Chapter 257

Mu Hong's face changed slightly, and his heart trembled when he thought of Li Changfeng, but then he returned to normal, humming: "I heard that you have almost abandoned these years, now you still think it was that year!"

Old wine ghost said with a smile: "it's really not that year."

The long sword is light, and the Zhongling sword is light.

"Poof!"

Muhong's chest split, blood light directly raised.

With a bang, Muhong flew backwards and hit the old tree in the distance again.

Such a scene suddenly changed the color of many people.

"Just now, was there a sword light?"

"No, it seems."

"This..."

Many people have palpitations.

At this time, even the elder of bailianfang was moved. Even he didn't see the sword clearly.

Mu Hong had a bleeding in his mouth and staggered to his feet.

"You..."

Mu Hong's face changed and his sword was hurt, but he didn't even see the old drunkard's action clearly.

The old wine devil shook his sword: "I haven't held it for so many years. I'm not used to it."

These words undoubtedly made people even more frightened.

"I'm not used to it. I'm not used to it."

Someone swallowed saliva.

Lin Tian stares at the back of the old drunkard, and his pupils can't help coagulating. How strong!

At this time, Muhong's face was not so good-looking, and he clenched his fist.

"Pay attention to the next sword."

The old drunk squinted.

As the words fell, a light flame appeared on the Zhongling sword.

As soon as Mu Hong's face changed, he stepped back: "are you going to kill me?"

Old wine ghost face with a faint smile, does not say anything, but even so, it still brings strong pressure to Mu Hong, then a piece of the past emerged in my heart, so that Mu Hong gave birth to a trace of fear. Tugging at his fists, Mu Hong tries to resist discomfort, shake the sea and offer up the Bailian secret method of Bailian Fang.

"Keng!"

"Keng!"

"Keng!"

The sound of swords kept ringing, and dozens of weapons floated out.

The old wine ghost's face didn't change. The flame on Zhongling sword jumped fiercely, and then it was annihilated as usual.

No sword sound, no sword light, the old wine devil's sword cut down gently.

"This..."

"What are you doing?"

"Strange."

Many people are surprised that nothing happened in front of them.

Lin Tian also frowned, but he believed that since the old drunkard waved his sword, he would not be doing useless work.

Just then, a crisp sound came out.

"Ha!"

It was like the sound of metal breaking, which moved the whole audience.

At the next moment, similar sounds were heard, and dozens of weapons suspended around Mu Hong were all cracked, smashed and fell to the ground. Then, in the eyes of people more shocked, Mu Hong's eyebrows overflow a wisp of blood, so straight down, the breath of life disappeared completely.

"Boy, is it going well with this tone?"

Old wine ghost road.

Lin Tian was shocked and his eyes were full of essence.

One shot!

How strong!

"Shun!"

He responded.

This is the once burning sun zongjianxian, who once relied on his own strength to sweep all the talented men in the four major schools. He was really too strong. Lin Tian just felt his blood boiling.

"Elder martial brother!"

The Lord of burning sun tugged his fist and was very excited. Elder martial brother, he was still so powerful!

"Good, good, good!"

Tu Bo laughs.

Tu Bo and others are happy and excited, but the faces of all the people in bailianfang are stiff.

A strong man in the imperial air, just died!

"Younger generation!"

The head of bailianfang was angry, and dozens of weapons around him were clanking and ringing, all of them were chopped to the old wine ghost.

This blow came so suddenly that even the elder of burning Yang sect had no time to stop it.

"Keng!"

"Keng!"

"Keng!"

The blaring of swords and the twinkling of dozens of weapons can be described as extremely terrifying scenes.

After all, it's the secret method of the sky nine strong.

"Be careful!"

Lin Tiandao.

The old alcoholic grinned, turned his back to the elder of bailianfang, and swung away with a backhand sword.

This is a sword cut out, but in an instant gave birth to a sea of fire.

All the dozens of weapons offered by the elder of bailianfang were swung away and fell to the ground. But at this time, the flames in the void are still burning. People only think that each of these flames is transformed by the terrible sword Qi.

The elder of bailianfang trembled and his weapon was shaken away. He was shocked. Staring at the old drunkard again, the strong man of Yukong jiuchongtian showed an unbelievable expression. His eyes couldn't stop flashing and his face was startled.

"The supreme elder's attack was instantly attacked by..."

The master of bailianfang was shocked.

The old wine ghost glanced at the elder of bailianfang, then turned his head and looked around the burning sun sect: "the place where I grew up was destroyed like this by you. It's really a headache." With that, the old drunkard, carrying his sword, went to Xu Yue, who was opposite Tu Bo.

"Li Changfeng, what do you want to do?"

Xu Yue palpitation, can not help but step back.

Kill Mu Hong with one sword, and open the hundred refining secret method of the elder of the hundred refining workshop with one sword. The combat power of the old wine ghost can be described as an instant shock to everyone, and Xu Yue has a ray of fear in his eyes.

"I guess Qin Yougu won't blame me."

