What a terrible force.
She thought to herself in her heart, and although she was behind the Lord Wanjianzong, she could still feel the existence of this terrible force.
Without the protection of the Lord Wanjianzong, only with the practice of her emperor, in front of such power, it may be torn to pieces in an instant.
"Xuanran."
Lin Chaoran looked at the memory of the bitter battle with the thrill and shouted at Lin Xuanran.
Lin Xuanran nodded and immediately rushed up with Lin Chaoran and fought with the thrill.
The last time they met, they already knew that the words of shock were above them, and that a person without memory would never be an opponent of shock, or even that, as long as no one was missing, they could not have won the words of shock.
"I know you"re upset, but you can"t win without us."
Lin Xuanran separated the sword that pierced the thrilling to the shoulder of no memory, said a word at the unforgettable, and rushed up again at the thrill.
He can"t even relax for a moment when he fights with startled words.
Although no memory was unhappy in his heart, he also knew that Lin Xuanran was right.
"Mohist sword formula. Stop killing! "
He lifted the sword, black and white sword gas wrapped around his double swords, sword meaning savings, with his sudden swing of the sword, countless swords fly out together, towards the thrilling words, destroy the decadent.
"Mohist sword formula. Flying stream! "
It was only then that Lin Chaoran blocked Lin Chaoran, shot out with a sword in his backhand, and collided with the sword spirit without memory.
The sword meaning is very strong, like the flow of water rolling the sword spirit, in the sword spirit defeated, unexpectedly mixed with no memory sword moves in the remaining sword intention to fly away towards no memory.
No memory is also a person who practices Mohist sword**anship. He immediately reacts and dodges the sword spirit on his side.
The sword spirit was destroyed all the way, and only then did it stop until three mountains were broken.
"that"s tough."
He looked at the mountain destroyed by himself and shook his head helplessly.
He was fighting to protect Wan Jianzong"s talents, and it would not be possible to destroy it like this.
The field of cyan sword extends from his feet, and immediately shrouded Lin Chaoran Lin Xuanran with no memory and Lin Chaoran Lin Xuanran.
"in this way, you can let go."
The words of shock tilted their heads and **iled at them without memory.
In the field of his sword, the walls around him were shrouded in swords, and the three of them could not be broken through without memory. In this way, no matter how much they fight, this is the only thing they can destroy.
"Damn it!"
No memory looked at the words of shock, hands in one move, the sword came to the sky, the wind and clouds rolled, day and night difficult to distinguish, a huge sword from the sky.
Under that great sword, a powerful force was enough to put the war emperor under pressure to breathe, as if the sky had fallen and punished, so that people could not raise the idea of resistance.
"Mohist sword formula. Oh, my God. "
Lin Xuanran and Lin Chaoran looked at each other, and at the same time opened the distance between them and the thrilling language. The range of the sword was too large for them, even if they were hit by this sword, they would not be able to bear it.
"it"s an improvement over the last time."
He looked at the sword and nodded, but he was not nervous.
Although the Mohist sword formula without memory is really better than the last time, but to hurt him, it is not enough.
"spiritual method. Mulong! "
Lin Xuanran hands seal, a huge plant rose to the ground, the sound of hidden dragon song shocked the world.
"spiritual wings. The feather of Xiang Tian! "
Lin Chaoran saw Lin Xuanran and no memory left no effort, also unwilling to be left behind, hands one, the surrounding aura began to gather towards him, a pair of white wings with sacred breath opened behind him, thousands of feather arrows generally toward startling words like raindrops.
Wuyi holding the sword of the hand swung down, the great sword followed by the fall, is the innumerable rain like one side of the sword shadow straight down.
"it looks a little bit."
Surprised, he looked at the three of them as they went out of school together and nodded.
I saw his momentum climb up, the first order of the war saint, the second order of the war saint, the third order, as if there was no limit, until he reached the ninth stage of the war saint, did not stop.
"Mohist sword formula. One breath. "
When he waved his sword in amazement, a plain sword flew out slowly.
But this sword spirit is easy to break the great sword, cut off the wooden dragon, destroy all the feathers and arrows to sweep away.
"can you stop now?"
With a blow, he blocked all the students who had no memory of the three, and flashed past, hitting each person in his heart with one hand in his hand.
The three received this hand, hummed, all knelt down on one knee, unable to fight any more.
"you have a good gift, and you"ll have a day more than me."
As he spoke in horror, he went over again and picked them up one by one.
"Don"t be good."
No memory struggled to push away the thrilling, turned back a step, and looked at the thrilling angrily.
"now that I win, I hope you don"t fight the world four."
Startled words also do not care about the memory of the ungrateful, **ile and say, "No, no, no."
"you lose to me, and you don"t break your word."
As soon as the folding fan opened, he returned to the front of the Wanjian Zong people.
"We"ll be back. Let"s go."
Lin Chaoran mobilized Zhenyuan, took a steady breath, helped Lin Xuanran and no memory two people, flew up. Just now the shock said that the palm did not hurt them, but the earthquake messed up their true yuan operation, as long as a little interest rate adjustment can recover.
"Yes."
Lin Hui went to the thrilling side and patted him on the shoulder.
The ninth stage war saint, this kind of practice, even if he recovers the strength of the previous life, but also needs to take seriously the strong.
He is now more and more aware that the trajectory of this life is more and more deviating from his previous life.
"what, how is the war today?"
Zhao Qianlei sat in the upper seat, looking at Gongsun Yunqi and Zhang Guanyu, Tao.
So far after he took Kyoto, as many as thousands of men have defected, and Kyoto, which will almost be destroyed into an empty city, has largely repaired the good.
"three demons, thousands of demon soldiers."
Although Zhang Guanyu was unhappy, but watching Zhao Qianlei"s power have grown to the extent that he and Gongsun Yunqi could not deal with it, he had to admit the position of Zhao Qianlei"s master of Kyoto.
Three demon soldiers, thousands of demon soldiers, have also approached the guard force of a city. They are responsible for the scattered attack on the evil soldiers who support each other everywhere, and the harvest is not too low.
"such a great harvest really impressed the owner of the city."
Zhao Qianlei now claims to be the owner of the city, assisted by Lu Hanyu, and he has become more and more handy in handling these matters.
"the owner of the city will have the delicacies ready for the two of you right now."
Zhao Qianlei was just about to stand up, but was stopped by a man.
"you have work to do."
Throughout Kyoto, there is only one person who dares to talk to Zhao Qianlei like this.
Lu Hanyu lay on the beam and looked over at Zhao Qianlei.
"Lord of Kyoto, my master is invited."
Without being notified, a figure flashed in from the outside and stood in the hall.
None of the people present, except Lu Hanyu, found out how he got in.
"second order War Emperor, who is the master of your family?"
Lu Hanyu jumped down from the beam and stood in front of the war emperor.
Throughout the secluded sky, there are not many people who can make a war emperor call himself his master in the second stage.
"Lord of the city of sin."
The emperor looked up and looked at Zhao Qianlei proudly. In his eyes, Zhao Qianlei was able to get the invitation of his master, and he was honored by Zhao Qianlei.
"go back and tell your master we"ll be there."
Lu Hanyu looked at Zhao Qianlei and returned.
"also, in front of the owners of Kyoto, pay attention to etiquette!"
The voice fell, and before the emperor could react, he was thrown out by Lu Han-Yu.