Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 777
The competition had to continue, the Ruan family withdrew, and there were 600 people left, who continued to divide into groups.

This time, four areas were divided, and the rules were the same as before. Area No. [-] fought against Area No. [-], and Area No. [-] fought against Area No. [-].

Lynch was assigned to the No. 18 area, got No.[-], and will be on stage soon.

The killing intent was not restrained, and many people dared not look into Lynch's eyes, as if they would be beheaded by Lynch just by looking at them.

The sky was completely bright, Lynch took the stage, and his opponent was a disciple of the Eagle Valley. Before he could speak, a golden sword light appeared.

"laugh!"

The head flew up, Lynch didn't need to talk nonsense, he had already stated his position just now, he stayed for only one purpose, to kill, to keep killing.

With no Ruan family disciples left, Lynch didn't need to shy away from anyone, as long as he was an opponent, they would all die.

The decisive move, killing people with one sword, sent chills down the spine of countless people. Lynch is crazy, completely crazy.

Shenying Valley is angry, and keeps increasing the rewards, seeking wealth and insurance, the combined rewards of the four families are enough to tempt the Valkyrie, and people will die for money, there will always be people who rush forward regardless of everything.

At noon, this round ended, and there were still 800 people left. They continued to be divided into four regions, each with only 200 people.

The strange thing is that Lynch is still No. 18 area, still No. [-], which is extremely weird.

Lynch doesn't care how much he is. What he cares about is killing people. Only by killing people can he relieve his inner anger.

Three hundred living beings, each of them is very young, they are very polite when they see him these few days, even many of them have been called seniors, and they are lying on the cold ground at this moment.

Only hot blood can calm Lynch down.

The NO.18 opponent appeared, very strong and very popular, Fen Yuegu Ding Chong, who has the qualifications to hit the top [-].

Being able to enter the top [-] is definitely considered a genius in the seventh heaven. Standing out from tens of thousands of people, there is no ordinary person.

Perhaps it was stimulated by Lynch, the other games were carried out very quickly, and it was estimated that the game would be over in less than five days.

"Lynch, today is yours..."

Before Ding Chong could speak, a blast of icy sword energy tore apart the space and sliced ​​open his head.

Ding Chong, who was able to break into the top [-], was not an enemy of Lynch's one move. He was easily killed, and the morale of the Ruan family was slowly recovering.

Thousands of disciples in the stands were also cheering for Lynch.

No need to speak, after killing Ding Chong and returning to their own area, it is estimated that by the afternoon, the 800 people will shrink by half again.

Killing two people in a row made many people terrified. No one could understand the seemingly ordinary sword.

An ordinary sword, but a murderous sword.

Just as Lynch guessed, by the afternoon, the 800 people had shrunk by half. Apart from these four super strengths, there were not many disciples from some third-rate sects left.

The 400 people are in the form of a lottery, and there is no need to be in a sub-area, number one is against number two, number three is against number four, until number [-].

Lynch is still NO.18, which is a very auspicious number, did someone do it on purpose?
Leaping onto the No. [-] ring, Lynch entered the first match, which became the most attractive match on the field.

The opponent is not weak either, to be able to break into the top [-], at least he is also the peak of the seventh-rank Martial Saint. The opponent is Lin Qi, who was slightly taken aback, with a hint of surprise on his face, and soon returned to normal.

"Lynch, if you meet me, you can stop the game!"

It was the burly man who laughed at Lynch yesterday. With a slap in the face, he should have practiced some kind of powerful body art. With the addition of a seventh-rank peak Martial Saint, he really has the capital to be proud of.

"Hahaha, this time he met Tie Kui, it must be his death. I heard that Tie Kui once defeated the siege of three seventh-rank martial saints by himself, and successfully killed his opponent."

Some people in the stands gloated and laughed. Tie Kui was not a disciple of the four super powers, he came from the Tie Leg Sect, and his status was second only to the Ruan family.

Some people laughed, they were all waiting for Lynch to die in Tie Kui's hands.

"It is estimated that he will be tortured to death by Tie Kui. Looking at his small body, I bet that Tie Kui will kill him with three moves."

In terms of body size, Tie Kui was a head taller than Lynch. With his burly figure and explosive muscles, anyone could guess the ending. Lynch was tortured to death by Tie Kui.

"You think too highly of him. You killed him with a single sword attack in front of you. Now that you have met Tie Kui, it should be over."

Some people actually thought that Tie Kui could kill Lynch with one move, and Lynch succeeded because those who were killed earlier were too weak.

"I guess with two moves, this kid will have his legs broken by Tie Kui and howl on the ground."

Everyone laughed unscrupulously. Most of the stands were the four super powerful disciples. Everyone wanted Lynch to die.

Being praised, Tie Kui's face flushed and he cupped his fists in all directions.

Lynch stood opposite him, watching quietly, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tens of thousands of people commented together, which is equivalent to Tie Kui receiving the praise of tens of thousands of people. The expression on his face is absolutely wonderful. I am afraid this is the most wonderful day in his life.

"Boy, do you hear me? Now kneel down and kowtow obediently to the Lord. I may consider making your death more comfortable, otherwise I will break your bones bit by bit."

