The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1176: Sword infatuated Zhao Yan


Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Six

Qingyan Square, which was fairly calm, became extremely noisy after Feng Xiaoyu's words.

Especially his deceiving me, Qingyan County, there is no one!

It even made the leaders of Qingyan County City present indignant, and clamored with passion one by one.

Lin Yun is just an outsider after all. Compared with Feng Xiaoyu's popularity in Qingyan County, he cannot be smaller. With a few words, Feng Xiaoyu turned Lin Yun into a bully, and a group of people were noisy and prevented Lin Yun from leaving.

Feng Xiaoyu looked indifferent and sneered in her heart. It's not that easy to leave.

The show has just begun!

Lin Yun's gaze fell on the young man in front of him. Thoughtfully, this man was also arranged by Feng Xiaoyu.

"Your sister was indeed blinded by me. I never deny what I have done, but that was also the first thing she took to goug my eyes." Lin Yun looked at each other and said calmly.

"It doesn’t matter who made the move, the important thing is that you did blind her eyes. There is no reason for the brothers not to make the move. If you and I fight, whoever loses will let the opponent blind his eyes. If you want to leave or stay, I won't stop you from Chen Ying!"

Chen Ying stared at Lin Yun, with murderous intent in her eyes, and said every word.

Unreasonable!

In Lin Yun's view, the typical brain of this person is faulty, which is inexplicable. If things are not right, I have told him very clearly, and even if I don’t want to be merciless, Lin Yun was not very polite, and said coldly: "Get out of the way."

"Today you have to fight without fighting!"

Chen Ying stomped on the ground fiercely on the sole of her foot, flew out, drew her sword out of its sheath, and slashed towards Lin Yun like lightning.

He was not in a hurry to sacrifice the martial arts of the Holy Spirit, but his true essence alone made the power of this sword extremely terrifying.

It can be easily judged that this person is far superior to Yan Zijing.

Looking at the other party's sword light constantly expanding in his eyes, Lin Yun's eyes condensed slightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, where is the confidence.

Mao and Gou, dare to do anything to yourself.

Boom!

His sword power spread slightly, like a lofty mountain, instantly becoming unattainable and unfathomable.

In almost an instant, Chen Ying's sword seemed to plunge into the sea, unable to extricate herself, but at a loss. It was obvious that Lin Yun was right in front of him, as towering as a mountain, but his sharp edge couldn't lock Lin Yun, and he was stuck in it, like a leaf blinding him without seeing Mount Tai.

This...what's going on?

Chen Ying was immediately terrified. With the pierced sword, the sword broke crazily. He drew back and dared not stay long.

Chang!

Just half a step back, Lin Yun pulled out the sword in his hand, and the burial flower was unsheathed, like a dragon in a pond.

Crack!

A crackling sound of gold and stone cracked, and the sword in Chen Ying's hand was directly cut off.

The sword wind blew her face, causing Chen Ying's cheeks to tremble, swinging like waves, her long hair splitting, and her eyes unable to open.

After waiting for a while, he woke up and looked at Lin Yun again. The expression in his eyes couldn't help but was terrified, muttering: "I lost..."

"Then leave these eyes."

Lin Yun said lightly.

"Don't, don't..."

When Chen Ying heard Lin Yun's words, her pupils suddenly shrank, her legs and feet trembled frantically, and she begged for mercy: "I...I'm just making a joke. Besides, Brother Lin, you are leaving, I am Just give way."

Puff!

The answer to him was a ray of sword light, which was like a flash of lightning. After a while, Chen Ying's eyes were stabbed blind by Lin Yun.

He let out a heartbreaking scream, covered his eyes, and knelt down.

The cry was too miserable, the scalp was numb, and the sweat kept cold. Looking at Lin Yun one by one, his expression gradually changed.

This person is too cruel!

Yan Zijing and Chen Ying were defeated by each other with a single sword.

The throat was cut off, and one was pierced and blinded.

The famous sword conference has never been so bloody.

Such a fierce picture has caused a great impact on them, and they were unable to speak for a while.

