"Lin Yi brother"

Jiang Xiaoyu whispered, couldn't believe it, and screamed at his own eyes, wondering if his eyes had an illusion. Close your eyes and open them again, but find that it is still the familiar face, or the gentle smile.

Tears were brewing, and tears flowed from both eyes. In the brain, I have been in contact with the brother Lin Yi, teaching myself to practice the sword, letting myself work hard and cheering.

In a blink of an eye, the time of eight years has passed, and everything is like yesterday. Jiang Xiaoyu clenched his fists and tried to keep himself from crying, but he still couldn’t hold back his inner thoughts and the renewed excitement.

Three years of missing, all the time to miss, let him carry too much, the heart becomes silent. In that year, many words, lively teenagers, became young people who were silent. Full of hatred and hatred, it seems that everyone is looking at the enemy.

The stiff face showed a smile, laughter, tears in laughter, no more sorrow, let the tears fly, excited and shouted: "Lin Yi brother!"

"Lin Yi brother"

"Lin Yi brother"

The beleaguered Han Bai and Yu Hai, jumped out of the battle circle, looked at the top of the head, standing on the back of the golden **** bird, like the **** of the gods, the young man who pulled the bow and archery, suddenly could not help but look excited, unbelievable, Muttered out.

"who are you?"

The remaining nine top masters of the demon, looking at the golden gods holding the dark gold bow and arrow, looked down at their youth. Looking around, his head blasted, his head was not there, his body was blood, he lay down again, and there was no trace of companion.

Shooting a top player with one arrow?

All of them can’t help but scream. Each of them looked at each other and saw the deep jealous color that appeared in their respective eyes. Resist the fear in my heart and ask loudly.

""

Lin Yi was silent, looking at them with cold eyes and not talking.

See Lin Yi does not speak, the nine superb masters taught by the Condor. Out of one person, full of murderous murderous voice, shouted: "Report the name, this hatred my eagle teaches to remember! As for what happened now, this matter has nothing to do with you, it is my **** eagle teaching and Huashan, You better not to intervene if you intervene."

The threat has not been finished, and Lin Yi, who is standing on the golden **** bird, has moved. One shot. Nine is the nine bows and arrows on the back bow, running the internal force, facing the nine people is a record, Jiuyang is destroyed!

Nine dark gold arrow flashes with a faint golden light, and blasted to the nine people, making a loud explosion, like a meteor, killing nine people.

Nine people saw their hearts in their hearts. I want to stop, but it is too late. too fast. Everything happens too fast!

Lin Yi did not even talk to them, suddenly shot, these nine arrows are even more scary.

Boom!

In the previous second, Lin Yi shot and put the arrow. The next second, the top-level masters of the nine great Condors, all blew their heads. Headshot and die!

One arrow, shooting nine top players!

Someone is stunned at the place!

"kill him!"

"Revenge for the ten elders!"

There are hundreds of Condors left to teach disciples, one by one red eyes, screaming and rushing to Lin Yi. Come to Xiaojin. Looking at Lin Yi’s breach.

Lin Yi looked coldly at the **** eagle who taught the disciples, took a step and landed directly on the ground. Lingbo micro-step start, right hand and **** stand side by side, into a sword.

The whole person is like a lightning bolt, flashing in front of a condor with a long sword to teach disciples, a sword pointing, piercing his temple and killing him.

Quickly pick up the long sword on his hand and hold it in the palm of his hand, feeling the familiar feeling. It’s been a long time, no sword!

Holding a sword, there is a feeling of blood connected, and this sword is his right arm.

This is not a sword, but the sword is only an ordinary sword.

The reason why this feeling is that is the sword meaning that Lin Yi has learned! In front of the sword, all the swords have to be surrendered!

The long sword is in the hand, Lin Yi chuckles, and people are like lightning, killing the past.

There are ancient poems and clouds: ten steps to kill one person, and thousands of miles do not stay.

And Lin Yi at the moment, more than ten steps to kill one person, one step to kill one person! I saw that his entire figure was like a lightning bolt, and he could not see any clear trajectory, only one afterimage appeared.

In the next second, his afterimage disappeared, dozens of afterimages disappeared, and dozens of Condors taught disciples one by one, all of them were cut and died!

A sword kills dozens of people!

All the condors taught the disciples to look awkward, while the Huashan disciples, one by one, were stunned and dazzled.

The Condor teaches his disciples to turn around and flee, and they want to escape from this murderous demon. Lin Yi’s mouth is slightly tilted, and Sen’s voice blasts in the ears of all the confucian disciples: “Kill my Huashan disciple thousands, see the situation is not good, want to leave and leave? Where is this cheap thing in the world? Give me Let's stay!"

In the stunned eyes of all Huashan disciples on the Shenying Mountain, Lin Yi's body shape turned into a residual image, catching up and flashing among the gods and disciples.

After only seven or eight seconds, all of Lin Yi’s afterimages flew back, and each time after a shadow, Lin Yi’s figure became clearer. When all the afterimages fly back and disappear, Lin Yi appears in the same place, as if nothing has happened.

