Chapter 232

When Longli sacrificed the spirit of heaven, his power broke out and his strength increased to a state of extreme terror. He could wipe out one person with one punch, which was full of prestige.

The people of Tianxia peak and the new school are not dead men. They just obey the orders of zongmen. Who will do something like this?

The dragon from the awe of the crowd, the world peak people have retreated, dare not go forward.

Mu Yan and sang Dongming look tight, they both bite their teeth, and rush to go together.

Two people join hands, left and right attack, leave no leeway, finally can slightly hold back the dragon from.

"Elder Lin, kill the white night and take back the dead dragon sword!" Lang Tianya drinks.

"Master Feng, don't worry. I'll give it to me."

Lin Shaodong cheered. He leaped forward and leaped over. His terrifying soul power went towards white night town like Mount Tai.

Bang!

White night feet immediately fell into the ground, the body as if to bear the force of ten thousand jin, the pressure is towering.

He clenched his teeth, and the four heavenly spirits were constantly turbulent on his head. Yuan Li vented himself and resisted Lin Shaodong's pressure.

"The four born heavenly spirits are really the talents of heaven. However, you are standing in the opposite position with my Tianxia peak. For the sake of Tianxia peak, I have to erase you. I can't blame me!" Lang Tianya's eyes were shining at the white night, and his pupils flashed with regret.

So young, with four heavenly spirits, I'm afraid that I can't even think of a bright future.

However, there are a lot of talents in the clan area, but few of them have climbed to the top and become the overlord. Most of them fall into this cruel world, and the white night will be one of them.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a figure passed by and stopped directly in front of the white night.

"Don't bully my brother!"

A tender voice came out, followed by a delicate white hand, gently hit Lin Shaodong...

bang!!!!!

Lin Shaodong was caught off guard, and the whole person flew out and ran into the mountain wall not far away. He was dizzy and his skin was cracked.

It's Prajna.

"Prajna elder!" Lang Tianya frowned.

"Although the heart is declining, the strength of Prajna elder is still there. Elder Lin is not the opponent of Prajna elder at all!"

The iron fist in the crowd rushed out and attacked Prajna. At the same time, he called out: "elder Lin, elder Prajna, let me restrain you. Go and kill the white night! Take the dragon sword

Prajna is led away by iron fist, and no one can fight against Lin Shaodong.

On hearing this, Lin Shaodong spits out his breath. His eyes twinkle with bitterness. First, he sweeps the night, but his eyes are on Prajna.

"When I was in the Longyuan sect, this Prajna was against me everywhere. Now that she has become a fool, she has to fight against me? What is white night? It's easy to kill him, but Prajna... I'll never let him go! "

After that, Lin Shaodong raised his hand, and a bloody flying sword appeared in his palm. His pace moved rapidly, and people like a whirlwind attacked Prajna directly.

Although Prajna's heart declined, the fighting consciousness was not weakened at all. Although the hand seemed to be weak, it could be lifted up, the strong wind was rustling, and the fist shadow was completely broken, which was particularly terrifying.

However, with Lin Shaodong's participation, Prajna becomes extremely hard. Her small face is tight, her eyes are anxious, her small hand twists her soul power, and she constantly resists the iron fist, but Lin Shaodong's sword is killed from behind her.

"Mean!"

White night pupils red, low roar to kill.

Lin Shaodong is dismissive.

Even if the white night has four souls? He is just a weak man in the second level of Jue Hun state. What's more, he even urged two swords to die, and his soul power had been exhausted for a long time. Even if he used the strength of sucking milk, he might not be able to cause much threat to Lin Shaodong.

But when Lin Shaodong ignored the white night, a cold light suddenly came and penetrated his shoulder armor.

Pooh!

Lin Shaodong is in pain and retreats, covering his shoulder.

Sword spirit?

He raised his eyes and looked at the opposite side. The sword Qi was sent out in the daytime.

What a fierce sword!

"What kind of soul art is this?" Lin Shaodong was shocked.

"Don't worry about soul skills. It's enough to kill you!"

In the daytime, he pinched his finger with one hand and urged him to read the sword formula again. The fierce sword spirit burst out from his fingers.

But just now Lin Shaodong was unprepared and suffered a loss. If he was face-to-face, he could easily avoid it.

"Though the sword spirit is fierce, you are at the end of your strength. I'd like to see how much more sword spirit you can use!" Lin Shaodong sneers.

Sure enough, after the four nine soul sword rhymes in the white night, he opened his mouth and spat out blood directly.

The spirit of heaven in the body is almost drained, and people's consciousness becomes blurred.

"Can't stay long, go!"

The Dragon roars.

But the disciples were surrounded by groups, even if old dragon dragged Mu Yan and sang Dong Ming at the same time, the situation could not be changed.

The disciples were slaughtered one by one and fell down one by one.He stares at Lin Shaodong.

But just then, a scream rang out.

He turned his head and saw Zong Xiaohei's chest pierced by a long cold sword. His body twitched a few times, looking at the sky in despair, and then slowly fell down.

"Little black!"

The night roared.

