Demon Sha, Huangfu Yucheng, Ximen Rui, Huang Lei and others glanced at each other, knowing that the people in front of them must not be inferred by common sense, the four voices of "killing" directly coincided together, the demon sword was sinister, Huangfu Yucheng Jin Xuandao was dazzling, but the knife in Ximen Rui's hand was swift and fierce, Huang Lei held a wooden stick in his hand, and slashed down with a stick, almost cutting off the backbone of the person in front of him, and the aura in the air also began to boil, and countless aura escaped, as if someone was thinking that creating a vacuum.And Lin Haoran was in the center of this vacuum, his eyes were lowered, his eyes were softly looking at the Ling Tian Sword in his hand, he only felt that his own flesh and blood seemed to be combined with this Ling Tian Sword, and there was no way to tell which was his own flesh and blood, which was his own Ling Tian Sword.This feeling was so wonderful that Lin Haoran only felt that he was immersed in it, and there was no way to wake up.But after all, he is a martial artist who has experienced a hundred battles, and even if his divine consciousness is caught in this feeling, his body will instinctively start to act, not to mention, he is not completely immersed in it.If it is said that other people have dealt with Lin Haoran and used all their skills, then Lin Haoran at this moment is like a thousand pounds, not using any unfathomable moves, nor using the moves he created, simply stabbing, cutting, gridding, and blocking, but every sword of Lin Haoran has a wonderful rhythm, as if it is a beautiful song, which only makes people can't help but immerse themselves in it.Li Ling'er, who watched it, was unusually surprised, and even vaguely felt that she had the heart to appreciate it.Li Ling'er who watched was comfortable, but the few people who fought with Lin Haoran were not very wonderful, Huangfu Yucheng just wanted to vomit blood at the moment, he thought that he had joined forces, even if Lin Haoran was strong, he couldn't parry it at all, but what he didn't expect was that he didn't know what medicine Lin Haoran had taken, and the moves he made were not surprising, but they could turn decay into magic, so that the few of them had no way.Among several people, Huangfu Yucheng, Ximen Rui, and Demon Demon all belong to the type of overcoming rigidity with rigidity, only Huang Lei still has a little softness, and several people have no way to face Lin Haoran's moves to overcome rigidity with softness.The demon roared, his clothes were torn, and he saw a mysterious and strange magic pattern, which appeared on his body, this is the magic pattern that the demon clan will naturally have, and it is the magical power given to the demon by God.Originally, the demon demon had no intention of using his killer weapon at all, but seeing Lin Haoran's proud appearance at this moment, he couldn't suppress his anger in his heart, and the ghost light lit up from the pattern on his shoulder, and in the order of the pattern, it directly lit up the magic pattern on his whole body, and his body also skyrocketed from two meters to two meters five, and the muscles all over his body condensed, looking extremely powerful.A trace of evil aura flashed in his eyes, "Lin Haoran, take me a move, the magic knife is vertical and horizontal" At the same time, Ximen Rui's eyes were full of evil energy, and there seemed to be a snow-white white tiger on his forehead, the white tiger stepped on the ground, looked up to the sky and roared, and the murderous aura all over his body condensed, just looking at it made people's blood freeze.He exuded a terrifying murderous aura all over his body, and looked at Lin Haoran opposite with a murderous aura, as a genius, Ximen Rui felt that he had never been so frustrated, and his pride seemed to have nothing in front of the other party."
Lin Haoran, you also take my move, White Tiger Roaring Sky" Huang Lei did not live up to his previous gentle appearance at this moment, he was gentle because he had this capital, his strength, his talent, all of which gave him enough confidence and strength to show a gentle face, but as a martial artist, how could it be that he had a gentle side, his breath was calm, as if he was a towering mountain.The wooden stick in his hand also began to refract the yellow light of the earth, and the "opening of the mountain" was simply a stick, without any brilliant name, nor any powerful moves, but it was such a simple move, but it made people feel a threat from death.Huangfu Yucheng's eyes are like two small suns, exuding dazzling light, domineering and condensed, on the blade of the golden sword, the golden light is condensed, converging all the light, but Lin Haoran knows in his heart that Huangfu Yucheng at this time is the most terrifying, because it means that he has condensed all his strength.Lin Haoran's eyes looked gentle, but only he knew that the blood in his body was about to boil completely, he hadn't experienced such an experience for a long time, so that when this feeling was surging, he actually felt a little strange.Taking a deep breath, Lin Haoran calmed down his excitement, "Old man, it seems that we have to use our housekeeping skills too, otherwise, we will not be able to bear it" Lin Haoran will not underestimate the few people in front of him, let alone a few people joining forces, even if he is alone in normal times, he needs to go all out, if it wasn't for the time just now, he was in the stage of blending with Ling Tianjian, and it was impossible for him to deal with the few people in front of him with some ordinary moves.He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already cold, and there was a somewhat unfamiliar battle intent.The aura around him began to boil, the floating clouds in mid-air were torn apart, and Lin Haoran's half-foot radius was left with nothing left except for the sword qi emanating from his body.At this moment, he is the real Lin Haoran, and the divine sword is out of the sheath, whether it is a few demons who are fighting with Lin Haoran, or Li Ling'er who is watching, such a thought suddenly rises in his heart.Although Lin Haoran also used all his strength before, it was more like a kind of carelessness, rather than overcoming obstacles like now, the blood in his body began to boil, the battle intent in his heart began to burn, and the Ling Tian Sword in his hand buzzed, as if he was expecting a blow that shocked the heavens and the earth.The magic knife carried a majestic huge force, the burning black flame, directly slashed down, the raging black flame burned the aura, the white tiger knife was fierce and fast, although it was the last, but it came first, and came to Lin Haoran's side first.There is no leakage of any power on the wooden stick, but it makes people feel even more terrifying, the whistling stick wind directly tore the space apart, and the space crack followed, leaving a scar on Lin Haoran's head, beating him with a brain and a whimper.t1706231537: