Chapter 529

Lin Huan, a peach blossom doctor, felt that his body was deformed and his head was about to crack. He wanted to get rid of the huge pressure. For a moment, he waved his hands out. Suddenly, he was holding the sword in Lin Huan's hand.

Lin Huan let out a whistling sound and waved Mo Wen's sword with incomparable strength.

Crazy sword wave, brilliant, just like a knife to cut off water, suddenly split the gas wave.

Lin Huan flew out, with his long sword in his hand, and waved it repeatedly. Suddenly, countless sword Qi split to Shura sword Zun.

The Shura sword was smiling and still in the light of Lin Huan's sword.

Just then, when Lin Huan's sword light fell on him, the shape of Shura's sword Zun suddenly separated. For a moment, it was like a man was split in two, but this man did not shed blood, but became two people.

If snow looked at such an amazing scene, can't help but startled pale, ye qianyun gently pulled her hand, said: "if snow, nothing, it's just an illusion."

If snow this just settle down to come, however that door lie on of several people, just slowly slowly wake up, turn a face to see that a person's body was split in two, but Huo Ran changed two people of time, can't help but cry again "ghost", again fainted in the past.

Lin Huan's long sword is like an electric wave, which splits out countless sword Qi. However, Lin Huan's body shape is constantly shifting and moving. It's too fast to find and capture. For a moment, the whole living room seemed to be full of Lin Huan.

However, Lin Huan suddenly gathered in one place, and then he went to see the Shura sword.

Unexpectedly, the countless sword Qi split on the Shura sword Zun. However, the Shura sword Zun was not damaged, and every sword split up, the Shura sword Zun's body shape could change from one to two, but from two to four, and the cycle was endless. Suddenly, it seems that the whole living room is full of Shura sword statue.

Lin Huan was surprised, is it: "Luocha phantom."

But for a moment, with more and more illusions, it seemed that the whole living room was darkened, and then it turned dark and windy.

Lin Huan was shocked. Although he had the ability of night market, he was not afraid of night. However, even so, after seeing that the whole living room was dark, Lin Huan only felt as if he was in an open and dark space.

It's a place where ghosts are crying and the wind is blowing. It's weird and terrifying. It's like being thrown into hell

Sure enough, while Lin Huan was surprised, countless ghosts suddenly appeared in the space. With sharp claws, they rushed to themselves in terror.

Lin Huan waves Mo Wen sword, and his body moves around like lightning, hitting the ghosts themselves.

Countless shrill voices and shadows ring out. Lin Huan's sword light passed, the ghost turned into a wisp of smoke, but then more ghosts came.

Lin Huan can't help feeling numb. He knows that the move used by Shura jianzun is exactly the same as the move used by Shura Guimian at that time. But the ghost face Shura's skill is still shallow, and the dreamland still shows a little unreal, but the environment condensed by the Shura sword is very real.

Lin Huan was shocked. Is this the "Shura road"? It is said that the highest level of Shura road is to let you lose yourself in a dreamland.

Although Lin Huan was not surprised, he knew that all this was just an illusion. So he gathered his sword Qi and split it like a wave.

Countless sword Qi seem to kill countless ghosts, but the ghosts seem to never kill into the general.

Lin Huan can't help but point his sword to the sky and gather his strength. Suddenly, he waves a sword wave again. This sword wave is as brilliant as a raging wave. Suddenly, countless ghosts turn into smoke.

The whole dark environment seems to become a little brighter. Lin Huan is very happy. The harmony of yin and Yang arises at the historic moment, condenses on the long sword again, and is preparing to chop it.

However, in front of Lin Huan, a person's figure flashed out. This person's figure is very familiar, which is the biggest guilt and regret in Lin Huan's life.

"Mom." Lin Huan cried out in grief.

That figure is Li Muhua who raised Lin Huan. She is full of infinite loving smile and all kinds of warmth.

"Mother" Lin Huan's heart was shocked, "mother, ah Huan miss you very much, miss you very much. Mom, ah Huan has been working hard all these years to fulfill your wish and avenge my whole Lin family. "

Lin Huan's tears ran down from his eyes and seemed to return to his former happy life. At that time, Li Muhua was still around him, and they lived together carefree. But then everything changed. Li Muhua died in a pool of blood.

Lin Huan's heart was like being stabbed by a knife. It was extremely painful.

"Mom." Lin Huan yells, but Li Muhua's figure still looks at him lovingly in front of him.

Lin Huan smiles happily, it turns out that everything has not changed, everything is the same as in the past.

"Mom, ah Huan missed you so much." Lin Huan wants to rush over, want to hug her together, and tell the grievances he has suffered over the years.

However, just as Lin Huan ran away, his heart suddenly twitched.

"No, my mother is dead. My mother is dead." Lin Huan said bitterly.

So when Lin Huan rushed to the moment, the sword subconsciously waved out, "poof" a stab into Li Muhua's heart, blood splashing, extremely beautiful. The smile on Li Muhua's face gradually solidified, and then he looked at Lin Huan with an extremely painful look.

Lin Huan pulls out the sword, blood fills the whole sky, and Li Muhua's whole voice and shadow dissipates.

Lin Huan fell to his knees with a plop. At this moment, Lin Huan felt a sharp pain in his heart like a heavy blow. Then Lin Huan felt his throat was sweet, and he could not help spouting a mouthful of blood.

Lin Huan slowly propped up with his sword and stood up. Then he waved his long sword again to break the illusion. But his sword light didn't seem to have any effect at all.

At this time, Lin Huan's eyes flashed a scene again. At this moment, Lin Xuewei's delicate figure flashed in front of Lin Huan.

"Little sister, little sister." Lin Huan cried out happily.

"Brother, brother, come quickly?" Lin Xuewei waves to Lin Huan.

Lin Huan is so happy that he walks over and wants to hold Lin Xuewei in his arms and have a good kiss. But just as Lin Huan stepped out, Lin Huan was shocked again, and his sword stabbed out mercilessly.