"Big brother..." Zong Xiaohei groaned, but his eyes were dim, and he lost his consciousness...

he felt that his heart was cut by the sword in the white night, so painful!

He clenched his teeth, and his body was full of blood.

"White night! step on it! Take Prajna elder to go! "

Miao Yifang yelled, but rushed to Lin Shaodong!

"Sister Miao!"

White night madly rushed past, intending to stop Miao Yifang.

But Miao Yifang's speed is too fast and too sudden. Even Lin Shaodong didn't expect that this woman would dare to rush to her.

"You want to die? I will help you

Lin Shaodong snorted coldly. His sword was raised and stabbed like a rainbow.

The sharp sword slaps Miao Yifang on the cheek.

But she did not show any fear. She opened her hands and held Lin Shaodong in her arms!

But in this critical moment, the white night one acceleration, one will Miao Yifang.

Pooh!

White night shoulder sword, blood rampant.

"White night!" Miao Yifang looks pale.

But Lin Shaodong obviously didn't want to let him go. He pulled out the blade and cut it to Miao Yifang.

Pooh.

Miao Yifang's arm was also cut off, and the severe pain almost made her faint.

"Ha ha ha ha..." Lin Shaodong gave out an excited and crazy smile.

Looking at the expression of these weak people struggling in front of him, his heart is incomparably manic and palpitating.

Blood and limbs flying in front of his eyes, this is the most enjoyable moment for Lin Shaodong!

"Elder Lin, have you had enough? If you play enough, kill the white night and give me the dragon sword! " Lang Tianya drinks, already impatient.

He knows Lin Shaodong. He is a soul person who thinks on the surface but is extremely abnormal in his heart. Such a person is very dangerous.

"Don't worry, peak master. The dead dragon sword is already in your bag!" Lin Shaodong grinned ferociously and knew that business was important. He directly raised his arm and chopped his head with a sword.

A random sword, but enough to kill the white night.

But at this time, the fallen blood red sword was suddenly blocked, and the whole body was frozen in place, as if blocked by some invisible wall.

"Well?"

Lin Shaodong was stunned. He fixed his eyes and looked. Suddenly, a torrent of unruly water came to him. He could not stand, but retreated.

What's going on?

Lin Shaodong was surprised.

But the next second, he felt his arm ache, and a sound of "click" came from his ear. When he saw that the bloody sword that had been following him for decades, it actually broke into two pieces...

"what?"

Lin Shaodong was shocked.

It's white night!

The white night broke his sword!

"No way. You have no strength. How could you have such a means?" Lin Shaodong's face changed wildly and kept murmuring.

But the next second, he understood.

The four heavenly spirits on the top of the white night changed again. Four blood scarlet flowers bloomed, as if to dye the sky red. A frenzied fighting spirit was released like a flood. The temperature dropped suddenly, as if the world had fallen into an ice river.

I saw that the four heavenly spirits all lit up blood fire, Yuan Li such as Hong, pouring into the white night.

The skin of the white night instantly turned red, as if it would be ignited at any time. The blood vessels in the body were clearly visible, and the human breath was also rapidly gasping. A layer of fierce blood fire covered the whole body. At this moment, he was transformed into the God of war of nine days, and his divine power was boundless.

"Sacrifice the spirit of heaven?" Lin Shaodong was stunned.

And... Four in a row??

Crazy!

Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!!

White night is crazy!!

"You... Do you understand what you're doing? White night!! Stop it! Stop it Lin Shaodong reacts and growls like crazy.

Miao Yifang is stunned.

The old and new disciples of the two schools are all stupid...

this is a desperate battle!!

"I know what I'm doing, and I understand that you'll be like your sword right away!"

In the white night, his pupils are burning with blood. He raises his hand and grabs it in the air. His palm swings out a force of absorption.

Lin Shaodong couldn't hold on. He was directly sucked in. His five fingers bent at night and held Lin Shaodong's neck directly. Lin Shaodong's neck was pinched directly and his face turned red.

Lin Shaodong was directly lifted by driving his arms at night.

"Let's go! Let me goLin Shaodong shouts at the top of his voice. His hands are raised and he thumps hard on his chest in the white night.

Bang!

Dull sound, soul power in the chest of the white night bloom.

But he did not move. The blood fire was like the hardest armor, protecting his body.

"This... Can't... Possibly..." Lin Shaodong's eyes trembled and panic filled his face.

"Go to hell!"

White night five fingers again force, Lin Shaodong crazy struggle, neck seems to be about to be cut off.

"Let me go... Please... Let go...

click.

A crisp sound came out.

Lin Shaodong's neck was crooked, and his struggling body suddenly came to a standstill.

Kill!

In the white night, Shengsheng killed the people in Wuhun state!

Four weeks of people are shocked!

At the same time, he sacrificed four heavenly spirits, which made this low-level soul cultivation with only the second level of absolute soul state become the most powerful one!

Although the time given to sacrifice the spirit of heaven is small, it is... Enough.

In the white night, Lin Shaodong's body is thrown aside, and his intention to kill breaks out. He carries the general trend and rushes towards the iron fist...

today, it is bound to be a river of blood!

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