"Thunder thunder sword!"

This is the thirteen thirteen swords with the strongest thunder swordsmanship. Now all of them are displayed by Lin Xuan in one breath. The long sword formed a light curtain in front of him, flowing blue light.

The **** man approached quickly, and before it touched, it was already rumbling, shaking the eardrum.

Qi Lianghong was shocked. He had never seen such a weird swordsmanship. One sword was faster than the other, and his power was constantly superimposed. The blood sword in his hand broke through the five or six swords, and the speed has slowed down.

"How is it possible that a disciple of the fourth-order condensed pulse can have such a weird swordsmanship?" Liang Hong was surprised, but how about it, he was a whole higher level than Lin Xuan. Can crush each other!

"Drive me!"

Xi Liang screamed loudly, his blood was strong again, and the red Jian Mang could not help but double, quickly tearing Lin Xuan's defense line.

Huh!

The blood-stained red sword was like a bamboo shoot, smashing through Lin Xuan's nine lines of defense, and met Lin Xuan's tenth sword with a strange light.

Lin Linxuan was also shocked. He did not expect Liang Hong to be so powerful. It seemed that he could not underestimate anyone, especially those disciples who could join the Divine Order.

Alas, he still has confidence in the thunder sword. Each sword in this thunder sword will add a layer of dark power to the previous one. When the thirteenth sword, the dark power of the previous twelve swords will be accumulated. This strength is enough to make up for his level with Liang Hong. gap.

Plutonium intersects and Mars splashes.

Qi Lianghong had already shown a cruel smile, and the light curtain in front of Lin Xuan was getting weaker and weaker, as if it would be broken at any time. He was finally relieved.

Although this Lin Xuan forced him to use sword skills, he still couldn't stop his attack. Thinking of defeating this Lin Xuan would have 300 points of contribution, the long sword in his hands could not help speeding up a little more.

"This Lin Xuan is about to lose." Some of the onlookers said, "However, it is enough to be able to force Liang Hong to use his sword skills."

"Hum, it's bad luck for Liang Hong, he dared to call his fast sword in front of Liang Hong!" The disciples of the Shenwei regiment hit.

Gao Linxuan's face was dignified, and he only had the last three swords.

His body was shaking, and he took the initiative to greet him. The black iron sword was like a swimming dragon.

"I rub! He even dared to take the initiative to attack, and die!" Many disciples were surprised.

The disciples of Xun Shenwei were also wrong-faced. They couldn't guess Lin Xuan's intentions, but in the end they could only come down to trying desperately.

Qi Lianghong saw Lin Xuan's initiative to attack, all eyes were ridiculous.

"What is this, counterattack before death?" Liang Hong laughed.

Zhe Linxuan did not answer. All his mind was integrated into the thunder swordsmanship. He was fully controlling the power of the whole body and accurately controlling the power of the sword.

"The Eleventh Sword!" Lin Xuan urged spiritual power, the sword surged, and the sword flew, colliding with the blood sword.

Clang!

Lin Xuan's arm was numb with great strength. He hurried to urge Changshengjue, and the blue spirits poured into his arm, which only relieved the feeling of soreness.

However, his sword was not without effect. Liang Hong's offensive was blocked by his sword, which slowed down a few points. At the same time, he became more skilled in the use of the thunder sword.

"There are two swords!" Lin Xuan clenched his sword, stepped on the basic footwork, and kept walking.

Seeing that his offensive was actually relieved, Liang Hong was furious. He showed fierce light, poured the whole body's spiritual power on the blood sword, and prepared a sword to solve Lin Xuan.

Huh!

The long sword flew and the air shook. Liang Hong killed the past.

Zhe Linxuan also rushed to the past, the person had not arrived yet, and the twelfth sword had been split.

"Give me death!" Liang Hong yelled, fierce force swinging open the black iron sword, the icy sword pointed to Lin Xuan's right chest.

At this critical moment, Lin Xuan's eyes were like a torch, his people seemed to be integrated into the black iron sword, regardless of each other. This is a wonderful feeling, under which Lin Xuan wielded the thirteenth sword.

All the accumulated power in the front of the puppet exploded in this sword, and the black iron sword like the same black lightning stirred the situation. The thunderous thunder sounded in the sword body, and the blood-colored sword-mang blasted directly.

Qi Lianghong felt like he had been struck by lightning, and the huge force made him desperate. He was like the same dust, waving under the thunder.

Tick, Tick!

After the dazzling Jianmang, Liang Honglang stooped and bent, his left hand was covering his chest, and blood continued to flow.

"Liang, Liang Hong lost ..." The members of the Shenwei regiment stayed like wooden chickens, and their overall stiffness was there. The muscles on their faces twitched unconsciously, and they couldn't accept them for a while.

"I lost, I lost!" Liang Hong lost his eyes, and he lost to a fourth-rate disciple, which severely hit his confidence.

Gao Linxuan stood there with his eyes closed slightly, he was digesting the feelings just now, and the thirteenth sword, he seemed to turn into thunder and lightning, this feeling was very wonderful.

"Remember to owe me thirty contributions." Lin Xuan opened his eyes and said to Liang Hong who was gone.

"who is the next?"

When I heard this, the face of the Divine Order twitched, and even Liang Hong was defeated. Among them, Xing Lifeng, who took the lead, was left.

However, Lin Xuan did not intend to let them go, joking, but one person, but thirty contribution points, where to find this kind of fat sheep! So he reached out his finger and began to call.

"You are not allowed to leave, Lin Xuan looked at the members of the group of gods and said, ready to contribute thirty points, waiting for the little master to pick up the goods!" Lin Xuan said excitedly.

"You, that's you!" Lin Xuan pointed to a disciple of the Divine Order and said, "Come and fight, don't lose the momentum of the Divine Order."

The disciple's heart was dead, even Liang Hong was defeated. He must not be Lin Xuan's opponent, but if he escapes at this time, it is estimated that the Divine Order will not let him go.

Without three moves, he lost. Everyone looked to Xing Lifeng, his cultivation is the highest ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ Only he can defeat Lin Xuan, otherwise this action will become a joke.

"You are too much!" Xing Lifeng said with a face.

"Excessive, did you think too much when your gods encircled me, did you think of going too far when sending Ningmai fifth-order disciples against me, did you think too much when colluding with the law enforcement team to frame me?"

Lin Xuan sneered: "Can you only bully others and not allow others to fight back?"

"Compared with the Shenwei regiment, there will be no place for you!" Xing Lifeng grunted coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Xuan long sword obliquely pointed out, "Now you have two choices, one is to surrender 30 contribution points obediently, the other is to be beaten by me, and then to surrender contribution points obediently, which one do you choose? "

"Crazy, too crazy!"

The disciples of the Divine Gods League can't wait to go up and fight with him desperately, but because of the door regulations, they can only endure. Today, Xing Lifeng is the only one who can defeat Lin Xuan in a bright and upright manner and restore the defeat.

Those onlookers were excited when they heard what Lin Xuan said. They were not members of the Divine Order, and many people had been bullied by the Divine Order. Now that someone can make the Divine Order suffer, they are naturally happy.

"I'll let you shut up!" Xing Lifeng slowly walked into the stage, his eyes were like a knife, covering Lin Xuan.

"Brother Feng will win!" Roared the disciples of Shenwei.

"Rest assured, Brother Feng is the fifth-level peak of Ningmai. He will not lose to him. He can crush him with spiritual pressure alone!"

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