Moreover, even if it was Yang Lin's 15th and 10th, everything was confessed.

This woman's cultivation also takes time! !

She won't be able to learn and use now, so she can control the flying sword on the spot! ?

If this is the case, then their Feijianmen Sword Art, isn't it a **** who can be used by everyone and can become a sword for every minute! ?

When Gui Yi's heart was tangled, the dense flying swords had once again flew in front of Ling Luoyu.

Flying swords into a net, three hundred and sixty degrees sealed the enemy's route.

No matter how the opponent moves, it will inevitably be injured! !

This is the power of their Feijianmen!

"Until Yu Jian Jian Jue!? You are not the same useless?!"

There was a smug sneer on Guiyi's face, his eyes staring at Ling Luoyu to death, waiting for her to be pierced by thousands of arrows.

"call!"

Under the ten thousand swords, the Primordial Chaos Spirit shot suddenly on the flying sword in front.

"Om!"

Suddenly, there was a sword sound from the sword body.

"puff!"

A man in grey clothes beside Guiyi suddenly spouted a mouthful of blood, looking at the sword with an incredible expression.

"My sword..."

The power he added to the sword was as if he had received a 100,000 critical strike, and the beaten disappeared.

Without power, he also lost the ability to control that sword.

The power of the Primal Chaos Spirit was released on the sword, bursting out radioactively.

"boom!"

Its arrogance, instantly killed the flying sword on one side, almost crushing, wiped out the spiritual energy on it, and replaced it with the Chaos Primal Spirit.

"puff!"

Another man in gray vomited blood in his mouth.

"My sword..."

He was also there with a look of horror, looking at his sword incredulously.

His sword was also changed hands.

Chaos Yuanling is like a virus, spreading rapidly.

Wherever he went, the aura on the flying sword was wiped out without exception.

As for the master of Feijian, all of them vomited blood because of the sudden loss of strength.

"how come"

After three or five people vomiting blood in a row, Guiyi noticed something was wrong and couldn't believe it.

"You...what did you do!?"

With the deepening of the Primal Chaos, the flying sword net in front of Ling Luoyu slowly transformed into her body shield.

"Puff puff"

Gui Yi's subordinates were still vomiting blood, and Ling Luoyu's evil smile, like a knife, pierced Gui Yi's eyes.

"You...you deprived us of the... Feijian? Impossible?!"

Although seeing is believing, Keguiyi still can't believe it!

She also didn't want to believe it! !

"Impossible!! You have never practiced our Feijianmen's Yujian Sword Art, how can you control Feijian?"

Even people with extraordinary talents and talents, after obtaining their flying sword tactics, can at best control a flying sword!

But what about Ling Luoyu? !

At the same time, she deprived the flying sword of the breath and forcibly changed ownership, and the number of flying swords was still increasing! !

A single person, controlling so many flying swords, even she can't do it! !

And how did Ling Luoyu, a layman who had never been in contact with Feijian, do it! ?

"impossible"

Guiyi whispered, looking at the flying sword net in the sky incredible.

"Impossible... How could you... Even if Yang Lin told you the secret of the sword, you wouldn't be able to control so many at the same time..."

Yang Lin couldn't do it himself! !