Chapter 257 Sword Immortal Style

Volume 3 Zongmen Fighting Front Chapter 257 Sword Immortal Style (Third Update) Author: Sleepy Dragon Update Time: 2015-11-27 15:10:04 Word Count: 4483 Mu Hong's face changed slightly, recalling the past Li Changfeng couldn't help but his heart trembled, but then he returned to normal, and hummed: "I heard that you have almost been useless in these years. Now you, do you still think it was back then!"

The old drunk said with a smile: "It's really not back then."

The long sword was raised lightly, and the Zhongling sword flashed a faint light.

"puff!"

Mu Hong's chest was split open, and the blood radiated directly.

With a bang, Mu Hong flew upside down and hit the old tree in the distance again.

Such a scene immediately changed the color of many people.

"Just now, there was a sword light?"

"It seems, no!"

"This……"

Many people feel palpitations.

At this time, even the Supreme Elder of Bailianfang was moved, even he had never seen that sword clearly.

Mu Hong's mouth was bleeding, and he staggered to his feet.

"you……"

Mu Hong's face changed, and he was injured by a sword, but he didn't even see the old drunkard's movements clearly.

The old drunkard shook the long sword in his hand: "I haven't held a sword for so many years, I'm not used to it."

Such words undoubtedly shocked everyone even more.

"Slashing and injuring the sky-defending powerhouse with a sword, this, this is still called, some are not used to it?"

Someone swallowed their saliva.

Lin Tian stared at the old drunkard's back, his pupils couldn't help but condense, so strong!

At this time, Mu Hong's face was naturally not so good-looking, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"Next sword, you have to pay attention."

The old drunk squinted his eyes.

As the words fell, a layer of faint flames appeared on the Heart Spirit Sword.

Mu Hong's expression changed, and he couldn't help taking a step back: "You want to kill me?"

The old drunkard had a faint smile on his face and didn't say anything. However, even so, it still brought Mu Hong a strong pressure. One by one the past events of the year resurfaced in his heart, which made Mu Hong feel a little afraid. Pulling his fists, Mu Hong resisted the discomfort, shook the sea of ​​consciousness, and sacrificed the Bailian secret method of Bailianfang.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

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

The old drunkard's face remained unchanged, the flames on the Heart Spirit Sword jumped violently, and then all of them were annihilated, returning to normal.

There was no sound of the sword, no light of the sword, and the sword in the old drunkard's hand slashed down smoothly.

"This……"

"doing what?"

"strangeness."

Many people are surprised that nothing seems to happen ahead.

Lin Tian also frowned, but he believed that since the old drunkard swung his sword, he definitely wasn't doing useless work.

At this moment, a crisp sound came out.

"Crack!"

The sound of metal shattering moved everyone in the audience.

The next moment, similar voices continued to sound, and dozens of weapons floating around Mu Hong were instantly covered with cracks, all shattered, and fell to the ground. Immediately, in the more shocking eyes of the crowd, Mu Hong's eyebrows overflowed with blood, and he fell down straight, and the breath of life disappeared completely.

"Boy, come out of this tone, is it smooth?"

said the old drunkard.

Lin Tian's body shook, his eyes were full of brilliance.

Kill with one sword!

So strong!

"Shun!"

he responded.

This is the former Sword Immortal of the Burning Yang Sect, the man who once swept away all the geniuses of the four major sects with his own strength, he was really too strong, Lin Tian only felt his blood boil.

"Brother!"

Sect Master Fenyang was gripping his fist, very excited, senior brother, he is still so powerful!

"Good, good, refreshing!"

Tu Bo laughed.

Tu Bo and the others were happy and excited, but everyone in Bailianfang's expressions were stiff.

A strong Yukong man died just like that!

"Junior!"

The elder of Bailianfang was furious, and dozens of weapons around him clanked and slashed at the old drunkard.

The blow came so suddenly that even the elders of the Fenyang Zong Taishang had no time to stop it.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The sound of swords was piercing, and dozens of weapons flickered to kill. Those scenes could be described as extremely terrifying.

After all, at this time, the Hundred Alchemy Secret Art performed by the Yukong Jiuzhongtian powerhouse.

"Be careful!"

Lin Tiandao.

The old drunkard grinned, turned his back to the elder of Bailianfang, and swung his sword away with his backhand.

It was originally cut with a sword, but a sea of ​​flames was born in an instant.

Dozens of weapons sacrificed by the elder of Bailianfang were all swung away and fell to the ground. But at this time, the flames in the void were still burning, and everyone only felt that each strand of these flames was transformed by the terrifying sword energy.

The elder of Bailianfang trembled, the weapon was shaken away, and he suffered some shocks. Staring at the old drunkard again, this strong man of Yukong Jiuzhongtian showed an expression of disbelief, his eyes could not stop flickering, and his face looked shocked.

"The attack of the Supreme Elder was unexpectedly defeated in an instant..."

The master of Bailian workshop was shocked.

The old drunkard squinted at the elder of Bailianfang, then turned his head and looked around the Burning Yangzong: "The place where I grew up was destroyed by you like this, it is really a headache." He said, The old drunkard walked towards Xu Yue who was opposite Tu Bo with his long sword in hand.

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

Xu Yue's heart palpitated, and she couldn't help taking a step back.

