Chapter 221 - A Sword Block

Lin Yuan's lips moved slightly, and he gently spit out four words, like a gust of wind, and immediately, he drew his sword and slashed out.

All the solidified true elements, at this moment, thawed, surging up, and with a sword swung by Lin Yuan, all of them rushed forward.

The sound of whining kept ringing, like a crying and whimpering sound like a wind blowing through a valley in the middle of the night, and suddenly it turned into a roar, like a strong wind blowing through a canyon, and then it turned around, and it blew slowly and turned into a wisp of breeze.

The appearance of the three talents, the heavenly sword, the earth sword, and the human sword, as if three divine swords appeared, wanting to take the lives of mortals.

The appearance of the three talents appeared, the entire true yuan was blown in the wind, the huge fire python suddenly struck, the flames on its body swayed wildly, and wisps of sparks were constantly blown up, dissipating in the air like smoke. The huge fire python quickly became smaller and smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if shrinking.

In just a moment, the huge fire python became looming, and Li Gen's posture of flying with his sword and stabbing with all his strength gradually appeared, his speed became slower and slower, and his face was full of unbelievable horror. It was unimaginable that Lin Yuan's sword actually broke the strongest sword that he was proud of.

Under the sword of Sancai, Li Gen only felt that his eyes could not look directly, and the wind blew astringent and painful, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes; his nostrils couldn't breathe, and he was blocked by the blowing wind, and suddenly poured into it, making his nasal cavity feel as if it was cut and stirred by a knife, and the pain was unbearable; because he couldn't breathe, he subconsciously opened his mouth, and the strong wind blew into his mouth, blowing his throat dry, and strangling his throat like a knife, burning pain.

For a moment, Li Gen felt like he had been tortured, and there was no place in his body that he didn't feel uncomfortable. Suddenly, the instincts of years of fighting told him that there was a great crisis approaching, without any hesitation.

The little remaining true element in the dantian completely exploded, rushed out of the body, and the true element became a cover, condensing into a faint red to protect itself.

In the blowing wind, there was an extremely cold killing machine looming, unpredictable, and unusual, suddenly appeared, slashed from the side, and killed Li Gen's neck.

Lin Yuan's sword qi attacked, fluctuating, like one handle, like three handles, unpredictable, directly in the direction of Li Gen.

With a click, the shield formed by Li Gen's true yuan was instantly broken, and before he had time to be frightened, he felt a pain in his neck, and was cut by an extremely sharp killing machine, and his head was blown back by the strong wind, and blood spurted out, and it was also blown back under the strong wind and sprinkled all over his body.

Li Gen's headless body, under the blowing of the strong wind, was thrown backwards like a broken bag, flying more than ten meters away before landing.

The whimpering and whistling wind, slowly paused, gradually fell silent, Lin Yuan fell to the ground again, the light cyan color full of eyes dissipated invisibly, and a strong and tired color quickly occupied, diffusing to the entire face, his face was pale and weak, and his whole body was weak, and the Haoran sword in his hand almost couldn't hold it and fell to the ground. His body shook slightly, and he almost fell, but he held on with his strong willpower.

"Dead ...... Dead ......" Whether it was a disciple of the Lei Shui Sect, a disciple of the Qingyuan Sect, or even a disciple of the Li family or the Qian family, they all swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty when they saw Li Gen die under Lin Yuan's sword, their eyes were wide open like toads, and their mouths were wide open.

Lin Yuan's legs supported his body, and he seemed to have some difficulty breathing, and his whole body was sweating profusely.

Lin Yuan was in a critical situation, and suddenly comprehended the third form of the Qiankun Sword Technique, Sancai, and also used it at a critical juncture, although there was not much true yuan left in Lin Yuan's dantian, which greatly reduced this move, but in Zuihou's time, he still easily killed Li Gen.

But what can be accompanied by the fact that his true yuan is almost depleted, and it is even difficult to support him to fight again, at this time, Lin Yuan's situation is extremely dangerous.

"Young Master Li is dead, avenge him. Suddenly, a disciple of the Li family was the first to wake up and react, but he said something stupid, which woke up the others.

"That's right, everyone rushed forward and took the heart of the Purple Mansion, as long as we refine the heart of the Purple Mansion, our realm can improve Shuzeng in an instant, and it is not impossible to even directly promote the Purple Mansion. Suddenly, there was a burst in the crowd, and the whole crowd erupted again, gradually pressing towards the edge of the forest.

"Hmph, a group of people who fell into the well and looked forward to my forest edge. The size of the forest edge, the bloodshot at the corner of the mouth hooked a trace of arc.

"Haha, then come on, even if I Lin Yuan dies, I won't be succeeded by you, haha, today, let me kill Lin Yuan, as long as the exhibitors, kill all! kill!" Lin Yuan is the size, and the body supported by his legs is instantly combat, and the whole person is like a killing god.

Haoran Sword still erupted with a burst of brilliant dark blue sword light, and without the slightest hesitation, he rushed directly towards the children of the various families who came to him.

"The Qian family, the Li family, you will regret today's incident. Lin Yuan was once again the size of a flock, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, rushing to kill it.

Although Lin Yuan does not have many true yuan, even if the true yuan is excessively consumed, even if he dies, but I, Lin Yuan, am not afraid.

"Lin Yuan Zhenyuan is overconsumed, and now he is just forcibly supporting, what else can he have, so many big shili shots, this place is destined to become a scorched earth, we will all go together, destroy Lin Yuan as soon as possible, and seize the heart of the Purple Mansion. “

A half-step mixed Yuan realm martial artist of the Qian family opened his mouth, he was a genius disciple of the Qian family, with few opponents, and he could be said to be among the core disciples of the Qian family.

"Are you done with it?!"

A dark blue sword qi rose, dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes, Lin Yuan was filled with dark blue true yuan, absorbing true yuan from heaven and earth to keep the true yuan consumed, and the whole scene looked extremely intimidating.

"Qian Feng, the leader of the Qian family!"

Everyone changed color, the shadow of the famous tree of people, Qian Feng has long been famous, it was all killed by himself, and some people also knew him when he was powerful.

I have to say that he is really too powerful, and when he raised his hand, the golden true yuan was full of it, and he pressed down on the front like a sea of sea, and rushed directly in the direction of Lin Yuan.

"Kill!" Lin Yuan opened his mouth and roared, and the three-foot sword light of Haoran's sword was brilliant and turned into a slash.

Haoran Sword was full of dark blue sword light, invincible, and rushed directly towards Qian Feng.

"Dang!"

However, at this moment, Lin Yuan directly confronted and shook Qian Feng's long sword, without any fear, sword against sword.

The dark blue sword qi trembled, the sword qi shone, and it almost fell into the air.

"Kill me!" Qian Feng spewed out a piece of essence and submerged into the dark blue sword light, making it shine even brighter, like a divine river flowing.

"Dangdangdang......"

Lin Yuan confronted this person several times in a row, and directly retreated Qian Feng, a mouthful of blood spurted out, but Lin Yuan was not comfortable, and directly threw off Qian Feng and rushed towards the crowd.