The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 779: No sound at this time

Chapter 799

　　When everyone was secretly surprised, the situation on the Rising Dragon Platform changed rapidly.

　　 Many people feel that Yang Teng's sword strength is intact, and injury is not the point. For the evildoer of Yang Teng's level, this kind of injury is completely harmless.

　　 As long as he has survived two moves and the boundless momentum accumulated by Dayan Sword Art, he will launch a thunder counterattack.

　　 is the so-called one blast, then decline, and then exhaustion.

　　 Ye Qingfeng can't keep the current fierce momentum to the end, because that will quickly deplete the true essence.

　　 The situation is as everyone expected. When Ye Qingfeng's ultimate move changed again, Yang Teng looked quite embarrassed. Still retreating step by step, he was almost forced out of the Rising Dragon Terrace, but his sword strength was still intact.

　　 The vast sword intent scattered out, even became more and more vast, like water waves scattered on the vast Rising Dragon platform.

　　 As long as he launches a counterattack, he will definitely be extremely fierce, and Ye Qingfeng, who is exhausted, will definitely find it difficult to parry.

　　"There is only one trick left. I want to see how Ye Qingfeng defeats Yang Teng."

　　 Bai Ling gave a sneer, glanced at Lin Yun, the corners of his mouth looked quite disdainful.

　　嘭!

　　 But his voice fell, and there was a shocking shock from the stage, but Ye Qingfeng's expression was fierce, and he severely chopped a foot on the ring.

　　 rumbling!

　　 Shenglongtai in the Jiulong Lake trembles violently, and the surrounding lake is constantly surging. The Dayan sword power that Yang Teng dispersed was all shattered by this foot, like a calm lake being crushed by a foot.

　　Yang Teng's face suddenly changed slightly. The sword momentum that spread out was his hole card to counterattack the opponent later.

　　If you are shattered, how to win?

　　 hiss!

　　 just about to make a move, the shattered sword force did not let it be called, the purple moon shrouded in the ring is full of light, madly swallowed and absorbed.

　　 For a while, the purple moon was like a bottomless pit, and the fragmented sword power turned into wisps of smoke, pouring into it continuously.

　　 Boom!

　　The moonlight was dazzling in time, especially dazzling, and the sudden change made Yang Teng obviously surprised.

　　 "Fail!"

　　 Ye Qingfeng roared, strode forward, bathing in purple moonlight. Turning the claw into a fist, the blow blasted toward his heart like lightning.

　　 Clang!

　　 The fist light fell on the sword, and with a tremor, Yang Teng still blasted out blood and flew away. Obviously, Yang Teng's hasty return to defense could not stop a terrifying blow.

　　 He was directly blasted out of the ring, and the mysterious yellow energy in the jade pendant on his waist was continuously plundered.

　　"Purple Moon Heart Sutra!"

　　 Qing Mu Ge Bai Ling's face looked a little ugly, he obviously underestimated the power of this unique school, and was able to swallow those swords for his own use at a critical moment.

　　 Brother Bai Ling, Juechen from Nanhua Qiyingzhong looked at Lin Yun with a rather calm expression.

　　 didn't seem to be surprised by this result, but was a little curious about how Lin Yun saw it.

　　 As for the others, their expressions are a bit complicated, and they are actually the same as Lin Yun said. Within two moves, Ye Qingfeng defeated Yang Teng and beat Bai Ling in the face severely.

　　 The secret confrontation came to an end, no one dared to look down upon Lin Yun.

　　 The seven-group and four-group melee continued unhurriedly. Those Feng Wudao, Fang Hanluo, Juechen and others who performed brilliantly in the points match have won their respective victories.

　　 Among them, Juechen is the strongest. His opponent did not admit defeat, as if he wanted to take a chance.

　　 After all, both left and right are losing. It's better to fight for it. The **** nature of many young leaders in the knockout matches has been inspired. In the face of these horror figures in the seven British countries, it is not like the first round of points competition, people will directly give in before they show up.

　　 It's a pity, this Juechen is too strong.

　　 Most people didn't even see how he shot, his opponent vomited blood and was directly shocked by the air.

　　Feng Wudao is a master of winning streak all the way in the seven groups. He still continues the myth of his winning streak, winning cleanly and extremely aggressively.

　　 makes people feel that there are still many hidden means that have not been offered.

