"See the head!"

This voice spreads throughout Huashan, at the foot of Mount Huashan, countless Huashan disciples, everyone pulls the sword out of the sheath, looking toward the direction of Huashan Mountain, brushing the sword.

At the top of Mount Huashan, Lin Yi stepped on the red carpet and swept through everyone's eyes. He walked slowly step by step, and there was a large piece of knees on his knees.

The true disciple was paralyzed, the elders were paralyzed, and the thirteen elders were paralyzed. Finally, Lin Yi’s eyes looked at the four heads.

At the same time, the four heads of the bridge also said: "Congratulations to Lin Zhangmen to succeed in the position of Huashan, to step into the top, double happiness!"

Lin Yi nodded slightly, without saying a word, with a wave of his hands, and walked toward the hall of Huashan. The forefoot had just stepped into the hall of Huashan, and suddenly there was a bang in the foot of Huashan Mountain, and then the sound of a thunder like a thunder sounded.

Lin Yi’s footsteps were a stagnation, stagnation in the air, and looked at the thirteen elders with no expression.

"Head, the magical army launched an attack!" Qin elder stood up, an ugly face, a sword with both hands, shouted, his worry, really happened.

At the time of the ceremony, the demon really launched an attack and came to trouble.

Lin Yi's face was slightly cold, and between the two eyes, revealing the killing of Sen Ran, sneer: "Dare to break my Lin, a good thing, don't blame Lin for killing!"

Senran’s self-speaking made everyone change their faces. Still not everyone reacted, Lin Yi shouted: "Swords come!"

The sword boy holding the sword behind him loosened the sword. Lin Yi took a look, pulled out the sword and squirted, and shouted in the sky.

"Hey!"

A deafening bird's voice, a golden bird, fanning the squally wind, flew from the back of Mount Huashan, and stopped in the air.

Lin Yi's toes are slightly more. Like the arrow of the string, flew up. Yes, it is flying up. Instead of lightly jumping up.

The elder disciples of Huashan did not see it, but the four heads saw it. Each of them looked at each other and showed a faint color in their eyes.

flight!

The dream of mankind, the martial arts person, the realm of dreams. However, those who do not practice their physical abilities to the extreme can not achieve this step.

Those who can practice light work to the point of flight, the entire rivers and lakes can not find the number of five fingers. The top master can be easily found, but if it is a person who can lightly move to the point of flight. Very rare, far more difficult than entering the top ten in the top of the world!

It can be said that Lin Yi’s light work at this moment can already be called the first person in the rivers and lakes!

Shocked by the four majors!

Lin Yi’s strength seems to be far beyond their imagination!

"You wait a moment, Lin will come later, Lin will succeed the head of the ceremony, can you not let the cultists see the blood?"

In the midair, Lin Yi’s heroic laughter came. Then I saw the golden bird and the two wings fluttering, and went down to Mount Huashan, like a golden rainbow. Lie away.

Everyone was in a daze, standing on the edge of the cliff of Huashan and looking down the hill. When the mountains in the mountains could not see the elders of the disciples, they rushed down to the mountains to watch.

In the twinkling of an eye, the top of Mount Huashan is gone. There are only four heads and a few people standing on the edge of the cliff, watching the ostrich flight and flying to the magical army.

Standing on the back of Xiao Jin, Lin Yi. Although full of murder. However, he was not angry because the devil had disturbed him and held the head to succeed the throne.

Instead, but not angry. Also secretly happy, the cooperation of the magical army.

What is the purpose of holding the main hall? The more grand it is. Just to shock others. This other person is not just a demon. There is nothing good about the Demonist, killing the experience directly.

The most important purpose is to shock the four heads and shock the four factions!

Nowadays, the magical army is secretly cooperating, giving Lin Yi a strength to show his muscles. Lin Yi’s heart is quite grateful to this group of cultists. Without the cooperation of the cultists, how can he be shocked by the four heads and shocking the other four factions?

In order to express his gratitude to the demon, Lin Yi decided that it is necessary to kill these demon army and kill him with a **** river!

It seems that Lin Yi’s mind is felt. Xiao Jin’s excitement and long sounds, a pair of golden cymbals, flashed the bloodthirsty killings of the monks, staring at the ground, the name of a cult who is like the size of an ant, excited.

"Hey!"

A scream, Xiaojin is like a golden lightning, from the top of Huashan, whistling down. In the twinkling of an eye, from the heights of Mount Huashan, swoop down. The wings are open, like two great golden blades, slamming into the army of the demon.

"monster"

Just excited and screaming, full of killing, screaming the screaming army of the sorcerer, suddenly saw a golden **** bird, with a knife-like wind, whistling. Zhang opened his mouth and screamed in horror. The words have not been finished.

The golden gods, whizzing past them, turned into a flat flight. In the twinkling of an eye, it has already leapt to the land of kilometers.