Only the long sword of the blood, telling what happened just now. Lin Yi threw a long sword and threw it on the ground.

As if to get a signal, hundreds of Condor teaching disciples screamed, a blood line appeared in each throat, and then suddenly exploded, the blood line expanded, blood spurted like a fountain, blood stained the sky, extremely spectacular.

噗通!噗通!噗通!

A famous condor taught his disciples to fall to the ground, one after the other. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of disciples all fell into a pool of blood and died.

None of them stood up, they were all smashed!

A sword kills hundreds of people!

"hiss!"

More than one hundred Huashan disciples who have survived are all air-conditioned and open-mouthed, shocked! Unbelievably looking at the figure carrying the dark gold bow and arrow, it was awkward.

"Master Lin Yi, he is still alive!"

"Not just alive, but it has become even more powerful!"

"How far is it? It is simply a means of swordsmanship! A sword kills hundreds of magic thieves, who can do it in the world? The legendary top master, but that's it?"

"Master Lin Yi. Is it a top expert?"

"Even if not, it is not far away! Oh, what is the first person's proud arrogance under the top, what is he? In front of my brother Lin Yi, it is a waste! He can do a Does the sword kill hundreds of people?"

More than one hundred Huashan disciples, one by one excited. Looking at the back of Lin Yi, there are a lot of arguments.

Lin Yi put the ten back arrow into the arrow box, and then hanged the back bow to the back of the bow, went to Jiang Xiaoyu three people, with a smile on his face.

"Lin Yi brother"

Han Bai, Yu Hai, and Jiang Xiaoyu have complex looks, excited, moved, unbelievable, and missed all kinds of emotions. They appear in the eyes and smile slightly.

"Can you continue to fight?"

Lin Yi walked up to the front of the three men. One person hammered a fist and said softly.

"can!"

The three nodded and shouted. Standing straight, like a sword that never bends, sharp and sharp.

Lin Yi’s mouth was slightly tilted and opened his hands to the three people: “I am back!”

"Lin Yi brother"

The three men burst into tears and shouted, all of them would hold Lin Yi to death. I am so excited and crying.

"Three years, three years! Brother Lin Yi. You are finally back! I know that you must be alive, but you are our brother Lin Yi, how can you fall?" Jiang Xiaoyu shouted, letting Tears flowed over the cheeks and looked excited. Very happy, hanging on Lin Yi, seems to never want to let go, for fear of the next moment, his most beloved brother Lin Yi. It just disappeared.

Just like three years ago, the disappearance disappeared without a trace, life and death are unknown. That kind of torture, the kind of pain, he never wants to feel it anymore.

"Ha ha ha, Xiao Yu, I have already told you. How can Lin Yi’s brother die young? He has not taken us, killing the black wooden cliff and killing the bright top! How could he die?” Bai laughed loudly, laughing with tears in his smile.

"Yes, you said that the Purple Dragon King is still dead! How can Lin Yi's brother die? He can't die. Only Lin Yi's brother killed the Purple Dragon King. How do you have the qualification? Lin Yi’s brother?” Yu Hai loosened Lin Yi’s shoulder and stood by, patted Jiang Xiaoyu’s shoulder and focused on the head.

Looking at only one person still holding his own Jiang Xiaoyu, Lin Yiru used to lick his head. The mess of his hair is like a bird's nest. Jiang Xiaoyu, who was somewhat disliked before, enjoyed this moment at the moment.

Everything is the same as it was eight years ago. It is so familiar, so it is worth remembering and unforgettable.

Think more, this moment, just keep going, time is suspended.

Unfortunately, this is destined to be delusional. Lin Yi quickly pushed him away and scraped his nose. He laughed and said: "How big is the person, still so crying! You thought you were still a teenager." Remember, you are twenty years old!"

Jiang Xiaoyu was said to be flushed, and Han Bo and two people made fun of it. Yang Tian screamed reluctantly: "In front of Lin Yi’s brother, I was still the eleven-year-old kid!"

"" Lin Yi is speechless, sighs, time is like running water, blinking. For a blink of an eye, it’s been eight years. Throughout this world, it has been eight years in the world. He has also been deeply intertwined with the world, and the memories of past lives have gradually faded away and become more and more blurred.

Perhaps in the near future, the memory of past lives will be completely forgotten by him, and only the memory of this life will be remembered.

These people, these things, and this big river and lake.

However, these sighs are flashing. He was righteous and said with a blank face: "Xiao Yu, how is Shenyingshan so easily broken? And what happened in the past three years, give me one." (To be continued...)

Ps: I said more four chapters. I didn't expect to have three more chapters. After the three chapters are finished, it is not too tired, and it is very late. There is really no way to get it out of that chapter. Let's go tomorrow. I am really sorry for everyone, and I have lost my words. Hey, it’s so helpless.

Be sure to get up early tomorrow and write out four chapters! !

I believe that I must do it!

I can do it!