These two inter- ethnic groups are the first-born one-horned horned horned horned strong, and the other is the handsome face and the back winged feather strong, which is unfathomable.

"Huh?"This is the black earth of the Black Earth of the Black King of the Crows of Montenegro, and this guy will be killed in his own land?It’s too big, isn’t it?”The horned strong man frowned.

“Perhaps it was done by a strong man who is far above it, so that it cannot escape.”The strong people.

"Well, in any case, this person dares to shoot us all, and we must get the punishment it deserves!"Come on, let’s look at everything that happened before, and lock the murderer!”

The horned horned ants said, landed, and began to display the secret method around the underground ash.

With a flash of light, the scene of the scene appeared, Lin Xuan's figure also appeared in it, clearly falling into the sight of the two strong.

“Damn it!It was done by the people!”

"No!It looks like a dragon!And the higher bloodline of the dragons!”

"Well, if he's a dragon, let's go back and report the news first."The King of the Black Crow is dead, and the old crow of the Black Hills should go mad again, and we shall not interfere with the rest."

“Let’s go...”

...

Lin Xuan returned to the ancient building, and then turned from the ancient building, re-advented in the emperor of Yuzhou, and then once again came to the sword tasting meeting.

At the door of the sword, Shen Yue Ling, Yan Hui and others were still waiting, but suddenly found that Lin Xuan came from outside, and they could not help but be a little stunned.

“Lord, what happened?”He asked curiously.

"Nothing, it's not over yet."

Lin Xuan laughed, walked straight to the door, pushed the door in.

There was no change in the first floor of the sword, and there were still a lot of swords everywhere, but at this moment, there was a man sitting on his knees in the corner at the end of the floor, seemingly closed his eyes, and seemed to be waiting for the news.

This man is a finnel.

I felt that someone came in, and the finches could not help picking, but the next moment, he suddenly rolled his eyes, looked at Lin Xuan incredulously, and lost his voice: "You, you are back?"This . . .

"Yes, I'm back, I'm back alive."Lin Xuan laughed in the way.

The finches got up and asked in a deep voice, “Where is the King of the Black Mountain?”

“Is that still a question?Now that I'm alive, it's dead."Lin Xuan Dao.

“How can this happen!”

The finches are really hard to accept, and their faces are very ugly.

He clearly taught Lin Xuan's complete information to the robbers, and he thought that the powerful sent by the robbers would easily complete the task.

But at this moment, Lin Xuan actually came back alive, and the proud king of the ravens died.

Will anyone who robs you lose too?

Lin Xuan took a sip of wine and laughed mockingly: "Finch spirit master, Lin Mou is back, what means do you have for Swords, make it out as soon as possible, and see what Lin can't pick up!"

The reason why he came back was naturally not because he had a masochistic tendency, but because he would not have much preparation under the hastyness of Swords, and he would come back to extorting the benefits.

I had a fight with the King of Black Mountain, and I couldn't be busy, right?

If the sword had not been said, he would not have agreed.

The finches face is uncertain, and their hearts are a little annoyed, but at the same time they have some headaches for Lin Xuan.

The situation in front of him was simple and clear, and Lin Xuan, carrying the victory, asked the sword-thomers.

If you can't give this guy a satisfactory account, if this guy turns his face on the spot, it's difficult to say if this sword will be able to do it.

After all, even the strong ones sent down from the robberies were dead in Lin Xuan's hands, and the sura really can't take the master who can stop Lin Xuan, and even his kinks are not sure.

So, although the heart hates Lin Xuan very much, I would like to go quickly immediately, but at this moment, I can only crush the hatred and talk about it.

His eyes flashed, changed a smiley face, and said, "The Lin Dao master is worthy of the son of the real martial arts, really good means!"Now that the Lord Lin Dao is back, he is qualified to participate in the next meeting, come with me.”

Then he turned around and went up.

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment, and followed up.

Today, he has a general positioning of his combat power, his strength is estimated to be close to the peak of the real martial arts, even in the face of the spiritual level, and even the great and powerful, can face the first battle.

Therefore, he is not afraid of the finches and spirits playing any tricks.

In the second floor, Lin Xuan saw the most powerful three of the world's most powerful people today, they were the three most powerful people in the world, they were the master of the lake, the memory of the snow, the dark temple master Zhong Tianqi, the master of the prison, sealed.

These three big teachers are drinking tea and chatting, and behind them, each stands a few true disciples under the door.

Lin Xuan's arrival immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's faces were somewhat surprised.

“Friend of the finches, you have made us wait a long time!”The Lord teaches the way of the test.

Although he spoke to the finches, his eyes were very playful at Lin Xuan.

The finnel smiled and said to the people, “The old man is late, and he has given you a compensation.”However, the reason why the old man was late was to attract a young Junjie to come here.

This little friend, some of you may not know, but no one should have heard his name.

I come to introduce you all, too a Taoist, the lord of the emperor, Lin Xuan!”

