"Damn, Lin Qianjun's "Sword Twenty-Three"? What's his relationship with Lin Qianjun?"

"Gu Taixu actually knows this trick? How can we, a group of martial arts practitioners compare with those who practice immortals?"

"The demon god of Zhuque Lankong was so snatched by Lin Qianjun. What do we hold?"

"I can't do it anymore, I won't play anymore. The justice in my heart does not allow me to do such dirty things that oppress the weak. I am ashamed of being a magical warrior!"

Countless players were frightened in an instant, and the timid people were settled by Qiu Hou and went off the line and escaped.

Isn’t this a joke? Someone came with a super-spec guy, how can he fight?

Since there is no possibility of winning, it’s better to escape first!

Lin Qianjun's sword solidified the space, and the means of destroying the enemy's siege cannon made the momentum of the magic warrior weaken instantly. On the other hand, players such as Fang Huang and the NPCs in the city were excited.

When Lin Qianjun said that he came alone, Fang Huang thought they could only wait for death, but now it seems that this sword god really deserves this title.

One man and one sword, the troops were so powerful that they dared not move.

Unfortunately, he could only hold a big axe that was more than half a person tall. He was fierce enough, but he was not so handsome at all.

"I'm afraid it's not easy for you to use that sword." At this time, the commander of the magic warrior in front of the army slowly spoke: "Frozen space, how many more times can you use such a domineering sword intent? There are tens of thousands of people here, and you can't stop us. If you are willing to join us, after this battle, you will be one of my demon kings."

Lin Qianjun couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.

Some people actually doubt his blue limit?

When he was at level 30, the amount of blue in his body reached an astonishing 20 million. Later, he broke through to level 40 and took a step further. One hundred and eight acupoints all around him were transformed into dantian. At that time, his blue amount was about 20 million times 109. Since his clone returned from the superpower plane, he brought the superpower to quickly recover energy and expand energy.

His current blue amount is infinite in the low-level plane.

Even if this clone pushes the entire initial plane horizontally, it may not be exhausted.

The other party actually had such boring guesses, which really made Lin Qianjun a little funny.

The strong will always be strong. As a real strong man, he will naturally consciously make up for all his shortcomings. How could such obvious weaknesses appear?

"You can try!" Lin Qianjun smiled.

"Attack!" The commander of the Demon Army did not believe that Lin Qianjun could launch such an attack infinitely, so he directly ordered the army behind him to launch an attack.

Seeing this, Lin Qianjun couldn't help but shake his head.

You won’t give up until the Yellow River.

He looked at the divine sword in his hand and slowly said, "【Wangchuan】, I'm looking at you."

After the words came, Lin Qianjun's true energy surged into the [Forgetful River], and an inexplicable spatial wave burst out from the divine sword. It was the sword intent and space sword intent that Guan Luo, the ancestor of the Sword Sect, had once understood!!

He once tried to use this sword intent to go to the world of the dead and pursue the past old friends in the Forget River, but that was just a myth after all. Even if there was the Forget River, it would not exist in such an initial plane.

So he ended up having nothing.

However, his sword intent was preserved through his former sword, the sharp sword intent that was enough to break through the space.

"cut!"

Lin Qianjun swept his sword and the invisible ripples of space were transmitted along with the tip of the sword. Everything that touched was divided into two halves.

The commander of the Demon Army, who was the first to be blasted, sensed the danger and shouted: "The whole army is lying down!!"

However, he was still slow. When he finished speaking, Lin Qianjun's sword had penetrated the entire array of demon army. The next moment, in the middle of the array of demon army, countless people suddenly found that their armor seemed to be still cracking, and blood from their waists was seeping out wildly.

The pain came after this, and when their bodies moved, they instantly split into two halves.

The commander of the Demon Army survived because he sat on the high horse.

But his horse was not so lucky, all his limbs were cut off by the sword intent of this space, unable to stand, and he lay on the ground and flew and wailed.

"How is that possible!!" The commander of the Demon Army commander activates the true energy floating in the air, and said with a look of ugly expression: "Warrior, can he really be so strong?"

Lin Qianjun did not answer the other party.

He could only say that the commander of the Demon Army is rare and strange. Among the heavens and all realms, there are as many perverts as there are. With the strength of his clone, the low-end food chain cannot be considered as low-end.

Lin Qianjun looked at the commander of the Demon Army and said, "I don't want to commit more murder. If you can see the situation clearly, lead your subordinates to surrender, so as not to cause too many meaningless deaths at that time."

The commander of the Demon Army dared not believe it: "It's impossible. This move is so domineering. If you force it, you will definitely lose yourself. You will never use it again..."

Whoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish ~~~~

Without waiting for him to finish his words, Lin Qianjun came directly to the open space on the side.

The domineering space sword intent passes by. Wherever you pass, countless things are easily cut, leaving five gullies several meters deep and about thousands of meters long on the ground.

Lin Qianjun said calmly: "You are right. If you follow this frequency, I can produce more than 15,000 swords at most, but I just don't know if these people of you can afford it."

The commander of the Demon Army completely exploded when he heard this.

How can I play if I am not on the same level?