　　, it was Fang Hanluo. This Vietnam War became stronger, and he was used to breaking through his own wonderful work in the war, and he was a little lucky to win. His opponent was very strong, and the two finally met with more than 500 moves before he barely won and suffered serious injuries.

　　 can look at his nonchalant face, which makes people feel very strange.

　　"Mixed team battle, Lin Yun vs. Bai Ling!"

　　 The referee's voice sounded again. Among the dazzling characters, Lin Yun and Bai Ling, who had not yet appeared, were actually grouped together.

　　"Ye Qingfeng, who do you think has a better chance of winning."

　　 After the two came on stage, someone asked Ye Qingfeng.

　　 Ye Qingfeng already knew that Lin Yun had previously asserted that the two moves must win. That person also wanted to test his vision and see how Lin Yun was defined in his eyes.

　　 Ye Qingfeng smiled indifferently, glanced at Juechen, and muttered: "Although I don’t like this kid very much, Qingmu Pavilion ranks last among the nine overlords, so Bai Ling wants to defeat Lin Yun with 50% chance. No."

　　 In front of Juechen, Ye Qingfeng, who was born in Ziyue Dongtian, dared to be so arrogant when he said that the Qingmu Pavilion was not good enough.

　　"Maybe, but Lin Yun wants to win against Bai Ling, it's not that simple. It's hard to say whether it will win or lose."

　　 Juechen smiled mysteriously, as if Bai Ling still had a strong hole in his hand.

　　 on the rising dragon platform.

　　 Bai Ling looked at Lin Yun coldly, and said in deep thought: "You have good eyesight, but a master can do it. It's not just your eyesight. Wanting to win is not as simple as you think."

　　 What he said was not like he was speaking to Lin Yun, it was more like he was speaking to himself.

　　 To a certain extent, eyesight is strength, and you can see far when you stand tall. When the mixed team faced Lin Yun in the first battle, Bai Ling's pressure was still considerable.

　　 "Maybe easier than I thought."

　　 Lin Yun looked calm and said casually.

　　 Bai Ling frowned, Lin Yun's calm attitude made him a little nervous and nervous. The light and windy expression didn't seem to put himself too much in his eyes, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

　　What kind of hole does this guy have?

　　 Both of them had ten consecutive victories to advance in their respective teams. This battle was destined to end in a winning streak, which attracted the attention of many spectators.

　　 "I can feel the sword intent in your body, let's draw the sword, otherwise you may not even have the chance to draw the sword."

　　 With the burial foil in hand, Lin Yun looked at the opponent and said calmly.

　　When this statement came out, it caused a lot of uproar. Bai Ling did not use a sword for the ten consecutive victories before.

　　 "Arrogant! Who wins and who loses, maybe?"

　　 The anger in Bai Ling's eyes could no longer be suppressed, but he did raise his hand and drew his sword out of the sheath, as Lin Yun said.

　　锵!

　　 The sword sound was blaring, the sword light flickered, and the majestic sword power rose into the sky like a violent water column. In an instant, Bai Ling's sword power reached an extremely powerful level, making many people shine.

　　 "Wind!"

　　The moment when the sword was violent, Bai Ling took the sword and killed it. The wind rolled, and the white-collar people's swords rushed over like a waterspout.

　　 This move is somewhat similar to Lin Yun's Heavenly Broken Cloud, but the mood is completely different.

　　 is based on wind, supplemented by water, and man and sword are one.

　　 Click! Click!

　　 There was another sword sound, and the burial flower was out of its sheath an inch, and the waterspout that rushed over burst into pieces. When the funeral flowers were all pulled out, the autumn water-like sword body wafted with dreamlike light, and Bai Ling's figure was directly forced out.

　　 "So strong."

　　 Bai Ling was surprised in her heart, among his peers, he had never seen such a terrifying sword technique. Just the momentum of raising the sword out of its sheath broke his ultimate move.

　　 Mind moved slightly, Bai Ling knew that he could no longer retain his strength, and urged the sword intent.

Under the blessing of 　　 sword intent, the broken sword power of Bai Ling reunites like dust, and it is more condensed and thick for you. From sand dunes to towering mountains, the rise of lonely peaks is unstoppable.

　　 This is the power of Jianyi!

　　 Lin Yun's expression was calm, and he did not sacrifice the sword intent, only greeted the enemy with the Purple Kite Sword Art.

