Hundreds of steps from the mountain, the cave is slender, the bottom is not visible, often encounters the fire and the wind is cold, and does not smell the breath of life.

The whole world is as if it is isolated in another dimension. On the dark and bleak other side, there was a faint hissing of ten thousand blades in the sword mound.

"And they all hold their knives and guns tightly, and don't believe anything else. The wolf warrior reminded in a low voice, he has transferred to King Cao's formation, don't even believe in his own gravity-

The gas of the breath is all running on the slope, and the place under your feet will suddenly twist, and the only thing you can rely on is the weapon in your hand.

This feeling is both strange and familiar, in the past, the South Grotto Temple, Huanqing Yuhuang Mountain, and Hedong Demon Gate played the sound of the abyss, and the Tianzun Yue Li, who led the way, would remind Jin Song Qunxiong of "be careful", vividly.

There is no danger of passing through a section of the sword forest that is still static, because the gap is too narrow, and the edge is like clay, so Feng Han, who is a little fatter and a little injured and swollen, can't come over, so he sighs happily.

It just so happens that there is a little phosphorescent light floating in this cave, and if you look down on the uneven ancient swords from a high place, it is really a sparkling scene. Beauty is beautiful, all from old bones, eerie and terrifying.

"Wanyan Aguta, the founding monarch of the Jurchens; Wanyan Lou Room, captured the Liao Emperor alive and swept through Jin Yu; Wanyan Zongwang, the founder of Jingkang shame, captured the second emperor of Huiqin; Jin Wushu, the strongest opponents of Han Shizhong, Yue Wumu and the Wu clan of Sichuan and Shu......" Unlike the Jin and Song Dynasty heroes who held their breath, Lin Qian seemed to have done his homework to travel to the cave, and kept looking around looking for the possible location of the four swords that Chen Xu said.

The sword forest just now was static and flashing, and he felt that the most terrifying thing should be dynamic and glowing...... Just thinking about it, he was disgusted by Feng Han, and raised his arms and shouted: "Lin Qian, be serious!"

If you don't roar, such a loud sound resounded in a deep, decaying black hole, and suddenly caused a large area of thunder and lightning, and suddenly there was a guardian sword dragon leaping and leaping, flying towards this only core from all directions, the vision of ten thousand swords was in unison, and the hearing was deafening.

"Meet the enemy......" The wolf warrior's voice did not fall, and the murderous aura that had been circling and drifting for a long time had already swarmed down, and the few people used by the Jin Fang to make up the number had the strength to carry knives and guns.

But when it was too late, it was fast, and the gaps in the Blood Wolf Shadow, Chu Crazy Knife, and Crescent Gilt Shovel happened to meet Feng Xudao, Cold Star Spear, and Baimen Four Masterpieces unexpectedly......

Qi Qi hugged the edge of the hatred knife and slashed away, the gold and iron resonated, and the tiger roared and the dragon groaned.

The results were immediate, and three million jade dragons were retreated, and the scales and remnants of the armor flew in the air.

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"Lord Feng, did you fight well?" Lin Qian asked with a smile, taking the place of the wolf warrior and leading the crowd to take advantage of the momentum, a scene of broken waves between his robes.

"Okay, good ......" Feng Han breathed a sigh of relief, and his vision suddenly brightened as he spoke, because the outer sword forest was uprooted by Lin Qian, and the phosphorescent light was piled up in front of him and Yirapu A—it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a lamp as big as a mountain.

"When he was alive, he was reckless and murderous, and when he died, he would have a strong sword and be misused by his juniors and leave a disaster to the world. Lin Qian rushed left and right and said to the one behind, "So, try not to deviate from the chivalrous way, everyone present must remember." ”

Lin Qian's words made them feel that they were not here to fight, but to have a meeting!

"Lin Qian, this is the ancestor of my army, are you polite?" Even the wolf couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his head.

Although the Sword of Guardian was scattered one after another, everyone followed Lin Qian all the way to Haiping Mountain, and it didn't take long for them to raid the place where the Supreme Sword Spirit rested. should have been excited, excited, but the Dajin masters suddenly hesitated, it is one thing to give advice, it is another thing to really encounter it, although it is just the anger of the deceased, but these belong to their relatives after all......

Especially after the end of the face and bones, the Jurchen founding monarch, how can he fight......? This situation is very similar to them attracting foreign thieves to pry the dragon vein-

The more whimsical the idea, the more it can be put into practice, and if you really think carefully, this battle must not be fought!

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The Jin army flinched slightly, and the Song army and several people were exposed to a huge green light that suddenly opened. I only heard Meng Liunian and Liu Wenyin both screaming miserably, both of them were injured by the arc-shaped sword qi shot from nowhere, and it was thanks to Xie Tao and Wan Yanzhan who quickly rescued them to save their lives, but they only played the role of a doctor due to lack of physical strength.

