Chapter 1115 (2/2)

Whoosh!

A snow-white Sword Qi, only Zhang Yu, directly tearing the sky, as if this sword, it is the sky and clouds, and it must be smashed.

Heavenly Cloud Sword Art, Third Style, Cleaving Cloud Sword Style.

Qin Xuan’s sword was too fast, and he passed the Yuanlin in a flash and appeared behind Yuanlin.

Yuan Lin was holding a golden cross, and his arms were shaking. Suddenly, the sound of snoring sounded, and the body of the body was ruptured, and the Profound Sky True Sect costumes on his body were broken. Mouth, dense, easy to move unhindered, and even blood is diffuse.

“what!?”

Heavenly Cloud Sect The Powerhouse is shocked by this scene. The Nascent Soul Disciple of Profound Sky True Sect is even more dignified.

Even the Profound Sky True Sect in the hall is supreme, and the pupils are slightly condensed.

“This is Sword Dao, Kaiyun Sword Dao!”

“Yuan Lin is too big, it should be like this!”

There are two people who are vocal, Qin Xuan this sword is not strong, if Yuan Lin is prepared, enough to resist, safe and sound.

However, Qin Xuan this sword is too fast, and Lin Lin does not care about it, so it leads to this.

However, these are minor injuries and cannot be won.

“This child, the power of Nascent Soul!” The snow stalks start to talk, and the eyes are amazed.

In the Northern Wilderness, there are even such talents. Spirit Transformation fights Nascent Soul, which is even more incredible than the Nascent Soul Middle Grade. In this case, there is a big world, Spirit Transformation and Nascent Soul’s Magic Force. More than a cloud.

“You…” Yuan Lin is even more angry. He is not too big-minded. He was smashed by the flowing clouds and his sleeves were all under heavy hands. He couldn’t let go of his face. Now it was hurt by Qin Xuan, Spirit Transformation, and even let His heart was full of anger.

Just as he turned around, suddenly, his pores were all upside down, and a chill came from all directions, leaving Yuan Lin somewhat creepy.

Qin Xuan already released Eternal Sword, Eternal Sword stands in front of him, suspended in front of him, never danced, there are countless Sword Qi from Eternal Sword, like the inexhaustible Cloud Mist.

Among the Cloud Mist, Qin Xuan’s figure is completely hidden, and it seems to be more thunderous.

“Sword Domain !”

Among the Profound Sky True Sect Disciple, the youthful hair of the blue silk whispered, and the eyes were even more unbelievable.

Profound Sky True Sect is the most supreme, and the heart is turbulent.

The wind and devil smile is slightly stagnant, looking at Qin Xuan, “Thundercloud Sword Domain? How does this fellow transform the Thundercloud in Heavenly Cloud Sword Art into a domain?”

Heavenly Cloud Sword Art is the original Tianyun Old Ancestor. It only realizes the Tianyun Sword Domain, the first four styles, but it is the change of Wuyun, but it is the foundation of the Sword Domain. Thunder Cloud Sword Style cultivations successfully Sword Domain in Heavenly Cloud Sword Art, even in the eyes of the wind, is shocking.

Among the thunderclouds, there has been a faint voice coming.

“You hurt my Junior Brother’s 36 bones. Now, you will be guilty of three hundred and sixty bones!”

The sound falls, the thundercloud, the endless lightning glow, if this Heaven and Earth is turned into a Thunder Prison.

“How could it be, if you talk about Spirit Transformation, how can you make Sword Domain!” Yuan Lin is incredible. He screams and moves his swords. Double-dragon chopped double dragons and Ssangyong meet, forming a large field. If the dragon-shaped colossus, the impact of the endless thunder.

Bang bang bang ……

The two major fields collided. In the meantime, everyone around them was almost deaf. Fortunately, there was Magic Force protection, which eased.

But the lightning glow dissipated, and the golden glow spread, revealing the two figures.

Qin Xuan stands shoulder-to-hand and Eternal Sword stands in front of him.

“The light of rice grain, dare to fight for it!?”

The voice rang slowly, and everyone suddenly turned their eyes and fell on the Linlin who fell to the ground and stunned.

The whole body is almost burnt, and there is no force of half trace, such as a pool of mud falling on the ground.

In the hall, the snow sorrows were swept away, and the eyes suddenly became a bit gloomy.

She looked at Qin Xuan, “A good little fellow!”

Yuan Lin, the bones of the body, no size, completely broken three hundred and sixty.

As Qin Xuan said!