Rebirth – City Cultivation

"Kunlun."

"Ye General."

When the two words came out, the whole villa was quiet.

The men and women of the dark moon may not be clear, but Lin Tingshan, who is a Lin family, and Jiang Yingyue, who is a high-ranking member of Hongmen, do not know the weight of the name and the taboo behind it. Even if they were all around themselves, the two did not even dare to call the name of the person, but instead called the general.

"That is the real myth, even in myths and legends, it is the most terrible existence."

Jiang Yingyue bowed his head.

"Hey, when the surname Ye took the flood gate out of China, defeated the Dragon Hall, and chased the Quartet Building into the sea, forcing my Lin family to close the door. In the past 60 years, he has been sitting in the summer of China, and he is so low-spirited. I really thought that this hatred, we will not report it?"

Lin Tashan sneered, his eyes shining brightly.

Jingle.

The sword that traversed his knees, and then the air-driven induction, followed by a scabbard, shining the sturdy sword. In the dark moon, everyone only feels that the temperature in the hall has dropped by a dozen degrees, just like a zero. The skin of the savvy sword is so painful. Even the table was faintly hoarfrost.

This is just the sword that Lin Tingshan unintentionally releases.

What kind of horrible power would it be if he did his best?

‘This Lin’s peerless swordsman is not so simple in the early days of the transition. Jiang Yingyue was suddenly shocked and looked at Lin Tingshan deeply, lowered his eyes and suppressed the horror in his heart:

‘The rumor that Lin Tingtian rebelled out of Lin’s family in the past, it was his brother who personally shot, and a sword hit Lin Tiantian. More than a decade ago, he was able to defeat the peak of Lin Tingtian. For more than a decade, he did not know how amazing his cultivation was. \'

Then think about it, but Jiang Yingyue’s surface is not moving:

"What does Mr. Lin think, is Chen Beixuan not coming?"

"Russia is a big country, a real big country." Lin Tieshan lightly buckled the scabbard and said faintly: "If the great emperor of the Krem Palace makes up his mind, no one can stop him above this star. It is a hundred years." All the former gods tied a piece, not enough for Russia to destroy. However, now that Russia is fading, the hero of the great emperor is short of breath, and may not die with Chen Beixuan."

"But Chen Beixuan wants to come back, at least he must pass the blood wolf king first. Marshal Oleg is the **** of Jiang Shuang, old and strong. Chen Beixuan is not in Russia for ten days, and definitely can't come back."

Lin Tingshan said confidently.

"Mr. is right, waiting for Chen Beixuan to come back. We will go back to Hongmen and return to Lin Family. Forgive Chen Beixuan, but dare to kill Hongmen headquarters or Linjiashan Gate."

Jiang Yingyue also let go of his heart, and then laughed.

"Hey!"

A black shadow suddenly smashed through the window and fell into the living room.

"Who?"

Everyone was shocked and looked up at the same time. It was discovered that it was not a person at all, but a head. The owner of this skull, everyone is very familiar, because I can see it every day. It is the Chuzhou University:

Zhou Tianhao!

This decade-long Chuzhou, the loyal Weijia Mazi, in the Lintai Mountain 挟 门 之 , , 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 林 林 林 林 林 林 林 林 林At this point, there was only one head left, which was smashed by life and thrown into the living room.

Zhou Tianhao’s face is also full of fear and remorse.

It seems like a fearful voice in front of me.

"Who is this, killing Zhou Tianhao?"

Jiang Yingyue exclaimed, a charming and pretty face, very ugly. Zhou Tianhao was the most powerful man in Jiangbei, and he was killed like this. He was slap in the face of her dark moon.

"I am afraid that the person we are most worried about is coming."

Lin Tashan slowly got up, his face was dignified, and his eyes looked like a sword.

"what?"

Jiang Yingyue did not respond, and saw the door open, a teenager in casual clothes, pushed the door away. After entering the home, the youngsters completely ignored the ten dark moon elites who stood in the living room and the two top powerhouses in the living room.

"who are you"

When there is a dark moon warrior who wants to ask questions in a cold voice, Jiang Yingyue has already turned white and shivered, and squeezed a voice from his teeth:

"Chen Chen Bei Xuan?"

The name seems to be a magical one. Suddenly, the whole hall was quiet, and it was a needle that fell on the ground to hear clearly. All the elite warriors of the Darkmoon are all stunned and unbelievable.

This ordinary boy looks like this.

It turned out that they were just discussing, one enemy country, the world, the enemy of their Hongmen Chen Beixuan?

But looking at the face of the leader is not like a fake. So I thought of the ruthless hand of Chen Fan’s debut, killing and cutting. Many dark moon warriors suddenly shuddered.

"You are Lin Tiaoshan?"

Chen Fan’s eyes did not look at Jiang Yingyue’s eyes, but he directly locked the white swordsman: “Sure enough, it’s very similar to Lin’s long, you are avenging for Lin Tingtian, so come to Jiangbei?”

"Lin Tingtian rebelled against the family and had nothing to do with our Lin family." Even in the face of the legendary myth of the world, Lin Tingshan still looks the same and talks.

