Ten Gods

Lin Tian has now controlled the Cang Lei swordsmanship by 60%. At this time, the Canglei swordsmanship that can be displayed at will can be comparable to the martial arts of the ancestors of the gods. He smashed out with a sword, and the Thunder arc could not help but sway. Piercing.

"Glyphs!"

Cold peak road.

With a bang, the Zen sword in the hands of the cold peak bursts with brilliance and a sword swings out.

The two swords smashed together and the rumbling sound of the rumble was amazing.

"boom!"

A wave of stocks swayed, so that the cold-hearted people trapped around were surprised.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

The broken sword and the Zen sword constantly collide, and a harsh metal sound is produced.

"How could he be able to compete with the future heirs of the cold family for a short time."

Xu Huarong was shocked.

The cold peak is the seventh day of the gods, the seventh strongest in the imperial city, Xu Huarong is hard to imagine, this Lin Tian actually relied on the four-fold repair of the gods and the cold peaks resisted for so long, why is it enchanting? Moreover, Xu Huarong suddenly thought of another thing. In front of this person, the control of the line is still above him!

This imperial city has come to such a terrible person!

"It’s just sixteen years old, this..."

Xu Huarong has some trepidation.

clang!

Another burst of crisp sounds, Lin Tian’s broken sword once again collided with the cold peak’s Zen sword, and the swordsmanship was blown up and shattered around, and many shops were given to the thousand The sore is a hundred holes, a mess.

Around, the black guys of the cold family looked at them.

But soon, someone responded.

"Why don't you help the big and the young!"

Someone shouted.

At the moment, this person is heading towards Lin Tian.

Lin Tian and the cold peak battle together, but the movement of the people around the black, he always pays attention. At this point, see someone rushing, his unrelenting backhand sword, a striking Thunder sword rushed toward this person.

With a bang, the blood was splashed, and the man who was rushing was pierced through the chest and died on the spot.

"Don't come over, you keep the town around, don't let him leave!"

Cold peaks sink.

A group of black people nod their heads, and soon became a big circle, completely blocking the roads in all directions.

Lin Tian glanced at him and his face had no expression.

"If I want to go, I will use this garbage to think that I can stop me?"

He sneered.

His words are very straightforward, and the meaning of disdain is obvious, and the black-faced people in the face are always blue.

The cold peak snorted, and did not say anything, directly pressed to Lin Tian.

Lin Tian's face does not change color, and the long sword turns one turn and turns forward.

"clang!"

The two long swords collided again, and the glaring Mars continued to splash.

After a collision, gradually, Lin Tian began to fall back to the trend, and was forced to step back by the cold peak.

Another sword, the two fight together, Lin Tianyi back three steps.

"Come back!"

Lin Tian is cold.

He spurred the law of the thunder to the limit, and the more horrible thunder rang, and the electric power could not go down.

"Kill you!"

Cold peak cold channel.

The two collided again, the sword and the sword confronted each other, and the fist and the fist collided.

"puff!"

Lin Tian's right shoulder smashed a sword, and suddenly the blood splashed.

However, at this same time, his right fist fell on the chest of the cold peak, and the slamming slammed the cold peak.

"The heir to the cold family, the seventh in the list, but that's it."

Lin Tian sneered.

Cold Peak's face is cold and cold, and his eyes are full of killing. It's just more than a month. He didn't think that Lin Tian's combat power was so powerful. More than a month ago, Lin Tian faced him only to escape. Can't stop it, but now, it is already able to compete with him and hurt him.

"Today will kill you!"

Cold peak cold channel, said, he directly rushed over. Just over a month or so, Lin Tian has been so strong. If Lin Tian grows up again, Leng Feng thinks it will be a very dangerous thing.

"Chonghong!"

The cold peak shouted, stepping on the chasing soul, and while spreading the Chuanhong swordsmanship.

At this moment, the momentum of the cold peak was soaring, and it reached a peak.

Lin Tian’s face was condensed, and he did not dare to care. The two rituals were deployed at the first time. At the same time, he moved the Cang Lei sword to the limit, and the entire broken sword was completely covered by the light of the Thunder. The sword of the thunder.

"kill!"

With a low drink, Lin Tian stepped over.

The powerful swords of the two collided together, and they suddenly set off a more violent hurricane.

Hey, the sound of the sword and the sword colliding with each other keeps ringing, and it is extremely harsh.

"This……"

The strong people of the cold family were shocked. I did not expect that a 16-year-old stranger would have no fame in the Imperial City, but he could compete with the future heirs of his own life. so long.

"No, this person must kill!"

Xu Huarong's eyes are sinister.

Taking advantage of Lin Tian and the cold peak battle together, Xu Huarong quietly took out a pair of Rongwu scrolls. In a sudden time, a momentum that was not inferior to the cold peak spread, and the three horrible swords quickly formed and formed. Lin Tianchong went. This is the cold sword of the cold family, which was injected into Xu Huarong for the generation of the cold family.

