Lin Xuan quickly walked through the forest, this time he was going to shoot at Meng Yan. ]

Because the disciples of the Mu family are too mysterious, Xingfeng Pavilion must be protected by a group of warriors, and only Meng Yan is alone.

Moreover, Meng Yan fought against him for the first time in Qianlong's list and oppressed him several times.

If Meng Yan is not removed, Lin Xuan will feel uneasy.

In the west of the virgin forest, there is a fiery geological vein, which contains horrible magma below. That kind of temperature can make a heavy sea seven heavy warrior instantly turn to ashes.

call!

Lin Xuan fell on the ground, feeling the temperature coming from the ground, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His eyes flickered, and he quickly found Meng Yan's hiding place.

"Zhan Yun!"

The light of the sword passed, the hill in front trembled, and it quickly split into two.

call out!

A shadow came out, the hair spread, and there was a sword hole above the left shoulder, which could not heal.

"Lin Xuan! Are you dead?"

Meng Yan was shocked when he saw Lin Xuan. When he found that Lin Xuan's strength had improved again, he resolutely retreated.

"Are you still running?"

In a little footsteps, Lin Xuan's swords and swords merged into a long dragon and quickly flew out.

Huh!

Jianqi tore the void and instantly came behind Meng Yan.

Meng Yan's face changed drastically. Lin Xuan's strength was higher than he predicted. He didn't dare to carelessly, and a broken dark red armor appeared behind him, blocking the key.

when!

The sword qi hit the broken armor, making a gurgling noise.

"Although your strength is soaring, you are not yet my opponent!" Meng Yan drank coldly.

"I don't think you can do it!" Lin Xuan smiled, Xiaocheng Jianyi poured out quickly, and quickly penetrated into Meng Yan's body.

"Xiao Chengjianyi!"

Meng Yan's face changed again, and the fiery red spiritual power poured into the broken armor, preventing Xiao Cheng's invasion.

"Flaming fist!"

With a fist, Meng Yan's right arm was wrapped in fiery red spiritual power, like a real flame, beating.

At this moment, his half-strength spiritual realm was fully revealed.

The fist speed is like lightning, and the fiery red fist wind is like a sharp blade, hitting Lin Xuan, making a crackling sound.

Lin Xuan's thunder struck across his body, blocking Ling Ling's fist, and at the same time he fluttered away from the punch.

boom!

The fist wind is fierce, and the fiery red light is like a sea of fire, blowing off the trees in front.

Ziji's pupil flashed, Lin Xuan quickly searched for Meng Yan's flaw, and the sword in his hand pierced like a blast.

One sword turned into thousands of swordsman, covering Meng Yan's whole body.

Each Jianmang contains Xiaocheng sword meaning, powerful and horrifying, just like Jianyu.

Meng Yan turned discolored and pulled through the broken armor to resist. Now that his injuries have not healed, and he cannot use all his strengths, coupled with Lin Xuan's horrific momentum, he is in a disadvantage for a while.

Crackling!

Numerous sword marks appeared around him, and Meng Yan even shrank his whole body behind the broken armor and kept back.

Thousands of swordsman, kill everything.

Lin Xuan's momentum became stronger and stronger, the long sword turned into lightning, and a sword curtain was formed in the air.

The two constantly collided, the earth trembled, and the energy exploded, forming a thunderstorm that swept the Quartet.

"Don't think that only you have the mood!" Meng Yan's mouth overflowed with blood, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

Holding the broken armor in his left hand, holding the flame lance in his hand, his body was burning with energy and beating constantly.

"The mood of fire, the gun is out!"

The flames were soaring and burning around, burning the nearby trees to ashes.

Meng Yan speared his spear, with a hot glow, rolled up a wave of fire several tens of meters.

Lin Xuan moved quickly in the air, the sword gas was turbulent, the sword light was diffused, and the collision continued.

"Thunder!"

The sword air was soaring into the sky, and black clouds were formed above it, and horrifying lightning spread over it.

Lin Xuan also thundered like thunder.

"Off!"

The Qiu Hen sword fell, and a thick thunderbolt in the bucket was split in the dark clouds of the sky. Everything that passed was shattered.

The earth was cracked, the rocks were broken, and Meng Yan turned into a thunder sea.

When everything disappeared, Meng Yan held up the broken armor and shook.

"Lin Xuan, even if I die, I will take you to the funeral!"

Meng Yan urged the secret method, burning the body's spiritual power, like a big fireball, rushing quickly.

"Flying fire meteor!"

The mood of fire surging, the spear speared out like a fierce beast.

"Qing Yunjian's third style, breaking the moon!"

The long sword swept across and turned into an inexplicable trajectory in the air, and a half-moon-shaped sword flew out.

Rumbling

After a fierce big collision, the moon-breaking sword gas tore the flame spear at the last moment and penetrated into Meng Yan's body.

when!

The broken armor was shaken by the fly and landed into the distance. Meng Yan still maintained a sprinting posture, but his body was broken in half.

The first genius of the Qianlong list finally paid the price for his evil behavior.

call!

Lin Xuan was relieved. Fortunately, Meng Yan was not well injured, otherwise it would not be so easy to kill him.

Put away Meng Yan's storage ring, the broken armor and the fire lance, Lin Xuan drank a glass of spirit wine and set off again.

Now time is life, and he must rush before the remaining three have recovered.

In a bird-speaking valley, dozens of disciples from Xingfeng Pavilion are constantly patrolling.

"Isn't the injury of your brother good?"

"It's all a kid with the last name Lin, that made the big brother hurt so badly!"

"The kid was killed by the sword of horror long ago, it's really cheap for him!"

Several disciples of Xingfeng Pavilion talked to each other, and their words were full of viciousness.

"Someone's here!" A disciple at Linghai Seventh Peak frowned.

"Who is ahead, stop fast!"

"Stop! This is the site of our Xingfeng Pavilion, hurry up!"

But the figure seemed to move quickly as if not heard.

"Go and kill him!" The disciple of the Seventh Peak of Linghai spoke, and now is the crucial moment for their masters to restore their strength. Never let outsiders disturb!

"So, that ..." The disciples in front of him suddenly changed their faces, and their necks seemed to be pinched.

"Don't talk nonsense, get started!"

"Lin, Lin Xuan! That's Lin, he's alive!" The two disciples in front yelled in horror.

"Impossible?" That kind of horror swordsmanship ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ My brother cast a secret treasure and was seriously injured. How could the surname Lin be alive?

"Unfortunately, I really live." A faint voice sounded among them.

"Rewind! Inform others, and form a battle!" The warrior at the top of the Seventh Peak in Linghai roared.

"Wind Thunder Sword!"

The round horror sword waved open and chopped the surrounding disciples of Xingfeng Pavilion in half.

Today Lin Xuan Jianyi Xiaocheng, these people are not opponents at all.

Puff puff!

For a moment, five disciples of Xingfeng Pavilion were killed, Lin Xuan quickly walked towards the valley.

"Who?" The disciples rushed out quickly, and when they saw Lin Xuan, their faces changed greatly.

"The lunatic is here, he is not dead, hurry up the Big Dipper!"