At this time, the morale within the Demon Army continued to fall, and the players were frequently offline, so they could not even organize normal teams.

"Junior, you have a good bluff!"

Just as he was about to withdraw his troops, a voice suddenly appeared behind the Demon Army.

With the sound, a handsome young man in a black robe carried his hands on his back, stepped on the void and walked towards Lin Qianjun.

He took a step forward and was hundreds of meters away. As the sound fell, he successfully came to the front of the formation.

This person is the devil lord Zhao Shengyuan, Zhao Xuanwu's brother and senior brother of the same school.

And above his head, an LV54 level is high above it, which means that he is already a sixth-level existence.

Lin Qianjun smiled. Everything was over from the moment Zhao Shengyuan appeared.

"Senior Brother, you finally came out. I've been waiting for you for a long time!!"

Sure enough, at this moment, with a sound, an old man suddenly appeared behind Zhao Shengyuan. The old man was hunched over, holding a crutch in his hand, with white hair and pleated face, and looked no different from the octogenarian who had half of his body buried. However, this man was a strong man at level 60 and level six.

Compared with Zhao Shengyuan from the outside, he is completely two extremes.

"Old turtle!! Haven't you broken the void?" Zhao Shengyuan was shocked and immediately had the idea of ​​escaping.

"If I don't break the void and leave, how can you appear?" Zhao Xuanwu smiled and walked between Lin Qianjun and Zhao Shengyuan with a crutch.

"You can bear it so much. You are indifferent to the death and injury of so many people. It has not appeared until now?" Zhao Shengyuan gritted his teeth, his expression very unhappy.

"Senior brother, if you don't leave for a day, you will find peace in this world. Therefore, you still need some short-term pain." Zhao Xuanwu explained.

Zhao Shengyuan didn't feel that he had a chance of winning, so he persuaded him: "You and I are both the same school. Do you really want to do this? However, if you are willing to practice the blood demon skills with me, half of the world will be yours..."

"Senior Brother, your guilt is too serious. I can't afford to take it!!" Zhao Xuanwu shook his head slowly and directly interrupted Zhao Shengyuan's words.

In the forum live broadcast room, the players watching the game were stunned by this scene.

The demon army, which had already won firmly, was blocked by the sword god Gu Taixu who was coming. Just when he was about to admit defeat, the demon lord appeared. This was not the end of the reversal. Zhao Xuanwu, who had disappeared, appeared again. Some past entanglements could even be involved in the dialogue between the two sides.

The amount of information is too large!!

"Zhao Xuanwu is actually the Demon Lord's junior brother?"

"Looking at the level above their heads, these damn are all super-spec characters. I thought Zhao Xuanwu was just a level 10 old man who knew a lot of martial arts!!"

"If these two people join forces, will Xuanwu Zhenhai become the flesh and blood ranch of the demon warriors?"

"Impossible, Zhao Xuanwu is the main character of Zhengdao, and he will not be affected."

"Gu Taixu is so timid, can he beat them?"

"Stop teasing, the fourth level is the sixth level, and you can't even think about it!!"

....

Zhao Shengyuan gritted his teeth. He was not as talented as Zhao Xuanwu in martial arts, and he had been suppressed and beaten from the past to the present.

He was unwilling to give up and stole the secret technique of the sect, "Blood Demonic Art", and through killing and practicing martial arts, his martial arts finally reached a thousand miles a day. However, what he did not expect was that even though he had put down his moral bottom line, he was still not as good as his younger brother.

So, he began to focus on martial arts masters. If martial artists are full of energy and blood, they will naturally gain more improvements.

Unfortunately, their gap is still too big after all.

Zhao Shengyuan was suspected because of this abnormal evil spirit. Soon after, his behavior was exposed and he had no choice but to kill the elder and sentence it to the sect.

From that moment on, he hated his junior brother to death.

It was obvious that I was the first to learn the martial arts, but why...

His anger led to him establishing the Demon Sect, and the warriors in the sect were all using their magical martial arts to massacre and harm innocent creatures to practice martial arts.

After Zhao Xuanwu got out of the army, he took responsibility and founded the Zhengqi Alliance to fight with him.

It took more than five hundred years to get the current world pattern.

"Today, everything should be over." Zhao Xuanwu sighed.

"Hahahahaha... Zhao Xuanwu, do you really think you can beat me?" Zhao Shengyuan saw that he couldn't escape and immediately laughed: "It's been five hundred years, and I have always lost. Today I want to beat you once."

"Uh, two, have your emotions been brewing? My sword is already in trouble!!" At this moment, Lin Qianjun suddenly spoke and broke the atmosphere.

The air was quiet for a moment, and Zhao Xuanwu and Zhao Shengyuan were stunned for a moment, and then ignored Lin Qianjun and collided directly at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to distinguish.

"Bang bang bang~!"

Countless sonic bombs sounded, and the aftermath of the two of them spread. As the wind and sand blew, they had already reached more than ten miles away.

Lin Qianjun blinked, was he going to go, or not?

No, he collected the "money". He had to see Zhao Shengyuan die with his own eyes before the mission was over. Besides, for such a good-looking drama, he had to join in the fun!!
Chapter completed!