"Cold young master, retreat!"

Xu Huarong shouted.

These three swords, can be comparable to the attack of the gods and peaks!

The cold peak is moving, and it is going backwards.

"Dead!"

Xu Huarong cold drink, see the cold peak retreat, urging three swords, and quickly rushed to Lin Tian.

When the three swords came out, the air could not help but scream.

Lin Tian's face changed slightly, and after sweeping his eyes, Xu Huarong, but his body shape was a show, and instantly appeared in the cold peak.

"you……"

Cold Peak's face sank, I didn't think of this time, Lin Tian actually crossed his side, which made it clear that he was dragging him together, because the three swords were also forced together, and they were not controlled by Xu Huarong.

"This is the sword technique of your cold home, either try to crack it or bear it together."

Lin Tian is cold and cold.

These three swords are absolutely infused with the strongest of the gods. Although they do not kill him directly, if they are hard-resisting, he will definitely suffer severe wounds. Pulling the individual together is naturally a wonderful thing. . Moreover, the cold peak is the heir to the future of the cold home, familiar with their own sword skills, will inevitably minimize the risk factor.

"Damn!"

Staring at Lin Tian’s action, Xu Huarong couldn’t help but swear. He didn’t think that Lin Tian would make such judgments. He didn’t even think that Lin Tian’s degree was so fast. He actually caught up with the cold peak that had left. .

Cold peak face is gloomy, cold light flashes.

Lin Tian's face is expressionless, the broken sword in his hand vibrates, sweeping out a sword.

At this time, the three terrible swords were pushed to the front, and the cold peaks were cold and the Zen swords were opened one after another. They even greeted Lin Tianchong and did not crack the three swords.

"I will kill you today!"

Cold peaks sink.

Finally, the three swords were pressed together and drowned the two.

boom!

boom!

The blood smog lingered in the air, and the two figures regressed together.

Lin Tianqi was blood-stained, and his clothes were broken a lot. The arm of the sword trembled. On the other hand, the cold peak is not so good, the chest is already bloody, and it is obviously under the three swords.

"almost."

Lin Tian said to himself.

Although he took the cold peak and withstood the three horrible swords, he was still hurt very seriously. For now, his combat power is still worse than the cold peak. If it is hard, it is absolutely impossible. The opponent, who can fight with the cold peak to the present, has reached his limit, and, again, the broken sword can not support the sword. After all, the cold peak is holding the inferior treasure, which is stronger than the broken sword. less.

"Hey!"

In the hands of a long sword, a thunder and swordsman appeared, overbearing, and pressed to the cold peak.

"Come here today, goodbye."

Lin Tian is cold.

"Want to go? Stop him!"

Xu Huarong shouted.

Xu Huarong is a cold family guest, and his status is like this. When he drinks, the black men around him have all moved up and pressed toward Lin Tian.

Lin Tian's expressionless, cold sweep to Xu Huarong: "See you next time, you are well aware of death."

"Next time? Joke! You are not next time!"

Xu Huarong's cold road.

Said, more black people pressed to Lin Tian.

Lin Tian did not care, stepping on the ground and jumping up.

"Jump up? Idiot, kill me for him!"

Xu Huarong shouted.

A group of black people have to order, Qi Qi raised the sword, just waiting for Lin Tian to fall and embrace. However, in the next moment, in the eyes of these people, Lin Tian did not fall, but walked in the air, and the whole person jumped again toward the sky. Then, Lin Tian repeatedly stepped on the air, actually it was direct Move in midair.

"This?!"

"He... actually walking in the air?"

"how is this possible!"

In the distance, the crowd's face changes.

In the shop on the other side, the middle-aged drunkard opened his mouth and looked at the air, muttering: "Will... fly."

At this time, Lin Tian has fallen to the top of a restaurant in the distance.

Xu Huarong stared at Lin Tian, ​​his face changed and changed.

How is it possible to step in the air? This seems to be a means for the strong air force to have it!

Lin Tian Li was at the top of the restaurant. Although he was covered in blood, his eyes were cold and indifferent. Like the sword god, he was the cold-hearted owner on the street below. Staring at Lengfeng and Xu Huarong, he smiled coldly, jumped again, and jumped to the other side of the restaurant, disappearing in the eyes of everyone.

"Damn!"

Cold Peak clenched the Zen sword and his eyes were gloomy.

The second time, let Lin Tian escape!

......

About half an hour later, Lin Tian returned to the North Yandi Hospital, and the blood of the body made the disciples of many emperors discolored.

"This……"

"What happened, did the monk suffer such a heavy injury?!"

Many people are shocked.

Xin Chengyun has been watching the big brothers of the disciples in the emperor's court next to the hall of the illusion. At this time, leaving the hall of the illusion is preparing to go home. It is unfortunate that he just saw this scene. His face changed dramatically and he greeted him: Brother, what's wrong with you!"