Volume 13 Chapter 52

The people on the sacred tree flying crane are Li Wu, Jiang Xiaoyi, Gao Yanan and Lin Xi.

Lin Xi looks at Shen Tu and reads.

Shen Tu Nian is watching him smile.

In such a war full of countless departures and tragedies, such a smile naturally seems very strange.

In fact, the action of Shen Tu Nian before is very strange.

He smashed all the remaining forces in his hands, the 10000 troops after that, plus the thousands of reckless soldiers who had previously withdrawn from the area of the porter, into the streets and alleys.

Then he smashed himself and the white swordsman, as well as more than ten alchemy mountain officials, into the first time to assassinate Tang Chuqing.

The commander-in-chief and the ultimate force are the vanguard and put themselves in the most dangerous place, which is the posture of final decisive battle.

So Lin Xi decided to show up here.

He is the only one who knows why he must be here.

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing with his own eyes many people who let him cherish his life, and finally let him decide to live and die together with the city, after the death of the Yunqin soldiers, the commander of the other side should be the one he hates most at the moment, but Lin Xi's look at the moment is very calm, he just calmly looked at the smiling Shentu Nian and asked.

Shen Tu Nian looked at him and said with a smile, "I laugh because you are really here."

Albert said calmly, "what other means do you have?"

Shentu Niang didn't answer Lin Xi's words. He said slightly: "in this city, you are the only people in front of us When did Yunqin's sages become so few? "

Lin Xi instead smiled and said, "the sage of Yun Qin is always more than Da mang. There are fewer in this city, which means there are more in the other two cities, and your chances of winning in those two cities are even more slim."

"How many saints is a general? It seems that you qingluan college think so. " Shen Tu Nian glanced at all the people on Lin Xi's side indifferently and said: "but now it seems that there is no other way, I can kill you. You have only one holy division, and one more is not a holy division. "

Lin Xi directly interrupts Shen Tu Nian's words, "we still have a lot of Yun Qin soldiers."

"It's a pity that they can't break through here for a while," said Shentu

Lin Xi said calmly, "then you can try."

"I'm just trying," said Shentu, nodding

He said he wanted to try Shentu Nian, but the first time he did it was not him, but the white shirt swordsman behind him.

He pointed to the sword and held it out.

When he made this move, a violent sword Qi had burst out like a mountain flood, breaking the air and forming a nearly vacuum channel.

His sword, flying in this vacuum channel, stabbed Lin Xi.

When he sent out the sword, his sleeves were all cracked, like two white tassels, his white arms were as white as jade, and his skin was cracked like a rune.

This sword is his strongest.

From the battle of falling star mausoleum in the past, his teacher asked him to leave the falling star mausoleum and return to Da mang for retreat. Up to now, the most powerful sword he can cultivate is vacuum sword.

He inhaled some kind of gold from some meridians in his arms, just like a rune.

When soul power bursts out completely, it directly urges the force to break through the air, and then soul force penetrates into the flying sword. The flying sword flies in a vacuum, with little wind resistance, and the speed is naturally faster.

Ordinary people's flying swords, if they walk this straight channel, even if they are fast, are like arrows, which are easy to be intercepted by fierce opponents.

However, his flying sword itself is the seven palace sword. When he flies in front of his opponent, his sword will turn into seven pieces of sword, and his whereabouts will suddenly change. Only he knows the next track of these seven pieces of sword.

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Chu Yehan doesn't know why Lin Xi must appear here.

In his opinion, before Lin Xi's cultivation could not reach the holy master, the most important thing in such a war was the commander and decision-making, not to fight. Therefore, the more dangerous this naked holy master war is, the more dangerous it is, the more Lin Xi should avoid it.

He couldn't understand, but he could foretell the swordsman's move.

Spring River warm duck prophet.

When the tide in the sea is coming, some things can already know that the tide is coming.

At the moment before the swordsman's hand, his back was bronze, with a lot of big boxes with extremely fine patterns. Somewhere close to his skin, he began to play his soul power automatically because of the unusual vitality fluctuation in the air.

In the eyes of outsiders, this big box is only the container used to hold many weapons. However, only he knows that this big box is his real secret. It is the real secret that he can deal with the holy division at the peak of the grand division.

Therefore, he is no slower than the swordsman in white.

When the air of gold and iron shook the swordsman's arms, and the flow of soul force directly broke the vacuum channel, he carried a hole in the bronze box on his back, just like an old ox blowing air.

A silver pole shot out of the hole, nailed to the ground, then stretched out, unfolded and rotated at an unimaginable speed.

It's like opening a revolving umbrella in an instant.

But this umbrella has no real surface.

There are only hundreds of silver white silk thread connected with a sharp shuttle shaped tip.

It's like countless tiny chain guns flying in front of them, and it's like a metal spiral umbrella with many layers open.

He didn't instill soul into the weapon.

Because as the greatest craftsman of Yunqin, he never used the fighting methods of normal practitioners to fight against the enemy.

He did not know what kind of basic principle it was based on. When the white swordsman's thin sword split into seven pieces, one silver and white silk thread had entangled one piece of thin sword piece.

The thin swords vibrated, a silver white silk thread began to fail to support the fracture, and the silver rods, which were rotating one by one, began to send out countless sparks, which were about to be damaged.

At this time, Lin Xi took a look at Tang Chuqing.

The night here was suddenly dispelled.

Four weeks are as bright as day.

In his eyes, he sent out countless pure and more dazzling pure light, which fell on Tang Chuqing's body and permeated his body.

Because of a large number of blood loss, he became extremely weak, even the eyes of Tang Chuqing, who was almost unable to use his soul power, became shocked and bright.

His sword, which was covered with his own blood, flew in this moment.

Because the speed is too fast, the air on the sword burns up and becomes a dark blue flame.

A faint blue line of fire was formed in the air.

At the end of the line of fire, when everyone saw it, his sword had been severely cut on one of the thin pieces of sword.

Any sword piece is a part of the sword of Swordsman in white shirt, which is the body of the sword.

This attack is like a white shirted swordsman being hit hard on the chest when he is fighting and fighting with others.

Seven swords still break the threads and fly back.

The silver rods, which rotate one by one, are broken and fall to the ground in countless Mars.

However, the swordsman in white shirt was also in a flash, and only after a step back could he stand still.

A gulp of scarlet blood came out of his mouth with a gentle cough.

His arms could not be raised for a moment.

"It's a pity that it's a wonderful thing." Lin Xi looked at the broken silver rods and praised them sincerely.

Shocked by the light just now, Chu Yehan could not help bowing and sighing: "it's a pity."

"I said that you can't kill, and that's true." Lin Xi turned his head, looked at Shen Tu and said.