As soon as the Bale-ringed Han Sword flew up, Lin Yun's body suddenly stopped in place, holding her breath, and her pores all over her body contracted.

She didn't dare to move, and her eyes regained their minds, but that mind was called fear.

It was like walking alone in the dense forest at night, but was stared at by a leopard dormant in the dark.

The green eyes and the scarlet tongue appear faintly. You dare not move, because life and death will be in that moment.

Lin Yun's body began to tremble, her eyes staring at a sword that suddenly flew up from somewhere, and then looked at the sword.

In an instant, Zhang Jue felt that the world was filled with murderous intent that made him feel pressured. This murderous intent was comparable to the moment when he drew his sword.

Unrivaled and irresistible.

Zhang Jue looked up and looked at the eight-edged Han sword floating in the air.

I can't tell anything, I just think this sword is very strange.

The Han sword is six-sided, and it is called the six-sided Han sword. However, this sword is eight-sided.

The left and right blades are covered with cold light, with a bronze color on the face, and the sword body is covered with Sanskrit.

It is worth mentioning that the hilt of the sword is very short but quite thick. This shape is actually not suitable for a sword.

The sword must be held in the hand, and the position of the hilt is very important. It must be put together, it must fit perfectly with the palm, it must be prevented from friction, and it must be able to pinch it firmly.

But Zhang Jue felt that he didn't pinch this sword very hard. If he couldn't pinch it firmly, he would feel insecure because you might lose your hand.

While looking at the sword, Lin Yun's cry suddenly came from Zhang Jue's mind: "Brother Jue, save me. It wants to kill me."

Zhang Jue's heart tightened and shouted: "Come here!"

While speaking, he wiped his hand on his shoulder. "Shou" the gentleman's sword was unsheathed.

Lin Yun heard this and floated back quickly, her eyes always staring at the sword. She didn't dare to turn around at all. She was afraid that she would turn around and then she would know nothing. The sword would kill her in one move, and she had a premonition.

Fortunately, the sword was always wandering in the air and did not chase Lin Yun. Zhang Jue felt a faint arrogance in the murderous intent. It seemed that it disdained to chase Lin Yun.

What kind of sword is this?

A thought appeared in Zhang Jue's heart, which shocked him. There was a sword soul in this sword.

In addition to the gentleman sword of the ancestor Taoist, what other sword can make oneself stressed?

‘Swoosh swish swish’

The sound of breaking through the air came quickly. The sword turned faster and faster, and it turned out like a propeller.

At this time, not only Zhang Jue and Lin Yun felt Haoran’s murderous intent, but everyone present felt it, and everyone was locked in by the overwhelming murderous intent.

Xu Maohai couldn't bear it. If Lao Niu hadn't used the secret method to protect his heart, he would have exploded and died under this murderous intent.

Lin Yun hid behind Zhang Jue, her green face and fangs were restrained, and she showed her beautiful face. Her eyes flashed, and her pretty face was filled with a sense of "Pity".

It has nothing to do with the murderous devil just now, it is like a little woman hiding behind her husband.

Zhang Jue held the sword in his right hand and protected Lin Yun with his left hand. His eyes were staring at the sword.

Lin Yun looked at Zhang Jue's back, and a touch of tenderness flashed in her eyes. The back seemed like a mountain. Her heart was about to melt.

The people around the Han sword were sad. As soon as the murderous devil left, another peerless sword appeared and hovered above his head. What's so bad is that the murderous intent of this sword actually locked himself.

'sieve--'

The sound of breaking through the air came, and the sword in the air suddenly disappeared.

‘Puff puff puff puff puff’

A series of sounds of knife-walking into the flesh sounded.

Within thousands of square meters nearby, hundreds of people died unconsciously on the spot. Everyone had a blood hole in their chest.

Then, the sword began to stop in the air in another place and circled. The hundreds of people began to grow old, their skin withered, and their blood was drained from their bodies.

