Sovereign of the Era

Covered by dark and thick thunder clouds, Fengwu's momentum is incomparable. Looking at Lin Yun coldly, he has a kind of condescending taste.

"Sword meaning is nothing. Others are afraid of you, Lin Yun, but I am not afraid of it!"

Feng Wudao stares at Lin Yun and says coldly.

He has always paid close attention to Lin Yun, especially in the battle between him and Bai Ling. Lin Yun's sword sense in the end is eye opening and amazing.

This war, let Lin Yun's popularity soar, completely will be blocked no way to get rid of.

Even many people think that Lin Yun and Feng Wudao are no longer rivals at the same level. Few people think that he will win this war.

Feng Wudao, in his heart, was quite right about it. He made up his mind to let these people have a good look at it.

The reaction of the crowd on the stand was exactly what he expected. After seeing the terrible will of thunder. Those who paid attention to the war were obviously quiet and dignified, and did not dare to make a decision.

"Just do it. Don't talk nonsense."

Lin Yun light said, did not go to argue what.

The meaning of sword is not so great, but it also scores some people. For example, Bai Ling's sword is worthless in front of Lin Yun.

Even if it is the same sword meaning of congenital Xiaocheng, Lin Yun asks himself, he can easily crush each other. Their training journey, their understanding of Kendo and their talent in kendo can not be compared with each other.

"Eight wastelands of thunder!"

Feng Wudao was the first to take the lead. He has been able to win in a row. Obviously, his strength is not weak. He has not moved, but his whole body is full of real yuan. He raises his hand and claps it down.

Boom!

The sky thunder cloud suddenly burst heavy loud, the thunder sound is unceasing, the palm light on the hand is flourishing. Countless purple electric light, free in the air, countless thunder overlapping, condensed into a mountain like lightning giant palm swept.

Boom!

The rising dragon stage trembled, and the strong wind from the front made Lin Yun's clothes sound as if he would be swept away at any time.

You can imagine how terrible the impact will be when the front of the palm comes.

Click!

A more bright light, in the middle of the giant palm from top to bottom slowly split, when the lightning giant palm killed in front of the forest cloud, it suddenly split, split in two and flew away from its side.

In the middle of Lin Yun, there are some residual electric light blooming on his body, but not a bit injured.

"Breaking thunder!"

Feng Wudao's eyes flashed a different color, but he had expected this move, and could not really hurt Lin Yun.

With a flash of body shape, the long prepared backhand bombarded the forest cloud like flowing water.

Click! Click! Click!

Lin Yun walks at will. The sword is like electricity. The dazzling light of the sword can always chop the opponent's killing moves before falling.

"Damn it."

Feng Wudao's face changed slightly. He found his thunder will, although he slightly suppressed the other side's sword intention. But as long as he launched the offensive, killed in front of him, it will be easily resolved.

This goes on until he runs out of money and can't maintain such a thunderous pressure.

The sword meaning of the opponent's inborn Dacheng will turn into a monster and swallow it up in the blink of an eye.

No, it's a quick decision!

Fengwu heart a horizontal, the sky between the thick thunder clouds, in a flash crazy rolling up.

"Thunder storm!"

He learned the experience of Bai Ling's defeat, and his moves, which he was prepared to sacrifice in the qualifying war, were almost put into practice with a slight movement of his mind.

Crash!

The black thunder clouds in the sky suddenly fell down like snowflakes, and the next moment the wind was strong. Under the strong wind of Zhenyuan, which was stirred up by fengwudao, the snow flake suddenly developed into a terrible storm and swept away towards the forest cloud with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

The black thunderstorm storm, as high as 100 Zhang, stirs between sends out the sharp afterwave, disperses in the entire battle platform.

There is no dead end to this blow.

Feng Wudao is confident that the other side will be stirred in sooner or later. Once in the storm, the sword meaning of the other side will not have much use.

The swordsman's physical body is not strong. If his sword idea is abandoned, he will surely lose.

Sword, thunder and electricity!

Lin Yun took a step forward and stepped out. The flowers in his hands shook out 18 sword lights like electricity.

Every sword light goes to the sky, and the sharp light is shining. The speed of rising from the sky is even faster, which makes people unable to react.

Click!

Almost instantaneously, there were 18 huge holes in the sky. Through the eighteen holes, the sun shines on the sword light, which makes the light dazzling and terrible.

The green silk is like a waterfall, and the green clothes are like clouds. Lin Yun's right hand holding the sword gently turns, and the eighteen electric lights overlap in a flash.

In the sky, the heavy thunder cloud, which had been poked out many holes, was suddenly torn apart like cloth. In the blink of an eye, it was split and disappeared, and the sun was scattered again.Boom!

The originally frightening thunderstorm, like ghosts and monsters, was obliterated in the sunshine.

Of course, people with better eyesight can see it. This is because the will of thunder was broken, and the foundation of thunderstorm was destroyed. Naturally, it could not exist. Even if it had been killed in front of Lin Yun, it had to disperse like smoke.

Sonorous!

In the air, the buried flowers drew an arc. Lin Yun collected the sword and returned to the scabbard. However, the arc light was condensed together and the eighteen swords, which were like electric lights, were scattered again like flowers.

