Sovereign of the Era

Lin Yun calculated that the next battle must be won.

Once he falls into the loser group, although he is confident to kill him, the process may be rather cumbersome.

Once you win, it's much easier. You can take three days off, and after three days, you can decide the top ten.

He thinks so, so does his opponent.

No one is willing to fall in the loser group, one is the face can not go, the other is the loser group is really too cruel.

At least to fight several more games, it is easy to get hurt if you don't say the cards.

The time for half a stick of incense soon passed.

The winners continue to fight, and half of them will fall into the losers.

This round of fighting, more intense than the previous round.

Unless absolutely confident people, or there is not much intention to retain the strength, as soon as the game to do their best.

Ye Fei Fan and Zhang Yue appeared in succession, and their opponents were very strong. They were both the sages of the four yuan peak.

But both of them didn't work hard, so they easily defeated their opponents and were still the top three popular saints in the ground group.

Finally, the fight between Lin Yun and Wang ziyue came.

Both of them can be regarded as black horses. Their popularity is quite high, and there are cheers below.

Even a number of saints looked at them.

However, few people are optimistic about Lin Yun, including many elders of the Holy Land in tiandaozong, and even Lin Yun's master.

The sage of Longyun shook his head and said, "this little fellow has a bit of bad luck. Prince Yue is not as good as that chapter Qiao. But many saints can't master the will of life."

"That's right. I can't see the advantage of night leaning towards the sky. The key is that the prince Yue's attainments are not low."

"But it doesn't matter. After all, yeqingtian is still small. If you give him two more years, it will be enough. After all, he is a disciple of the great sage of Longyun."

A group of saints said.

Shua!

An unexpected figure appeared near the gold lettered battle platform. It was Muyan, the holy queen of Tianyin.

She has four yuan Nirvana peak cultivation, just also signed up for the group, many people have already acquiesced that she is the champion of the group.

For example, Zhang Yue and ye Feifan have strong strength, but in the eyes of the public, they can only compete for the top three.

"The holy girl in the sky has come. Does she really like the night sky?"

"I'll go. It's so creepy."

"Wang Muyan took the initiative to watch the war..."

It has to be said that Wang Muyan's charm is too great.

After that, many other groups even appeared in the audience.

Wang Muyan's figure is graceful and plump, her face is enchanting, and her skin is white and transparent.

She was only 19 years old, but she had brought disaster to the country and the people.

Many people can't see her face clearly, but it's just that temperament that makes people's heart beat faster, and a heart seems to be completely filled by her.

What does the witch want?

Lin Yun is very vigilant about this woman now. He has not forgotten what Feiyun mountain suffered.

"Night inclines to the sky, how do you do it? My queen's daughter pays so much attention to you."

Wang ziyue looked at Lin Yun with envy. Wang YuYan's status in the Wang family was much higher than that of a saint.

Not only is the owner of the house, but also a lot of senior residents love it. From childhood to adulthood, he has attracted much attention.

Lin Yun said with a faint smile: "there are so many people who like me. Do I have to ask each one? I'm not so free Your saint, in my opinion, is just so. "

"Oh."

Wang ziyue was angry with a smile and said, "no problem, you are not worthy of her anyway."

Shua!

He didn't talk nonsense with Lin Yun. His wrist shook and the scabbard flew out.

When the body of the sword trembles, there will be a flash of fire and explosion.

Boom!

The fire continued to condense and explode. On the platform, there appeared a fire snake, each ferocious and incomparable.

Lin Yun looked at this person in surprise, the other side's present means, completely different from the previous war.

Prince different light smile way: "in the eyes of the real master, you are still far from good."

The fire is burning the sky!

As the voice fell, he stepped out and stabbed Lin Yun with his sword.

Hum!

At the same time, with the blessing of the will of life, those flame poisonous Python on the ground seemed to live one by one.

They seem to have life, the eyes release a smart light, spit out the snake's letter, and then rise into the air.

Hundreds of fire boa are killed with this sword.

What Wang ziyue is doing now is the Burning Sky Sword technique of Youlan academy, which is the unique skill of Youlan Academy.

If you can burn all the terrible swords, you can burn them.

It is one of the four most destructive sword techniques in Donghuang holy land.

"The Burning Sky Sword technique matches the will of life. Prince Yue is really a genius!""He's only one yuan nirvana. If he becomes a semi saint in the future, he will have a chance to be invincible."

