Huh.
At the moment, Mingxin's three-inch waist bends like a willow in the wind, just avoiding the sharp claws of Ying Leopard, leaving four cracks in the skirt.
"Well, you little cat, only brother Lin Yang can tear her sister's skirt, you have to pay me!"
Mingxin’s face was smiling like a flower, but there was already a raging fire of unsuspecting thoughts on his body. The flames that burned the soul were the natural opponent of the ghost shadow leopard. One beast and one spirit instantly launched a fierce battle in the air.
At the same time, Lin Yang and Ren Xiaoyao were still facing each other in the air.
In the ear, a young boy yelled: "Brother Lin Yang, come on, you can definitely defeat that bad guy! Come on!"
"God, hurry up, don't mess with Brother Lin Yang!"
Elder Mo pulled Mo Tian and rushed outside. He didn't dare to leave the adventure, so he could only pray for Lin Yang in his heart.
Pray that Lin Yang can punish the evil with the sword and defeat the terrible evil king Xiaoyao.
"Haha, I have become the villain in the kid's mouth... Maybe in the future, the children in Qinglingyu will be so scared to cry when they hear Ren Xiaoyao's name, haha!!!"
Ren Xiaoyao didn't seem to care that the people below ran away. For him, Lin Yang was the only one in the battlefield of Destiny who was worthy of his opponent. The remaining scum was just a lamb to be slaughtered. Run away now and catch it later. That's it.
Lin Yang felt the louder Ren Xiaoyao’s laughter, the stronger the purple spiritual glow on his body, a monstrous evil energy surging out like a volcanic eruption, the pressure on him was definitely more than the previous killing. Qianshang and Linghu ancestor.
"Brother Xiaoyao seems to like to be a bad guy?" Lin Yang also began to emit flame psychic energy.
His current spiritual power is formed by the fusion of purple lightning flames and Wuwangnian fire. The power is overwhelming, burning all kinds of magic, and after the display, the smile on Ren Xiaoyao's face has faded a lot.
"Hehe, Brother Lin really received that fire spirit to practice magical skills..." From now on, Ren Xiaoyao, every word with spirit and power, is a temptation and attack on Lin Yang's fighting spirit and Dao Xin.
The battle between the two is already imperative, and once Lin Yang has a flaw, it is when he takes action.
"However, what I didn't expect was that Lin Yang, who had pitted five major sects with me in the ghost fire Yinshan, is going to be a good man now? Haha, Lin Yang, don't tell me you don't know about life essence, you have to go. Dengtian Road, the following people will be killed sooner or later, you are so hypocritical that you are disgusting!"
Huh.
These words are a sword, a knife, and a sharp edge to cut Lin Yang's heart, to break Lin Yang's aura.
What a Lin Yang.
Facing the sharp words, the evil pressure is rolling, but it is as steady as a rock, and the tone does not fluctuate at all:
"To take the road to the sky, Lin Yang believes that there is always another way... Until the last step, those people are ultimately innocent and will not die!"
"Hahahaha! Lin Yang, you also said that before the last step, what if those people must be killed at the end, what shall you do?"
Ren Xiaoyao is definitely a great man of the generation. Since Lin Yang's debut, how many powerful opponents he has encountered, is the first time he has been so sharply tortured his soul.
Ren Xiaoyao pressed step by step: "At the end, for the sake of heaven, don't you still want to kill? What is the difference between you and me? Huh! Lin Yang, I can't control my life, the path of evil is by myself The will and interests of yours are written, freely, without shackles... What about you? Too tangled!!"
Huh.
Lin Yang's heart shook suddenly.
It wasn't that he felt that the word was poor and that Dao Xin was broken by Ren Xiaoyao's offensive, but that a mysterious feeling suddenly rushed into his heart.
For an instant, he seemed to see a picture.
In the shadow of a hazy world, there is a figure, arrogant and rampant, evil shaking the world...
A finger pointed to his face like a huge pillar of the referee's magic needle...
A voice, far away and boundless, but close to my ear, said to Lin Yang:
"You, so entangled, how can you achieve the peak and lead us to change our lives against the sky! Haotian, you have disappointed me too much!!"
Huh.
This picture flashed through Lin Yang's mind, the figure and the voice shocked his soul like a thunderbolt.
This is completely an accident beyond his control.
Although this process only takes a short period of one thousandth of a second, in the face of a peerless master like Ren Xiaoyao, a single flaw can be fatal.
"Ha, Brother Lin! You lost!!!"
When Lin Yang returned to his senses, Ren Xiaoyao's attack had already arrived in front of Lin Yang.
It was a terrifying sword light, as fast as light and electricity, and indescribably strong. Compared with this sword light, the sword of the ancestor Linghu could only eat ashes.
At the moment of the moment, the only thing Lin Yang can do is to activate the Xuanwu spirit image in his body, and increase his physical defenses as much as he can. With his arms one block, he can carry Ren Xiaoyao's terrible sword light.
Bang!
He flew without accident.
This was the first time that Lin Yang was so embarrassedly knocked into the air by his opponent in a formal battle. The whole person turned into a meteor, which fell to the ground fiercely, smashing into a huge pit.
"Lin Yang!!" Ming Xin exclaimed next to her, even she didn't expect Lin Yang to lose so quickly.
"Roar!"
However, there were a few terrifying Shadow Leopard clones beside her who were entangled in distraction. Anxiously, she wanted to take out her trump card, but suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"I'm fine..."
"Scared to death!"
In the air.
