Ten Gods

Lin Tian looked down, his brow suddenly condensed, this middle-aged man, he remembered where he seemed to have seen.

Frowning and thinking, suddenly, his eyes flashed a glimmer of light.

"It's you."

He sighed.

At the beginning of the imperial city street, Lengfeng assassinated him with a cold-powered strongman. At that time, he saved a middle-aged drunkard in the arrow rain, which is this person.

The middle-aged drunkard was alcoholic and stared at Lin Tian laughing: "Little brother, there is no wine."

"No, no, no."

Lin Tiandao said a sentence.

Said, he turned his head and looked back at the opposite Han He.

"Don't!" The middle-aged drunkard posted it, and it was very familiar with Lin Tian's neck: "You invited me to drink, I will help you fight, how is it, fair?"

"No need."

Lin Tiandao.

A middle-aged drunkard slammed a large sip of wine and raised his thumb: "I have personality, I like it!"

Said, the middle-aged drunkard retired from his own self, actually sat down on the street.

"Tasting wine, watching life, life is fast."

The middle-aged drunkard is drunk.

Many onlookers stared at the middle-aged drunkards and shook their heads.

"This guy is also drinking enough, his eyesight is gone, and he dares to stick to the battlefield at this time."

"I am not afraid of death."

"So, the amount of wine, just the right amount, drink too much, maybe die, I don't know how to die."

Someone is jealous.

Han He three glanced at the middle-aged drunkard and regained his gaze on Lin Tian.

"Lin Tian, ​​stop working, now I still have time to stay, we will plead for you."

Han He said.

Liu Lan is also staring at Lin Tian, ​​neither of them want Lin Tian to die here.

Lin Tian's face is expressionless, and the sword of the spirit is entwined with the light of thunder, pointing straight ahead.

"Don't kill him, he is a man."

He chilled.

Zhu Wudao felt Lin Tian’s killing, and his face suddenly sank.

The white old man snorted and said: "Han He, what is the thief's waste! Take it!"

Said, the white old man rushed directly to the past.

"Hey!"

The arm swung out, and suddenly there was a dense palm print in the air, one overlapping.

Lin Tian raised his hand, and the sword of the spirit was shocked.

The two fight together again, and the palm and the sword continue to collide.

I have to say that the strong people in the sea are unusual. The white old man collided with the heart-swords with his arms and arms. The palms are not hurting at all, as if they were made by King Kong. It is shocking.

Lin Tian backhanded the sword and spun it out.

With a bang, one side of the spiral fire sword formed, Lin Tian sideways, slanting to the white old man.

This blow has made many people move.

"This is... a dead end!"

"A good attack technique!"

"This……"

Many military people are shocked.

This sword seems simple, but it is hard to avoid. Many people think that they will be stabbed in their own way.

In the distance, Han He and Liu Lu looked at this sword, but it was also amazing.

The white old man was slightly surprised and seemed to be shocked by this sword, but the next moment, the old man was cold, his body twisted, and made a very strange movement, which avoided the sword.

"broken!"

The white old man raised his hand and printed a palm to Lin Tian.

Lin Tian pulled back and retired, and the sword was on his chest, blocking the white man.

With a bang, he stepped back a dozen steps and his arm was slightly numb. Re-staring at the white old man, the cold mans in his eyes are a little more powerful, and the power of Lei Yan on the sword is becoming stronger.

"The insects are small, thinking that they can deal with the strong seas?"

The old man is cold, and the sword that he just made is really terrible. It is difficult to avoid. Under the sea, it is estimated that everyone will die. However, those who know the sea are different, and those who know the sea have a sense of power. These forces can capture some attack trajectories, so they can avoid them more effectively.

Said, the white old man once again forced to Lin Tian.

Lin Tian is expressionless, and the sword is pointing straight ahead.

The white old man snorted and was very dissatisfied with Lin Tian’s attitude. He shot out in a footstep, and his palms waved again and again, and he hit the sky with the palm of his hand. It seemed that the air had to be shattered and blocked. Ten parties.

Lin Tian stepped up and greeted the sword, sweeping out the sword.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

The white old man's arm is very strong, and the forging of his hands is like steel, and the sword is hard to hurt. At this time, the white old man's palm and Lin Tian's hands in the hands of the sword collided together, straight out of the sturdy metal crisp.

"The empty palm!"

Suddenly, the white old man snorted.

Looking at this palm, many people are moving, because this palm is very similar to the sword that Lin Tianfang has only pulled out. It is also attacked by a dead angle and it is difficult to avoid it.

"Oops!"

Someone shook his head.

Staring at the palm of the white old man, Lin Tian naturally felt a great threat, but his expression was always calm. At this moment, the spirit of the heavens is running wildly, and the tyrannical soul force is all around, so that his sense of the surrounding things instantly climbs to a critical point.

Looking at the white man's palm again, the moment is very clear. At the juncture of this millennium, Lin Tian did not evade, his left hand raised, and swung from the side, actually grasped the wrist of the palm of the palm of the white old man, like a pliers Get stuck.

"you!"

The white old man was suddenly shocked, and his own palm was actually blocked!

At this moment, the spirit sword in Lin Tian’s right hand shook, and the harsh sword screamed, falling from the top down.

