Chapter 546 -- Kendo Killing

The yellow light flashed in front of his eyes, and the white light scratched beside him without hurting him at all.

However, what came immediately came was the endless evil yellow light sword shadow. Lin Yuan's body swings slightly, and his pace reached the top. Every gentle wrong step can avoid the must-kill blow.

For a moment, in addition to the shadow of kendo, there is also the elegant figure of Lin Yuan in the space, who shuttles between the shadows of the sword and is easy to navigate.

"Aha!"

A sharp roar came out, and countless yellow lights merged into an extremely huge kendo shadow, as if they were truly powerful spirit beast generals. Countless kendo shadows fell from the sky, covering dozens of feet in it. Lin Yuan stood under the shadow of the sword, covered, and had nowhere to escape.

"It's coming to an end, and Lin Yuan is finally dead." Meng Wei has already been killed by Jingdong. At this time, when he sees Lin Yuan being shrouded in the huge swordsmanship, he will definitely be killed.

At this time, the whole Mengjiazhuang was undergoing a huge vibration, pieces of ruins were forming, and even the tomb was directly bombarded.

Meng Wei opened his mouth and turned pale. He died. Lin Yuan was going to die.

Lin Yuan's figure was covered under the kendo. Looking at the evil yellow wave in front of him, there was a sneer on his face.

The surging purple gold light rises to the sky, like rivers and lakes. Many purple-gold sword shadows rush up the yellow sword shadows directly into the air, entangling the sword shadow and then submerge.

The yellow sword shadow is still going down, but at this moment, the forest edge is covered by a purple-gold ocean. When the yellow sworddo is thrown down, it touches endless purple-gold sworddo.

"Ah..."

A scream came out, and the yellow kendo disappeared. The purple-gold kendo continued to move forward in the direction of Huang Bo, and Huang Bo stimulated a yellow sword spirit and stayed away as soon as possible.

He raised his hand, and his ferocious face was as pale as paper. At this moment, his palm was constantly bloody, and the skin on the surface was blown away by the sword, and the flesh and blood were visible, which was extremely painful.

Just now, the purple-gold lake was going to melt his whole hand.

At this time, Lin Yuan, the purple-gold lake behind him was flowing. Above his body, purple-gold swords were floating there, like the shadow of an ancient sword, which made the hearts of the crowd suddenly tremble.

"I want you to die!"

Huang Bo's face was extremely gloomy, staring at Lin Yuan.

"I gave you a choice, get out or die. You didn't get out, so you're going to die." Did Lin Yuan also say coldly? At this moment, he is no longer calm, but full of arrogance and fierceness.

"I'm dead?" Huang Bo sneered: "I have thousands of miles and few enemies. In addition to my own realm, the biggest reliance is the inheritance on the Haotian Tower. I haven't really exerted its power from the beginning. This time I'll see how you can block it."

A hegemonic light flashed endlessly on Huang Bo's body, and a ball of light appeared in his palm. This ball of light was the real inheritance, making a crackling sound in the inheritance, full of the power of destruction.

"The nest has not been fully understandable after getting the inheritance on the Haotian Tower, but even so, I want to show you the power of the Haotian Tower."

Lin Yuan is very strong and talented, but in front of the Haotian Tower, I'm afraid it will still be destroyed.

It's a pity that a genius is going to die like this.

However, Lin Yuan didn't seem to be worried. His eyes were calm. He looked at Huang Bo and said slowly, "Just now, you have always taken the initiative. Now, is it time for me to take action?"

When Huang Bo merged with the inheritance of the way, an ancient king's breath appeared, but Lin Yuan's body was also filled with a mysterious breath, which was not affected at all.

Then, I saw Lin Yuan's footsteps moving forward. Suddenly, a sense of war rose up, burning on Lin Yuan's body and sweeping out.

Lin Yuan's anger turned into flames, and his sword was to kill such a villain, for the purpose and by any means.

He thought of Honglian. He was not a poor person. The elder of Danyuanzong did not hesitate to absorb the blood power of Honglian for his own cultivation, which was the same.

Domineering fighting spirit, fearless fighting spirit, destroying all fighting spirit.

In the fighting spirit, there is also sharpness, which belongs to the sharpness of the sword.

Lin Yuan's palm slowly raised, and the space roared. A hurricane blew violently between Lin Yuan's palms. The purple-gold hurricane slowly formed and turned into a sword with an extremely strong sword.

The purple gold of the sword is brilliant and eye-catching, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

"Kendo Kill!"

In the distance, Meng Wei's heart trembled fiercely. This purple-gold swordway and shining sword was condensed by pure kendo and killed.

He has never seen such a strong sword, which is completely condensed by kendo. How powerful it is.

Huang Bo mastered the inheritance of Linzhidao, but Lin Yuan has the ultimate kendo.

His Tao transcends the ordinary Taoist realm of martial arts, whether it is the soul of life or the soul of death.

In his Taoist beads, there is immortality, which is the supreme magic weapon.

