Chapter Twenty-Three—Three Swords Determine Life and Death
The middle-aged man was shocked by the first sword, and the second sword made his face turn white violently, and a mouthful of blood was almost about to spurt out. However, after his complexion changed several times, he held back this mouthful of blood again... However, the horror in his eyes can no longer be hidden!
Blood also flowed out of his mouth, and this time, he finally knew that he had been fighting geese all day long, but this time he was killed by geese.
He couldn't imagine how Lin Yuan, who had been called a waste since he was a child, could have such a powerful Liliang in half a year?
How old is he? Fourteen years old? Acquired Eightfold Realm? A teenager who has reached the eightefold level at the age of fourteen is a waste of firewood? So what are they? What is Lin Yong, who is known as a genius in Lin Jiazhuang.
It's all waste, everyone was deceived by Lin Yuan, and suddenly, a thought flashed in the middle-aged man's mind.
Could it be that he was not abolished at the beginning, and the dantian was not broken, but then he thought that he could see it clearly in the back at the beginning, how could it be. ”
Suddenly, an electric current flowed through the middle-aged brain, making his body tremble suddenly!
He suddenly understood a little, Lin Yuan was not from Linjiazhuang at all, his parents, yes, his parents, and even the owner of Linjiazhuang were polite to his parents, which was just not clear to ordinary people.
It turned out that everything was out of Lin Yuan's parents.
The dantian was abolished, how could it be repaired, unless it was the innate martial artist who helped to rebuild the foundation and repair the dantian.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man didn't seem to dare to think about it at all, but there was still a doubt in his heart, since he was a congenital powerhouse, why didn't he stop them in the first place?
However, now, he didn't have time to be shocked and shocked, just because Lin Yuan's third sword was already close at hand!
This time, the middle-aged man no longer retreated, and after unloading the aftermath power of the second sword, the third sword that Lin Yuan followed closely, the middle-aged man, chose to face it directly!
It's not that I don't want to avoid it, but I can't avoid it at all.
At the foot of the foot, the previous qi and blood floated, and it was suppressed by him in an instant! Immediately, the long knife in his hand was as if it had turned into a knife in an instant, and it was extremely dazzling!
With a fierce kick under his feet, his body was suddenly facing Lin Yuan's third sword, and he stabbed it hard!
The entire space seemed to be cut apart by an extremely powerful qi machine!'hiss', and where the long knife passed, the air was surging wildly!
It's just that this middle-aged man's sword is obviously impossible to compare with Lin Yuan's sword.
The silver huge sword mang, the white long sword mang, two completely different liliang, but with the same majestic momentum and fierce killing machine, there was a convergence in the air!
Forthwith...
Rumble!......
Another violent explosion sounded!
"Poof!"
A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of the mouth of the middle-aged man, and his entire body flew out upside down! Now this one is hard, so that the man is suddenly injured and flies upside down!
Lin Yuan was still so plain, standing opposite, without the slightest injury, the terrifying light in his eyes flashed by, and then, it suddenly turned into an extremely fierce killing intent, a wisp of fierceness, suddenly flashed!
"This son must not be kept!"
A hint of enlightenment instantly swept through the man's heart! Immediately, he didn't care about anything else, and with a 'hiss', he took a strong breath again, and the true yuan surged again, suppressing the true yuan of the riot again...
Knowing that such a strong pressure on the injury was likely to cause permanent damage to himself in the future, but he couldn't manage it that much now.
This time, he knew that he would definitely decide to die in life, either Lin Yuan would die or he would die.
The middle-aged man's face was hideous, and after he roared, his entire body suddenly turned into a phantom and shot towards the edge of the forest! The long knife was raised, and the phantom of the giant knife appeared again!
This time, the middle-aged man chose to take the initiative and seize the opportunity, only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope. It's just hope that Lin Yuan's fighting skills are weak.
A war is a battle between life and death, and the heart of a young man.
Lin Yuan's eyes shot a terrifying chill and murderous intent, and he already had a killing heart for the middle-aged man. In addition to the previous ones, I thought of the torture I had endured.
The only way to kill is to kill Liwei.
The slightly vague giant knife slashed wildly, and the speed was so fast that it was already close in front of Lin Yuan's eyes!
This moment is between life and death!
This moment is the moment of victory and defeat.
Suddenly, the long sword in Lin Yuan's hand erupted into an even more brilliant sword light.
The strength of the peak of the eightfold realm of the day after tomorrow exploded instantly, without the slightest concealment.
Just now, Lin Yuan had been retaining his strength and controlling his strength at the early stage of the Eightfold Realm of the Day After Tomorrow, at this moment, Lin Yuan broke out in full force.
Lin Yuan knows very well that his combat skills are lacking, but after all, Lin Yuan is a big realm higher than the middle-aged man, since his skills are not as good as you, he will use the realm to crush you to death.
Moment
The middle-aged man's heart was beating like thunder, and when he came to this world, he felt the breath of death for the first time, so close to him!
However, at such a critical juncture, the man's eyes flashed, his teeth suddenly clenched, and he still faced the invincible sword.
"You, you can't stop it!"
Lin Yuan's eyes were shining, and he snorted.
'Click!'
A crisp sound suddenly came from the middle-aged man's knife, and with an instantaneous collision, Lin Yuan's steel long sword instantly shattered the middle-aged man's long knife.
"Boom"
The silver-white sword castrated unabated. Still stabbing towards the middle-aged man.
I could only hear a loud 'boom', and a deep ravine several meters long suddenly appeared! Dust suddenly burst up!
And the middle-aged man's body instantly burst into the air, and at the mouth of his heart, a clearly visible wound was visible. The whole shijie seemed to freeze suddenly in his eyes at this moment!
"Bang"
The middle-aged man's body fell to the ground hard.
The wind passed, and the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly bulged out of his sockets, his face was pale and frightened, and his expression of disbelief froze on his face...
He slowly lowered his head, his dull eyes moved to his chest... After a while, a red thread suddenly appeared in his throat...
"Lin Zhiping" The middle-aged man suddenly said such a sentence.
He hated, hated Lin Zhiping, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have died, and if he hadn't been for Lin Yuan's trouble, he wouldn't have died.
I have worked hard to cultivate to the current realm, but unfortunately, everything is disappearing.
"If you don't let me get better, I won't let you get better, Lin Zhiping, wait for Lin Yuan's revenge!" Thinking of Lin Yuan's terribleness, the middle-aged man's face flashed with a trace of horror.
Before dying, I had to pull on the back pad, and sure enough, it wasn't a good thing.
The middle-aged man's throat trembled, and suddenly a stream of blood suddenly spurted out of his throat, spurting out more than a meter high! After two breaths, the blood spurted out gradually decreased. Then after a full pause for a few breaths, the middle-aged man's figure fell to the ground weakly...
Life, gone!
zuihou, Lin Yuan's gaze was fixed on the middle-aged man's lifeless body...
"Lin Zhiping" Lin Yuan's eyes couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried, he was still very flat, but the killing intent that occasionally flashed in his eyes could tell what mood he was.