Sovereign of the Era

In a flash, if you don't use it, you'll have no future.

But this power is equally astonishing and terrible. Between raising hands, the two evil spirits are outstanding, and they kneel down in front of Lin Yun.

Even the spirit of the sacrifice just now had no time to display and was seriously injured and fainted.

At the edge of the sword tomb, ye Xiu, who was severely damaged by Lin Yun's fingering, was broken and abstained. He took a cold breath, his throat growled, and his eyes flashed a deep fear.

If he is still there, I'm afraid the end will be no better.

On the vast sword mound, within km of Linyun, it seems that it has been washed away by rainstorm. It is spotless, and the blood spirit ghost fire is completely smashed by Fanghua Shengsheng.

Thousands of kilometers away, the flame is still rising and burning.

The body's true yuan completely consumed, endless exhaustion, and previously suppressed injuries, flood from all directions.

Lin yuntu's mouth blood, the body slightly shakes up, pale face, eyeball full of bloodstain. His whole body is weak and weak. Lin Yun is really at the end of his tether and has no fighting power.

But all the people looked at him with awe.

"The League war is over, Lin Yun is the first."

From the sky, elder Luofeng's powerful voice was heard, and the scene was suddenly filled with exclamations. The alliance war was full of ups and downs. No one expected that Lin Yun would be the last one.

A young man who has been living in Buddhism for less than half a year and under eighteen.

On the cloud watching platform, many of the Allies' faces were not very good-looking. In particular, Wang Yan, a member of the Junzi League, turned blue with anger, said nothing and trembled.

He tried his best to exhaust the resources, and even Chu Haoyu dug it up.

As a result, in the League war, not only did not kill Lin Yun, but also let the other side get the first place. Before the first round of the League war, he issued a wanted order to Lin Yun, now think about it is really a great shame.

At such a high price, he searched for Lin Yun's whereabouts, but in the end he could only watch his opponent get the first place.

Take away the treasure, win the reward, enjoy the glory of the attention.

Is it over?

Hearing the voice of the elder Luofeng, Lin Yun was completely relieved and his face showed a smile. In vain, he worked hard all the way to the end, and he was very satisfied with the result.

Since we have decided to fight, we must fight for the first place.

Boom!

All of a sudden, on the broad sword tomb, there were no signs, two blood flame ghost spirits came out. After a roar, he roared out of the fire and rushed to kill the only living creature on the sword tomb.

The scene suddenly exclaimed, many people's faces changed greatly, obviously some poke hand.

Bai Ting's eyes flashed a strange awn and said with a smile: "interesting, the blood flame ghost spirit was born again. Lin Yungang's palm seems to have touched the seal array of the inflamed veins on the ground."

Whoosh!

Luo Feng's face changed slightly and his figure flashed. He was ready to go down and help. But Bai Ting, where can miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, in the eyes of a flash of cold, smile in front of Luo Feng: "it seems that the will of God is so, Luo old ghost, you don't have to force."

Bang!

"Get out of here!"

Between the two people's argument, sword tomb appeared on a very violent breath, but Xin Yan blink of an eye rushed up. The sword awn comes out of the scabbard, a piece of frost on the cold and gorgeous face, the strength of basaltic eight heavy, suddenly unfolds.

Accompanied by a burst drink, Xinyan even out of two swords, the two blood flame ghost spirit on the spot smashed.

This is the end of a false alarm.

After closing the sword and returning to the scabbard, Xinyan turns to Lin Yun and looks at Lin Yun, who is black and blue and looks weak. The pain in the center of his eyes is incomparable.

"For you, sister."

Seeing the arrival of Xinyan, Lin Yun was quite happy, squeezed out a smile and pulled out the red flame flag tied on his back.

Xinyan eyes some moist, she will not accept, light voice: "don't tell lies, I'll take you out."

With that, he went straight forward, carried him on his back, and took him away from the sword tomb step by step.

Lying on Xinyan's back, Lin Yun held the red flame flag. As he relaxed, his consciousness gradually became blurred. In a low voice, "sister Xinyan, you saved my life again..."

"What are you talking about? If you say that again, I'll throw you down."

"Well, No

Lin Yun's face showed a trace of smile, can no longer insist, closed his eyes, deep sleep in the past.

Feeling the heavy breathing sound of Lin Yun on his back, Xin Yan's cold and Yan face shows a trace of soft smile rarely. A smile like a flower, the amorous feelings overflowing, but before, violent cut two blood flame ghost spirit appearance is very different.