‘Buzz ~’

A buzzing sound came, and the sword stopped rotating and stopped in the air. The sword body trembled for a moment, and the whole body suddenly turned red.

It turns red like an iron rod placed in a charcoal fire, it turns red.

It was very hot. As soon as the snow fell in the sky approached the sword, it melted into water, fell on the sword, and made another sound; a wisp of blue smoke came out.

Even though Zhang Jue has seen all kinds of weirdness, he has never seen such a scene. What kind of sword is this? Why did it burn itself red after killing so many people?

"Ah, it melts!"

There was a scream from somewhere, and everyone looked at it carefully.

But the eight-edged Han sword that was parked in the air was getting higher and higher and redder, and then the iron began to flow down drop by drop. It solidified on the snow.

The front end of the sword began to soften and droop. Then the melting speed became faster and faster, and the red molten iron fell down like raindrops.

Zhang Jue was so frightened that he was in a breath of air conditioner. What was going on?

Could it be that the blood of hundreds of people is fuel and it burns itself? This sword is so funny that it kills one thousand enemies and damages itself by eight hundred.

Could it be the sword used by the Buddha? It is true that it reveals a trace of kindness, regardless of its form or intention.

‘Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

The iron water kept falling down, and the sound of water and fire melting was endless.

After a while, Zhang Jue's eyes moved and he saw a very sharp black tip suddenly appearing from the red sword body.

Could this be...

Zhang Jue's heart moved, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up the pace.

‘Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

After revealing the black tip, the sword body melted faster, the temperature became higher and higher, and the redder.

A minute later, the redness was gone. A large pool of iron on the ground, and a black blade that was a little longer than a dagger appeared in the air.

The sharp blade looks weird, not like a dagger, but it also looks like a dagger. The blade has a diamond-shaped tip and a sword hilt that looks like a gripper at the end.

Zhang Jue's blood flow suddenly became faster, his face turned red, and he was excited and nervous.

Is this the gun tip?

After touching the Overlord Gun in the Universe in his sleeve, his legs were so excited that they began to sift.

He turned around and said with a serious expression: "Don't leave my area around me, hold on to me."

Lin Yun nodded, hugged Zhang Jue's neck suddenly, and hung her whole person on her back. She knew that if this sharp blade wanted to kill her, she could do it with one move, and she could not hide or stop it. Only by sticking to Zhang Jue could he protect himself. Once he left him a little, he would have a chance to kill him on the spot.

Fly away? Obviously, it will fly too. But Zhang Jue won't.

'sieve--'

Another sound of breaking through the air sounded.

‘Puff puff puff’

On the spot, hundreds of people were killed and hundreds of people were killed. In the blink of an eye, when a blood hole appeared in the heads of hundreds of people, it stopped at the position just now.

‘Ann~’

A sound that seemed to break free from the bondage sounded, and the sharp blade trembled in the air.

Watching the blood slide down from the sharp blade, Zhang Jue's pupils shrank, and after seeing the sharp blade's face being streaked by blood, two words suddenly appeared - Overlord!

Is this the Overlord Gun?

Yes, this is the Overlord Gun! Isn’t the shape of this sharp blade the tip of the gun?

Then what is the overlord gun that Li Xun used? If you guess correctly, Li Xun should be the gun rod of the overlord gun, and now this one is the gun head. Like the gentleman sword, they are separated. Fortunately, his gentleman sword has already merged. However, this overlord gun is in his own hands.

Zhang Jue took a few deep breaths, feeling the murderous intent locking himself, and the Gentleman Sword again. He also felt the Gentleman Sword begin to shake restlessly.

Not only did it shake, the gentleman's sword also emitted a proud sword roar.

The sharp blade was also chanting.

Two peerless weapons, at this moment, did not give in to each other.

Let’s fight!

Zhang Jue took a deep breath, suddenly stepped across the sword, pointed directly at the black spear head in the air, and shouted: "Come on." (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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