A sword.

Another sword.

Just now, Lin Yuan killed his junior brother Kshatriya with a sword.

Now, a sword left a three-foot mark on his chest.

For a while, the brahmin was a little confused, he couldn't tell whether it was Lin Yuanqiang or this sword strong.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng, Zheng!"

Lin Yuan shook the blood on his sword, and the blade slashed through the air, making a clanging sound.

Lin Yuan had to admit that the sword of the King of People was really extraordinary.

Lin Yuan's strength was very strong, even if he didn't have a bronze sword or bronze armor, he was stronger than either a Brahmin or a Kshatriya.

Strong is strong, but he will never be able to do it, killing Kshatriya with one sword and injuring Brahmin with one sword.

If, without bronze armor and bronze swords, the battle between Lin Yuan and Kshatriyas, the Brahmins, would have been a bitter battle.

It's not like it's now, it's crushing.

Although Lin Yuan knew that he could fight this battle so beautifully, it was the credit of the bronze armor and the bronze sword.

However, he could not tell.

The more this time, the more Lin Yuan pretended.

The more the brahmin could not see his details, the more he had to pretend to be unfathomable.

In this way, the brahmin is weak in his heart and has scruples, and his ten percent combat effectiveness can be exerted to achieve eight or nine achievements.

Lin Yuan pointed at the Brahmin and said disdainfully: "What kind of bullshit people from outside the world, if you want me to see it, it's nothing more than that." ”

Being ridiculed by Lin Yuan like this, the Brahmin was not angry.

However, the fight just now also made him understand that it was difficult for him to be Lin Yuan's opponent.

The more a brahmin is weak, the more he is unable to show that he is empty.

He said stiffly: "It's just relying on the benefits of the human king sword, there is a kind, you put down the human king sword, let's fight again." ”

Put down the sword of the king in your hand?

Hearing this, Lin Yuan couldn't help but sneer.

This brahmin, is this a practice that has lost the brain?

Is this really a jousting in the ring? Am I still fair with you?

This is a battlefield fight, a fight to the death.

The Brahmin's words made Lin Yuan a little suspicious of his IQ.

However, it had also delayed enough time, and Lin Yuan's second sword was ready.

Lin Yuan slashed Kshatriya with one sword, and slashed the Brahmin with another, which looked very easy on the surface.

In fact, it consumed a lot of Lin Yuan's energy.

The reason why he talks so much nonsense with the brahmins, in fact, is to stall for time and restore energy.

Now, the energy in the body has recovered.

At this moment, Lin Yuan wanted to say to the Brahmin, I am waiting for the recovery of energy in my body, what are you waiting for?

Waiting to die?

"Ding!"

The sound of the sword sounded again, and the next moment, the Dao sword light rained down, slashing towards the Brahmin.

The brahmin's face changed, and he offered a seven-treasure umbrella to protect himself.

In the face of Lin Yuan's attack, the Brahmin only had the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.

In fact, he himself knows very well in his heart that if he blindly resists like this, sooner or later he will die.

But, beyond that, he couldn't have done better.

Block this blow first, and then figure out a way out.

I have to say that the senior brother is the senior brother in the end.

The strength of the Brahmins is much stronger than that of the Kshatriyas.

Lin Yuan charged a blow, and his sword aura was like rain, and he was actually blocked by this Seven Treasure Exquisite Umbrella.

Of course, many agate, orbs, and glass hanging on the surface of this Seven Treasures Exquisite Umbrella were smashed to pieces.

On the umbrella surface of the Qibao Exquisite Umbrella, the sword qi also cut out the Dao sword marks, which looked tattered.

"What a stake!"

"This kid's strength is too strong, I have to avoid his edge today!" Brahmanas thought so in their hearts.

The brahmin was very confident in the defense of his Seven Treasure Exquisite Umbrella, but even such a treasure umbrella only blocked Lin Yuan's blow.

If it was, Lin Yuan would repeat the last attack, and this Qibao Exquisite Umbrella would not be able to hold it.

Why are brahmins so confident in their own delicate umbrellas?

This is about to talk about the power of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Umbrella.

The four of them are called the four great disciples of the Buddha.

In fact, a long time ago, they were called the five great disciples of the Buddha.

Originally, the Brahmin was not the eldest brother, but the second senior brother.

Their elder brother, taking advantage of the Buddha's retreat, stole the Buddha's secret method and betrayed the teacher.

When the Buddha got out of the customs, he was furious, so he asked the four of them to kill their elder brother and clean up the portal.

The four of them joined forces and fought with their senior brother for three days and three nights before they were killed.

After killing his own elder brother, the Brahmin inherited the throne and naturally became the elder brother.

As for this Qibao exquisite umbrella, this umbrella surface was sewn from the human skin of their elder brother, and the umbrella bone was refined from the human bone of their elder brother.

The jewels hanging outside, in addition to the Brahmins' own treasures, also include the eyeballs of their elder brothers, and the relics.

At the beginning, it was the four senior brothers who joined forces to defeat their senior brother.

The Seven Treasures Exquisite Umbrella refined by their senior brother could not be strong.

It is precisely because of this that the brahmin, who had not panicked before, was really panicked when he saw that this Seven Treasures Exquisite Umbrella could only resist one sword.

The brahmin was ready to run, but before he ran, he learned that he would meet the two brothers.

"Two junior brothers, the wind is tight." The brahmin shouted.

These two juniors and disciples were fighting against Bai Lao, Qingqiu Mountain Great Elder and others on the periphery, and the two of them were easy to run.

After hearing the shouts of the brahmins, they looked at each other and fled in all directions.

Bai Lao, the Great Elder of Qingqiu Mountain, did not hesitate and directly led people to chase after him.

However, if the brahmin wanted to run, it was not so easy.

At this moment, he was in the middle of the battle circle, and he was entangled by Lin Yuan.

How can a duck fly like this?

"Boy, if you continue to entangle with me, the people in your family will die!" The Brahmin could not get rid of Lin Yuan, and he was very irritable.

The brahmin also guessed at this moment that the Demon King Bo Xun and them must have gone to Lin Yuan's hometown to pick up the bargain.

After all, they had been fighting with Lin Yuan for so long.

It stands to reason that the Demon King Bo Xun and they had already sensed the movement and rushed to support.

Since the Demon King Bo Xun has not come so far, he must have gone to steal Lin Yuan's house.

Put yourself in another position, if the Brahmin were a Bosun, he would do the same.

Regarding the matter of the base camp, Lin Yuan was also very anxious.

Now, it is impossible for Lin Yuan to go back to support.

Now when I go back to support, won't I be led by the nose by them?

Fighting, there is no immortality.

If those second-order peak masters in the base camp died, it would also be their fate.

"I don't know if they will die, but you and your junior brother will definitely not survive today."

"Besides, how do you know, I didn't leave a backhand." Lin Yuan said coldly. (End of chapter)