Sovereign of the Era

Yi Shou Dantian, Lin Yun is not impatient, know this time can not be anxious.

If he is in a hurry, he is likely to explode and die.

To have patience to grind slowly, will be the power of the demon Dan irritable water chestnut, a little bit smooth, and again to surrender.

Like a tiger in the heart, but sniffing the rose.

There is no matter how restless and energetic there is in my heart, there is also a quiet heart smelling roses.

But this time, it seems that the past is a little long.

Unconsciously, two days passed by.

The annual event of qingyunzong has started its mid year assessment.

In the martial arts arena of zongmen, there are three floors inside and three outside. All of them are people.

In the martial arts arena, in many arena, some disciples of other schools have begun to fight according to their opponents.

In the whole Qingyun sect, there are two or three thousand outside disciples. Now all of them are coming. The martial arts arena is full of excitement.

We are full of enthusiasm and do our best.

Whether or not to become a further ranking, whether to become an inner disciple, are in this grand gathering.

In a corner of the martial arts arena, around the humble arena, many people gathered.

Some of them are outside disciples who have already finished the battle, and some have not yet turned to play on their own. At a glance, there are no less than hundreds of them.

In the arena, except for the referee, one has already arrived.

He is a senior disciple of the outer gate, Liang Wenbo. He has achieved six levels of martial arts.

Usually low-key, strength is not vulgar, no one in the outside door dare to look down on him.

But if it's just like this, there won't be so many people gathering here.

"I heard that Liang Wenbo's opponent is Lin Yun?"

"I also heard that Liang Wenbo took Lin Yun to come here, but I haven't seen anyone yet."

"What the hell is Lin Yun doing? He is still late for such a big thing, but he should be treated as abstention."

Seeing that Lin Yun did not arrive, the disciples at the bottom talked about it one after another.

On the stage, Liang Wenbo frowned at the referee and said, "how long do I have to wait?"

The referee pondered: "wait for the half column incense time, if Lin Yun has not arrived, it will be regarded as abstention, you will be promoted to the next round directly!"

"A sword slave can't change his nature!"

Liang Wenbo and others were not happy and swore in a cold voice.

Everyone began to stare at the incense burning in the stove outside the venue. Time went quickly. Seeing that cigarettes were about to burn out, Lin Yun did not appear.

"It seems that I won the war."

Liang Wenbo said with a faint smile.

But then there was a commotion behind the crowd.

"Coming!"

The crowd quickly looked back.

I saw a man in a blue and white robe with delicate features and calm eyes. Separate the crowd and walk slowly this way.

It was Lin Yun who came late.

After approaching the arena, he jumped up and apologized to Liang Wenbo and the referee: "sorry, I'm late."

Liang Wenbo's face was very ugly. He didn't come early or late. The sword slave came when the time was coming.

The referee said in a deep voice: "according to the rules, you can play when you are late, but you must let the opponent do three moves."

"Yes."

Lin Yun nodded and agreed, no objection.

A smile appeared on Liang Wenbo's face: "it's good to have this rule. Lin Yun, I've heard of you, even Chen Xiao is defeated in your hands. I'm not going to give you a chance like he did. Today I'm going to bring you back to the original shape! "

It's a very arrogant tone. As soon as it's said, it makes the scene full of gunpowder.

But Liang Wenbo is also qualified to say so.

He is a senior disciple of the outside world. He is close to the top of his cultivation in martial arts and Taoism. He is a superb sword.

"Strange, why didn't Lin Yun bring a sword?"

"I heard that the Liufeng sword technique which has not been practiced for a hundred years has been practiced by him. Is it a rumor or or not?"

"No, I've come to see the Liufeng sword."

"It may not be impossible. How could Liufeng sword be so easily practiced? If not, why didn't he bring a sword?"

The disciples of the stage are surprised to see Lin Yun not wearing a sword.

"Start!"

Bang!

As soon as the referee's voice dropped, Liang Wenbo pulled his sword out of his sheath. The sword was like a strong wind, blowing flowers and sweeping leaves.

How fast!

All the disciples were surprised by the speed of the sword. They couldn't turn their eyes.

In the face of Lin Yun, Liang Wenbo is so unexpected that he chooses to do his best.

Lin Yun, who can't backhand, step back. This sword can be avoided.

The sword was less than an inch away from the tip of his nose. It was extremely dangerous.

Boom!

Liang Wenbo's momentum of martial arts and Taoism was six fold, which was infinitely close to the seven levels of martial arts.With the growth of momentum, the sword will climb to the top again.

The sword was drawn from the bottom to the top with a tricky angle.

Hiss!

Lin Yun, who can only avoid it, appears extremely passive, and has a long cut in his chest.

The situation is extremely dangerous.

"It's not good. Liang Wenbo is really strong and terrible. He has three advantages. Lin Yun is suspended!"

"His accomplishments are infinitely close to the seven levels of martial arts. No wonder he was so crazy before."

"Feihua sword is so fierce in his hands."

However, the situation between the two moves was extremely unfavorable to Lin Yun.

"Fallen leaves and flying flowers, I am defeated!"

Liang Wenbo had a big drink, but he showed his

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