Chapter 1508 good strength!

Lin Tian looks at the picture and says, "ghost iron, who gave it to him?"

"It's Qin Fu," he said

Lin Tian understood and asked, "what about Qin Fu?"

"I don't know." Wufeng shook his head, and Lin Tian said, "go, take me to Jianhong."

Jianhong, when he heard about this man, he was a little timid. "My elder martial brother, he is not only good at painting, but also good at swordsmanship. He even has Linggen. It's said that it's Xiangen."

"Sagan?"

"Yes, it's very powerful, Sanger, and it's not easy."

Lin Tian smiled, "if you say that, I'd like to fight with you."

"You really want to go?" he hesitated

Lin Tianen said, "lead the way."

After a while, he came to an inn, which looked very calm, but when he came there, he could meet several disciples of the painting immortal hall and respectfully said, "painting elder martial brother."

"How about elder martial brother Jianhong?"

"He's upstairs resting."

The painting Wufeng immediately took Lin Tianlou. During the climbing, the painting Wufeng was very uneasy and stared at Lin Tian. "That adult, my elder martial brother Jianhong, he looks very gentle on the surface, but he has a strong heart at the bottom of his heart."

"A strong heart?"

"Yes, if he knew the sword was here, he would clean you up." The painting was windless, and Lin Tian said with a smile, "I want to ask him what happened to the sword!"

The painting looks at Lin Tian strangely without wind. "Are you really not afraid of him?"

"There is nothing to be afraid of." Lin Tian didn't care about it, but Wufeng had no choice but to come outside and knock on the door, "brother Jianhong."

"What's the matter?" There was a cold voice inside, and I could feel the cold everywhere. But the painting was windless and tensed, "elder martial brother Jianhong, someone wants to see you."

"Who?"

"Here, he, take your sword." Wufeng didn't know what to say. He had no choice but to say something. But the people in the room immediately opened the door.

"Duang", a loud noise, the door burst open, and the cold air inside forced out.

The cold air turned into a hand, and Lin Tian wanted to take the frost sword from Lin Tian's hand. Lin Tian put up the frost sword and said with a smile, "want to take the sword?"

"Who are you?" The other side found that Lin Tian was quick to start, unlike ordinary people who asked strangely, while Lin Tian looked at the chill and said, "show your face."

At this time, the chill disappeared, and the people inside stared at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian saw that the other side was a young man, and his breath was really strong. He asked, "how did this sword come?"

"How can I tell you?" That sword Hong doesn't take Lin Tian seriously, but Lin Tian says with a smile, "you'd better tell me."

"Shall I not say?"

"Then try." Lin Tian smiled at him, but Jianhong stared at him when he didn't expect that he would be threatened by a weak person. "It seems that I have to let you know my strength."

With that, Jianhong's chill flew out again and turned into countless swords.

These swords are very strong. When they are hit one by one, Lin Tian only has the right to dodge. When Jian Hong finds that Lin Tian can dodge his sword, he immediately looks around. "Boy, do you only dodge?"

"It's too narrow here. Let's go outside." After Lin Tian finished, he jumped and ran outside, and Jian Hong rushed out.

Then Lin Tian stood on the street, and the sword hung appeared, as for the nearby disciples of the painting hall.

"Look, elder martial brother Jianhong."

"Who is that man? He is so arrogant that he wants to fight with elder martial brother Jianhong."

"Which one doesn't have eyes."

While people were laughing at Lin Tian, the other friars nearby expected Lin Tian to defeat the people who painted the immortal hall, and Jianhong looked coldly at Lin Tian, "boy, I will give you a chance to surrender."

"Surrender?"

"Yes, give me the sword and let you live." The sword Hong said coldly, but Lin Tian laughed, "what a way to live."

Jian Hong looks at Lin Tian coldly. "What? Don't you want to try? "

"I don't want to." Lin Tian smiles, but Jianhong suddenly sinks down. Then countless swords fly out like snakes, like countless swords overlapping, and there is only one goal, that is, Lin Tian.

Everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

But Lin Tian's strength is even stronger. He turns into countless ghosts and stands on the surrounding roof. Then he laughs and says, "you are powerful, but you can't hit me. What's the use?"

Jianhong was angry and cast the magic again. This time, he used the power of the Holy Spirit, and then countless sword rains fell on Lin Tian's head.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, and Jianhong said with a smile, "boy, you know I'm powerful."

we think that these sword rains can easily defeat Lin Tian, and Lin Tian continues to release the shadow, and then ridicule, "your sword rain range, there are many of my magic?"

"You rascal!" The swordsman was in a hurry, but the painter of Xiantang couldn't see it anymore. He called out crazily, "boy, you scoundrel."

"That's right, you big rascal."

However, some of them were in Tinglin heaven and "destroyed the painting hall"

For a while, two voices were shouting, and Jianhong sat down one by one, and then a huge figure appeared behind Jianhong. Moreover, Jianhong held a huge sword shadow and stared at the ghosts, "dead."

The sword shadow turned into countless small sword shadows and hit Lin Tian's shadow one by one. Later, Lin Tian wiped out Lin Tian's shadow. Lin Tian stood on a roof and said with a smile, "yes, I have some skills."

Seeing that Lin Tian was still alive, Jian Hong was afraid to go on with the huge figure holding the sword shadow and attacking Lin Tian frantically, which was so powerful that all buildings were broken down.

Lin Tian smiled and said, "it seems that I have to reduce my strength for you."

After that, Lin Tian made a leap in the past, and the power of the Holy Spirit on Jianhong immediately weakened, making the shadow behind him disappear. When Lin Tian arrived at Jianhong, they looked at each other.

All the people in the room looked stupid, and Jianhong said coldly, "what did you do to me?"

"I will weaken the spirit of others." Lin Tian smiled at each other, but Jianhong had to use the airway instead. At one time, the airway reached three billion yuan, and said coldly, "if I use the elixir and rune, it will reach more than 10 billion yuan."

"Oh? Is it? Then I'm worried. " Lin Tian also opened the airway, but remained in the basic airway of 100 million.

When we saw that there were only 100 million airway, we thought Lin Tian was finished, especially those sanxiu sighed, "no one can save us."

"No, it's over." The crowd sighed.

The people who painted Xiantang were all fighting like blood, shouting crazily.