Old wine ghost road.

"You..."

Xu Yue immediately thought of something, straight back, toward the burning Yang Zong outside shot, in a flash is ten Zhang far.

The old wine devil squints, raises his soul sword and cuts it into the air.

"Poof!"

In the distance, a mass of blood mist exploded, which was enchanting and dazzling.

Another strong man in the air, killed!

"This..."

"Another sword, another sword!"

"Is this the legend of our burning sun sect? Too... Too strong! "

Many disciples of the burning sun sect glared.

At this time, the eyes of these disciples were full of excitement and excitement.

Lin Tian's eyes flashed straight. Seeing the old wine ghost cutting two powerful people in the imperial air, he felt his blood boiling completely. Because of the old alcoholic's drop of wine, his injury was better for the time being. He immediately picked up a long sword from the ground, looked at Ling ye and forced them step by step.

"He is going to kill the three men?"

"People? Pooh! Then three beasts

"But, his wound..."

Many disciples of the burning sun sect were moved.

At the same time, Lingye's face changed again and again.

"Master Tu, can you kill me?"

Lin Tian asked.

Tu Bo's body was stained with blood, and naturally understood what Lin Tian was saying. He said with a cold face, "kill me!" After carefully cultivating his disciples for such a long time, he rebelled against the sect, which made him feel humiliated, and his anger was stronger than anyone else.

With Tu Bo's affirmation, Lin Tian's eyes were completely cold and stepped forward.

"Lin Tian, you..."

Chu Xuan retreats.

After seeing Lin Tian's various means, Chu Xuan's eyes are full of fear.

Ling ye and Zuo Shang's face also changed slightly, but soon, they both showed fierce color: "with your present remnant, what can you do?"

Compared with Chu Xuan, Zuo Shang and Ling ye are much more powerful. After all, they are the Deacon and the core disciple of the burning sun sect. Their accomplishments are all five Heaven of knowing the sea.

Lin Tian looks indifferent, one step will cross the past: "just kill three insects, enough."

"Keng!"

Leiyan sword roars, and Lin Tian rushes over directly, waving more than ten sword lights in his hand.

"Damn it

Ling Ye scolded.

Zuo Shang's face is gloomy and he presses Lin Tian with his sword.

Chu Xuan is trembling. He is weaker than Zuo Shang and Ling Ye. At this time, Lin Tian's body is stained with a lot of blood. It looks like a demon. Chu Xuan's heart can't help beating and he can't help retreating.

Lin Tian sweeps to Chu Xuan and shakes the sword in his hand. He swings the sword of Zuo Shang and Ling ye and comes to Chu Xuan in an instant.

Kill from the weakest!

"Lin..."

"Poof!"

Blood light a Yang, Chu Xuan's head slant flew out.

Lin tianpiantou looks at Zuo Shang and Ling Ye.

Because he cut out a sword, his injury became worse, and his mouth spilled a wisp of blood again.

"Just like you, you dare to fight us! I want to die

Ling Ye cheered.

So it is, but at this time, Ling Ye's face is a piece of iron blue, even with a ray of fear in his eyes.

On the other side, Zuo Shang is the same.

"It's enough to kill you."

Lin Tianleng said.

As soon as the sword turned, he went straight to kill them without expression.

Ling ye and Zuo Shang are very angry. They also show fierce light in their eyes and rush up.

"This..."

"That guy, he was hurt so badly, but he still..."

"So strong!"

Many of the disciples of the burning sun sect were staring at Lin Tian with a look of worship on their faces.

The old drunkard has been paying attention to Lin Tian. Seeing this scene, he can't help but smile: "the medicine has only absorbed a little. It's too hard to fight at this time, boy." After a pause, the old alcoholic laughed more happily: "but I like it! This is my old drunkard's disciple

At this time, the old alcoholic stopped temporarily.

"Keng!"

In that direction, the sword roars again.

Although Lin Tiankou is bleeding, his fighting spirit is awe inspiring. What he held in his hand was just an ordinary sword, but every sword cut would make the air hiss. Lei Yan's sword swept all over the world, forcing Zuo Shang and Ling ye to retreat step by step, making people's faces hard to see.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

The swords collided with each other. A moment later, with a crisp sound, Lin Tian's ordinary long sword broke.

Lin Tian's expression does not change at all. With a flash of his right hand, a spirit sword appears in his hand and cuts straight ahead.

At the same time, Lin Tian kicks out and falls directly on Zuo Shang's chest. With a bang, he kicks Zuo Shang three Zhang away. Because the movement is too large, Lin Tian feels that the injury has worsened. A sharp pain hits his chest, which makes his throat suddenly surge with a wisp of scarlet sweetness. However, his expression remained unchanged, forced to swallow it.

"In half a quarter of an hour, it's over!"

He said coldly.

Words fall, his eyebrow lit up, a piece of white lotus from the eyebrow rushed out, blooming with a touch of brilliance.

Not far away, the old alcoholic was moved for the first time, and his eyes narrowed directly: "this is..."