Tempered Immortal

“What do you want, Daoist? ”

Lin Xuan is the natural color of his face.

Perhaps you can bully me but not let me help you. Where in the world is this right?

“This is not a competition. If Daoyou feels wrong, he can let Taijin Qixiu go with him. Rest assured, Lin will not say that you are outnumbered. ”

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth revealed a slight mockery.

If strength, today he is truly more powerful than the one who can disperse people, but only fighting, who wins or loses is two words. After all, he has nothing to do with Suwon.

“You...”

Di Zhuan dissipated his anger, but he could not even say a word.

Isn't that right?

This is not a fight.

Since we are going to live and die and win and lose, there is certainly no need to speak of a fair duel. Lin Xuan's hand was originally expected.

Nothing to blame.

And technically, there are still a lot of people on my side.

Lin Xuan also spoke clearly, do not mind what Taizhen Qixiu did.

The question is... what's the use of those seven idiots?

The elderly longbrow, led by Lin Xuan for a second, the remaining six idiots, can't even reach the longbrow.

Even if there are six of them, it won't be a blow by Kanalin Boy, it will only add to the joke.

There was a rush in my heart.

Only one Hundred Flowers Fairy, he has no certainty of victory. If Lin Xuan is added, it is almost the result of defeat.

Though not so much about drinking and hating here, the gray-headed dirt face is almost predictable.

This is not the end that people want to see, but rather wandering.

Don't mention the depression in your heart.

Who keeps the monks on their side quiet.

In the distance, all the faces of the Seven Fixes showed shame, but there was no intention to do it. I knew my strength best. Hitting a fat man with a swollen face would only give his life here.

As for those who watched, one or two were stunned.

The Ming Yulan Trading Union is huge, but I didn't expect the situation to be completely reversed.

Anyway, it's bad for the grounders.

This has made it impossible to predict what this conflict will end up like.

……

Without mentioning the mood of the bystanders, Lin Xuan had already raised the Nine Palaces Sword Festival. With two dozen to one, there was nothing to worry about.

Let's do it first!

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed: “Since Daoyou didn't want to attack first, let Lin throw a brick to lead the jade. ”

The voice fell, Lin Xuan raised his right hand, one finger like the front of the past.

Spike...

Li Mangdao did it, the surface of the Jiu Palace's sword, suddenly the halo sprayed thin, illusioned the shadow of a heavy sword, and fell towards the front.

Swordman seemed slow, but mountainous pressures came to the surface.

The face changed dramatically.

This sword has a subtle meaning, unparalleled power, and between turns, it implies several laws of heaven and earth. Hate is indispensable if ordinary Fellowship monks encounter it.

Of course, it's hard to beat him.

Yet there are also hundreds of flower fairy tigers on the side, if you distract yourself from this sword, you have to reveal a major breakdown.

Reasonably, the Hundred Flowers Fairy will not let go.

But how dare you let this sword go?

Difficult left and right!

I felt bitter in the corner of my mouth.

I didn't know how to do it, but suddenly a familiar voice came into my ear: “Far from being a guest, this little friend is so angry. If you want to do it, why don't you let old age be your opponent? ”

The voice fell, and a pound of spiritual pressure fell from the sky.

The void was blurred, and then a giant hand, like a hill, emerged from the top of his head.

The surface wrapped around the array of arcs and fell towards the thick sword mountain.

“Brother! ”

The splash of the earth revealed a delightful look on his face.

The expression on Lin Xuan's face is shady. Is this the effect of such a gesture?

This idea has not yet been reversed.

The crackling sound into his ear, the giant hand like the hill, actually grabbed the sharp sword light, the heavy sword shadow suddenly vanished into nothingness, all as if it were just illusion.

“Mantis arm, stop the car! ”

There was a loud drink in the void. The huge palm surface of the hand was flat and the five fingers tightened sharply. As he moved, a fine crack appeared on the blade of the sword of the Nine Palaces.

The spectators may not feel it, but Lin Xuan is truly horrified.

His own divinity knows best, and the logic of the treasure, too, is as if it were different.

The Nine Palaces have spent countless lives with their swords. Though they have not really grown to the rarity of Xianfu, their resilience is unquestionable.

It is too much to say that it is indestructible, but normally it is almost impossible to break it.

This is not nonsense, nor is it exaggerated.

Lin Xuan had full confidence in the treasure he owned, but at this moment, his confidence was shattered.

In front of that huge palm, the Nine Palaces had swords like mud and plastic paper paste.

What a mighty man!

Lin Xuan's heart must be lying if he doesn't have the guts to say it.

But fear, in any case, cannot retreat at this time.

The general thoughts turned in my mind. Lin Xuan raised his right hand and pointed to the forward sickness and came out: “Break it! ”

Until the voice fell, the crackling sound came into the ear, and the surface of the Nine Palaces sword actually bounced the arc again and again.

The arc was dark as ink, and in the trance, a thick pubic air emerged, quickly and abnormally wrapped the huge palm.

An incredible scene ensued. The palm of this hand could not even be broken by the sword of the Nine Palaces, but in front of the arc, which did not open its eyes, it was like paper paste, and the abnormal ice quickly dissolved.

Brine some tofu, drop everything!

The expressions on the faces of other fairy fixers are not too surprising.

But the new mysterious monk was eye-knotted: "Ray the Phantom, this is not the unique magic of King Ashuro in the past. Where did you learn that? ”

Yet there is more to surprise than that.

Then, the sword of the Nine Palaces, which was already full of cracks, suddenly reappeared like a shower fire, and all the delicate lines disappeared.

Refreshing, as if you had never been hurt half the time.

Sword spiritualization is void!

This is the secret book of Hundred Flowers Fairies laughing proud group of males. Today the master is here, however, Lin Xuan is doing what he pleases. It does not seem to be any worse than Hundreds of Flowers, making everyone stare.

Originally, his situation was very unfavourable, and he regained his downturn without thinking about it.

“Ok, ok, Daoyou really are a hero. It seems that I underestimated you too much earlier. It's just that although there are many secrets of the Little Friends Association, the foundation of the Daoyuan method is inherited from the Upper Gumo Moon. I don't know what you and the Tian Wu Goddess used to call it? ”