"What a pervert!" Meng Wei watched from afar and his heart trembled. The swordsmanship moves of the two of them were extremely powerful.

Who can win this battle!

"How vast the world is, who can claim to be invincible? You are so old, but you dare to be so arrogant, not only shameless but also ignorant. No wonder your talent is so poor, pitiful and pathetic."

Lin Yuan looked at Huang Bo and said indifferently, "Your life is to help you inherit, let alone your own. It should be obtained by external forces, and all my kendo understanding is to solidify and cultivate step by step. Today, I will let you, the frog at the bottom of the well, see how pathetic you are. ."

Lin Yuan's words trembled in Huang Bo's eardrums, making Huang Bo question himself.

And Lin Yuan's fighting spirit is still rising crazily, fighting heaven and earth, sword and destroying everything.

As soon as he stepped, Lin Yuan's figure suddenly disappeared, and then he saw a sword, the sword of sword, falling from the sky and destroying everything!

Lin Yuan didn't care about anything. At this time, he just wanted to kill Huang Bo. His behavior disgusted Lin Yuan.

The purple-gold sword of kendo rose, and countless shadows of kendo bloomed in the void, breaking Mengjiazhuang, which had been destroyed before.

"Puff!"

Even Meng Wei in the distance couldn't help but retreat and spit blood from his mouth when he was receiving a momentum.

"What a terrible kendo!" Meng Wei was shocked, and then decided to take a look at the two people who were fighting and swept away into the distance without looking back.

He wants to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise his life will really not be preserved.

The brilliant purple-gold sword shines away the glory of heaven and earth, containing endless sharpness and destruction, as well as fighting spirit.

Sword, a sharp weapon for killing and destruction.

Huang Bo's face was shocked, and the swordsmanship inherited from Linzhi Road bombarded the sword that hit the sky. Suddenly, the crackling sound kept coming out, and a dazzling yellow light wrapped around the purple-gold sword of sword, which was extremely brilliant.

But Lin's swordsmanship could not stop the unprecedented sharpness. The sword in Lin Yuan's hand still went down and cut off everything. The sound of sneering came out. The yellow sword spirit was broken, and the domineering purple-gold sword scattered to both sides, full of the breath of destruction.

"Ky, stop it. I can pass on the way to you. I don't want it."

Huang Bo roared. In this purple-gold swordsmanship, he felt the immortality. He couldn't stop it. If Lin Yuan didn't withdraw his hand, he had to compromise if he could really kill him.

Huang Bo's heart was afraid, and it was this wisp of fear that made him more and more insecure.

"Ky, as long as you let me go, we can discuss everything!" Seeing that Lin Yuan actually stopped attacking, Huang Bo's face was slightly relieved.

"Don't you want to come? I can give it to you." Huang Bi continued.

"So what?"

Lin Yuan sneered. This Huang Bo seemed to think too simple. If he wanted to fight, he would fight. Before that, he had no grievances or hatred, so he wanted to kill himself and even killed him, but he found that he couldn't fight. I didn't want it, and it was over?

How can it be so simple, but isn't it possible for everyone to step on him?

He said, either get out of here or die!

"I am a person of the way. I got the Haotian Tower with the great fortune of heaven and earth. Do you dare to touch me?" Huang Bo saw that Lin Yuan's purple-gold sword was still cutting down, and the distance to completely destroy his yellow sword spirit was getting faster and faster, and his face couldn't help changing greatly.

Lin Yuan also knows that every warrior who gets the Haotian Tower should have his own luck, but a warrior with luck does not mean that it is a good thing.

When heaven and earth's luck comes, it is to give you a chance to become stronger, but it depends on you to treat me. Once you treat me wrong or go wrong, the punishment received is that heaven and earth will give up on you.

"Since you want to kill me, you should think of the end of being killed."

Lin Yuan's indifferent voice made his heart tremble slightly and echoed in the space. The purple-gold sword spirit completely broke the yellow sword spirit and cut it at Huang Bo.

"How dare you..."

A shout echoed in the space. Huang Bo looked at the sword above his head, and his eyes showed a trace of despair. In this despair, there was also regret. Usually, Huang Bo did not expect that he would be defeated by a martial artist with the soul of life, even a warrior who reached the realm of the soul of death in the ten-year calendar of the house. There are very few. Therefore, he never thought that he would die, and he never thought that anyone would dare to kill him.

But now, death, coming, so suddenly!

"No! I can't die. Even so, I want you to put your back!" Huang Bo's voice was hoarse.

"The swordsmanship, blow it up!"

Huang Bo roared, and at this moment, he began to work hard. Under a sword, countless ancient kings appeared, and then the sword spirit condensed by the ancient kings exploded one after another.

The power of the explosion made countless cracks between heaven and earth. The sword spirit exploded in Perth, and even Lin Yuan felt incredible. Swordsmanship can still be like this.

"Die!" Huang Bo's face showed a tragic smile. He believed that even if he could not kill Lin Yuan, it would at least make him incapacitated.