The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1713: Sword infatuated Zhao Yan

　　 Chapter 1713

　　First on the Dragon List, who doesn’t want it?

　　 Lin Yun is naturally no exception. With his personality, if he is still in Jianzong, he will definitely fight for the first place.

　　 Either you don’t come, if you come, you will fight for first place.

　　 But right now, there is really no need to cause too much trouble. Watching the Six Great Sacred Grounds and the Fourth Young Master fight secretly for this number one, you know how hot the number one is.

　　 He is now a sensitive identity, there is no need to fight too much.

　　 But if there is a chance, it’s okay. Lin Yun is still very confident in the Turtle God Transformation.

　　 can be contended but not contended.

　　 He is also in a special state now, and his nine thousand zhang dragon veins are too amazing.

　　 I did not pay attention to the Dragon Tribulation. Lin Yun was not yet fully prepared to cross the Tribulation. He was not sure how terrifying the Nine Thousand Zhang Long Tribulation was.

　　 The most important thing is that Lin Yun has no bottom on his strength.

　　 He hasn't played against a real master for more than half a year. He has no accurate judgment on how strong his strength is.

　　I have been practicing the Way of Music for so long, and I am definitely not used to it suddenly.

The 　　 Langya Gala is all a little joke. Compared with Ji Lingfeng and others, those people are still a little too far behind.

　　" Everyone who can come to this martial arts tea party is a leader. I hope you don’t care about winning or losing. Even if you lose, you are not afraid. As long as you have some progress in martial arts perception, you will be rewarded. ."

　　Akiyama-kun said loudly: "I am below this dragon list today, I don't know who is the leader, dare to be the first to appear!"

　　"Hahaha, let me start! Ghost Yunzong Chengxiong is here, who wants to fight me!"

　　 Almost when Qiushan-kun’s voice fell, there was a figure falling on the thunder and blood battle platform like lightning.

　　 Cheng Xiong's strength is very strong in the outside world, ranking within five thousand on the Long Yun list, but it is not so conspicuous in this Thunder Blood Plaza.

　　 The purpose of his first appearance is also very clear, that is, to be the first to show his face and fight for his fame.

　　 Otherwise, with his strength, if he appears midway through, no one will remember him.

　　 Besides, this martial arts tea party is different from martial arts and arena battles. The atmosphere is relatively friendly.

　　 He is also a well-known leader on the Long List. He is ranked much higher than him, so he definitely disdains to shoot him. Those who are really willing to play against him must be ranked the same, or are ranked lower than him.

　　 So the worst result is a bit inferior, and it is not ugly to lose.

　　"Zhongying in the Hanging Palace, I will meet you!"

　　 Brush!

　　 A figure rose from the sky and came directly to the thunder and blood battle platform.

　　 The Hanging Hall and Ghost Yunzong are both forces of the celestial evil sea. If you don't count the background and Yaoguang, their overall strength is almost the same as Jianzong.

　　 Two people are separated by a hundred meters, and after bowing their hands, their bodies burst out with powerful aura instantly.

　　's eyes became extremely sharp, each looking for a flaw in the other's Qi machine.

　　唰!

　　 In the end, Cheng Xiong took the lead and killed him with a flash.

　　 The two afterimages changed in mid-air. The two quickly fought together, one using a spear and the other using a giant axe. The fight was extremely fierce.

　　 Each cultivation base is in the eighth dragon vein, and the dragon vein is more than thousands of feet long.

　　 It can be seen that the level of this martial arts tea party is indeed not low. If you walk out of the dragon vein of two people, it will be thousands of feet.

　　 And these two people are on the Longyun list, and the ranking has just entered five thousand.

　　Of course, regardless of age, many dragon veins of two or three hundred years old will stay on the list, covering the entire Eastern Desolation.

　　 Once out of Thunder and Blood Square, the two of them walked out at random. They can be said to be young talents. It is not too much to say an enchantment.

After 　　 Banzhuxiang, Cheng Xiong, who used the giant axe, won, and the battle ended.

　　 The two made a good start, and then from the beginning, the leaders of the various sects of the Eastern Desolation appeared one after another.

　　Occasionally, there are even several matches going on at the same time.

　　The battle platform infested with the Holy Blood became extremely hot, and when the fighting was the fiercest, there were even star signs. Various ghost-level martial arts have erupted with terrifying visions, which opened eyes to many people.

　　 Jianzong's side, sword infatuated Zhao Yan, big brother Gu Ruochen, Gongsun Yan and others are all overwhelmed.

　　 After Zhao Yan won a game, everyone else lost.

　　 This is also normal!

　　 After all, they were all the evil spirits of Long Yunbang. They had only left the deserted ancient battlefield for half a year, and it hadn't been a year before they were full.

　　 is able to fight with these evil spirits, it is very good.

　　 Give them some more time, they will definitely grow up.

　　 Besides, Zhao Yan won!

　　"This guy is still the same as before."

