Lin Tianshan's sword has always been very fast, but after this momentum is cut out, the sword front did not immediately stab Zhou Yan, but it was like suddenly lost in the void.

"This is my 'shadow secret eighteen type of killing' in the strongest trick, if you can even break this trick, I will bow down."

Lin Tianshan's position is very particular, on the back of the light, after the sword was cut out, the basalt iron sword suddenly rose by tens of feet, forming a huge shadow on the ground.

The riots are in that shadow.

This is the "Shadow Secret Eighteen-style killing", making full use of the principle of light to prepare for the blow of Lin Tianshan.

The terrible thing about the sword masters is not only that they have a deep understanding of the sword, but also the most terrible thing is that they can use their surroundings to the extreme.

Lin Tianshan's sword is black, and the stabbed of the sword is also black, almost integrated with the shadow, making it impossible to identify.

Zhou Yan's eyes turned, this killing may be fatal to others, but he has a variety of ways to crack.

One of the most direct ways to crack is to escape from this shadow area and cultivate the Zhou Yan of Kunpeng, which is not difficult to do.

Another way is to open the true eye of the Fa, the slightest fluctuation in the shadow can be exposed, and it is not difficult to find the deadly sword.

But he did not use both methods, but released the soul.

Zhou Yan's soul is very sensitive to the dangerous atmosphere, no matter which direction the sword is stabbed, he can detect it for the first time.

Shadow Secret 18 Murder, failed.

“This is it here.”

Zhou Yanyuan soul fluctuating, decisively out of the sword, a crisp sound, the tip of the sword collided with the dark sword, the sword instantly poured out.

"You've been found out."

Lin Tianshan was surprised, and then the palm of his hand waved, the sword method changed, and saw that the dark sword that was hit by Zhou Yan was instantly divided into thousands of small swords.

The sword of terror is overwhelming.

Zhou Yan's pupil shrank sharply, and the occult sword waving continuously in his hand, forming a circular and curved sword cover to resist the attack of Lintian Mountain.

Looking at the bright fire that constantly collided, listening to the endless tinkling crisp, the people watching the battle in the distance were red and excited.

Awesome!

It's great!

This is the showdown between the top sword masters, the people who look at the dazzling, and less than the last moment, no one knows what the result is.

"I have decided to start practicing the sword today, and one day I will become a top swordsman like the predecessor of the sword king."

"I have decided to change my name, please respect me later, and call me a swordsman."

Many people were deeply shocked by this scene and determined to study the sword, just at this time...

Tink –

With a harsh sound, everyone covered their ears in pain, and when they looked at the battle center again, they found that the sword in Zhou Yan's hand had been broken.

“The twenty has lost.”

"The sword king's predecessor is still powerful, and no one can do it in the sword path."

"If I give Zhou Yan another ten years, I may be able to match the sword king's predecessors, but now, he is still a little bit of fire."

“Oh, ten years?Where there was ten years to him, the confrontation between the masters of the sword road, fell on the head of the person in an inadvertent manner."

“No, can’t the geek change the shape?”Is not his power in the tempestuous form more terrible than the fictitious realm?It’s not going to die, is it?”

“It’s going to have time to change him!”

As this person said, under the attack of high-density swords, there is no time to change the violent form of Zhou Yan.

But he is not afraid either.

“Make me broken!”

The strength of the body seemed to pour out at this moment, and an incomparable sword suddenly burst.

As for the current level of sword method, he may not be as good as Lin Tianshan, but when it comes to the understanding of the meaning of the sword, he has only served one person, that is, the sword fairy Li Qingshui thousands of years ago.

The mountain is not enough to keep the divine doctor down.

Oh yeah!

Oh yeah!

Oh yeah!

...

The infinite meaning of the sword, like the vastness of the ocean, crushed all the swords, and tore apart the darkness.

Hm!

The black water porcelain iron sword trembled for a while, and it fell back into the hands of Lintian Mountain, like a frightened cat, and did not dare to come out again.

And the mountain was already sluggish, and his face was shocked.

How could it be?

At such a young age, how can you have such a strong sword?

Before Lin Tianshan became famous, he was obsessed with swords and roads, and he had visited many sword masters, many of whom had been immersed in the sword road for three or four hundred years.

The swords of those people were strong, and Lin Tianshan felt that they were unattainable peaks.

Until today, when he met Zhou Yan, he knew what it was called heaven, if those sword predecessors were Xiongfeng, that week's inflammation was the sky, which was more difficult to overcome than the peak of Xiong.

But Lin Tianshan is difficult to understand, how Zhou Yan realized such a powerful sword, even if it is a genius, it will take two or three hundred years?

Full of doubts, Lin Tianshan did not ask out, after a long silence, he suddenly bowed toward Zhou Yan, and then left with the black rider.

Throughout the whole process, Lin Tianshan did not say a word, he did not need to speak, and a respectful attitude has shown everything.

“Winning...won?”

The faces of the moon shrine are full of incongruity, followed by endless joy.

The crisis of the Zongmen was resolved by Zhou Yan, and was resolved by an absolute advantage, whether it is a simple confrontation in strength, or from the sword to fight, Zhou Yan is superior.

The cream butterfly changed a lot of green dress, the body is wonderful, the curve is charming, with her cold and charming contradictory temperament, fascinated by everyone.

The goblin master seemed to have some regrets, just too busy to change clothes, but did not see such a wonderful sword showdown.

But soon she smiled, walked briskly toward Zhou Yan, softly said: "Zhou Yan, you saved the moon shrine, but also saved me, no matter what you ask, I can promise you, including ... to each other."

“As a person?”

Looking at the frosty eyes, I couldn't help but laugh, this seductive little goblin, blatantly seduced me!

Is my doctor the kind of man who is easily seduced by beauty?

He said, “I’ll talk later.”

The frosted butterfly: “...”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a great match.”

At this time, a hoarse voice sounded, and the skinny old man's eyes were very different, and he came to Zhou Yan with a gloomy smile on his face.

Zhou Yan looked at the old man and frowned, "I almost forgot there was an old thing."

Just now, the strength of Zhou Yan showed, the old man has seen, if he is interesting, he will leave, but he did not, what did he explain?

This old thing has a small background.