As soon as Wang ziyue put it into practice, it immediately caused a stir.

How strong!

Lin Yun immediately felt a lot of pressure, the heaven really Hidden Dragon crouching tiger can not be underestimated.

Many cards can not be used, only rely on Kendo to fight each other, it is really troublesome.

Bang!

Lin Yun pulls out the funeral foil sword and takes a step backward. Hua, just after landing, the opponent's momentum seems to be doubled.

"Lost!"

"If you take a step back, you will lose."

"How powerful is the burning sky sword? How can it be retreated?"

The disciples at the bottom opened their mouths to judge.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and took another step back. After three steps, there were more than a thousand fire Python on the battle platform.

Wang ziyue snorted coldly. He didn't give Lin Yun a chance to make a real move. He knew that the opponent's sword intention was still terrible.

He stabbed forward with his hand, and then took a fierce pick with his sword.

Whoa!

Thousands of fire boa were turned into fire Jiaos in full view of the public, and dragon power appeared in a moment.

If you were someone else, not to mention the cultivation of the dead xuanjing, even if it was higher than Wang ziyue.

Under this kind of sword power, there is no doubt that it will be defeated.

But Lin Yun is not in a hurry. He dances with his sword. There is a little firefly in the void.

Hum!

Thousands of fire dragons were suddenly hindered.

"Firelight!"

When Lin Yun stabbed out the sword, the bright sword light bloomed, and the fire dragon was pushed out.

Even Wang ziyue himself was pushed away for hundreds of meters as if he had encountered a storm.

"The light of dawn!"

Lin Yun's action is not only backhand, but also a backhand pick. It seems that the sky curtain is directly opened by this sword.

A ray of light at dawn turned into an arc in the distance. Under the arc light, thousands of fire dragons were cut off.

Wang ziyue's face changed slightly, and he immediately took a sword to stop the arc.

"The red of sunset!"

The prince's sword hasn't been broken yet.

The curtain of the sky was completely opened, and a bloody sunset fell on the top of Prince Yue's head under the guidance of Lin Yun Sheng's sword.

Wang ziyue took a breath and quickly drew back his sword.

Bang!

The remnant of the fire Python on the ground, which was fried with blood and flesh, splashed out one after another.

Those living pieces of dragon meat fell outside the battle platform and immediately turned into flames and ashes.

Boom!

On the battle platform, Lin Yun, who has three swords, is like a God coming.

The sword power, which fell to the bottom of the valley, rocked upward and overtook the burning sky sword.

But it's not over!

"The last moon."

Lin Yunqing drinks a sound, the person is in the spot lightly dances, a round of Wanyue lifts off.

Immediately, the funeral flowers flicked gently, and the moon was like a water ball, and the moonlight was splashing all the way.

"Firefly sword!"

"My God, what kind of sword is this?"

"This guy is crazy!"

Many of the inner disciples are still a little confused. I don't know what happened. All of the disciples standing up suddenly.

The eyes are full of shock color, death xuanjing, master the whole four firefly sword.

How could that be possible?

But it's not over. Between the plains, Lin Yun's body winds suddenly, and there are white to incredible snowflakes flying out of his sword.

Firefly sword the fifth sword, the snow of Tianshan Mountain!

Click! CLICK!

After this sword, Wang ziyue's Burning Sky Sword suddenly collapsed and could no longer support it.

Prince Yue's sword was constantly swept down by the fire.

But every time he waved a sword, he stepped back and his face was very hard.

On Kendo, he was completely suppressed.

"The fifth sword!"

On the altar of heaven, a group of elders of Holy Land opened their eyes one after another, and a gorgeous light broke out in each pair of holy eyes.

Deep down, everyone was shocked.

The firefly sword is collected in all the holy places of the world. Maybe in the realm of death, the master of the whole six swords is possessed.

If you look at the whole Kunlun, no matter whether it's the right or the devil or the best of any race, even if it is pushed forward for another 500 years, it will never exceed ten people.

"I will be a swordsman again

The elder of Holy Land sighed with emotion.

Is that enough?

No!

Under the boundless wind and snow, Lin Yun puts on his green robe and makes a sword when he looks back.

His long hair danced in the snow, and his clothes danced with the sword. A silver sword light flew out like a meteor.Firefly sword sixth sword, blood of silver!

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