"This guy, good luck..."

"Yes, we are the first beauty of Lingxiao sword Pavilion. She is known as the blood rose. I don't know how many lecherous people are killed under the sword. Who dares to take advantage of her. Now, in public, he did not avoid suspicion and carried Lin Yun out of the sword tomb. "

"Hateful, this guy has been a monk for less than half a year, and our elder martial sister Xinyan will be occupied by the enemy..."Such a scene, is also unexpected, many people how smack tongue. Looking at Lin Yun, there is a trace of jealousy in his eyes and his heart is lost. Compared with Lin Yun's winning the first place in the League war, he is much stronger.

"Ha ha, what are you jealous of? If you have the ability, you can also win the first place in the League war. Give the red flame flag to elder martial sister Xinyan."

"Yes, if I were elder martial sister Xinyan, I would carry him out."

In the face of the complaints of many male disciples, the female disciples in the sword pavilion are somewhat dissatisfied. On the contrary, some small disturbances have been triggered, which has eased the tense atmosphere of the alliance war.

On the cloud platform, Liu Yue, sitting in the VIP seat, looks cold.

Before the League war, it was widely said that Lin Yun could not even carry the first round, and that he would die in the second round. But she saw from the beginning to the end, in the first round, Lin Yunhua named Zhong Yunxiao, won a big gamble for Luo Feng, and hit everyone's faces once.

In the second round, a shot will be strong crush, the top 10 people in the list of three people join hands.

Then to the strongest duel, Lin Yun with one enemy three, boundless demeanor, the crown absolute court.

This It's not the League war that she wants to see at all. She came here hard, but the result is not so.

He got up angrily and said hello to the elders around him. He looked back at Lin Yun on Xinyan's back deeply. His look was quite complicated.

"Damn it, I'll take care of you one day."

The more she looked, the more angry she became. She swore in her heart and didn't want to stay any longer.

Some people are depressed, while others are happy.

Sword tomb edge, Lin Qiushan and others, obviously belong to the latter, several faces are filled with a faint smile.

But Li Wuyou some pitiful way: "boss is really good luck, when, elder martial sister can also carry a small worry."

Lin Yan chuckled, but she found that Li Wuyou was really funny and not serious. But in a twinkling of an eye, and some worried way: "elder sister, you said Lin elder brother's injury will not have any problem?"

After the League war, Lin Yun was the first, and no one could compete with him. However, his green shirt was stained with blood and his body was scarred. He won quite a heroic victory.

Lin Qiushan said thoughtfully: "it should be OK. After all, he has trained the Dragon elephant combat style, and can not be looked at by ordinary people. However, it's not easy to recover. Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao stabbed him with two swords, which is too lethal. "

Lin Yan smell speech, small face just show smile again.

The two swords stabbed Lin Yun. In the line of life and death, as long as he takes half a step slowly, the sword will run through on the spot.

Fortunately, he endured severe pain and drove them back on the spot, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

In this league battle, Lin Yun won the first place without any luck.

all the elders and disciples who saw the whole thing from the beginning to the end admired him. Lin Yun was worthy of his reputation for being the first in the League war.

But when Lin Yunyou woke up, it was three days later.

Sleep is too dead, too heavy, he opened his eyes, it seems a little difficult. In the vision, the blurred scene in the room gradually became clear, but unexpectedly found that it was not his residence in Luojia mountain.

The quiet room, filled with a faint fragrance, smell refreshing, energetic.

As soon as you look at it, the fragrance comes from the incense burner burning on the table, and the fragrance is worth a lot.

Beside the censer, there is also an old battle flag like a long spear, which is branded with mysterious spirit lines. Occasionally, the streamer flashes, just like the dazzling stars. The streamer is fleeting, but it contains terrible and amazing power, which makes people feel palpable.

Strange, isn't this the red flag?

Lin Yun saw clearly that the old battle flag beside the censer was indeed the first reward he could get in the League war.

At the moment, he opened the quilt and walked quickly past, holding it in his hand. It was true.

Indeed, it was the red flag of war. The eyes could not help looking at the four sides, and a wisp of doubt arose in the heart.

"Boy, wake up fast enough

Outside the house came a hearty smile. When Lin Yun looked back, he saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar push in the door.

It is Lingxiao sword Pavilion, the first of the four Dharma protectors, Mei Dharma protector!

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