Chapter 196 -- Desperate Money

is Lin Yuan's Haoran sword, which has been clicked on Qian Yuan's horizontal sword countless times in an instant.

Qian Yuan's long sword can be regarded as a sharp sword, but Lin Yuan's Haoran sword was once an accessory to Song Changqing, the head of the South Courtyard, which is naturally not comparable to an ordinary sword.

But he soon regretted his move.

Because of the horizontal attack of his arms, Lin Yuan's attack speed was extremely fast. His arms were pointed by the sword, but it seemed that he had been hit countless times by the siege hammer, and his arm bones were painful to crack, as if they had broken pieces.

At the same time, a layer of dark blue sword spirit like the maggot of the tarsal spread from the place where the tip of the sword hit, and instantly filled the surface of Qian Yuan's sword, as if it was coated with a layer of blue water, making his arms and hands stiffen.

At this time, a method that Lin Yuan has developed since the long battle has used his true element to wrap around the other party and form a binding force.

And his original active retreat has lost his chic and calmness at this time.

The body trembles!

Fjiaos off the ground!

Bound back!

It looks more like a sandbag that is constantly beaten.

What makes his soul fly away is that the power from the dark blue sword is faster than one sword, one sword is more domineering than one sword, and one sword is more powerful than one sword. In a blink of an eye, fifty-six swords have been stabbed, and his true sword is almost pierced.

"What the fuck are you doing? Go side by side and get rid of this inexplicable little bastard!" Qian Yuan's soul flew out of the sky, retreating in a hurry and shouting fiercely.

It was not until this time that other disciples of the Qian family reacted.

They took action.

In an instant, the screaming sounded, and all kinds of strange weapons shrouded the forest edge.

"Lin Yuan, be careful!" Mo Yanran couldn't help reminding her.

"Despicable!" The woman next to her also raised her heart at this moment.

However, the hearts of the two Qingyuanzong girls almost jumped out of their throats and fell back into their stomachs the next moment.

Because Lin Yuan decisively gave up the pursuit of Qian Yuan.

The 'cloud stepping method' body method broke out, and the dark blue figure of the carrier of Lin Yuan's cyan clothes shook in place, and more than a dozen virtual shadows were differentiated. In the edge of this empty flood forest, it seemed more vague and ethereal. Lightning avoided rain-like weapons and rushed into the disciples of the Qian family.

It's like a tiger going to the sheep!

Then, a massacre kicked off.

'Puff!'

The sword light flashed, and a blood spring rose to the sky.

Accompanied by the head of a disciple of the Qian family who opened his eyes in horror.

Hot blood sprayed from the body that lost its head, and several disciples of the Qian family next to them were poured on their faces, and the blood blurred their vision. Unprecedented fear grabbed their throats like the hand of death. They instinctively wanted to open their mouths and exclaim...

But at the same time, there was a kiss-like coldness in their throats, and they lost their ability to speak forever.

Where have they seen such a bloody scene? The two women of Qingyuanzong all vomited there, and their whole body was even pale and weak.

Since Lin Yuan has decided to kill a few people, he will naturally not stay. Lin Yuan is very clear about such martial arts and characters. If it is not solved at this time, it will also be a trouble to stay in the future.

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In the eyes of others, it was Lin Yuan's long sword, with the erratic dark blue sword spirit, skipped the throats of the two people, leaving a shallow white mark, which ended their lives and made the last ugly and fear condensed on the faces of the two people.

"No..." A son of the Qian family exclaimed.

But, don't wait for him to finish. The next moment, the sword light that could not be ignored by the Haoran sword carrier skipped his throat.

"Let's disperse!" Another disciple of the Qian family shouted loudly.

Then, the sword light flashed, Lin Yuan's Haoran sword did not stop at all, and his life ended.

"No, spare my life, I was wrong!"

"You can't kill us. We are disciples of the Qian family and people from Tianluo County. If you kill us, the Qian family will not let you go! Tianluo County will not let you go!"

"Demon, you demon who slaughtered human beings!"

The indescribable pressure of horrible death, blood rose to the sky, so that all the courage of resistance of these disciples of the Qian family disappeared in an instant. At this moment, they were no longer the previous arrogance and domineering, and one by one was ugly. Some people knelt down to beg for mercy, some people threatened fiercely, and some people were unwilling to complain. The curse of poison!

In a short moment, Lin Yuan was erratic in the crowd and did not strike a sword, which meant the end of a life. In an instant, there were few children of the Qian family left.

However, Lin Yuan's face was calm and walked lightly, and there was no mercy at this moment.

When he came to this world, from the fear of hands and feet at the beginning to the decisive killing, Lin Yuan has gradually adapted to the cold law of the jungle in this space, and has also adapted to... killing! Kill the beast!

What's more, Lin Yuan also clearly saw and realized that he would never have any kindness for such a group of scum.

Without any wavering, Lin Yuan seemed to become a reaper of life. His blue shirt fluttered, his black hair flew, his sword was as light as electricity, and the dark blue mysterious Zhenyuan sword spirit splashed, and the ghost flashed in the crowd of Qian disciples. The dark blue Zhenyuan sword spirit emanated uncontrollably, making the temperature within hundreds of meters around in an instant. Decline.

Such a true sword spirit is extremely deadly for the disciples of the Qian family.

Lin Yuan deliberately transformed his true sword qi into a yin attribute, just like the power of Taiyin. These yin sword qi will make their bodies stiff, make their originally extremely flexible arms and hands clumsy, make their proud flexible body become bulky, and their best advantages cannot be issued. The sword spirit, which waved out and occasionally emitted, was also swept away by the stirring sword light, which could not pose a threat to Lin Yuan at all.

All this is just two or three breaths.

Lin Yuan's figure broke through their blockade and passed by the remaining ten disciples of the Qian family.

His black hair flew like a waterfall, his face was cold, his eyes were bright, and his cyan gown floated backwards, and his body was like an arrow. The bright sword light in the sky turned into a little cold star, and the lightning galloped towards the thousand yuan behind the children of the Qian family.

At this time, a thousand yuan is just a look that has just recovered.

He didn't even have time to take a deep breath, and the dark blue sword light that made him cold all over his body actually oppressed him again.

More than a dozen disciples of the Qian family did not win even one more second of adjustment time for him, and the shadow of death came ruthlessly.

"You... bully people too much!" Qian Yuan struggled crazily like a wounded beast.

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