Chapter 73 Evil Sword Master Lin Xietong!

"If you can kill without saying kill, the spring rain grabs the haze, and you want to kill yourself alone, and you can beat the world with one sword."

Suddenly, there was a wind of killing in the palace, hidden swords and swordsmanship, and a noble emperor's spirit. With the indifferent voice of the man, it suddenly dispersed!

The purple figure stepped on the ground, and the white invincible sword in his hand was like a myth, a legend, and a historical song, all showing the noble identity of the person.

The Emperor of the Sword, the Emperor of the Sword, Murong is desperate!

"The disaster leads to the east, and the soldiers are ready to go. If they don't move, they will be killed with one blow. Young man, what a heavy scheming, what a cruel means!"

Woo-woo-woo...

The sword kept ringing in his hand, and what he judged was exactly what Lin Fan had done before.

However, in the face of the legendary sword emperor, Lin Fan maintained a consistent calm, with no expression on his face, no sadness or joy, but a little more fighting spirit, which is also a sense of boiling from the blood of the heavenly sword in his body.

Being able to fight with the Sword Emperor and compete in swordsmanship. Lin Fan believes that such an experience will definitely improve his swordsmanship.

After all, the person in front of him is a strong monster who has learned from the blood-eyed sword god Lin Jianzhi, and he is also a master of the sword that can be compared with the desolate gentleman Lin.

In terms of swordsmanship proficiency, Lin Fan believes that there must be a big gap between himself and Murong Desperation. But when it comes to the depth of sword meaning, in today's world, even looking at history, except for Lin Jianzhi, who doesn't know the depth, and other famous masters, Lin Fan believes that no one will be better than himself in sword.

Even if it's the Sword Emperor, it won't work!

"Doesn't the Sword Emperor think this is superfluous?" Lin Fan held the hilt of a sword, and the devouring sword was also flying and shaking beside him. He believed that as long as he moved his mind, he would deal with the sword emperor in the best state.

However, before that, there are some things that should be said, but they still need to be made clear.

Murong's desperate and handsome face showed a strange expression, and the corners of his mouth were upturned. He smiled and said, "My words are superfluous, so how can I be regarded as superfluous?"

"Clean and neat hands, no more than enough." Lin Fandao.

"In that case, why do you still have a superfluous conversation with me? Isn't it self-folding?" Murong smiled desperately, and his hand holding the invincible sword seemed to be a little tighter.

Lin Fan could feel that there was an extremely horrible and sharp sword spirit coming from his body, and this sword spirit seemed to rise endlessly, like an emperor, like an emperor, like a ten thousand swords, an unparalleled breath of horror.

However, Lin Fan suddenly noticed that the sword in his hand jumped, and some resistance rose up. When facing the emperor in the sword, it slowly showed its pride.

In addition to drinking blood, this peerless murderer who exists only for killing seems to have a real meaning of the sword!

"It turned out to be the weapon of the Sword God. It's really a breath of nostalgia." Murong desperately looked at the sword and said lightly, "It's a pity that its power is limited to you, and there is no way to show its former light."

Lin Fan didn't think it was a pestle when he heard it, and he also knew that the power of a sword was by no means the current one, but that's the only thing he could exert.

However, Lin Fan doesn't understand the meaning of Murong's desperate words. If it is revenge, he doesn't have to say these nonsense at all. If not, there is no need to exude such an amazing sword to provoke himself or even have a bad relationship with himself.

This person's personality is changeable and he is not a good person. Even if he can avoid doing it, Lin Fan has been secretly on guard in his heart, lest he will suddenly take action and hurt people.

"It seems that I am not generous enough to fight with you, a young man. Today, I'm not here to fight with you. On the contrary, I was used by you a few days ago as a meeting gift for you. If you need anything in the future, you can come to the Eastern Jianlin to find me. I will help you solve what I can. Murong's desperate palm loosened, and the invincible sword turned into white light and disappeared. At the same time, he said something that made Lin Fan feel surprised.

He didn't think Murong came here to show his goodwill to him, which would be more prominent.

But Murong's desperate words later dispelled Lin Fan's inner doubts.

"I just want to help you pay off the debt. I once owed the Lin family three times, and now I still have two to pay it back. You are the heavenly sword of this generation, so this kindness should naturally be on you." Murong desperately explained faintly and said, "If you need my help to kill the so-called ancestors of Tianmen, I can also help you."

When this sentence comes out, it is ** naked manifestation of strength!

On that day, the ancestors of the door should at least return to the same teacher, but when it came to Murong's desperate mouth, it became an existence that could be killed at will. When Lin Fan heard this, he knew that Murong's desperate was showing off his strength, but he didn't care in his heart.

The important realm of returning to the first division is just a piece of paper for him now. As long as he finds that opportunity, he can be promoted to this level at any time after half a foot.

And with Lin Fan's current strength, he may not be able to defeat the first division with his sword, but it's just a little difficult to kill the other party.

