Yue Lin Ghost Sword said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, are you a certain strong man on the Great Zhou Dragon Ranking?"

Hearing this, Lin Su's sword changed its angle, and he snorted coldly: "The Dragon Ranking cannot include all the strong ones. The Dragon Ranking you mentioned has few talents and little knowledge, and is not enough to set foot in that field."

Yue Lin Ghost Sword said: "With your skill, you are at the top of the dragon list, why should you belittle yourself? Do you think that a few words can make me let down my guard?"

Lin Su knew that Yue Lin Ghost Sword had misunderstood, but since the latter had informed him of his name, it would not be the case if he remained silent, "I am Lin Su, my predecessor was number one on the tiger list."

"Tiger List?" Yue Lin Ghost Sword was surprised. With his status, he didn't pay much attention to the Tiger List. Except for the top twenty people on the Dragon List, the others were just vain and vulnerable. When Lin Su said

When he ranked first on the Tiger List, he felt slightly lost in his heart. With such skill, he was not qualified to be on the Dragon List. When did the gold content of the Great Zhou Dragon List become so high?

Lin Su didn't intend to have a long chat with Commander Xiqi. He didn't know if Xiqi had sent anyone to sneak into Cangzhou besides the hunchbacked old man and the Yue Lin Ghost Sword. The Yue Lin Ghost Sword would be very difficult. If there was another opponent, it would be

No matter how confident he is, he will still fail.

Heavenly Sword Gandharva!

Heavenly Sword Asura!

Heavenly Sword Garuda!

The heavenly sword is tight!

Heavenly Sword Mohuraka!

The Dragon Scale Sword continuously performed the last five moves of the Heavenly Sword, and suddenly Lin Su was surrounded by a crowd of demons. The mighty Asura wielded the sword, the Garuda who covered the sky and the sun fluttered its wings, and the man-horse Kinnara held a gun, and his mouth was filled with blood.

The heaven-devouring Maharaja soars into the sky, and the holy angel Gandharva plays the harp.

Just listen to the Gandharva, who has a pair of snow-white wings on her back, playing the harp with her slender hands, and her voice sounds softly. The four strange transformations are directed at the Yue Lin Ghost Sword, as if wisdom was born.

At that moment, Yue Lin Ghost Sword almost suffocated, the sound of the piano was melodious, and his brain suddenly lost the ability to think. His whole body trembled involuntarily, and he clenched his teeth so that blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. A stream of true energy surged up from the Dantian spring and came to his left hand.

At the little finger, with a bang, his little finger was broken in a weird curve.

After waking up, Yue Lin Ghost Sword suddenly kicked back, instantly dodging Kai Jialuluo's dive, the silver spear danced into a circle, and shouted: "Silver Moon Futian Dragon!"

The bright moonlight appeared out of thin air, like a millstone, about ten feet big, rolling up sand and dust all over the ground, and a breathless storm of spiritual energy also emerged at this moment.

The sprinting Kinnara collided with the moonlight. The moonlight was like a millstone, grinding the Kinnara's body, and the Yuelin Ghost Sword's knees were also somewhat bent.

Mohuraka followed closely behind, rushing desperately into the moonlight of the Yuelin Ghost Sword. The tough and upright Asura slashed immediately, and a ten-foot-long crack spread under the Yuelin Ghost Sword.

Boom!

The moonlight swung out by the silver gun shattered into dots of moonlight. Yue Lin Ghost Sword raised his hand and saw that there was a shallow knife mark on the head of the silver gun, which dazzlingly affected the beauty of the silver gun.

Ding! Ding!

Asura has not yet disappeared. The sound waves of the Gandharva playing the harp with his bare hands shocked Yue Lin Ghost Sword's eardrums. There was a buzz, and blood oozed from Yue Lin Ghost Sword's ears. He fell three steps, supported by the silver gun, and knelt down on one knee.

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As soon as the Asuras and Gandharvas disappeared, Lin Su, who was committed to a quick victory, did not give the Yue Lin Ghost Sword any chance to breathe. On one side of the Dragon Scale Sword, he used the first three moves of the Heavenly Sword in a stabbing manner.

Heavenly Sword Yaksha!

Heavenly Sword Dragon Soaring!

Heavenly Sword and Heavenly Wrath!

