cloud body shape footwork, already looks very calm, and the sword spirit Xiao Hei Hei controls the ink sword, it will be like an annoying little tail, staring at the opponent's weak link, and it is the deadliest weak link to start, which is very effective.

In addition, the white bone tower is the most difficult means of attack for the seven-in-one to deal with, this pendulum-like impact is fast and effective, and the strike effect is obvious, so, this adds up, Lin Zhan's previous disadvantage has disappeared in an instant, and his final victory is a certainty.

After Lin Zhan stepped over the eight black-clothed men who didn't know if they were really dying or pretending to be dead, he walked through this third level with his head held high!

"Report! Peak Lord......"

"What's the matter? Could it be that Lin Zhan has already failed to pass the test, and he wants to ask for mercy, hoping to let him go up the mountain? Let the old man think about it...... In fact, if he was modest and bowed his head to admit his mistakes, it would not be unkind to bury Jianfeng, not to mention the opportunity of the sword shrine, which was also his reward, so ...... "An elder on duty, Xu is very annoying to see that he has been informing, so he took the lead in expressing his opinion.

"No, Great Elder, Lin Zhan ......" The face of the messenger disciple was almost black, this oolong is making a big fuss.

"There's no need to babble, just say it!" The sword slave put down the small tea bowl in his hand, and faintly seemed to feel that something was beyond his expectations, "Lin Zhan has passed the second level, it's a little interesting!"

That ruthless sea, in the mind of the sword slave, can be regarded as a somewhat fearful existence, although he has not tried to break through, but he has observed the breakthrough of the disciples of the peak sect, and knows that the terrifying energy contained in the ruthless sea is something that Lin Zhan's realm level cannot be penetrated, and now the disciples are summoned to report, this is definitely the case.

But why is the face of the transmission disciple getting more and more ugly?

"Peak, Peak Lord, Lord, Lin Zhan, he has already passed the first, the third level......" The transmission disciple looked at death as if he was home, knocked his teeth, and said this sentence completely.

"What the hell? you say it again!" the sword slave snapped and stood up.

"Lord Peak Lord Lin Zhan, he has already passed the third level!" Lord Peak Lord was angry, so he spoke quite fluently this time, in one go, without the slightest pause in between.

"Bastard!" the sword slave flicked his sleeves angrily, and with the only sleeve, he swept several small tea bowls on the desk to the ground, making a breaking sound.

"How is it possible!Elders, are the disciples you have taught at this level? The third level, excluding the ruthless sea in the middle, the first level and the third level are all guarded by eight elite disciples, but it is for Lin Zhan, a hairy disciple in the middle of the yellow order, to break through, what kind of face do you have to sit here and enjoy tea!"

This time the sword slave is really angry, he was originally silent, with an unfathomable appearance, he would not say so many words in one breath unless he was angry.

Before it was over, he then said: "Wufeng disciple Da Bi has already embarrassed the Burial Sword Peak once, do you want Lin Zhan to see our jokes again this time?"

"The fourth level, who guarded it?"

Seeing this, the surrounding elders didn't dare to come out one by one, and even looked at each other at this question, and finally the great elder took the lead: "Lord Huifeng, the fourth level is guarded by Deacon Xingluo, he ......"

When the upset sword slave heard Xingluo's name, his expression relaxed a little, and with a wave of his big hand, he stopped the Great Elder from continuing, and instead ordered: "You all go and keep an eye on it, see how many heads this kid Lin Zhan has grown, how many lives he has, and he can even break through the three levels of my Burial Sword Peak!"

As if they had been pardoned, the elders scattered as birds and beasts, left this dangerous area, and scrambled to unfold their bodies and climb to the top of the Burial Sword Peak.

"Ahh ”

"The gold-level level level is indeed difficult, I have been a disciple of Sword Peak for so long, and it is the first time I have seen someone else break through the level, so excited......"

"Yes, I also seem to want to see how many levels Lin Zhan can break through in the end, I'm looking forward to it!"

Of course, there are also people who continue to be cynical and disdainful, they always feel that Lin Zhan relies on luck, and it is really insulting to the name of a monk to break through like him.

Because, in the third level, because of the avalanche and thick snow fog, they didn't see that Lin Zhan was fighting a hard battle, but preferred to believe that it was still an opportunistic way for him.

Deacon Xingluo's status in the Burial Sword Peak is the same as Lin Zhan's current position in the Flame Peak.

Xingluo is also a young disciple, because his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, his performance in the training task is extraordinary, and he can be of great use, so he was exceptionally promoted by the sword slave to be the youngest deacon of the Burial Sword Peak.

Strength is everything, but it may not be everything.

Since Xingluo became a deacon, he has begun earth-shaking changes, and he has become a little arrogant.

This time, he didn't want to come to the fourth level, he felt that a rookie disciple of Flame Peak, why did he need such a deacon to take action, it was very shameless.

But thinking about it, with this gold-level light card strength, Lin Zhan may not really be able to break through to this level, so he is waiting here with difficulty today.

In fact, what he thought was that he would just sign in and be done, but he didn't expect Lin Zhan to let him achieve this wish.

disdain, coupled with resistance, so when Lin Zhan appeared in the fourth level, facing him.

The deacon of the Burial Sword Peak, with a black face, lazily carrying the long sword, with a very casual expression, stared at Lin Zhan coldly: "Hurry up, after the fight, go back to the Flame Peak, and I will continue to go back to sleep." (To be continued.) )