Tie Kui's unscrupulous voice made Ruan Susu grit her teeth. Her son was humiliated below. As a mother, she wished she could rush down.

"Wait for the next life!"

Without too many words, the dragon-slaying sword moved. The unparalleled sword seemed to come from outside the sky. Even the ninth-rank martial saints couldn't see the origin of this sword.

Only Valkyrie stood up in shock. Lynch was also killing people in the previous few scenes, but it was not enough to shock Valkyrie.

This sword is obviously different. The angle or the way of the sword is beyond the comprehension of many people. Even the God of War can't sit still and wants to see it quickly.

The trajectory of the sword could not be seen at all, as if the sword was placed in front of Tie Kui, and the moment he finished speaking, the long sword appeared automatically.

It was too late to evade, and it was even more impossible to draw out the weapon to resist. He watched the long sword invade his skin helplessly.

fast!
too fast!
It was so fast that people forgot to breathe. Just as he raised his hand, the sword light fell on Tie Kui's neck. This is not killing people, but an art.

Turn killing into an art, what a terrifying person can do it.

Tie Kui was afraid, and he was also afraid of death. Lynch would not give him a chance to beg for mercy, let alone let him live. A famous disciple of the Ruan family died at his hands.

The famous iron leg skill has lost any meaning at this moment. In front of the fierce sword energy, and the powerful body, it is easily torn apart like tofu.

The flesh on the neck was relatively soft, and the long sword penetrated easily. Lynch did not sweep it quickly, but let Tie Kui experience the feeling of death.

His face was pale, Tie Kui seemed to be dazed, he didn't know what to do, his body was held in place by Lynch's powerful law.

There is only one law of the horned dragon, exuding the majesty of a dragon, Tie Kui trembled, and blood dripped down his neck little by little.

The burly figure like a pagoda fell to the ground with a bang, and blood flowed across the ring, staining the entire arena red.

Without a trace of emotion, Lynch left the ring and prepared for the next match. He successfully entered the top [-]. As long as he won a game, he would break into the top [-].

I'm afraid the next battle will be even more intense. It's unknown whether there will be 200 people left. At least Tie Kui can't be resurrected.

Everyone who was killed by this sword was terrified. Lynch was not talking nonsense. He wanted revenge. Only blood can put three hundred lives to rest.

More and more masters appear, and the battle will not end instantly. The narrowing of the gap makes the battle more enjoyable.

Both sides were hurt at every turn, and the number of people continued to decrease. On the third day, it finally ushered in the competition to hit the top [-].

There were less than 200 people left, and they were sparsely standing in place. It is estimated that after this battle, the rest are definitely elites.

Several of them had already exposed the aura of the eighth-rank martial saint, and Lynch remembered them in his heart.

"Continue to draw lots now, same as before, number one against number two, until the last number, are you ready?"

Guan Jiu was also affected by the atmosphere on the field. The strong bloody atmosphere filled the entire field, making people sick.

No one spoke, but their actions proved that no one wanted to wait any longer and get the reward as soon as possible. Lynch put a lot of psychological pressure on them.

There was a burst of brilliance, and everyone was assigned a number. This time Lynch was assigned No.19, and his opponent was No.20, who should be on the tenth ring.

Leaping forward, Lynch appeared on the ring. No matter who his opponent was, he had only one end, to become the ghost of the dragon-slaying sword.

"call out!"

A bright shadow appeared. The opponent in this match was actually a woman. I don't know how Lynch should deal with it. Do you want to kill even a woman?
"Fairy of Piaomiao Mountain, Lin Qi is going to be unlucky now."

Someone laughed out loud. Although Misty Mountain is not super powerful, it is not weaker than the Ruan family, but they seldom fight, so they are not as famous as Burning Moon Valley and others.

But everyone knows that whoever dares to underestimate Piao Miao Mountain will definitely ask for trouble.

"Mr. Lin, do you even want to kill me?"

It sounded like a warbler's cry, and let out giggles. Huang Yin came up, cast a wink at Lin Qi, and asked shyly.

"If you admit defeat, I won't kill you."

Lynch frowned. Over the years, many women died in his hands, but he didn't want to kill a woman in public. Piaomiao Mountain didn't seem to have killed the disciples of the Ruan family, which was why Lynch didn't want to do anything, otherwise she would have Just a corpse.

"That can't be done. We Piaomiao Mountain have taken a lot of resources. If we lose, we will have no chance to enter the top [-], let alone compete for the top [-]."

Huang Yin continued to wink, intending to remind Lynch that enough is enough, this is a good opportunity to get out of the way, so as not to encounter more powerful masters.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"

The sword intent surged, and he didn't want to continue talking nonsense, he had already said enough, and no one could stop his footsteps.

"What an enemy, since you are determined to make a move, you have to let your sister order."

Huang Yin's flirtatious appearance has attracted many people's disdain. This is to blatantly seduce Lynch and make him give up the game.

"Shameless!"

Many people scolded, they don't want Lynch to retire like this, and they are counting on killing Lynch to gain countless resources.

(End of this chapter)