"Why is this guy so strong?!" Feng Xiaoyu on Feitiantai showed embarrassment. The two she arranged for Lin Yun were nothing but waste.

Boom!

Lin Yun took the sword and returned it to its sheath, kicked Chen Ying, who was kneeling on the ground, into the air with one kick, and said lightly: "I want to go, why are you stopping me?"

In the screams, Chen Ying was kicked into the air by Lin Yun like rubbish, and after landing, many people were knocked down before they could dodge.

"This guy is too arrogant..."

On the Qingyan Square below, many leaders gritted their teeth, all wishing to go up and clean up Lin Yun.

After seeing the opponent's methods, he immediately wakes up. If the cultivation base is limited to Tianpu, most of the people present will not be his opponents.

Once uploaded, the end may be as miserable as Chen Ying.

Shoo!

Just when the crowd was silent, a figure spread out his arms and slowly landed on the battle platform. He stopped Lin Yun's path, and said in a deep voice, "Since Brother Lin is here, don't leave in a hurry. The strength is completely enough to participate in the famous sword conference. The third lady did not worship the sword post for you, it seems that there is indeed some misunderstanding.

Lin Yun looked up and saw that this life was quite handsome, with a faint pockmark on his face, but the slight traces did not affect that face much.

Zhao Yan!

Lin Yun immediately remembered Ye Feifan's introduction. Although the guy's mouth was broken, he was really impressive after the introduction.

He is one of the four masters of this year's Famous Sword Conference, and the top one thousand transcendent evildoers on the list of the Eastern Desolate Star Lord, this is an out-and-out cruel man.

The Star Monarch Ranking is a ranking for the entire Eastern Wilderness. The first ten thousand are the hurdles, the first five thousand are the second hurdles, and the first thousand are another world.

"Just leave, I think you are not happy enough. The two wastes, in fact, do not even have the qualifications to let you draw a sword. Fight with me. I will definitely make you happy, depending on whether you can make me Have fun!"

Zhao Yan squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes flashed with dazzling sharp edges. He was very interested in Lin Yun.

See Lie Xinxi, don't want to miss it.

Lin Yun looked at each other and smiled: "Your Excellency is worthy of me, but this sword conference is so smoggy, I really don't have much interest."

"Are you afraid of me?"

The corner of Zhao Yan's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled: "The cultivation base is limited to the Celestial Soul Realm. You still have a 10% chance to win. You are from the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. You should have practiced the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords. Let me see and see. !"

On the Feitian stage, everyone looked surprised.

Lin Yun actually aroused Zhao Yan's interest. Zhao Yan is an extraordinary one among the top thousand on the Star Lord list, and his future achievements are bound to be immeasurable.

"What the **** does this guy have? No matter what, it's just a celestial spirit. How can Ho Dee fight Zhao Yan!" Feng Xiaoyu's face was gloomy and dissatisfied. Zhao Yan's words made her look dull. It seemed that I was making trouble unreasonably.

The strength in the field is the most unpredictable, known as a pair of sword eyes, Gongsun Yan, who can see through the world of swordsmanship, smiled indifferently, and whispered: "He is not just a celestial soul."

"Oh?"

Others were puzzled, and many people couldn't help but look at him.

Gongsun Yan said faintly: "The first sword is okay. Many people can do it with respect to Yanzi. But this second sword is very impressive. Anyone who has the sword intent can see it. Just how terrifying is Lin Yun’s sword power. Zhao Yan is known as a sword idiot. If he can see him, he won’t care about the identity of the other party.

The other people's expressions were slightly shocked, Gongsun Yan's evaluation of Lin Yun was so high?

Feng Xingyang showed dissatisfaction. He is a member of the Feng family, so he naturally wants to protect Feng Xiaoyu, and said coldly: "How can you respect him?"

Gongsun Yan smiled, not arguing with him, and said faintly: "Just look at it and you will know."

Gongsun Yan is the strongest person in the field regardless of his strength or reputation. Although there are four hot spots in this famous sword tournament

Candidate. But in the eyes of many swordsmen, Gongsun Yan and the other three are at the same level, at least half the level.