Poop!

Fengwudao is very strong, even if thunder will be broken, still dodge most of the sword.

But still three swords, a sword pierced his right shoulder, let it be shaken into the air. Another wisp of sword pierced through his left shoulder. The powerful impact force made it rotate uncontrollably in mid air.

Bang!

The last sword, bang on his heart, smashed his body protection Zhenyuan. Spinning him in mid air, like a sandbag, was thrown at the edge of Shenglong platform.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

It looks like Lin Yun Ming is collecting his sword and returning to his scabbard. However, he is attacked by a wisp of sword light, which makes him feel embarrassed. When the funeral flowers completely end into the scabbard, fengwudao has knelt on the ground on one knee, and his shirt has been dyed red with blood.

How fast the sword is, the flowers bloom like electricity.

"Fantastic."

In people's eyes, as if in a deep dream, many of the elders of the overlord class force are dignified and slowly spit out these four words.

The first form of the sword is so wonderful that it can be found in Lin Yun.

I can't think of any other words except for the sublime description of such a profound realm.

Feng Wudao and Lin Yun are not masters at the same level. They are far away from each other.

"What a Kendo genius

Tianjianzong and BeiXue mountain villa, the two powerful elders who established their schools with swords, all showed appreciation in their eyes.

Now it seems that his Kendo talent is not only as simple as Nangong Wanyu.

The referee looked, but he guessed that Lin Yun would win, but he didn't expect to win so beautifully. A set of swordsmanship that has never been shown. It is clearly overbearing and frightening, but it is like a flower in his hands. Let it open, and let it die.

"I won again. So far, Lin Yun has won in a row. It's terrible. I thought it was a hard fight. I didn't expect to win so suddenly. "

"From the beginning to the end, it was born to be a great sword, but it also revealed some. His killing moves were never shown before."

"This Lin Yun, really let a person look forward to, I really want to know now, he has exactly how many cards."

When they wake up, they are excited.

Even feel that Lin Yun won the game, even more than they have won, it seems that their expectations are placed on him.

"This guy is really popular."

Purple moon Dongtian Ye Qingfeng curled his lips, slightly not fork.

"Hey, are you not satisfied?"

Fang Hanluo, who is in the same four groups, smiles and says with great significance.

"Are you convinced?"

Ye Qingfeng said coldly: "you and I have a great chance to meet him. I don't want to be the stepping stone of others. Before the qualifying war, I don't want to let the winning streak end."

Fang Hanluo pinched his chin, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were burning with war spirit. He said with a smile, "I have a premonition that he should be able to fully stimulate my potential. As long as I win him, I have a great chance to impact on the top ten at this dragon feast."

"A lot of thinking."

Ye Qingfeng doesn't care about it.

Just a madman, always looking for a breakthrough in the war, as long as a little careless will die very miserable. Still want to enter the top ten, can survive to the qualifying war, are unknown.

As if in order to confirm his words, in the next war, he used only three moves to defeat the opponent.

Once again, the power of the three unique claws is displayed in front of the world.

The game continues.

The scuffle of other groups was also wonderful, with three kings and seven Ying appearing one after another to show their strength to the world.

The number of new comers who can keep winning in a row is less and less.

Bai Lixuan, Yue Weiwei, and the mysterious black robed swordsman Zhu Qingshan, these other groups are still maintaining the winning rookies, more and more dazzling.

The black and yellow gas in the dragon cloud jade pendant on the body, the light overflowing out, is as dazzling as the starlight, which is extremely conspicuous.

After a few rounds, Lin Yun did not encounter too strong opponents, waves without surprise won the game.

Unconsciously, he has won 15 games in a row.

"The sixth round, Lin Yun..."

The referee's voice rang out, when Lin Yun appeared, the noise of the scene immediately became quiet.A spectacle appeared, countless people immediately moved their eyes away from other climbing platforms, and their eyes were hot.

Some of the four and seven groups, who had not yet fought with Lin Yun, looked ugly and complained to themselves.

Now everyone knows Lin Yun's strong and strong, and the danger degree of his name is no less than jueshen and Jifeng.

"In the sixth round, Lin Yun fights Ye Qingfeng!"

The referee's voice dropped completely, the scene atmosphere immediately became hot, this battle is bound to be wonderful.

Ye Qingfeng is still a winning streak, and is the only rookie under ziyue Dongtian gate who is so rebellious. Zongmen place high hopes on him.

"The two men are at last in line."

"Hehe, in terms of the four and seven groups, in addition to juechen and Jifeng, Lin Yun's real opponents are not many, which are ye Qingfeng and Fang Hanluo."

"I don't know if the face of purple moon cave can be preserved."

All kinds of comments were heard, ye Qingfeng sneered in his heart, and he ascended the Dragon platform with a cold look.

Soon, Lin Yun also went up.

Ye Qingfeng's eyes swept, and his eyes were filled with excitement. He said with a smile: "I have been looking forward to this war for a long time."

"Soon, you won't expect it."

Lin Yun said casually.

The voice did not fall, ye Qingfeng's face was black, this boy should not be so arrogant!

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