Chapter 258

Pieces of white lotus float out from Lin Tian's eyebrows, just like lotus rain floating in the air, which makes the old wine ghost suddenly moved, and his eyes twinkle for the first time. But then the old wine's face was smiling again.

"Hum!"

White lotus flies, and there is a buzzing sound.

When Zuo Shang and Ling ye see this scene, they suddenly change color, especially Ling Ye. A few days ago, he personally suffered the attack of Bai Lian. Just a piece of it made him feel miserable, but now, it's a dense pile!

Suddenly, Ling Ye retreats and dodges quickly with Zuo Shang.

Lin Tian's face was cold, and he stepped on it.

"Keng!"

In the hand long sword a shock, Lei Yan sword awn sweeps, simultaneously rolled two people to come over.

Chest pain came from time to time, but there was no expression on Lin Tian's face, only his eyes were cold. At this time, there was not much real yuan in his body, and the injury was getting worse. So after the sacrifice of Bai Lian, he directly carried out liangyibu and waved his spirit sword as fast as he could.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

Changjian constantly collides with Zuoshang Lingye. Although their cultivation is not weak and their fighting power is good, they are in a dilemma at this time. First, they want to avoid the white lotus around them. Second, they are suppressed by Lin Tian's strong fighting spirit.

"Ah

All of a sudden, the scream rang out, and a lotus petal floated into Zuo Shang's sea of knowledge.

Although it's just a piece, but it's enough to help the pain, the whole person in a moment seems to be hit by thunder.

Lin Tian flashed a cold awn in his eyes, squatted down slightly, then jumped out, and crossed with Zuo Shang.

"Poof!"

Blood sputtering in the air, Zuo Shang's scream suddenly stopped.

Bang, Zuo Shang's body fell to the ground, there was a blood mark in his throat, and the blood was gurgling.

The sword of lightning, a sword to the throat!

"So fast!"

"I'm so hurt that I can still do this step!"

"It's really..."

Many people have palpitations.

Such strength is really abnormal!

"It's just you!"

Lin tianpiantou sweeps Ling Ye.

Facing Lin Tian's indifferent eyes, Ling Ye's heart trembles. At the peak, he can't help but step back.

Lin Tian's fighting spirit is too strong!

"Die

Ling Ye roared, Zhenyuan was shocked, and cut out a very strong sword gang.

Lin Tian's eyes slightly coagulated, quickly retreated and dodged the sword. However, the next moment, he was slightly moved, because Ling Ye didn't kill him after cutting out the sword, but ran in the direction of the strong of bailianfang.

"All of you, help me!"

Ling Ye cried.

Lin Tian's expression is very cold, and his fighting spirit is even more amazing. Ling Ye is afraid and completely loses the courage to fight.

"Rubbish!"

Lin Tian disdains it.

However, he had to admit that Ling Ye's move made him a lot easier.

At this moment, he mobilized all the true elements in his body, and his eyebrows were bright again. The white lotus petals floating in the air quickly gathered in the middle, and in an instant, they condensed into a five inch sword.

"Kill

Lin Tianleng said.

Whew, the dagger is like lightning. It comes in a flash and directly goes into the back of Lingye's head.

Ling Ye immediately screamed and fell to the ground. He kept rolling and twitching like crazy, tearing his hair and even pulling off his scalp. The scene was shocking. But then, gradually, Ling Ye's scream became weak, the range of action became smaller, and finally completely lost the movement.

Lotus sword, cut the sea!

"Dead!"

"Chu Xuan, Zuo Shang, Ling ye..."

"It seems that nearly a hundred breaths have passed since the killing of three people."

"This guy, with such heavy injuries, killed the three traitors so quickly?"

"This..."

Seeing this scene in front of us, all the disciples of the burning sun sect were dull.

"Well done!"

Tu Bo roared, both happy and sad, with an indescribable emotion.

In the distance, the Lord of burning sun and others are staring at Lin Tian. How many teenagers can there be in the world?

"Cough!"

Lin Tian coughed up blood, supported his body with a spirit sword, and squatted down.

With his seriously injured body, he forcibly used Zhenyuan to kill three monks who knew the sea in a row. At the moment, his injury became more serious than before, and his vision became blurred. Nevertheless, a wisp of smile appeared on his face and he looked at the old drunkard not far away: "old man, here, I've solved it."

The old drunkard laughed, and a drop of wine floated out of the gourd, and was directly bounced into Lin Tian's mouth: "boy, this thing is very precious. You wasted two drops today." After that, the old wine ghost turned and looked in the direction of elder Luo Yu of the burning Yangzong: "the disciples have done the work of the disciples. Next, the master will come to clean up the place."

Old wine ghost face with a smile, step by step forward, there is the direction of seven Xuan Ge Yi Zhengxing.