"Respected Chen Beixuan, I came to Jiangbei this year and did not move Chen’s family a hair. Your father, Mr. Chen Yuxing, his mother, Mr. Wang Xiaoyun, including friends and classmates, I have not hurt them, even have not disturbed. This is only Thanks to the invitation of the president of Hongmen. You and Hongmen’s grievances are not related to my Lin family."

Lin Tashan made a few words and quickly picked himself up.

Next to Jiang Yingyue met, a pair of beautiful eyes are coming out quickly, as if I have never seen such a shameless person.

"Yeah, you didn't hurt me Chen's family, and I didn't hurt my Chen Fan classmates. But you killed me a friend." Chen Fan walked over and calmly said.

Everyone in the dark moon around, watching him come, not dare to move.

"Oh? Who is it?"

Lin Tingshan’s pupils are shrinking, and the face is inextricably colored.

He is a wise man. Before he completely knew Chen Fan’s death, he did not hurt his hand. So when Chen Fan came back, there was room for maneuver with Chen Fan. Lin Tingshan confidently relies on Lin Jia, Chen Fan will not pursue this small problem.

"Xu Ao."

Chen Fan faintly said a name.

"he?"

Lin Tingshan almost laughed, and I thought incredibly to Chen Fandao:

"Chen Bei Xuan, I am a martial artist, such as a dragon. And Xu Ao, Zhou Tianhao, etc., just 蝼 马 马仔. He violated me and was killed by me. How can such a person enter you? My eyes? If you need it, my Lin family can give you ten or one hundred Xu proud grades at any time."

Master is like a dragon.

The entry of martial arts into the territory is already the beginning of extraordinary sanctification. There is a big difference between a mortal and a mortal. The gods are more like a half fairy. Xu Ao, a mortal, may be a hero in Jiangbei. But in the eyes of Lin Jiachuan, who is so tall in Lin Tiaoshan, it is like an ant.

I want to come to Lin Tengshan, Chen Fan is a myth. The eyes are all placed on the top of a country and a field. How can Xu Ao get into his eyes?

"Yeah, Xu Ao is in your eyes. Just squatting ants, you can kill it with your hands. But in your eyes, isn't it also an ant?" Chen Fan sighed and looked at Lin's eyes, no joy. No sorrow, just like the cosmic wilderness that lasted forever.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a dog.

When Lin stepped on the air, his look changed and his face was gloomy:

"Hello, do you really want to be a scorpion ant, offending our southeast Lin family? You must know that my ancestors are still alive. You have offended Russia, Hongmen, and are ready to add another Lin family? Are you afraid of arousing public anger?"

"Lin's family?" Chen Fan laughed and said, straightforwardly said:

"The ants are average."

The kind of temperament overlooking the heavens and the earth, for a time to live in the living room everyone.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Lin Toutshan's fierce figure retreats, bringing a heavy phantom, banging through the walls of the villa, like a white meteor, shot out into the distance, instantly disappeared into the rain curtain.

The Lin Jiazong, who abandoned the Hongmen people, fled.

Jiang Yingyue has not had time to condemn it, and Chen Fan’s faint voice came from his ear:

"Can you run away?"

Chen Fan shocked the gourd and sipped a lightly:

"The sword starts!"

"Dangdang!"

In the stunned eyes of the dark moon, a golden sword was shot from Chen Fan's waist gourd, and everyone could see the golden sword in the golden light.

The swordsmanship was circling, and the tail light swept through the dark moon and the neck of Jiang Yingyue. Then turned into a golden rainbow, and instantly broke through the rain curtain, chasing Lin Tingshan.

"Flying Feijian?"

Jiang Yingyue’s lips trembled, and he reluctantly said this sentence, and he was absolutely mad.

Before her death, her pupils still had an incredible look.

Has the technique of flying swords been extinct in the land of China for hundreds of years? Only the Lin family, known as the last sword fairy in China. But how can Chen Fan have a flying sword?

"After three nights, Feijian hoes."

Chen Fan carried his hand and looked at the night, faintly said: "This sword, from Jincheng, Yuejiang, through the clear water, breaking the Tianhe, Liyunhai. To this Chuzhou, even 517 people, and finally one The blood of the master is the sacrifice of the sheath. It is also worthy of the advice of your Xu Ao, and this is the word of the Yuan."

When he said calmly.

There was a burst of exclamation in the rain, and the sound of the sword.

The sword is cold, and the silver light is straight for nine days, like a lightning bolt in the night. In the end, a burst of metal chorus came, and finally only listened to 咔嚓, the sword was broken.

When Chen Fan spit out the last word.

The golden sword has already flown back into the villa, and the blood on it is spotless, as if it was not going to kill, but to go on an outing. Chen Fan did not look at the life and death of Lin Tashan. He received the sword into the sheath and walked back into the rain curtain. He came and went without a trace, like a dragon.

Only the seventeen headless bodies in this villa, and the broken limbs of Lin Tengshan, proved that he had been there.

Chen Fan ran in the night and fought for thousands of miles. He even smashed 518 people. He went to the clothes, as if he were a knight in ancient times. But the aftermath of this night has just begun.

After dawn, the entire Jiangnan and even China will be shocked and terrified. (To be continued.)