"Don't you think that Jindan triple can kill my Zhao family?" He said in a cold voice. Under the dark sky, the Zhao family courtyard suddenly began to snow.

Ling Chen didn't speak, so she took the lead to rush to the owner.

One hundred meters, one step across.

After staying in Sendai for a few years, Ling Chen didn't learn any swordsmanship, but he also saw Ling Yin and others use swordsmanship. He could use one or two moves.

Snow moon flower 72 style: moonlight!

Lingchen picked up the sword and drew the long sword round. The light of the sword was like a bright moon. The snow-white light lit up here. It was cold.

The fierce sword spirit forced the owner to avoid.

"You are a good swordsman."

The master stood in the distance and looked at Ling Chen with dignity and fear in his eyes. He could feel the sword just now. If he didn't dodge in time, he would definitely be divided into two parts by one sword.

There is such a fierce sword technique in the world.

This kid is not easy.

If you don't do your best, you may really fall here.

Ling Chen stands still and looks at the Zhao family leader. Is his sword technique good? Can you tell me that the sword techniques used in ancient Xiantai were really used to eliminate demons, defend the way and kill powerful enemies. Each move contains infinite opportunities to kill and frighten the enemy.

"Your swordsmanship is good, but you should not think that you can make enemies with our Zhao family. You can't challenge us for thousands of years."

Zhao family master cold voice said.

"Stand up!"

As his voice dropped, the Zhao family suddenly trembled.

The Zhao family's guard array started, and a long sword with a handle appeared from the ground and floated into the air, and then all pointed to Ling Chen.

"What's the matter?"

A voice of vicissitudes suddenly came from the depths.

"Grandfather."

Zhao family master also suddenly respectfully up, welcome the appearance of a figure.

This is an old man with white clothes and white beard. He has a track rhyme. Just after the appearance of a vast breath, he spreads all over the world.

Yuanying realm!

Ling Chen's expression is dignified.

"A genius against us is coming to destroy the Zhao family." The head of the Zhao family bowed his head and said that he especially emphasized the words "genius who is against us", which means that Ling Chen can never stay and must die here.

"Since we are enemies of Zhao family, we should kill them."

The old man waved his hand and said without any care, as if to kill a mole ant.

"It's your honor to die under the Zhao family's array."

Zhao family master sneers, and then a fierce wave.

Ten thousand long swords tremble, they shoot at Lingchen fiercely, to shoot through Lingchen.

Ling Chen looked at the long sword all over the sky, and looked calm. At any rate, he was half a disciple of Sendai. He played the flying sword in front of Sendai and made a fool of himself.

"You're not qualified to kill me."

He said so.

Destroy heaven and earth, sword 23!

With the fall of his voice, time seemed to be at a standstill, and hundreds of swords were frozen in the air and could not move any more.

No one else can move.

Zhao family master or Zhao family ancestor, can only stare round eyes, horrified to see Lingchen approaching step by step.

The blue sword in Ling Chen's hand, flashing cold light, makes two people's hearts jump.

The feeling of death!

A chill came up from the soles of their feet and ran straight into the spinal cord. They wanted to break free, but they were shocked to find that they had no strength to move. This was not a forced immobility. It was like a fixed body that even time had solidified. They could not resist with any strength.

Fear

All of a sudden, it filled their hearts.

Lingchen came step by step, just like the God of death from hell.