Yaksha was like a ghost, shuttled through the void, holding a short-handled dagger, jumped up and stabbed Yue Lin Ghost Sword in the chest, and the transformed body returned to illusion. The five-clawed angry dragon opened its bloody mouth, raised its sharp claws, and fiercely

Rush out.

Tian in mid-air only shows his body above the navel. Even so, it can be compared with the largest giant Asura. Tian's appearance is no different from that of the people of Zhou and Qi. He holds a giant sword ten feet high.

He slashed expressionlessly.

boom!

There were flying sand and rocks, and there was a constant roar.

Lin Su slapped away the incoming dust smoke with one hand, but his eyes looked in another direction. He avoided it again. Except for Yasha's stab, Tian's Wrath, and Long Teng's two unparalleled moves, Yue Lingui was stunned.

The knife dodges. This kind of evasion is different from the movement technique. Even the extremely fast movement technique cannot disappear from his eyes. This is a space shift.

The use of the Yue Lin Ghost Sword to move the space was also very consuming. He took off his armor and gasped desperately. The sweat on his forehead wet his long flaxen hair, but his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle.

"Awesome, even I, the general, have no confidence in blocking these eight-style sword skills. With this martial arts, you will definitely have a place on the Great Zhou Dragon List." Yue Lin Ghost Sword gave Lin Su a high evaluation without hesitation.

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"That's ridiculous. Even if you are not completely dead, this evaluation is still too high for me. If you don't mind, Lin will use your life to throw stones to ask for directions, okay?" Continuously performing the Eight Heavenly Sword Styles, Lin Su's consumption was not enough.

It can be said that it is not big, the energy in Sheng Gong has almost dried up, and a feeling of exhaustion is welling up in his heart. He doesn't even want to move a finger now.

Yue Lin Ghost Sword looked at the broken little finger of his left hand, grabbed the silver gun and stuck it heavily on the ground, and took off the silver armor with a small cut on his chest. He was wearing a pair of soft armor under the armor, which was bleeding.

"That move was so powerful that it could almost kill me. Unfortunately, I missed one move. This general's holy unicorn armor was a gift from His Majesty the State of Qi. It is the only one in the world. The same goes for this soft armor. If

There are no two protective treasures, and I am afraid that I will also die in your hands." Yue Lin Ghost Sword stroked the blood seeping out from the broken part of the soft armor. This was the most embarrassing time for him in the past few years. The dignified commander of the Red Dragon Army of Qi State

, it was so shameful that he almost fell into the hands of the masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Lin Su smiled and said, "Since the Heavenly Sword can't kill you, then use other means. Lin's means may not even be available to those masters on the Dragon List."

Both of them put down their weapons in unison. After taking a breath, the gravel from the ground flew up. The two figures were suddenly in front of them. There was a fist and kick fight, neither of them used their martial arts, just like children fighting hand-to-hand in the alley.

Same, no defense or dodge, just exchanging injuries for injuries, punches to the flesh.

Lin Su's fist shattered the soft armor of the Yue Lin Ghost Sword. The supreme physical strength of the seventh level Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu combined with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms completed the seventh palm. He roared with eyes splitting: "One move will definitely win.

burden!"

"Stay with me to the end!" Yue Lin Ghost Sword gathered his energy with both hands. His resolute and handsome face looked a bit crazy and ferocious at this time. The spiritual energy of the world was condensed on his fists, condensing into the shape of a white tiger with wings.

His body rushed forward violently, and the ground trembled slightly. He rushed like a white tiger, his wings shook, and his roar was earth-shattering, "Tianhu Wusheng Fist."

Seven real dragons flew out of Lin Su's palms. Looking at the furious Yue Lin Ghost Sword, he shouted angrily: "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Dragons roar and tigers roar!

Deafening!

Ang~

Roar!

Rumble!

Lin Su spat out a mouthful of blood. After rolling several times, he hit the ground hard. The pain in his right arm bone was unbearable. He thought it was broken, but the Yue Lin Ghost Sword was even more miserable. The entire right arm was shattered into pieces.

, hanging with only one breath left, a large dent in his chest, and it seemed that he could no longer survive.

Yue Lin Ghost Sword spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with tiny organs, and said with a sad smile: "The martial arts world of Da Zhou really has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I lost."

Qi, my country, I can't go back.
Chapter completed!