The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 461: Hell mode, turn it on!
Chapter 461
I disagree!
The young man's voice is not loud, but in this silent Longmen Square, everyone can hear it clearly.
After everyone was stunned, a faint smile appeared on their faces. What if you disagree.
"Hehe, is Lin Yun crazy, right?"
"The rules of the Dragon Gate Competition, let alone him, even if the master of the sword pavilion comes, there is no way to disagree."
"It is estimated that I was late before, so I have a problem, but the rules are the rules. At the moment, this is a mess, which makes people laugh."
disagree, could it be possible to change the rules of Dragon Gate Competition?
Many people shook their heads, their faces were unhappy, but they were all waiting to see the final battle.
Yunzhen and Qin Yu both had a sneer flashing on their faces, showing disdain, even the referee laughed.
"Laugh? What's so ridiculous, all previous Dragon Gate competitions have not all **** mode. I won in the loser group, don’t I have the right to choose the **** mode?"
The boy looked cold, staring at the referee, and said coldly.
**** mode!
Boom!
The people who were sneered, were taken aback for a moment, and then they buzzed in their minds and exploded.
On the stage of the king's battle, Si Xueyi, Bai Lixuan, Yun Zhen and Qin Yu, their complexions changed drastically, and their eyes fell on Lin Yun at the same time.
Even the prince sitting on the Violet Throne's eyelids jerked.
In the VIP seats, the hearts of many sects are also beating wildly.
**** mode, it’s a bit crazy. It was a wheel fight, defeating the top four, one by one, and there was no rest in the middle.
If you fail, you will face the cruel punishment of disqualification from your son, and you will have nothing.
Has anyone in history initiated the **** mode?
Yes!
Has anyone won the **** mode?
No!
not only did not, but the initiators of the **** mode did not end well. Nine out of ten, they all fell in the wheel of war, and their deaths were extremely miserable.
Even if he survives by chance, he will lose his place as a son.
has been a long, long time, no one has chosen to initiate the **** mode, how long has it been?
It was so long that everyone had forgotten it. When Lin Yun jumped up and said I disagree, no one thought of the **** mode.
Don't blame them, even the referee didn't expect it.
The **** mode has no precedent for success, and the punishment is so heavy, who would choose?
Before, Lin Yun said that he would fight Yun Zhen again.
But who would take it seriously?
Who would really think that Lin Yun dared to fight on wheels, with one enemy four, risking defeat to choose the **** mode?
No one.
"Lin Yun, you have to think about it. Hell mode, once you choose, you can't exit. You need to lose four people in a row to win. Once you lose, you will lose the name of the son!"
The referee looked solemn and asked in a deep voice.
"I have decided."
Lin Yun said calmly.
The referee looked hesitant, and he didn't dare to make a decision. He looked at King Qin on the purple throne.
Obviously, I want to consult the other person.
Qin Wang sneered and said: "Interesting, since he doesn't cherish the number of sons himself, why bother to stay, this king has no opinion."
"Your Majesty Qin, the old man has something to say."
Elder Luo Feng walked over in a hurry, and said in a thought: "Maybe, let me have a few words with Lin Yun."
"Hehe, what can I say."
Wen Yanbo laughed overcastly: "This sword slave himself said that he disagrees. Can you as an elder help someone make a decision? If you say nothing, it is difficult to chase a horse. I waited, just looked at the expensive Disciples, it’s good to create miracles."
"That's right. The referee agreed to the **** model he himself proposed, and His Majesty King Qin also agreed. Wherever it is, you can speak."
Elder Yuan Yin, the leader of Xuan Tianzong, said with a smile.
"That's right, besides, how do you know that Lin Yun must not perform miracles? Old ghost Luo, still have a little confidence in his disciples."
When other sects saw this, they all taunted.
Such an opportunity, how can they miss it, once Lin Yun fails. Not once, but definitely. As long as Lin Yun is defeated, the eighth son will be free, and the other sects will immediately have more opportunities.
Who would give up an opportunity for no reason?
Furthermore, this year's Dragon Gate Competition of the Lingxiao Jiange is also very brilliant, and it has already aroused many people's dissatisfaction.
In any case, Luo Feng will not be allowed to speak.
"Get down, this is the end, this king announced that the **** mode is just the beginning!"
King Qin flashed indifference in his eyes, and said without question.
Luo Feng shook his head helplessly, and returned to the sword pavilion, the worry in his eyes that could not be concealed.
"Elder, maybe Lin Yun has his own decision, don't worry too much."
Xinyan saw this and spoke to comfort her.
Luo Feng smiled bitterly: "I hope, just... forget it."
sighed, and he stopped talking.
Everyone knows what they haven't said, but the **** mode has no chance of winning at all.
"The first battle in **** mode, Lin Yun vs. Si Xueyi!"
On the king's stage, the referee glanced at the two of them, and quietly stepped back.
The entire Longmen Square was suddenly very nervous, and everyone turned their eyes to Lin Yun on the platform.
The **** mode that hasn't been activated for thousands of years has appeared in this Longmen Competition without warning.
The person who initiated it was Lin Yun, who himself had many controversies.
"It's crazy...In the form of a wheel fight, with one enemy and four, is there really a chance of winning? The name of the funeral of the **** is destined to be the best."
"Hehe, young and frivolous, everyone has ever. You can choose the **** mode, not frivolous, but ignorance."