The finches pushed out Lin Xuan, introduced it for everyone, and immediately introduced Lin Xuan to the three super leaders.

However, after the words of the finches fell, there was a cold place around.

The faces of the people present had different expressions, some surprised and curious, some indifferent, some hostile, but no one spoke.

Lin Xuan scanned for a week and found that everyone present was very strange, and the only acquaintance was standing behind the sun, the master of the dark temple, and it was the old man who was in the sky.

He sneered, "The head of the finches, I don't seem to welcome you very much here."

The finches smiled slightly, holding the beard, and said with a little playfulness: "No, the Lord of the forest, the talent of the forest, once guarded the northern wilderness for ten years, countless people, the first place in the emperor's monument, which is called the beam of my people."

Now the Lord Lin Dao is in charge of my human artifact, the occult sword, which can be described as valuable, and how can it not be popular?”

“Welcome, of course.”

Behind the snow, there was a mocking sneer.

Speaking is a handsome face, thin body of young man, his taunting test: "Lin Xuan air luck against the sky, access to countless opportunities, like a walking treasure, ask this kind of person, who can not welcome it?" 」

“Hahahaha!”

There was a loud laugh around.

Lin Xuan's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, he glanced at the people, and looked at the finches, and the corners of his mouth gradually pulled up a cold arc.

He understood that the finches were not trying to introduce him to the top circle of the true martial arts, but intended to pull the other three, put pressure on him, let him retreat, or have a direct mind left.

"Hm, Lin is even a walking treasure, and it's not something that some cats and dogs can cove."

Lin Xuan snorted coldly and immediately turned away.

At this moment, the whole field is an enemy, or a potential enemy, the situation is not conducive to him, and it is right to leave as soon as possible.

Seeing Lin Xuan leaving, Fu remembered the snow, Zhong Tianqi, and the sealing of several people immediately exchanged their eyes, one by one, meaning inexplicably.

These are the most powerful, the dominant forces in the real martial arts.

And Lin Xuan's too together, in their eyes, is a competitor with unlimited potential.

Even regardless of Lin Xuan's treasures and opportunities, even if it is to get rid of Lin Xuan and interrupt the rise of too much, it is also a good thing for the major super forces.

The young man who had previously mocked Lin Xuan's demonic lake, saw the eyes of several big men, and suddenly moved his heart, and he flew up and stopped Lin Xuan!

“Lin Xuan is gone!I want to try it, can you leave this treasure of yours?”

At the moment of the speech, Chen Junfei had fallen in front of Lin Xuan's body, blocking Lin Xuan's way, he was standing upright, white clothes without wind, quite an atmosphere.

"You are not qualified enough."

Lin Xuan said indifferently, the pace of the front did not stop at all.

Chen Junfei felt that he was despised by Lin Xuan, and his face was angry, and he waved his hand to Lin Xuan without hesitation.

“Don’t worry, give it to me—”

A dead word did not have time to exit, Chen Junfei suddenly moved a stop, faintly, he seemed to hear a dragon.

Before he could understand the situation, a black flame suddenly appeared in his body, and the fierce burning of his internal organs and torso limbs, a black fire came out of his eyes and ears, which was very strange.

Ah—

The screams came from Chen Junfei's mouth, but only half cried, and then suddenly stopped, and the whole person was swallowed up by the black flame, and gradually became a lump of ashes.

“Lin Xuan!You are bold—”

Fu recalled that the snow could not help but change her face, and she got up from the chair, and could not help but personally shoot to avenge her proud disciples.

But she had just stood up, but suddenly felt a magnificent artifact pressure from Lin Xuan, which made her heart sink.

At this moment, Lin Xuan actually took the emperor's sword in his hand, although the sword has not been sheathed, but the terrible artifact pressure has been filled in this hall, making the space sluggish, everyone is cold.

Lin Xuan stopped, turned around indifferently and glanced at the people, and said, “Just while everyone is there, I will say a few words.”

Qiannan 61 states, in the future belongs to me too much, who dares to reach out, I will make him pay the price.

The finches bear the sword, and the sword-sacrifice owes me two hundred swords, and in seven days they are sent to Taiyi Holy Mountain, otherwise I will go and fetch it myself."

After that, Lin Xuan left.

Behind the hall, it was a long-lost loneliness, Fu remembered the snow, the clock, and the sealing of the three faces were incomparably ugly, but they were speechless for a while.

Fu Jishu hesitated again and again, after all, she still did not dare to shoot, she was not afraid of Lin Xuan, but afraid of the emperor's sword.

Of course, the most unfortunate thing at this moment is the finches.

The finnel's face was gloomy and terrible, and the anger was slightly trembling, and he really did not expect that Lin Xuan would dare to be in front of so many people, and the grand blackmail sword was unbearable.

However, after thinking about it again and again, the finnel son felt that he would rather lose two hundred swords, and did not want Lin Xuan to come to the door.

If the bastard calls the dragon again, the sword can not withstand the second destruction.