"Yama Nine Swords!"

Qing Kill shot, this is his blood killing skill, accompany him through the sword mountain and sword forest, and help him kill the prestige!

Bang!

The Netherworld Qi exploded, and the black Netherworld Qi shrouded the sky, and the ghosts and ghosts roared and struggled in the Netherworld.

Everyone changed color, because this netherworld aura was like a lead cloud, obscuring the sky, and even the sun's rays could not break it, and those terrible ghosts and unjust spirits, everyone could see that they were soldiers!

Moreover, they are all wearing the tattered armor of other countries, which proves that these people are all dead in the hands of Qing Kill, and their ruthless martial arts skills can actually kill people's lives and imprison the souls of others.

"Without a sword, you will become a soul in my sword qi, can you regret it?"

Woowoo......

It was like the ghost door was wide open, and the ghosts and ghosts in the ghostly atmosphere all roared out, and there were headless generals riding on war horses, with pitch-black ghost soldiers in their hands, and pioneers who were missing half of their bodies, and the war spears in their hands were about to rot, but they were exuding a strong breath of death.

Of course, there are also some ghosts that are rotten beyond their appearance.

Qing Kill roared, like a demon god, and stepped out of the netherworld qi and shouted, "Kill!"

He seemed to have become the leader of the demons, the representative of Hades, and led thousands of ghost soldiers to rush to the swordless in front of him, everything was rotting rapidly along the way, and the bricks and earth were snorting black smoke.

"Fight!"

The swordless roared, and the divine blade in his hand was raised high, and he slashed down!

Bang!

The soul power swarmed, forming a sword blade tornado, connecting the sky to the ground, attacking and killing the green slaughter, this sword blade tornado was hundreds of feet high, whistling and rotating, as if it could devour everything.

The dust, the dust, the beams and tiles, etc., were all swallowed up, some of the soldiers were screaming, and some of the reliable ones were directly stirred into meat crumbs flying everywhere.

"This kid has even reached this realm. Lin Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and then he smiled.

This swordless, unknowingly, has also reached the peak of the eightfold introduction of the yuan, just one foot away, you can become the ninefold powerhouse of the introduction of the yuan, after seeing the hidden cultivation of the swordless, Lin Fan looked back, there is no need to look at it, this duel will end faster.

"What, Young Master Lin is worried about your brother?" asked with a flash in the Wing King's eyes.

Lin Fan glanced at him strangely, this old man, where did he see that he was worried?

"Hehe, Lin Shao's eyes are higher than the top, and he looks down on the heroes in the world, so he thinks that the winter solstice around him is just like him, and he can crush everything. ”

A general beside the Wing King smiled.

"Hehe, I'll also give you a choice, you admit defeat, now withdraw from the border of my Yiwang Mansion, give up the accountability of the King of Freedom, I can let the killer only hurt but not kill your brother. "The old god of the Winged King is here.

He didn't expect that this Qing Kill would actually be a broken mirror and become an eightfold powerhouse of Yinyuan, so he was already a winner.

Lin Fan smiled and watched the Wing King perform: "And then?"

You must know that the young general practiced swords at the age of three, killed people at the age of six, and is seventeen this year, and there are no less than 30,000 cultivators who have fallen under his sword.

The guards behind the Wing King all spoke, cold, full of confidence in Qing Kill.

"You think so too?" Lin Fan looked at the Wing King.

"Otherwise, the facts are in front of you. The Winged King took the wine and drank it to his heart's content.

"Blind. Li Guang spoke directly.

The Wing King's eyes froze.

Lin Fan said with a smile: "Do you want to gamble again?" If there is no sword brother defeated, there is no resentment in life and death, and I promise you any conditions, if he wins, promise me one condition." ”

The Wing King looked at Lin Fan coldly: "Any conditions, including letting you die?"

Lin Fan nodded: "Of course, otherwise what is arbitrary?"

The Wing King's brows furrowed suddenly, but the general beside him had already spoken: "There should be some restrictions on this condition, and it is not allowed to affect his family and himself. ”

Lin Fan glanced at the general: "As long as you dare to agree, feel free." ”

"Done!"

There is only one word for the Wing King.

The battle situation is clear, Qing Lu has the upper hand, and now the Nine Swords of Yama have used the third sword, and there is a ghost difference!

So, will it lose?

"Idiot!"

The Wing King mocked in his heart, young man, can righteousness be eaten?

"Idiot!"

Lin Fan's eyes were contemptuous, would he lose without a sword?

The battle was too fierce, and Qing Lu used the fourth sword in the nine swords of Yama, and the sword came out, and there was a ghost Wang Xian, holding the judge's pen, holding the pen to break life and death.

"Roar!"

The swordless battle was furious, the black wounds on his body were hideous, dripping black blood, and it looked very miserable, it was killed by unjust souls and powerful ghosts.

His martial soul appeared, it was a giant sword, too tall, taller than the ghost king of Baizhang, with ancient lines engraved on it, and it was surrounded by mysterious qi.

"Kill!"

Airplanes.

On the body of the sword martial spirit, those quaint lines lit up, as if the electric appliances that had been connected in series had been opened, which was too dazzling.

"One sword breaks life and death!"

Qing Lu sneered, he swung his sword, and the hundred-zhang tall ghost king seemed to hear the summons, and the judge's pen in his hand was raised, depicting an unknown trajectory in the void.

The word 'death' is thousands of zhang in size, ghostly, and seems to represent judgment, to hook the soul, to take the soul!

"Slash the sky with a sword!"

Without a sword roaring, the already faint lines on the sword martial soul suddenly manifested in the void, and the word 'chop' was bright.

On the one hand, the ghostly aura is full of spirits, and if the Sen Luo hell seems to represent judgment and divine punishment, on the other hand, there is a bright hall, and the light shines like the light of the Buddha, and the two diametrically opposed breaths are pouring and colliding with each other.

"No sword, I once said, you are not worthy of being a swordman, you are not worthy of holding a sword, watch me kill your soul with this move!"

Qing Lu laughed wildly, full of confidence in this blow, and wanted to kill Lin Fan in one blow.

"The swordsman, the sword guards, guards the love and love in the heart, the swordsman, kills with the sword, kills all the people in the world who can be killed!"

"The swordsman, the pitch is worthy of his heart, his back is like a sword, he would rather bend than bend!"

"The swordsman, there is a manhood in his chest, and he will level the ninety states with one sword!"

"I'm not worthy to be a swordman, you're worthy?"

Without a sword opening, his back is like a mountain, he walks on foot, like a sword god walking in the world, he can bend without bending, and he can raise his head and smile at three thousand enemies!

This is his understanding of the sword.

The elders of Yaofeng had a sparkle in their eyes, this kid has too strong an understanding of swords, and he can be sent to the old dog of Jianfeng under the door wall, didn't the old dog say that he has no heirs?

"The sword is a killing weapon, and if you hold a sword, you will kill someone, and you will be a sword!" Qing Lu also roared.

This is a confrontation of two perceptions.

"You don't deserve to talk about the sword, if you insult the sword, kill it!"

No sword snorted coldly.

A dead word, a chopping word, a bang!

This is a battle between the perception and understanding of the sword of two Tianjiao!

It has nothing to do with cultivation, nothing else, it's just a fight for the sword!