"If he loses at the first stop, that's interesting, hehe."
"It’s hard to say, in the previous battle, Si Xueyi and Bai Lixuan were evenly matched, slightly inferior, and their strength was much stronger than that of Young Master Yanxin."
No one believes that Lin Yun can win. Many people even think that Lin Yun can't even win Si Xueyi.
"Although I admire your courage, I have lost two games in a row today, and I really don't want to lose again. Therefore, I will do my best in this battle and will not give you a chance."
Si Xueyi looked solemn and looked at the opponent sharply.
confronted Qin Yu, he voluntarily surrendered, fought against Bai Lixuan, and lost the top three rankings. Although he was convinced that he lost, it was a shame for someone so proud.
If you lose to Lin Yun again, it would be a great shame.
looked at Lin Yun, the whole body released a majestic sword power, the bright light in the eyes flickered, like a sharp sword stab Lin Yun.
"Si Xueyi really doesn't want to lose, he is very likely to sacrifice his martial soul this round." Many people thought to themselves that if they lost again in this battle, their faces were really blank.
咻!
Before long, when the sword power reached its peak, Si Xueyi held a folding fan and a thick white sword light fell from the sky to Lin Yun.
Lin Yun's complexion remained unchanged, and Qi Xuan Step quietly used, and the sword passed him.
The strong wind blew on him, Lin Yun walked in a leisurely manner, taking another step.
"Huh!"
Si Xueyi snorted coldly, spreading the folding fan in his hand, and chasing after him closely, his face was extremely cold.
His wrist kept shaking, the folding fan was opened and closed together, the sword light rose and fell, and the poems and songs on the fan surface flashed with streamer, turning the endless sword light into criss-cross rivers.
The rivers are surging, the waves are raging, and the sword is everywhere.
The Seven Profound Steps that had entered the Transformation Realm were urged to the extreme by Lin Yun, and afterimages violently burst into the Golden Crow Seal blooming.
true and false, false and true, countless afterimages, reborn after being annihilated by sword light.
"Pull the clouds and see the moon!"
Si Xueyi shouted in a deep anger, and the folding fan was in the open room, and across his face, as far as his eyes could be, his eyes were cold and cold.
Boom!
The endless sword force criss-crossed on the stage, like billowing white clouds, quietly dispersed. A ray of sword light, like a bright moon, pierced Lin Yun.
Where passed, a deep mark was left on the battle platform of the king.
"If you have this ability, you don't want to lose, I'm afraid you will lose too."
Lin Yun's eyes are suddenly sharp and wanton, and seeing the sword light that lifts the clouds and sees the moon, he is about to kill him.
He clenched his five fingers and stepped out.
At the moment when he took a step, the dragon roared and the wind and the clouds rose together, and between his hands, a Xianglong blasted out in the sky.
Condensed the dragon shadow's fist light, and smashed the sword light to pieces. The battle platform suddenly buzzed and shattered sword light everywhere.
Seven Profound Steps, people take a picture, seven punches in one step!
is another step forward. In an instant, Lin Yun walked out of the seven afterimages, each with a punch. When the seven punches are superimposed, the power in the punches reaches a terrifying level.
"So fast!"
Si Xueyi's eyes flashed with surprise, he still stayed at the moment when Lin Yun smashed the sword light, but he did not expect that the opponent's counterattack had already come.
At the moment, his body is like smoke, flashing by.
"Can you hide it?"
The look in Lin Yun's eyes is still sharp.
Seven Profound Steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!
gently stretched out his arms, Lin Yun rose into the sky like a golden crow, and followed him like a shadow.
Smoke and clouds are everywhere!
When there is no room for hair, Si Xueyi's figure spun out of thin air, and his figure was hazy in an instant, as if countless figures were spinning in front of Lin Yun at the same time.
"My body is not weaker than you."
Si Xueyi's mouth curled up with a smile, and silently, he killed Lin Yun behind him.
Yunlong's Fury!
The sword momentum of the smoke cloud spreading like white clouds on the battle platform, condensed into the outline of a cloud dragon. It was extremely huge, wrapped in a vast sword, and roared behind Lin Yun.
As soon as the killing intent was born, Lin Yun turned around, bursting with golden light on his body.
Vajra Seal, Po Kong Seal, Fumo Seal, Heaven Seal, Four Seals in One!
bang! boom! boom! boom!
Four Seals in One~IndoMTL.com~ With an unrivaled momentum, Lin Yun crushed the roaring Yunlong all the way, crushing the roaring Yunlong, and hit Si Xueyi with a punch in the blink of an eye Body.
噗呲!
Even though he had already reacted, the punch was too fast and too hard.
resisted, Si Xueyi vomited blood, and was violently shaken out.
Flying mirror under the moon, Yunsheng Jiehailou!
The King’s Platform, the vision suddenly came to life, on the vast water, clouds and mist, a bright moon, slowly rising.
Wuhun!
Si Xueyi sacrificed Wuhun, and the audience suddenly boiled. This Wuhun made a deep impression when he fought against Changji.
In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom!
But the bright moon has just risen out of the water from the clouds and mist, and has not yet vacated.
was swept across by a sword light.
Click!
In an instant, the bright moon was cut in half.
The vision fell apart, and Si Xueyi's face was so pale that there was no blood, and he knelt on one knee.
lifted his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, with a deep look of shock.
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