"Damn!"

The white old man's face changed greatly.

At the same time, Zhu Wudao shouted: "Han elders, Liu Elders, still do not help!"

Han He and Liu Lu helpless, Qi Qi rushed out, slashed with one knife and one sword.

Lin Tian’s sword eyes will fall on the white old man, but at this moment, Han He and Liu Lu’s swords and swords rushed, but his sword had to change direction. He changed the long sword into a pumping, welcoming Han He and Liu Lu's knife and sword, while at the back of the body, one foot squatted in the belly of the white old man.

With a bang, the white old man flew straight out.

At the same time, Lin Tian was also rushed back and sneaked out a few feet away.

Looking at Han He and Liu Lu, Lin Tian’s eyes became more indifferent.

"Sorry."

Han He shook his head.

Liu Lu is also sighing, with a long knife in his hand and a little bit of knife.

At this time, some of the onlookers around were stunned, and it was amazing for Lin Tianfang to crack the white man's lore.

"This... how did he avoid it? He has no knowledge!"

“Is it a natural sensation?”

"How is it possible that the natural sense of sensation can be comparable to that of God? After that, I will get into the sea and get it!"

Many people are worried.

Not far away, on the side of the road, the middle-aged drunkard stared at Lin Tian, ​​and his eyes were flashing.

"It’s really a little enchanting."

Speaking to himself, the middle-aged drunkard began to smash the spirits.

The old man stood up from a distance, his face looked a bit ugly, and he was a piece of iron: "The beast!" He was a strong man of the sea, and he was once thrown once by a monk of the gods. It was a bit shameful.

"Three elders, please also join together and suppress this rebel party!"

Zhu Wudao shouted.

This sentence, the white old man does not need it, because he has already rushed out the first time.

Han He and Liu Li sighed, and also greeted Lin Tian.

Lin Tian looked up and stared at Zhu Wudao. His eyes were full of indifference.

"Hey!"

He rushed to the three people like a light, and immediately raised his left hand and banged it out.

In a sudden time, a smashing fist light burst from his fist, to the extreme, and forced the three to go.

"Silent fist?"

Han He was shocked.

The white old man was cold and squatted, and his arm was greeted with a palm.

Just listening to the bang, suddenly, the silence of Lin Tian swept out was broken by a palm. After all, the white old man is a true sea power, although the silence is terrible, but it is not enough to threaten the sea strong.

However, the next moment, the white old man rushed to Lin Tian, ​​but his face changed.

"People!"

The white old man was shocked.

At the same time, other onlookers are also discolored, and Lin Tian’s figure disappears completely at this moment.

Han He and Liu Lu stared at the front, and suddenly thought of Lin Tian’s other body, his face changed. The two men showed their abilities almost at the same time, and then they retired and rushed toward Zhu Wudao.

"Hey!"

Han He shot, a sword smashed toward Zhu Wudao.

This action makes everyone discolored.

"This……"

"What?"

"how……"

Watching Han He actually sway the sword toward the new king Zhu Wudao, all the onlookers were shocked.

Zhu Wudao also changed his face and said: "Han elder, what do you do!"

Said, Zhu Wudao is going to avoid it.

At this time, the old man shouted: "His Royal Highness, don't move! The thief leaned against you in the past!"

Said, the white old man stepped toward Zhu Wudao.

When Zhu Wudao suddenly remembered the Beast Magic Ridge, Lin Tian seemed to be able to hide his body for a short time, and suddenly it was clear.

With a bang, Han He’s sword went out, and Zhu’s chest was crossed, squatting in the air, and a crackling sound. Subsequently, almost at the same time, Lin Tian's figure appeared in front of Zhu Wudao, and the spirit sword was lying across the chest, just blocking Han He's swordsman.

"Death!"

The white old man rushed over, and the palm of his hand pressed down, and the violent exertion swayed the ten parties.

This palm, the white old man used all the power.

Lin Tian attracted the attention of the three people with the silence of the fist, and then approached Zhu Wudao with the gust pattern. Originally, he wanted to secretly smash Zhu Wudao, but he did not want to underestimate the literacy of the strong sea, but in an instant His traces are now available. At this moment, he blocked the Hanhe's sword with a hearty sword, and was unable to counterattack the strong master of the white old man. Even, it was difficult to avoid even the avoidance.

"Lin Tian!"

Ji Yuanshan’s face changed dramatically.

Han He’s hand holding the sword was suddenly tightened, his face was a little bit struggling, and his eyes were more remorseful.

The crowd stared at the scene and their faces became completely blank.

"It's over."

Someone muttered.

In all fairness, almost 90% of the people in this place are very admired by Lin Tian. They don't want Lin Tian to die here. But now, in this scene, who can stop it?

At this time, a big laugh rang.

"Good! A little enchanting!"

In the distance, the middle-aged drunkard stood up.

The crowd looked in that direction and suddenly felt a flower in front of them. The figure of the middle-aged drunkard disappeared silently. Then, the next moment, a scream rang, and the white old man who killed Lin Tian vomited blood, and the middle-aged drunkard stood in front of Lin Tian, ​​who was pouring the spirits.