Killing Mu Hong with one sword, and undoing the Bailian secret technique of the elder of Bailianfang with one sword, the fighting power of the old drunkard shocked everyone instantly, a ray of fear appeared in Xu Yue's eyes.

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

said the old drunkard.

"you……"

Xu Yue suddenly thought of something, backed up, and shot towards Fenyangzong, which was ten feet away in a blink of an eye.

The old drunk squinted his eyes, raised his Zhongling sword, and slashed at the air.

"puff!"

A cloud of blood mist exploded in the distance, coquettish and dazzling.

Another sky-defending powerhouse was beheaded!

"This……"

"Again, another sword!"

"Is this the legend of our Burning Sun Sect? Too...too strong!"

Many disciples of the Burning Yang Sect stared.

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

Lin Tian's eyes flickered brightly, seeing the old drunkard beheading two strong fighters in the Sky Defense Realm, he felt his blood boil completely. Because of the drop of wine from the old drunkard, his injuries temporarily healed a bit, and he immediately picked up a long sword from the ground, glanced at Ling Ye and the three of them, and pushed toward them step by step.

"He is, going to kill those three people?"

"Human? Bah! Then three beasts!"

"But, his injury..."

Many disciples of the Burning Yang Sect were moved.

At the same time, the faces of Ling Ye and the others changed again and again.

"Senior Tu, can you kill me?"

Lin Tian asked.

Tu Bo's body was stained with blood, so he naturally understood what Lin Tian was talking about, and said with a cold face: "Slaughter!" The disciple who has been cultivating for so long actually rebelled against the sect, which made him feel humiliated, and the anger in his heart was stronger than any Everyone is strong.

With Tu Bo's affirmation, Lin Tian's eyes turned cold, and he stepped over.

"Lin Tian, ​​you..."

Chu Xuan retreated.

After seeing Lin Tian's methods before, facing Lin Tian again, Chu Xuan's eyes were full of fear.

Ling Ye's and Zuo Shang's expressions also changed slightly, but soon, both of them showed a look of hostility: "With your current crippled body, what can you do!"

Compared to Chu Xuan, Zuo Shang and Ling Ye are much stronger. After all, one of them is the deacon of the Fenyang Sect, and the other is the core disciple of the Fenyang Sect.

Lin Tian looked indifferent, and stepped over in one step: "It's enough to kill three bugs."

"Clang!"

Lei Yan's sword roar sounded, and Lin Tian rushed over directly, waving dozens of sword lights in succession with the long sword in his hand.

"Damn it!"

Ling Ye scolded angrily.

Zuo Shang's face was gloomy, and he pressed down on Lin Tian with his sword.

Chu Xuan trembled. Compared with Zuo Shang and Ling Ye, he was much weaker. At this moment, Lin Tian's body was stained with a lot of blood. He rushed like this, looking like a demon god, which made Chu Xuan's heart unable to bear it. With a jump, he couldn't help but backed away.

Lin Tian swept towards Chu Xuan, and with a shake of the long sword in his hand, he swung away the swords of Zuo Shang and Ling Ye, and came to Chu Xuan in an instant.

To kill, start with the weakest!

"Forest……"

"puff!"

With a flash of blood, Chu Xuan's head flew out obliquely.

Lin Tian tilted his head, looking at Zuo Shang and Ling Ye.

Because of the slash of the sword, his injury suddenly worsened, and a stream of blood overflowed from his mouth again.

"Just because you are like this, you still dare to fight us! Court death!"

Ling Ye shouted.

That's what he said, but at this moment, Ling Ye's face was ashen, and there was even a gleam of fear in his eyes.

On the other side, Zuo Shang is the same.

"Killing you is enough."

Lin Tian said coldly.

Turning the long sword back and forth, he went straight to kill the two with a blank expression on his face.

Ling Ye and Zuo Shang were furious, with a fierce look in their eyes, and charged forward.

"This……"

"That guy, obviously suffered such a serious injury, but still..."

"So strong!"

Many disciples of the Burning Yang Sect stared at Lin Tian with expressions of admiration on their faces.

The old drunkard has been paying attention to Lin Tian. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but smile: "The effect of the medicine has only been absorbed a little. It's too much to fight at this time, boy." After a pause, the old drunkard smiled He was even happier: "However, I like it! This is my old drunkard's disciple!"

At this time, the old drunkard temporarily stopped.

"Clang!"

In that direction, the sword screamed again.

Although Lin Tian's mouth was bleeding, the fighting spirit on his body was awe-inspiring. What he holds in his hand is just an ordinary long sword, but every time the sword is cut, the air will neigh. Difficult to see the extreme.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

The swords kept colliding with each other, and after a while, with a crisp sound, the ordinary long sword in Lin Tian's hand snapped.

Lin Tian's expression did not change at all, with a flick of his right hand, a spiritual weapon sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed straight forward.

At the same time, Lin Tian kicked out and landed directly on Zuo Shang's chest, sending Zuo Shang flying three feet away with a bang. Because the movement range was too large, Lin Tian felt that his injury had worsened, and a sharp pain hit his chest, causing a sliver of sweetness to surge up in his throat. However, his expression remained unchanged, and he forcibly swallowed it down.

"In half a quarter of an hour, finish you!"

He said coldly.

As the words fell, his brows lit up, and pieces of white lotus rushed out from the brows, blooming with a faint brilliance.

Not far away, the old drunkard was moved for the first time, and his eyes narrowed: "This is..."

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