Eternal Martial Emperor

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As soon as Jian Yan turned away, Xia Houxuan and Qing Yi ran over from a distance.

After seeing Xia Houxuan, Xia Houyang couldn't help showing his disappointment, apparently guessing the result.

"Daddy ..." Xia Houxuan lowered her head, a little ashamed.

"It's okay, why are you all here?" Xia Houyang still touched Xia Houxuan's head and expressed comfort.

"The resurrection match failed. After I went to participate in the ninth-level tower of Sanctuary, I went to Miss Xuan'er."

"Ms. Xuan'er still had some bad luck. The opponents she met in the first round were too strong, and she was still in the fifth game."

"It's still a while before the second round, so let's check it out."

Xia Houyang also nodded. The nine-story tower of the sanctuary is also an item of this league conference.

The nine-story tower of Sanctuary, as the name implies, has nine floors, and the difficulty will gradually increase.

The examiner will give each disciple a final ranking based on his performance in the nine-story tower of the Sanctuary.

Qing Yi said, he came to Lin Yun's side, squeezed him, and asked, "Jiang Yun, have you played?"

Lin Yun shook his head, and Xia Houyang added: "This is already the eighth game. Four other people, including Lin Yun, have not played."

"It's either the next game or the next game."

"but……"

Having said that, Xia Houyang also frowned, glanced at the other end of the ring, a man with eight big swords behind his back.

The man was burly, with muscular muscles, naked tops, and whole skin, all bronzed. His eyes were sturdy and calm, and he was always expressionless.

"Jiang Yun ... Of the four remaining people, in addition to you, there is also the disciple disciple of Zhao Qifeng from the Refiner Sect."

"This adult, won't you choose to arrange a fight with your disciples?"

"No matter." Lin Yun didn't mind who the opponent was.

Among the remaining three opponents, one is the personal disciple of the Refiner Sect, Zhao Xuefeng, and the other two are the core disciples of the League.

In Lin Yun's eyes, there is no difference at all.

At the same time, the competition on the ring began with the announcement of the examiner.

Jian Yan's opponent has a large belt, a big man nearly two meters tall, holding a machete almost as high as others.

"The fifth-level Wuhuang peak, unfortunately, when he meets Master Jianyan, he will undoubtedly lose."

"The five-level Wuhuang peak is among the best in the Alliance Wufu."

"It's better to admit defeat now, save strength, and proceed to the next round."

Everyone around is talking about it. After all, the strength of Jian Yan is obvious to all.

This man created many legends in the Excalibur Sect.

Unfortunately, everything has changed since the boy appeared.

But even so, even the status of Jian Yan's identity from the disciple to the chief core disciple still does not affect his position in the minds of the League students.

"Who, you can admit defeat now." This kind of weak opponent, Jian Yan never even looked at him in the right eye, Jian Yan's hand has been resting on the jade sword on his waist.

"My name is Daida!" Daida roared. How could he say that he is also the top genius of the Alliance Wufu, but now he doesn't even deserve the name to remember Jian Yan?

Even if his opponent is strong, he will not give up!

"Come on! Let me see, how powerful are the so-called pro-disciples of the League of Legends!" With a loud roar, he rushed towards the sword.

When Jian Yan saw this, he also looked up, and then said earnestly, "Okay, who, I know."

As soon as the words fell, Jian Yan suddenly pulled out his sword.

Pull out the sword and take it back!

This only lasted for one second, and it was completely unclear to everyone.

However, it was only a second, and Jian Yan appeared in front of Jian Yan a network of tens of swords crisscross.

"No way! One second Jianjian!"

"Master Jianyan actually used this trick as soon as he shot it. If this trick continues, I am afraid that this big man will die here!"

"It's terrible, it's going to splatter the blood."

Everyone exclaimed, and the examiner on the stage also frowned, and when he was about to take the shot, Jian Yan said suddenly: "Relax, this trick only used 30% of my skill, which can't hurt life."

At the same time, this sword gas net fell on Daida without reservation.

Immediately afterwards, blood mist burst from the body of the belt, and then the belt fell to the ground.

At this moment, everyone saw that there was almost no intact skin on the large body. Hundreds of wounds appeared on each body, and each wound separated his flesh and blood into three points.

He was lying in a pool of blood now, as if he had been stunned.

"Sword ... Jian Yan wins!" In this scene, even the examiner was a little surprised and couldn't help but look at Jian Yan a few more times.

And Jian Yan has now stepped down from the ring, or should say, after waving that sword, he has already gone out of the ring.

The deacon responsible for healing came to the ring in a hurry at the moment, and finally decided to take a large physical condition.

Indeed, as Jian Yan said, it was only severely hit, but it was not in crisis.

There was an uproar in the audience, and each one looked at Jian Yan with awe in his eyes.

In the voice of everyone, Jian Yan also walked towards the rest area, but behind the path behind Lin Yun, he still left a sentence: "I'm looking forward to fighting you, don't lose to others."

This sentence was naturally heard by Qing Yi and Xia Hou Xuan. Both of them looked at each other and did not understand that the chief core disciple of the Excalibur Sect would be eyeing Lin Yun.

At the same time, the examiner on the ring announced the next match.

"In the first round of the promotion round, the ninth game, Lin Yun played against Chen Ming!"

"Good!" As soon as the examiner announced, Qing Yi almost jumped up in excitement.

This is because Chen Ming is not someone else. It was the core disciple who defeated Xia Houxuan in the formation game.

"Jiang Yun, give him a good meal!" Qing Yi said excitedly.

Lin Yun expressionless, ignored anyone, and set foot directly on the ring.

Chen Ming and Lin Yun were almost in sync. As soon as she entered the stage, Chen Ming raised her chin and taunted Lin Yun. "Sorry, you little kid, I didn't expect you to meet me here."

"I'm really sorry." Lin Yun nodded.

After hearing Lin Yun's words, Chen Ming was stunned, but for a while he didn't know how to answer, until he heard the sentence behind Lin Yun.