Ren Xiaoyao's horrible purple sword aura rolled between his fingers. At the moment he hit Fei Lin Yang, he was even more energetic and laughed happily:
"Hahaha! Brother Lin, you're off-standard! Why don't you give you another chance? Go back and heal your wounds first, and wait until you don’t have those careful thoughts in your heart before you come back to the fight. You are the strongest opponent I have chosen. … It’s boring to die like this… ”
Ren Xiaoyao had actually retained his strength just now and did not severely inflict Lin Yang.
"No need."
In the stone pit below, Lin Yang's voice rang.
Wow!
Pieces of rubble fell from Lin Yang's body, and a cyan body slowly rose from the messy pit.
There was a terrible scar on Lin Yang's arms and chest, dripping with blood, but not fatal.
This was a sign of Ren Xiaoyao's victory, but at this moment, when Ren Xiaoyao looked at Lin Yang, the smile on his face suddenly solidified.
He seemed to see the awakening of a peerless beast.
The wound angered the fierce beast and called out a terrifying opponent he had only seen in his life.
Lin Yang's eyes at the moment, as if with flames, could directly burn his soul. The murderous intent on Lin Yang's body seemed to entangle him with countless tentacles, arousing every goose bump on his body.
"Brother Xiaoyao." Lin Yang said, every word was hot like flames: "If I had left like this today, how could I be worthy of your love for Lin? I wrote down the sword just now, and now it's your turn. Come pick me up and try."
Huh.
The voice did not fall.
Ren Xiaoyao suddenly felt a red lightning flashing past his eyes, causing him to squint slightly.
In the next instant, the terrifying sword light of Slaughter Immortal Sword had appeared less than half a meter in front of him.
So fast!
Ren Xiaoyao had only heard of Lin Yang Jianzun's name, but only when he really saw Lin Yang's current swordsmanship did he know that all the rumors about Lin Yang in Qinglingyu were farts.
Lin Yang's horror far exceeded everyone's imagination.
Slaughter Immortal Sword Art-Soul Broken Love!
This is one of Lin Yang's strongest sword styles, combining the dual attacks of thought power and martial arts.
Fast as a stream of light, even stronger and weird.
"Good job!!"
Ren Xiaoyao has always been prepared, but the strongest response has been made between the electric light and the flint.
His figure flew back, as fast as electricity, like light.
His fingertips were imaginary, and the purple sword light danced like a dragon, tossing around, trying to block Lin Yang's sword moves.
"Xiaoyao Divine Sword, Shuttian Seven Styles!"
First style, cut!
Ding.
There was only a crisp sound between heaven and earth.
Xiaoyao Divine Sword and Slaughter Immortal Sword Art collided fiercely in the air, and the two peerless sword lights touched and rubbed each other like lovers, igniting endless sparks.
break! !
As a result, Xiaoyao was defeated by the sword, and the Slaughter Sword entered again, less than 40 centimeters from Ren Xiaoyao.
Ren Xiaoyao's hair was turbulent, and his body exploded again.
The second type, Fuck!
The Xiaoyao Divine Sword was divided into two, like two thunderbolts, directly hitting the lower body of the Slaughter Immortal Sword. The turbulent sword spirit was going to show great strength to support the sky, abruptly supporting Lin Yang's ruthless blow.
As a result, it is still broken! !
With one sword, Lin Yang broke all laws, broke all moves, destroyed all predestined conditions, and went straight to 30 centimeters in front of Xiaoyao.
Ren Xiaoyao retreats again, and the sword moves in his hand to show his might.
The third style, swing!
break!
Fourth style, twist! !
break!
Fifth style, spin!
break! break! break! !
This sword confrontation is so wonderful that words can no longer describe it.
In a short moment, like a glimpse of a stunned hung, Lin Yang's power of a sword directly smashed Ren Xiaoyao's five successive exquisite swords, and the terrifying edge had reached the center of Ren Xiaoyao's eyebrows.
The soul is broken, the soul is broken, and the feeling is broken.
Ren Xiaoyao wanted to make another strange move, but he was involuntarily attacked by Lin Yang Jian’s Nian Dao attack and invaded the sea of consciousness, just like the ancestor of Linghu that day, the deepest fears and memories in his memory immediately swept into him like a tide. Mind.
He was shocked for a moment.
Just a short moment is enough.
Ren Xiaoyao, this time it's your turn to lose me!
Lin Yang's sword energy was agitated, slaying the devil and punishing the evil, the sharp Slaughter Xian Jianfeng rubbed Ren Xiaoyao's eyebrows and pierced it, and the bright sword light completely reflected the entire cave.
Huh.
The figures of the two crossed.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
A drop of red blood slowly flowed on the body of the Slaughter Immortal Sword's sword, never dripped, but was sucked into the sword by the bloodthirsty soldier.
Roar! !
Over there, Ying Leopard Xiao Hei seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly thrown away Ming Xin, and flashed to Ren Xiaoyao's side.
"Hey, you won't lose, are you... I'm so lost!"
"Brother, I behaved well, my sister will go back tonight and reward you!" Mingxin also flew to Lin Yang's side, judging from her slightly heavy breathing, the battle with Ying Leopard just now was never easy.
Lin Yang and Ren Xiaoyao did not respond.
The two fought a sword, but it seemed that they had experienced an extremely hard battle. It took a full half a minute before they each slowly turned around.
Lin Yang looked like a torch and stab his opponent: "You lost."
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This weekend, Simon is going to accompany his wife to the obstetric checkup. The baby is about to be born, and he will definitely not be able to write. So today and tomorrow are two changes. Save some manuscripts for future updates. Everyone waits for the good news from Simon! !