Wolf Warrior, Xue Huan and the others hurriedly put away their distracting thoughts and put them back on top, but seeing that the sword spirits at the forefront were chaotic and there was a grand scene of a group of demons dancing wildly, they seemed to be laughing, who wanted to be polite to whom?

"It's King Chungyeol's sword. "The servant An Zhen recognized it first, but the sword was floating in the west, changing in mid-air, and it was no longer in place in a short time, and it was difficult for the world to see its whereabouts.

Lin Qian endured for a moment, and slashed at the upper right corner: "I heard that the golden vulture is brave, and he will take the edge of the blade and take refuge in every battle." Why, was he frightened by the three generals Han, Yue, and Wu? When he saw the Song army, he hid?"

With a swipe, the sword spirit was poured down with excitement, and it smashed violently with blue light and purple qi, just as Lin Qian described, showing extraordinary courage and courage,

One of the great gold heroes didn't dare to offend, and the other really couldn't catch up with the speed of this ghost, so they could only watch the ownerless sword turn into thousands of air currents, and at the same time they rushed towards Lin Qian from countless directions. In his situation, Lin Qian was like a knife standing in a high-speed rotating waterfall, not only the center was crazy lightning and thunder, but also the surrounding area was full of violent storms and rain.

Glancing at Lin Qian again, his expression revealed his true feelings: This fountain is so beautiful......

It's still a dazzling one!

"It's really the Loyal Martyr King/Vulture ......" When it was, the end of the sword qi conjured up the image of the legendary Golden Vulture, dressed in a big red robe, covered with golden armor, a fire dragon horse under his crotch, and a thousand jin blades in his hand, but those fragments were still fleeting after all, because ......

The white light swept in the whirlpool, a black shadow came out of the knife like the wind, and in an instant, thousands of feet of snow flew up, and the water floated in the void, and before the heroes could realize it, they suddenly heard a crack, and the sword spirit was thrown into no man's land with all its artistic conceptions,

Whoosh, the colors are gone, the turbulent waterfall is gone, the noise is gone,

Lin Qian doesn't move, you can still admire, drink and hate the knife, and fall apart!

"This knife is called ......" Huan Duan was still distinguishing that this was Lin Qian's first layer, and Li Junqian, who was sweeping the periphery with him, replied: "It's called 'Shaking the Mountain, Shaking the Yue Family's Army'!"

How is it not appropriate, the sword of drinking and hating is magnificent, Huahan, Yue, and Wu fight side by side, Najing Banner 100,000, ships towering on floors, Yanghuai, Zhejiang and Sichuan-Shaanxi are majestic, majestic and purged, and a few more golden vultures will also be forcibly killed.

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"Lord Gong ......" may be the enemy's new arrival sword style is similar, when it gathers behind Lin Qian's back softly, it is Feng Xudao's first perception, but Xu Yuan is far away, Guikong Jue can't stop resisting in the air, and let it slam into Lin Qian's body......

Fortunately, it didn't, Lin Qian found that although it was late, the action was fast, and he turned around and stabbed it in time, but the power of the sword spirit seemed to be one order higher than that of the Golden Vulture Technique, and it was shocked but not chaotic, and it continued to rush, although the appearance was gentle, the connotation was ruthless-

It is appropriate to look at it with its owner, Wanyan Zongwang, "I like to talk about Buddhism, rich and generous", but I am invincible in all battles, and the blood flows like a river where I kill......

It was indeed like this before the time node when he fought five moves with Lin Qian.

It's a pity that the sea of blood that was led by the sword spirit can't fight the infinite universe summoned by Lin Qian-how can there be a boundless kingdom of Wang Yangze, and the sun, moon and stars will fill it!

Movement is like talent, quiet is like satisfaction. Sigh Lin Qian is at ease, and a single hate-drinking knife can turn this labyrinth upside down.

"It's rare for someone to be able to fight five moves alone with Lin Qian's guy......" Gao Fenglei frowned and said, he didn't feel that there was a problem with his words at all, Lin Qian's strongest had a problem?

"It's not a 'human'......" Yirapua reminded in a low voice.

Jin Jun didn't laugh at anyone, although he strengthened his confidence in reining in the sword spirit, he faintly felt that it would be more difficult for Lin Qian's soldiers to resist in the future......

In the blink of an eye, Lin Qian completely pressed and beat the sword spirit named Wanyan Zongwang, as if he was pressed under him and beat him hard: "I wanted to beat you a long time ago! Eighty years ago!

"Tell a bunch of, can it understand?" "Stop, lord, don't be irritable!" Feng Han and Xu Yuan shouted first, one was afraid that the ancestors would be humiliated, and the other was afraid that Lin Qian would get out of control.