The road of five or six feet wide, a **** road, the body of the corpse. In the twinkling of an instant, the width of five or six feet, up to a kilometer, there are hundreds of demons, and they are split into two halves.

When the golden gods rushed away, they all stared at their chests, their chests blasted open, and a smooth incision made them cut in half.

Hey!

Countless blood is sprayed like a fountain. It is full of kilometers and kilometers of fountains. It is full of bright red and fascinating blood. In the sun, red is dazzling.

噗通噗通!

Hundreds of people, all falling down, one and two halves, all fell in a pool of blood.

All of this happened in a very short period of time. In the eyes of other cults, I saw the shackles of Mount Huashan, shooting a golden light, and where the golden light passed, everyone was split in half.

The land of up to a thousand meters paved into a road of blood and sea.

"Weird monster!"

For a time, all the cults were screaming and screaming, and everyone’s face was extremely scared, and Zhang’s mouth was like a scream.

In the screaming, I saw only a sky above the sky, another golden rainbow light swooped down and spurred.

"Flee!"

The person who discovered it, screamed and wanted to turn around. However, they have not finished talking, and the golden rainbow has flashed through them.

Where it passed. Everyone is split in two, and the blood is like a fountain. Sprayed into the sky, a flower of blood, blooming in the air.

Extremely spectacular and extremely glamorous!

Huashan disciples, looking at all the excitement and shouting, excited and inexplicable. Everyone shouted and cheered:

"Head!"

"Head!"

"Head!"

""

The sound is endless, and the whole Huashan is sensational. A piece of boiling.

However, the army of the cult is a stunned color, and it is crazy to dodge. Crazy like crazy: "Monster, monster"

Demon camp.

"The Dragon King is not good. Huashan is in charge of the swordsman, and he personally shot. In the twinkling of an eye, I will swear by the Holy Spirit! The army is defeated!" One person looked flustered and hurried to the side of the Purple Dragon King. Shouted.

"what?"

The purple dragon king Huo Ran got up and grabbed the collar of the man, his face was cold. Some incredible questions asked: "What do you say? The swordsman is personally shot? Isn't he holding his head? How can he have time to go to the battlefield himself?"

"Dragon King, the swordsman has not yet shot, the shot is his head bird mount. The **** bird is just a monster, swooping down, in the twinkling of an eye, our holy disciples will be killed by hundreds. After diving down, we were killed by thousands of disciples. The swordsman was sitting on his bird's mount, and there was no shot. Let's be a disciple. There is no chance to escape!" The man cried. .

The face of the purple shirt dragon changed, and ran out of the big account. Come outside. Among the high altitudes, the sound of the birds screamed. A golden giant bird, after rushing to the sky, once swooped down, like a golden rainbow, rushed to the holy army.

A straight line, immediately turned into a blood red avenue, within the avenue, the sacred disciples can not even scream, and they are smashed in one fell swoop.

In front of the gods, no matter whether it is a second-rate master or a top-ranking master, there is no difference between a master who does not enter the stream. All are ants, and in a flash, they can be easily killed by the gods!

Seeing the purple shirt dragon face sinking, his eyes spurt. The **** bird rushed to the sky again, but did not continue to dive, but stayed in the air. In the air, the figure of Huashan’s head costume was in the air, and it was cold and cold to look at him from a distance of several dozen miles.

The face of the Purple Dragon King changed. He seemed to feel the coldness of the eyes, and the sneer that hangs slightly on the corner of the mouth.

Before he could react, the **** bird swooped down again, and picked up a bloody, rainy, countless religious disciple, and was crushed to death.

"Retreat, quick retreat!" Zizi Longwang saw his eyes cracked, his face changed dramatically, and he yelled: "Through my command, I will retreat three hundred miles from Huashan!"

The order of the Zizi Dragon King was released, and the 200,000 cults of the cult were like rabbits. They turned around and ran away, and they broke into the army.

"Humph!"

The purple dragon king took a handful of stone on the side of the stone, and looked like a shameful color: "A good swordsman, I took my holy army and used it as a chess piece for him!"

The heart was furious, but he suddenly felt a pain in his heart. The painful tooth screamed, his hand rubbed his chest, and the roar of the killing screamed: "Hey, kill the sword sage. When the king raises the wound, the king will kill you." The corpse, destroy you Huashan!"

The roaring away, with the magic camp camp, to the front of the Huashan line three hundred miles away. Behind the Purple Dragon King is the top four masters of the blood knife and the old ghost. The four of them are all unremarkable.

The roaring cried: "If it wasn't for me to be bombarded by Ouyang Ming, would you let the singer of the swordsman be arrogant?"

"Take a good injury, wait for a good injury, restore the peak state, the king took you, cramp his bones, and destroy him Huashan!" Purple Dragon King snorted, hands clasped, screaming.

"Well, when I wait for the injury, I will crush him and kill him, and kill him." (To be continued)