Lin Bin shouted: "Feiyan, go to the ship and kill everyone on the ship. Leave this national teacher to me!"

"Feiyan understands!"

Yan Fei nodded, her figure floated like smoke, and ran towards the broken warship in the distance.

Their mission is not to kill the national master, but to kill the national master's lineage...

This means that it is not only the national master who needs to die, but all those who practice the national master's martial arts.

Fortunately, Yan Fei is not the kind of saintly madame who can’t stand it.

Especially in the secret realm, in order to complete tasks, many times, they really have to do things against their will.

She had no hesitation at all...

Lin Bin roared lowly and raised his left hand to Xia Dou.

The seven-level ring of Serathon covered directly behind Xia Dou.

Bang~~~!

Accompanied by a loud bang, the seventh-level ring of the Sparrow Cover was already shattered under this attack, and the second petal emerged with the flow, resisting the remaining momentum of the attack.

Xia Dou shouted in surprise: "Boss..."

"Hide behind me."

Lin Bin waved his hand and the seven swords were unsheathed at the same time.

"Oh? Is it still a fellow?!"

The national teacher sneered: "It's even more damn! Ha..."

He growled.

The talisman paper failed to hit, and it immediately dispersed, turning into countless arrows, attacking Lin Bin and leaving.

Mix ~~~!!!

The seven swords circling in the air, not airtight.

He blocked all the talisman papers, but the national master's attack also made Lin Bin's Tiangang Beidou Formation, which was about to be formed, fail to form directly.

Lin Bin exclaimed in surprise, obviously he didn't expect that the national teacher was so strong...

"Come again!"

Finally, I met a strong enemy.

Lin Bin's heart was also very hot. He reached out and bit his fingers, applied blood to his palm, and shouted: "The world is in the limit, the universe is borrowed from the universe!"

The blood-red palm thunder blasted straight towards the black talisman cloud in front of him!

There was a loud bang.

Fu Yun was immediately blasted out of a huge gap.

The Eight Swords of Yue Tortoise were like meteors, taking advantage of the gap and attacking the national master!

"Come on me!"

The national master shouted violently, and a huge bronze banner floated behind him, making a lot of inspiration, accompanied by the crisp sound of the spirit bell.

A golden barrier formed in front of him.

Class B weapons passed one after another, causing ripples.

"Not bad!"

Lin Bin had the intention of trying to move in his mind.

Changxiao said, "The dragon roars in the nine heavens, and the swords are transformed into thousands."

The seven divine weapons suddenly divided into countless sword lights, and wherever they passed, there were sword shadows.

"What's this trick?"

The national teacher was shocked to see.

Although the method of controlling swords is magical, he can't even...

But for him, it was not a magical method.

But this differentiated sword light.

He looked at Lin Bin and suddenly felt a little covetous. He smiled and said, "You are... a real practitioner of Taoism?! Hahahaha... I really searched everywhere without any effort.

The true Xuanmen’s authentic martial arts have been looking forward to for a long time!”

Obviously, he also knew that what he had practiced was a wrong way. Although he could prolong life and increase success, he could not achieve the true result.

I have been searching hard for many years, but I still have no way to make progress.

But now I see Lin Bin.

He laughed, "Since you're here, stay."

The giant banner behind him showed its true form, and it turned out to be a ghost banner composed entirely of skeletons. The spiritual light on it turned into a dark blue ghostly aura, turning into a series of spiritual claws, and grabbed Lin Bin.

Lin Bin didn't move, but just reached out to hold Xia Dou's waist and clamped her under her arm.

But the figure disappeared without a trace in an instant and appeared several meters away.

Even the world is covered in gray.

The giant banner that was rotating continuously seemed to be blocked by something, and its rotation momentum suddenly became stagnant.

He no longer holds back.

Still harnessing the seven swords.

But he held the golden Xuanyuan Divine Sword in his palm and shouted: "Check my sword!"

The figures flashed one after another, without any trace at all. They hugged Xia Dou in one hand and slashed straight towards the national master with the other hand.

"Hahahaha, what a magic weapon, mine, all mine are mine!"

The national teacher's eyes were even more coveted.

The palms changed one after another, the giant banner rotated endlessly, and the dark blue spiritual light spread around, forming a field of hundreds of meters, directly covering Lin Bin.

But the faint blue light could not invade Lin Bin.

Sensing the invasion of ghostly aura, Xuanyuan Sword suddenly shone brightly...

At this time, Lin Bin had already been pressed to the national teacher.

Slashed down with merciless sword.

The national master roared, and the ghost banner behind him swung in front of him to resist, but was directly cut into two pieces by a sword.

"What?!"

The national master was stunned. He didn't expect that the ghost banner he had created after refining thousands of creatures was hard to withstand the power of this sword!

Seeing the next sword continue to attack.

His face changed drastically, and he hurriedly rushed back.

But Lin Bin started out as a martial arts master, but now he is forced to get the upper hand.

The Xuanyuan Sword was swept freely, and the seven swords were shuttled in front of him, as if they were driving the seven swords with one sword. Although it was not the Tiangang Beidou Formation, it was like eight people joining forces to attack one person together.

The sword light is dazzling and moving, and the sword shadows are endless. At close range, Xia Dou is dazzling and obsessed with her face.

He murmured: "Is the boss so awesome?"

"Bastard, bastard!"

How rampant and proud the national teacher was before, how embarrassed he was at this time.

He never expected that the young man in front of him seemed to be in his early twenties, and his cultivation was so profound, and his practice contained endless vitality. It was his nemesis of the ghost banner.

Now the Deyi magic weapon has been destroyed.

It was too late to set up a battle to fight him to death.

After a few moves, even the hairpin was cut off by a sword.

He shouted angrily: "Come here, come quickly to get my array map!"

No one answered.

In a hurry, he looked back and saw that there was a man standing on the bow of the ship at some point.

Her long hair was floating and her face was beautiful like a banished immortal descending to the earth, but her white face was stained with some blood at this time, which seemed to add a bit of charming and charming temperament to her.

And at her feet...

Groups of corpses appeared.

They are all his capable disciples and slaves!

The enemy is prepared!
To be continued...