Chapter 1397

Ling Yu has no fear.

The sword is full of Qi, as if it can cut the stars under the sword.

His clothes fluttered, cold and cold.

A pair of eyes full of persistence, no matter how this battle he can not be defeated.

I won't lose!

His mind is invincible firm!

The sword, hanging in the sky, can be blasted out at any time when the mind is in control. The sword refers to the sky owl.

"Don't be ashamed Ling Yu hummed coldly. The horror of the sword ran through the Milky way. There were nine stars falling on it, which surrounded his magic sword. The magnificent one reflected the breath of destruction.

The rules of swordsmanship can't be changed.

At this time, Ling Yu seems to be the God of sword. His actions are all with crazy sword intention, while the opposite sky owl is calm, but in the depth of his eyes is a shadow.

It seems to be the darkness that cannot be resolved.

He wants to devour everything.

More to swallow Ling Yu, let him be a total failure.

Click!

The golden winged Mirs flutter their wings, and the void is bright gold. Where the golden light passes, the void is a scratch cut.

Then, break, collapse!

The terrible golden winged Mirs gather behind the sky owl.

"If you're not ashamed, just try." Said, the sky owl's speed is extremely fast, straight to Ling Yu, and at this time Ling Yu's sword has also fallen down.

Boom!

Void, war breaks out.

The wings of the golden winged Mirs are cut off from the erosion of the sword, while the sky owl's figure has rushed to Ling Yu's body. With one blow, Ling Yu's right hand comes out.

Bang!

Hiss!

Ling Yu's steps suddenly retreated.

The power of sky owl is too terrible. He is not an opponent.

And the speed is very fast.

If we don't figure out how to deal with it, we will lose.

Think of here, Ling Yu's eyes dignified.

Can't lose, absolutely not!

As a result, his immortal power flowed wildly. On his body, there were nine magic swords floating, and the terrible power of swords crisscrossed the whole battlefield.

His eyes are very dignified.

This set of swordsmanship is his first time.

The teacher teaches.

But he didn't get it all together.

But it must be used at this time.

Otherwise, he can't turn the situation around. Maybe he can't turn the situation around even if he uses it. But he doesn't regret it. He wants to win.

At all costs.

He wanted to avenge Zhuge Qingfeng and others.

He wants to fight for emperor Jianfeng!

The sky owl in front of us is the enemy, and the enemy wants to defeat us.

"Kill the sky sword technique, the most important!"

Ling Yu's voice slowly spread out, and the terrible sword Qi crisscross the world. Ling Yu's fighting power is soaring. On the other side, the sky owl's eyes can't help flashing.

No way!

Advantages cannot be changed.

Ling Yu can't pull it back. Suddenly, the golden winged Mirs behind him rush to kill the void. The power of terror, even the border on the platform, is shaking wildly, as if it is going to break at any time.

His figure shuttles through the void, resisting the sword.

"Jin Peng Shu, kill!"

The sky owl's voice echoed in the void.

At this time, Lingyu's sword has become incomparably fast, even compared with Tianxiao, but Tianxiao's control of speed is still better than Lingyu's.

So it's easy to dodge.

But there are still scars on the body.

Under the stage, the eyes of Sheng Fa Feng and other disciples are flashing. The strength of Tian Xiao is not weaker than that of Dong Fang Yan, but Ling Yu is catching up with him at this time.

It was a shock to them.

Ling Yu's strength is not strong. Why can't Tianxiao attack for a long time?

"Elder martial brother long, Tianxiao is..."

a disciple looks at long Tianze. Long Tianze stares at him, and then says slowly: "don't worry, Lingyu doesn't have Xiao Chen's ability, Tianxiao is sure to win."

Dongfang Yan is also watching the battle.

He clenched his fist.

On one side of dijianfeng, Xiao Chen's face was always dignified.

The strength of sky owl is stronger than Ling Yu.

Ling Yu may be defeated in this battle

"Lao Qi has actually completed the heaven killing sword skill handed down to him by his master. It seems that there may not be no chance in this battle. Isn't that sky owl also being equalled by Lao Qi slowly." Han Yu and Liu Sheng talk.

They are optimistic about Ling Yu.

And cloud Hou also nods.

"I think old seven will win, too, hum."

"His sword technique has not been completed, so he can only urge the first. He can compete with Tianxiao, but Tianxiao doesn't do his best, otherwise I'm afraid Laoqi has been defeated." Xiao Chen spoke.

Suddenly, people stare.

On the platform, Ling Yu's face changed slightly.

Can't kill the sky sword fight against the sky owlHe's really strong.

The sky owl sneered.

"Your swordsmanship is very good, but it can't compete with me. Now it's my turn." Voice down, at least the sky owl through the place all set off a terrible blade blast to Ling Yu.

Hiss!

Blood spattered.

There are no less than ten scars on Ling Yu's body, and blood can be seen from his knife.

All of a sudden, the battle platform was stained with blood.

Ling Yu snorted, his face trembled.

Sky owl hands ring in front of the chest, wings behind vibration, flying in the void, overlooking Ling Yu at this time, eyes flashing edge.

"Give up and I'll spare you."

On the stage, Ling Yu sneers and looks at the sky owl.

"Dream!"

The voice fell, his body was shaking, and the immortal force gushed out, as if he had no limit. In the void, the sky owl could not help but be stunned.

"Well?"

This sword Qi

"kill the sky sword technique... The second level!"

Ling Yu roars, and suddenly the power of terror breaks out. The sword goes straight to the sky. The sky owl's face changes slightly. The golden winged ROC bird flutters its wings, and the power of destruction suppresses it, trying to destroy Ling Yu's sword.

Hiss!

Boom!

The whole platform is shaking.

The eyes of emperor Jianfeng, Xiao Chen and others are flashing.

Ling Yu, how can he force the second Epee?

He

"waste, the second swordsmanship can only compete with me, what do you take to win me?" The sky owl looks at Ling Yu and ignores him.

On the stage, Ling Yu spits out a mouthful of blood.

A pair of eyes are crazy.

Today, Emperor Jianfeng is targeted by various peaks and attacked in groups. Zhuge Qingfeng, Chen Xuanfeng and Huang Zitao are all severely damaged.

It's all from Zhufeng.

He was not reconciled.

There was anger in his heart.

He wants revenge, revenge for them!

He won't let the disciples of dijianfeng be bullied by the disciples of other peaks. What she has to do is make them pay the price, no matter what they will bear.

"I won't lose, I want you all to pay the price!" At this time, Ling Yu's eyes flashed with crazy anger. He seemed to be crazy to urge Xianli, no matter whether he could bear it or not.

Hiss!

Ling Yu vomited blood.

But his breath was terrible

even at this time, the sky owl felt a trace of fear.

He is here to compete, but Ling Yu is desperate.

Ling Yu's seven orifices are bleeding, his eyes are scarlet, and his body is shaking. The power of his sword is soaring, and its edge is comparable to the power of Tao level.

"Ah..."

at this time, Ling Yu was in great pain and wanted to split his canthus.

"Kill the Sky Sword... The third..."

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