"Li Changfeng, you..."

"Keng!"

A sword sound rings out, Yi Zhengshang flies out directly and spurts blood.

Old wine ghost's face didn't have the slightest intention to kill him, and he kept a faint smile from beginning to end: "when you were in the Imperial City, you killed him. I don't have the same opinion with you, but I don't want to. You killed all the way to the burning sun sect, and you attacked other people's disciples so many times. Have you ever thought that the master would be angry?"

Yi Zhengshang stood up and looked very ugly: "you..."

"Keng!"

There was another piercing sound of the sword. All they could hear was the sound. They never saw the old alcoholic wielding his sword. However, Yi Zhengshang flew out again. A large amount of blood spattered in the air, making everyone's scalp numb.

In such a scene, even if the pupils of the elder of bailianfang were constricted.

Yi Zheng gets up in a mess with two sharp sword marks on his chest. He can even see the shadow of his ribs.

"You... You've been deceiving everyone! You are not decadent

Yi Zheng's face is blue.

"Bang!"

Yi Zhengshang's words just spoke, the whole person suddenly flew again, with a clear footprint on his chest.

"Whether you are decadent or not has nothing to do with you?"

Old wine ghost light way.

When he said these words, the old drunkard's step was always very gentle, and he pushed forward step by step.

Yi Zhengshang stood up again, but he didn't dare to speak any more. Instead, he retreated step by step. All the way back to the elder master of bailianfang, he stopped: "elder." The strength of the old drunkard makes Yi Zhengshang feel a little shaken. He was cut twice and kicked once, but he didn't even see the old drunkard's action clearly!

The elder of bailianfang nods. Yi Zhengshang is an elder of Qixuan Pavilion. This time, he is also helping them from bailianfang. Naturally, he won't watch Yi Zhengshang suffer. Step forward, he looked at the old drunkard and said in a cold voice: "it seems that everyone underestimates you, but Li xiaodai, don't be too arrogant."

The old wine ghost still had a smile on his face. He didn't care about the words of the elder of bailianfang: "no one I want to kill can live. He was, is and will be." Then the old wine devil said, "get out of my sight. I'll settle with you later."

The old wine ghost's voice was very flat, which made the elder of bailianfang look cold: "I'll see how far you've grown up as a peerless genius!" With the words down, dozens of weapons that had been shot down before trembled again, floated into the air and hummed.

"Forty nine chop!"

The elder of bailianfang said in a deep voice. He manipulated 49 weapons and pressed them against the old drunkard.

However, the next moment, the elder of bailianfang changed his color, because the figure of the old wine ghost disappeared, so quietly disappeared in his vision.

"I said, get out of my sight."

There was a sound on his side.

The elder of bailianfang was surprised. He looked sideways. The old wine ghost had already appeared beside him.

"You..."

"Pa!"

The old wine ghost slapped him with his backhand, and the elder of bailianfang flew out and ran straight into the Deacon's hall.

"Elder!"

Several giants of bailianfang changed their colors together, and they could not help but feel a chill.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were wide open, as if they had seen a fierce ghost.

A slap, clap to fly Yu Kong nine heavy top strong person!?

"This old man, so powerful?"

Lin Tiandu trembled. When he was in the Imperial City, Yu Wushuang once said that the old drunkard was no worse than the elder of burning Yangzong. But now it seems that Yu Wushuang underestimated the fighting power of the old drunkard. The cultivation of the elder of bailianfang is the same as that of the elder of burning Yangzong. Now, the old wine ghost can take the elder of bailianfang out with such a light slap. It is clear that his fighting power has surpassed that of the elder of burning Yangzong.

At this time, the expression of the people of the burning sun sect was extremely excited.

"It's easy to smoke!"

Roared Tu Bo.

Farther away, the elder of burning Yang sect could not help but burst into tears. The man who had been forced to burn Yang sect by him, after so many years, was still as good as that year and as evil as that year. He felt very happy.

At this time, only Yi Zhengshang's face was the most ugly, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"You, you..."

Staring at the old drunkard, Yi Zheng stepped back.

Even the supreme elder of bailianfang can slap and fly. How can such a person resist? How to fight?

The old alcoholic goes to Yi Zhengshang and gently raises his soul sword.

"Time flies. After so many years, it's not easy to accept a good apprentice. It's the only meaningful thing in life. I have a lot of expectations for the future." The old drunkard's voice was very lazy: "it's just that you old guys have to jump out and bully him. To be honest, I'm really not very happy."

Yi Zhengshang trembled and said, "I just..."

"Poof!"

A head tilted up and fell ten feet away.

The old wine ghost turned around and looked at the master of Bailian workshop and others: "next, it's your turn."