Lin Yang explored the thoughts of God into the Qiankun bag and shouted:

"Virtual, sword comes!"

Reminder:

"Lin Yang, you have to make a leisurely, the sword that has not been tamed, the wild, be careful, be chopped by it."

Hearing that he was so scary, Lin Yang also took out the only few ban on his body and put it aside to bless defense to prevent it in case.

Seeing Lin Yang so cautious, Ji Xuanyue blessed the defense again.

After everything was done, the sarcophagus opened a gap, and a blue light flew out of the sarcophagus.

At the moment when the blue light flew out, the horror sword qi bloomed, and the whole room was filled with sword gas in an instant. Everything in the room was strangled into a powder.

Ji Xuanyue was frightened by this horrible sword qi, exclaimed, and hurriedly alert.

"Good guy, sword qi is so strong!"

Lin Yang shouted, and instantly, his body was rolling, and he put on the armor.

A slap -sized pocket sword is flying in the room. The pocket sword is only the size of the slap, the whole body is blue, and the style is very simple.

It is such a flat and unpretentious quaint sleeve Jane Sword, which exudes extremely terrifying sword qi, it is simply frying the sky. ΩΩw..et

Feeling the magnificent and uninterrupted sword, Ji Xuanyue all had a feeling of scalp. She asked loudly:

"Lin Yang, where did you get this sword? How do you look so scary?"

Lin Yang laughed, hey:

"Did this pocket sword kill the sage, can it be bad?"

Lin Yang told the origin of the pocket sword, and he heard that Ji Xuanyue was surprised.

In Lin Yang's heart, Ji Xuanyue and Fang Ruxue are different. This matter is nothing wrong with Ji Xuanyue. Ji Xuanyue is definitely a sanctuated person and is not afraid of any challenges.

The small sword of the pocket is like a crazy bison. It bumps straight in the room, staggered and horizontal, and the speed is extremely fast, like a dazzling lightning.

Every time the pocket sword shoots, there will be a huge sword qi blooming. Those swords are sharp and scary. The seals arranged by Ji Xuanyue are split up layer by layer.

Hollying Sword seems to have its own consciousness, it wants to escape here.

Ji Xuanyue repaired the damaged seal while facing Linyang Road:

"Lin Yang, this sword has not been tamed and cannot be used. You have to tame it with strength."

Lin Yang nodded, Shen Sheng said:

"Grandma, the seal will be given to you, don't let this guy run away."

Ji Xuanyue vowed:

"You just tame it, with me, it can't escape."

Lin Yang looked at the horizontal pocket sword, and laughed loudly:

"Little baby, you are mine, obediently surrender for me!"

Lin Yang shot sharply and quickly grabbed the flying pocket sword. The golden light overflowed on Lin Yang's palm, which permeated strong mana.

Ding Ding Ding ...

When Lin Yang's hand was close to the sleeve sword, the sword gas bloomed in the pocket sword, and the mana on the palm of Lin Yang made the sound of gold iron.

The sword was very strong and sharp, and the mana on Lin Yang's palm was quickly broken.

Lin Yang's heart was slightly moved, and the stronger mana permeated it on the palm of the hand. Not only that, but also the lightning on the palm of the hand, it looked like a thunderic palm.

"Stop it for me!"

Lin Yang yelled, and the palm quickly broke the sword qi blooming in the small sword, and grabbed the sword on the sword.

Alas!

The pocket sword erupted a sword -like sword yin, the horrible sword light blooms, and it is mixed with the sky sword air.

At this time, the seal arranged by Ji Xuanyue was broken dozens of dozens of ways, which was terrible.

Ji Xuanyue exclaimed, hurriedly repaired the broken seal.

Lin Yang has grabbed the pocket sword in his hand. The attack he suffered was the strongest. The horrible sword qi broke the mana and lightning on his palm instantly.

collision.

Dangdang!

The sword qi bombed on his flesh and blood, and made a sound of metal impact. His palm seemed to be not flesh, but the Xuan Iron God Gold.

Although Lin Yang temporarily grabbed the pocket sword, it was struggling very violently and could not completely suppress it.

Every breath of Lin Yang's palm suffered thousands of hubs and swords. Even if his physical body was strong, he was also injured at this time, and his flesh was blurred.

Lin Yang yelled, and regardless of the blurred palm of his flesh, he grabbed the pocket sword.

He didn't believe that evil, and he couldn't catch a sword in the white magic god.

This is a glutinous battle. The pocket sword is not a sword, but a master of the same level as Lin Yang.

The pocket sword is no longer just shooting the sword air to attack Lin Yang, and the sharp sword body is also killing Lin Yang's palm.

That pocket small sword is extremely sharp, and the sage's skull has been penetrated by it, not to mention Lin Yang's palm.

The flesh and blood on Lin Yang's palms, the bones were split, the entire palm was bare, leaving only the finger of the middle and index finger fingers was intact, and the two holy bones were not damaged.

After about ten minutes, a bombardment bombed, and the pocket Xiaojian broke free from Lin Yang's restraint and flew out.

Lin Yang's mind was slightly moved, and he rolled towards his palm. His flesh and blood recovered, and a drop of blood was not scattered.

Looking at the breakdown of the small sword, Lin Yang's eyebrows were locked. Just now he made his best and still didn't catch the guy. It was a bit tricky.

Ji Xuanyue shouted:

"Lin Yang, a disobedient child should be stunned fiercely. Don't be polite to it, hit it, hit it until he is convinced!"

Lin Yang nodded and agreed with Ji Xuanyue's statement. He still thought too simple just now, and the shot was too gentle.

Since you can't catch it, just fight, you can't get used to it.

Lin Yang was no longer polite, holding his punch, and a punch out.

The horrible fist covered the pockets, and the unparalleled fist was blasted on the pocket Xiaojian.

when!

With a loud noise, the pocket sword was bombarded out.

"!"

The pocket sword was punching Lin Yang, and it seemed to be angry. It quickly jumped around the sword body and slashed Lin Yang fiercely. The horrible sword qi was like a waterfall.

Lin Yang laughed:

"I'm still afraid that you can't do this little thing."

Lin Yang did not counsel, and directly swimped his punch with the pocket sword.

After a few punch, Lin Yang gave up the idea of ​​barefoot and empty fist. The guy was too sharp and touched some waste hands with his hands.

Lin Yang took out the Saint Tower, regarded the Saint Tower as a hammer, and held the San Tower crazy to the pocket sword.

Although this holy tower is a secondary product, it is a holy tool after all, very strong.

Dangdang!

With Lin Yang's crazy bombing, the pocket sword began to be less arrogant, and the sword qi began to converge.

After being bombarded by Lin Yang for an hour, the pocket sword finally surrendered.

It stands in the void like a person, and the hilt is tilted forward. A low -headed look.

Lin Yang did not stop, and it was a holy tower bombarded, smashed on the pocket Xiaojian, and blasted it to the ground.

"Submiss me!"

Lin Yang yelled and scratched his hands again. This time, he mainly used his index finger and middle finger to suppress the power of the two holy bones.

Slap!

The pocket sword was caught in the hands by Lin Yang. It struggled a few times and did not move. It was completely conquered by Lin Yang.

Lin Yang looked at the small sword that was difficult to conquer, and smiled bitterly:

"It's really hard to think of a sword one day."

In order to conquer this guy, Lin Yang paid a lot of money. He was split by a lot of wounds by his body.

If there is no king of Ji Xuanyue, the god king is guarding, and this guy must escape.

Ji Xuanyue laughed and said:

"This is not better that it is better, good babies have a temper."
Chapter completed!