His words caused a great sensation, and Zhao Yan's battle against Lin Yun became extremely eye-catching.

On the battle stage, when Lin Yun was confronting Zhao Yan, a voice came over: "Brother Lin, this pock is a sword idiot. He looks for you. Even if you leave the famous sword conference, you will catch up. No Fighting with you will never stop."

Lun Yun followed the sound and saw that the speaker was a young man who was younger than him. With sword eyebrows and star eyes, bright eyes and white teeth, he was extremely beautiful, and it was Ye Feifan who sneaked back back.

He winked at Lin Yun and smiled, his tone of voice was quite flattering.

"What he said is true, even if you leave the famous sword conference, I will chase you."

Zhao Yan smiled, his eyes condensed warfare, staring at Lin Yun, and said in a deep voice: "Fight me!"

Lin Yun was silent for a moment, and then smiled suddenly: "If the famous sword conference is a sword idiot like you, it is actually quite interesting to think about it, I promise you."

"Then don't let me down too much!"

Zhao Yan grinned, and his sword box bounced back, and a simple and heavy black long sword appeared in his hand.

"This sword is named Lei Ying, and its core sacred pattern is the seventh-rank thunder sacred pattern. There are also three hundred sacred patterns. It is four feet three long and weighs a hundred ding! I have used this sword to kill eight young men in one breath The venerable of the **** pill realm, barely humiliated it."

Lin Yun looked at the sword in his hand and said faintly: "Buried flowers."

"This sword is not a holy soldier, isn't it? I'm not accustomed to changing swords. You can borrow a holy sword from the Hidden Sword Tower. Feng Lou's owner should sell me a bit of face." Zhao Yan smiled, and then looked away. Feng Xuanzi at the place glanced.

"Quick!"

Feng Xuanzi said lightly.

Wow! Whoosh! Whoosh!

When the voice fell, ten sword attendants flew out of the towering hidden sword tower, each holding a sword box in both hands.

There is no doubt that the sacred soldiers placed in the box should be no worse than Raikage.

Feng Xuanzi actually borrowed the sword?

The atmosphere of the entire Qingyan Square suddenly became very solemn, and everyone looked tense, vaguely feeling that the famous sword conference had only officially started now.

"Young Master Lin, choose any sword. The sword borrowed from the Hidden Sword Tower has never been returned." The sword attendant, headed by the ten, looked cold and arrogant, and showed the school hospital to Lin Yun and talked about Tibet. They are quite proud of Jianlou.

"Brother Lin, choose all of them. The Cangjianlou family has a great career, so I won't mind."

Below, Ye Feifan winked his eyebrows and smiled. The corners of the swordsman's mouth twitched. Where did the guy come from?

The leading sword servant stared at Lin Yun fiercely. He was really worried about Lin Yun. He borrowed all the ten holy swords in one go. Ye Feifan had a hippy smile and didn't care.

Lin Yun did not open the sword box, but refused directly: "No, I just want to bury the flowers."

"Are you sure?"

Lin Yun nodded, the sword servant chief frowned slightly, and stopped talking with the others.

Is this looking for death?

Everyone was puzzled~IndoMTL.com~ There were surprises in their eyes.

Zhao Yan was taken aback for a while, and then smiled: "It's okay, I can understand you. Since you don't change the sword, then I won't take advantage of you. You have survived ten moves in my hands, and I have lost. "

Wow!

But as soon as his voice fell, he felt a cold glow, making himself like an ice cave.

I looked up, but Lin Yun's icy gaze fell on him.

Lin Yun's eyes were cold, and the sharpness between his eyebrows was sharp, and he raised his voice: "Limiting the cultivation base to the Celestial Soul Realm can't exert the power of the holy sword. Ten tricks can't make me happy. You still Be serious, otherwise I will lose later, and I won’t give you a chance to fight again."

This guy!

The smile on Zhao Yan's face instantly solidified, his heart shook, and his expression was extremely solemn.

[There is still at night. 】()

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