The sudden goodwill of the Sword Emperor made Lin Fan realize what kind of trouble and convenience his identity as a heavenly sword would bring. At the same time, he also understood why the Lin family cares so much about this identity and the sword in his hand.

Sometimes, when things gradually get closer to what you expect, unexpected changes often occur.

Just after Lin Fan refused the seductive request put forward by Murong's desperate, Murong's desperate did not continue to delay here, but just left a sentence, "If you want to kill someone, come to me." Then it disappeared without a trace.

Such a hurried and hurried nature made Lin Fan think of his cheap master Mo crazy.

But his thoughts were not broken, and an unexpected situation suddenly appeared in the palace!

The killing just now seemed to attract the attention of a powerful existence in the depths of the palace. At this time, the ground where Lin Fan was located suddenly trembled, and there was a roar, as if something was coming out step by step.

And Murong, the sword emperor who had left, was desperate, but he thought about it over the Tianmen, and then a playful smile appeared on his face.

"Does the split of the old monster left in Tianmen make you trapped here?"

"Let me see, you can play the light of the heavenly sword!"

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"The strong wind is passing through, and the clouds are rolling. It's a pity that a squeam of river water is difficult to drink."

The willow moon is in the sky, the river flowers are rolling, and the petals are like blood drops, seductive and eye-catching.

The gorgeous man sitting on the golden jade couch is like a river flower, exuding an irresistible temperament all over his body. His beautiful and handsome face is like poison, and he will never forget it at a glance.

He reached out and swept the petals on the couch, but casually pinched a delicate river flower between his fingers, and his tone was full of a melancholy smell. "It's been ten years. When you come to my brother's house, don't you even have the meaning of showing up?"

The voice fell to the ground, and the surrounding scenes suddenly changed!

An elegant man's palms open to the sky, hitting the riverside illusion into pieces. His gray eyes flashed with a color of wisdom to see through the world, with a jade crown and hair, with an extraordinary temperament.

"The clouds are scattered to see the sky, and the clouds are scattered to see the sky. You can disperse the clouds, but you can't see the sky behind the clouds!" The man in Chinese clothes slowly stood up from the couch, and a magic sword seeping with purple clouds appeared in his hand.

"The magic sword is evil, the evil sword master - the prestige is not reduced in those years!"

A comment from the blind teenager, a burst of laughter, and took a step. The boundless pressure is like a sea of prison, coming!

The handsome and evil face of the man in gorgeous clothes showed a touch of solemnity. Do you call me the sword master? Yes, it has been ten years, and the three peaks have not come out for ten years. The Lin family also seems to have encountered disasters.

"However, do you really want to let the worldly noise destroy my hard-won tranquility?"

"God doesn't allow it!"

I saw two purple lights flashing. The man in gorgeous clothes was full of wind, his eyes were firm, and with a wave of his hand, which was the most evil and beautiful chaotic swordsmanship!

"Heavenly evil, born human evil, Lin Xietong, let me see the power of your evil eyes!"

Lin Yu's aggressive pace is steady, gentle as jade, and like prison!

Boom!

Two purple lights hit Lin Yu's body. This mysterious 'blind man" did not dodge, but resisted the divine power with his flesh and blood.

In an instant, the purple smoke was permeated in the original place, and the flames soared, and the river with white clouds became quiet in an instant, as if it was silent for this shocking sword.

However, the evil man named Lin Xietong did not relax. Instead, he shook from his feet from the couch and shattered the luxurious bed. The whole person rose to the sky and silently transported Zhenyuan. A mysterious breath gathered from all directions, as if it had become a world. The heaven and earth was filled with the breath of evil, and there was hidden gold. The color of light flashes in it, like blood, pure and not hair!

"All laws are one, and the road is the same!" Lin Xietong's long sword pointed to the sky, and purple clouds and smoke spread all over the four fields, causing the ground to be desolate and the river flowers to wither!

Wh!

Another purple-gold sword light came from the air, and countless forces of oneness condensed, showing Lin Xietong's cultivation!

Return to the teacher! Even in the Eastern Continent, he can be regarded as an old-fashioned and monster-like strong man. Unexpectedly, he showed such cultivation on a young man. If others knew that there was such a terrible strong man in the Lin family, I'm afraid he would have been scared!

It's just that in the face of this kind of strong man, Lin Yu dusted her sleeves and said with a smile, "Don't you open your evil eyes, brother, you are still as confident as ever."

"Unfortunately, this kind of self-confidence is not worth mentioning in front of me!"

Pup!

After Lin Yu finished speaking, she slapped the sword light, which burst like a firecracker and shattered into light all over the sky, which also illuminated the solemn look on Lin Xietong's face.

One of the three peaks of the long-known Lin family, Lin Xietong, the owner of the evil sword, gambled on his whole body's cultivation at this moment. The evil sword with purple light made the heavens silent and the sun was shining.

Then, a dark golden light burst out of his pupils, reflecting the figure of a cracked evil god.

Evil eyes, open!