Sovereign of the Era

Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun, Lin Yun is Zhong Yunxiao!

Luo Feng's words, let Bai Ting's face suddenly become ugly and incomparable, before the complacency, completely disappeared.

Suddenly, his eyes were full of unbelievable looks.

The rest of the elders who had made friends with Bai Ting had the same ugly face and astonished eyes.

"This How can it be that Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun? "

"He has a dragon and tiger fist. No one knows about it. Is it difficult? He didn't use martial arts from the beginning to the end?"

"It's a little exaggeration. The people who fight for the sword emperor grass with him are blind or useless!"

The shock in people's hearts was much bigger than before, when Zhong Yunxiao captured the first plant of Xihuangcao, which was unacceptable for a moment.

In Bai Ting's mouth, he must be like a cat and a dog. He doesn't know where Lin Yun is hiding.

Not only did not hide, but forced to show up, took the first Xihuangcao. After that, his three fists were combined and one of them was used.

Compared with Chu Haoyu, three people were defeated by one sword, which was no less than let go.

Within the sword tomb, the final ranking of alliance war becomes full of variables.

As soon as the news came out, it spread all over the whole guanyuntai, and all the people were boiling.

Many of the alliance's big men, and thousands of disciples, are all dumbfounded.

"Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun?"

Wang Yan, a gentleman's League, heard the news of indifference. A moment ago, he still had a residual smile, which solidified on the spot.

"Waste, a bunch of rubbish! You don't know people with a mask? Who doesn't know about Lin Yun's Dragon and tiger fist? I don't believe it. Are all eyes blind? "

Wang Yan was so angry that he was really mad.

There are only two purposes in the wanted warrant with a high reward. The best result is, of course, that the top ten join hands to kill Lin Yun and make him die in the first round.

Even if we can't achieve this goal, we have to force Lin Yun not to show up and can't compete for the sword emperor grass.

Once he can't get Xihuangcao, his strength is bound to open a huge gap with Chu Haoyu and others, and even say that the gap is not too large.

But now, two goals, one is not achieved, let him how angry.

He was cold, timid, and afraid to answer. The other members of the gentlemen's League, such as the eight King Kong, were not very good-looking.

A trace of panic surged up in his heart. Lin Yun was really terrible. He had grown so fast before he became a monk.

If he lived to the end and was promoted to the inner door in the League war, wouldn't he really fly into the sky.

In the future, how to suppress him?

Thinking of this, they all seem to be a little flustered. Lin Yun and Junzi alliance are dead enemies.

Wang Yan's face was gloomy to the extreme, and his eyes fell on Fu Lingtian, the leader of the eight King Kong. A cold light flashed in his eyes, waved and whispered a few words.

Fu Lingtian's face changed slightly, and then he calmed down. He arched his hand and said, "don't worry. I'll handle this matter."

Wang Yan's face was dignified and he said, "Lin Yun must die. This variable can't exist any more. Otherwise, when he becomes an inner disciple and cultivates spirit level skills, he will have no chance."

"I understand."

Fu Lingtian, as Wang Yan's confidant, was completely cultivated by him and was loyal to him.

No hesitation, silent retreat. The whole Junzi League is dead and lifeless. Lin Yun is Zhong Yunxiao's news, which is really a big blow to everyone.

Not only is the gentleman alliance, the Shura League, the Lone Star Alliance big man, the facial expression is also quite ugly.

Only Luojia mountain, when Mo Cheng brought the news, Xinyan's eyebrows and eyes were like flowers in bloom, and shuilingling's eyes were like blooming flowers. She said with a soft smile: "it's really him. I thought Zhong Yunxiao was a little strange before. Zhong Yunxiao Thousands of years of ancient bell, Fengming in the sky, who can not be younger martial brother? "

Red lips slightly Qiao, Xin Yan pretty face show silk small complacent, toward Mo City way: "go, take a bet with me."

"Bet?"

Mo City slightly a Leng, just wake up, smile way: "right, right, elder martial sister but bet 50000 spirit jade on younger martial brother body, this makes a lot of money."

Not only want to Xinyan, Luo Feng also began to close the bet, 5000 second grade Lingyu, this is the real astronomical number.

The first plant of Xihuangcao was taken by Zhong Yunxiao before, and all of them were pushed away.

But now, Zhong Yunxiao self identification, is Lin Yun, that bet about, want to push also can't push.

"White old ghost, don't be silly, Lingyu, bring it to me!"

Luo Feng was not polite, with a smile on his face and stretched out his hand in front of him. Such a direct action, we have to say, is against the identity of the No. 3 figure in the hall of elders, but it is simple and effective.

"What Lingyu?"

Bai Ting is now depressed and depressed, but he also gives Lingyu to the other party. Of course, he doesn't want to.

Luo Feng said with a smile: "can't you afford to lose? Hehe, it's OK. You and I will meet Mei to protect Dharma. As long as you say that you haven't made this bet with me, I don't want to buy these 1000 second grade Lingyu. ""You! What a bully

Bai Ting can't expose his anger. No matter how thick he is, he can't lie in front of Mei protector Dharma, and he can't get on with it any more. The martial arts man is the most important commitment, not to mention he is a senior elder of the clan.

In the future, it is even possible to fight for the existence of the master of the Presbyterian hall and his position.

"Here you are."

White Ting an old face shaking a few times, gnashing teeth out of a storage bag, throw to Luo Feng.

"Thank you."