　　 The next moment, the figures of the two of them flickered on the platform. As the figure changes, the blades collide and sparks are flying.

　　 Many people in the audience suddenly kept their eyes on them, staring at the two fighting. This battle is indeed exciting enough, both of them have extremely sharp swordsmanship, and their cultivation is equally unfathomable.

　　 The sword light passing by from time to time is dazzling and stunning.

　　The blurry figure, shaking constantly, every time it crosses is extremely thrilling. All the leaders with some strength are shocked and stunned.

　　 But gradually, some doubts arose in these people's hearts, Lin Yun didn't use sword intent?

　　 According to the rumors, Lin Yun's sword intent is unpredictable, and it is the existence of Fengmao Water chestnut throughout the ancient Nanhua domain.

　　 At the moment, the fighting is so dangerous that Lin Yun can actually kill his opponent with only exquisite swordsmanship, which is really a bit puzzled.

　　 Lin Yun didn't think too much about it. He had long thought about whether he could not reveal his cards.

　　 Besides, he didn't support it much, and the Purple Kite Sword Art hardly retained much. The ice crystal-like purple iris flower in the purple mansion has bloomed halfway, and the vast true essence is flooding the body, and the sword strength poured into the funeral flower is not weak at all.

　　 entangled for a long time, Bai Ling has never been able to gain the slightest advantage, and deep in her heart is more frightened by the war. Lin Yun is like a cold pool with no bottom, the more you fight, the more you can feel the unfathomable depth of the opponent.

　　 I don’t believe it, I can’t force your true strength.

　　 Bai Ling knew that he could not see through the depth of the opponent, and would never have a chance to win, so he roared now

　　"Autumn wind and falling leaves sweep the world!"

　　 He urged his own Xiaocheng sword intent to the limit, and the autumn wind blew, a sense of sadness filled the dragon platform. The sound of woof, the chill in people's ears, the body couldn't help shaking.

The perfect fusion of 　　 sword intent and sword intent, this Bai Ling does have some talent, and only a master can master the power of this ultimate move.

　　 It's a pity... ran into me.

　　Sky Broken Clouds!

　　 Lin Yun shook his wrist fiercely, and ten waterspouts whizzed away, covering the sky and the sun, squeezing the entire Rising Dragon Terrace into a gap.

　　 Click, click!

　　 Under the blast of the two killer moves, Bai Ling was shocked in an instant, blood stains overflowing from the corners of his mouth. His pupils shrank abruptly. What kind of technique this guy is practicing, can burst out such a powerful killer in an instant, it is incredible.

　　 can’t hide.

　　"Sound of the wind!"

　　 Bai Ling's eyes flashed with a harsh color, this trick is extremely powerful~IndoMTL.com~ It can even severely damage the evil spirits of half a step. He hasn't fully mastered it yet, and once the sacrifice is made, he will be hurt a lot.

　　 At this point, there is nothing to be afraid of.

　　 He held the sword hilt in both hands, his clothes agitated frantically, and lightning flashed above his head. In the frenzied ascent, Bai Ling's expression became extremely sullen, and he felt as if even the Shenglongtai could be split in half.

　　 Lin Yun had a meal in his heart, and felt the aura of danger. This is the first time that the feast of dragons has been fighting.

　　, it was almost instinctive. The moment that terrifying killer move was about to be sacrificed, Lin Yun sacrificed Dacheng's innate sword intent.

　　 is also innate sword intent, but the difference between Xiaocheng and Dacheng is like the gap between heaven and earth.

　　 Especially Lin Yun's innate mastery of sword intent is almost beyond the ability to think, including opponents, and even Lin Yun himself.

　　 He just felt the threat, and his body responded instinctively, responding as quickly as possible at the least cost.

　　噗呲!

　　Electro-light flint instantly, Bai Ling, who held the sword in both hands, vomited blood, and the person was knocked out like a rainbow and landed on the shore.

　　His sword was still in the air, but the man fainted on the shore, blood was constantly gushing from the wound on his chest.

　　 sway!

　　 The long sword fell to the ground, swaying, making a crisp sound, awakening everyone.

　　 eyes widened one by one, staring at Lin Yun, his eyes were almost glaring, but his neck seemed to be choked and he couldn't speak.

　　 What kind of swordsmanship is this?

　　The gods and ghosts are all shocked, and people are quickly scared to death.