　　Under the hat, Lin Yun looked at Zhao Yan in the distance and said softly.

　　 Zhao Yan has no gods in his eyes, staring at the battle platform, but his eyes are not in focus, as if asleep.

　　It seems like the previous victory is a trivial matter.

　　 Lin Yun believes that if one day he masters the sword intent of the sky, with this obsession and simplicity, Zhao Yan will definitely be able to master the sword heart.

The 　　 tea party will continue to be held, and the leader of the Holy Land has also appeared.

　　, but the few people at the head, perhaps because of the appearance of the dragon list, all appeared to be quite cautious and forbearing, and did not take the lead on the stage, as if they were competing for tolerance.

　　 Lin Yun has no interest in other sects.

After 　　, a few people from Jianzong appeared on the stage, but they all lost without exception. Even Mu Xueqin also lost when he appeared on the stage. Her opponent was Cheng Xiong who took the lead in the battle.

　　 Lin Yun frowned slightly. The Golden Generation of Jianzong was destroyed eighteen years ago, and his vitality is still a bit too hurt.

　　 led to the generation of the dragon vein realm super masters. Now this group of new generations, the growth time is still too short.

　　"Is Jianzong at this level?"

　　The winning Cheng Xiong smiled, looked back, and said softly: "It's not addictive, there are still people who fight with me again!"

　　 Some people like to pick soft persimmons, and Cheng Xiong is this type of person.

　　 Although Sword Sect's comprehensive strength is not very strong, its background is amazing. Yaoguang is famous throughout the Eastern Famine.

　　 pinches such a soft persimmon, the presence is still quite strong.

　　 As expected, Cheng Xiong's provocation immediately attracted the attention of many people.

　　"Jian Jingtian became the king of heaven, the whereabouts of the funeral of the **** is unknown, and Jianzong lacks leaders, so it is still not a climate."

　　"It’s quite embarrassing to say that this martial arts tea party can be so lively, and it is because of the sword that shocks the sky, but today the sword sect has no sense of existence."

　　"Shook the sky far away, the burial flowers are hard to sing, Yaoguang is in the same vein, and there is no successor!"

　　 Someone whispered and even read a limerick. However, most people have a rather pitiful look, and don't look down on them too much.

　　 is just a little embarrassed, the prestigious Sword Sect, even Cheng Xiong can provoke.

　　If the sword is still shocking the sky, let alone Cheng Xiong, the four gentlemen present and the people from the six sacred places all dare not fart.

　　 Jianzong and others looked embarrassed, just when Ye Ziling couldn't help it.

　　 "I will meet you."

　　Zhao Yan stood up, slammed, and landed on the thunder and blood battle platform again.

　　唰!

　　 Without any nonsense, Zhao Yan drew his sword and swept over.

　　锵锵锵锵!

　　The holy sword collided with the giant axe, colliding with dazzling sparks, and the two figures were almost making a very harsh sound.

　　 After dozens of moves, Cheng Xiong held the giant axe in both hands and rushed again.

　　 Boom!

　　His eight-fold dragon vein cultivation has exploded, and Zhao Yan, whose cultivation is at a disadvantage, suffers a lot.

　　 Before the giant axe fell, I was shaken back by the air wave for several steps~IndoMTL.com~Boom!

　　 But with this blow, Zhao Yan blocked it after all.

　　 He is very calm, always looking for the opponent's flaws, a sword stabbed the opponent's weakest offensive place, and broke this move with the strongest edge.

　　 Cheng Xiong was so surprised, his moves became more fierce.

In the 　　 scene, Cheng Xiong has the advantage, but Zhao Yan can always find the best time to shoot the sword, and the latter will come first, and he will not be chaotic.

　　While this is going down, Cheng Xiong's mood is getting confused.

　　 can't go on like this!

　　 "Open Heaven Slash!" Cheng Xiong shouted loudly, offering a ghost-level killer move, and the majestic Dragon Yuan evolved into a vast and boundless terrifying vision.

　　 Amidst chaos, a giant axe opens the sky, and three thousand stars bloom at the same time.

　　 But who knows, facing this majestic blow, Zhao Yan is still in danger. Others swiftly swung their swords on the spot, and a group of figures burst out of his body, and those figures wandered away like ink-and-wash strokes.

　　"Xuan!"

　　 When the giant axe fell, he backhanded his sword, and an ancient mysterious character appeared.

　　bang!

　　The giant axe fell on the blade like a mountain, and the blade shuddered slightly and bounced it back directly.

　　噗呲!

　　 caught off guard, Cheng Xiong was defeated on the spot, and a mouthful of blood came out.

　　"What kind of swordsmanship is this..."

　　 Cheng Xiong fell to the ground, a fierce wound opened on his chest, which was injured by his huge axe.

　　 [This chapter is a bit short, it’s okay, I will continue to write, but it will be very late and late, everyone, don’t wait, Meimei sleep and see tomorrow morning. 】