Luo Feng didn't look, and his smile didn't decrease. He looked at the rest of the elders who had wagered with him.

Even Bai Ting is soft, how dare these people not follow, just send out the color of second grade spirit jade, the color of flesh pain is on the face.

It's 300 at least and 800 at most. Together, it's the astronomical number of nearly 5000 erpin Lingyu.

"Hey, you are keeping your promise. I'll take it for Lin Yun first. When he is promoted to the inner disciple, I will tell him that this is the care of the elders for the younger generation. "

Luo Feng is big and square. Other elders can only chat and smile and deal with it at will.

"If you can send it out, there will be ghosts. If you refine Xihuangcao, you will die."

The white Ting Yin Yang strange spirit, cold face curse way.

Luo Feng touched his beard, and the old God said with a smile, "let's wait and see. Don't say the first one. There must be Lin Yun's name before the League war."

The atmosphere on the viewing platform is extremely hot. The generation of variables makes people's expectation of the final war extremely high.

Buried in the sword peak.

Lin Yun and others, after stepping on the sword tomb, their faces became more dignified.

Under the dark sky, on the dark ground, there are thousands of ancient swords. Each sword contains a sharp and terrifying meaning. After the wind blows, the sword body vibrates and lingers.

The gloomy and cold breath, accompanied by the vast and heavy sword meaning, makes everyone feel oppressed.

In the sword tomb, there are many inner disciples who keep their eyes closed and cultivate their spirits. They can see the arrival of Lin Yun and others. The eyelid raises slightly, swept one eye, the look in the eye is quite bad.

"These people seem to be better than Muling who blocked the door."

Li Wuyou stood beside Lin Yun, with a dignified look. He was heartless on weekdays. In the face of such a battle, we have to straighten up.

Lin Qiushan sighed: "the number of inner disciples is not easy to take."

Lin Yun's eyes fell not far away. On the land of the real sword tomb, he admired an ancient sword and said in a soft voice, "the rules of the second round are not clear. Everything is unknown, and there may not be no chance."

"Brother Lin, look over there!"

Lin Yan stretched out his hand and saw Han Zhengyang, the fourth in the list of people, came over from the South Gate with a gang of people.

Lu Hexuan, the eighth in the list of men, and Xin Wuji, the ninth in the list of people, have no trace. On both sides, it is obvious that the three men have reached an alliance.

"Senior brother Han, look, isn't that Lin Yun?"

Xin Wuji has sharp eyes. He sees Lin Yun standing with Lin Qiushan and others at a glance. The chill in his eyes is fleeting.

"It is said that he was the one who won the first sword emperor grass before his fame rose!"

Lu He Xuan said in a deep voice.

Han Zhengyang didn't like it. He had just defeated his inner disciples in ten moves. His confidence was quite inflated. He sneered and said, "don't worry about him. He has just entered the five levels of Xuanwu. Even if he has refined the sword emperor grass, he will not be strong enough. I have already reached the top of the five peaks. If we only talk about our accomplishments, we can steadily crush him to death! "

After a while, Jiang Feng and ye Xiu appeared one after another.

Immediately became the focus of attention, many of the inner disciples, eyes also fell on them, eyes flashed a ray of fear.

They dominate the top three all the year round, and their status has never been shaken. Even the local people have heard of it.

"Elder martial brother Jiang, many inner disciples..."

The people of Shura League, beside the river breeze, sighed softly.

Jiang Feng said with a smile: "don't care too much. It's all the goods at the bottom. There must be a reason why the sect goalkeepers went down to the League war. With me, the people of Shura will surely be able to stand in the top 100, and everyone can get the number of disciples in the inner gate. "

At this time, the crowd in the sword tomb, sounded a noise, Chu Haoyu appeared!

At the entrance of the east gate, Chu Haoyu came slowly with a white shirt and a sword in one hand. His face is cold and stern, not urgent or slow, step by step. There seems to be a palpitating breath on his body. Many good men in the gentleman's League dare not follow far away.

Chu Haoyu!

For a while, whether it is the top ten people on the list, or many inner disciples, their eyes all fall on the same person.

Chu Haoyu, the demon who competed with Bai Lixuan for supremacy, is the undisputed number one in the list of people. It is said that he, who has already had the strength of the land list, even if he does not say a word, is enough to make people fear and awe.

Among all the attention, Chu Haoyu's eyes swept and fell on one person.

The killing intention in his eyes is not concealed. At one glance, it seems that there is a violent storm, which contains the sword meaning all over the sky.If the timid, in front of this vision, just afraid to shiver with fear, kneel on the spot.

Who?

Who made Chu Haoyu, the first person on the list, could not restrain his killing intention.

People are very curious, along his line of sight, fell on a young face with clear water chestnut.

The young man looks calm, with a silk smile on his mouth, and he is afraid.

Very good. Lin Yun likes Chu Haoyu's personality very much. I want to kill you. I will never hide anything.

In the top ten, everyone wanted to kill him. Only Chu Haoyu showed his intention of killing in public. He was defiant.

This is self-confidence, also be proud of, also be a kind of silent threat, overbearing pole.

But it's not so easy to kill me.

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth brings up a sneer, and the killing intention in his eyes is also not covered up, quietly released.

With their own momentum, the two forces of killing met each other on the top of an ancient sword, and broke out with a roar.

Bang!

In an instant, the sword is not only roaring, but also sweeping across all directions like a cold wind.

The atmosphere in the place of sword tomb is extremely tense.

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