The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 831: War!
After Yue Weiwei fell, her face was obviously paler.
The eyes of the pavilion master of the sky demon pavilion flashed with worry, and he secretly said: "Little lord, your injury has never been healed, and the sky tone art can no longer be used. As for the young man, if I am If I remember correctly, he has an unusual relationship with the saint of Emperor Xuan Gong."
Yue Weiwei showed a blushing color on her face, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and she smiled lazily: "I know, but who called him my brother Yun, I don't want others to bully him."
The Lord of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion sighed, suddenly speechless.
This little lord is really wayward, but after thinking about it, if she is not wayward, she won't show up in front of her.
Even in the world, her father, called the Moon Demon Demon Emperor, can't hold her back, let alone him?
……
The night faded, and the battle continued.
After a few more rounds, Lin Yun has only three opponents left to fight, Zhu Qingshan, Zhao Wuji and Yu Haotian.
On the Shenglong stage, Jiang Ziye and Zhu Qingshan are playing against each other. The outcome between the two is crucial.
I wish Qing Shan had a chance to compete for the top three if he won. Once Jiang Ziye lost, he would only be ranked fifth.
Zhu Qingshan’s knife skills are undoubtedly strange, unpredictable and extremely difficult. But Jiang Ziye's cloud artistic conception is also ever-changing, and the power of Tianhuang Poyun Finger and Poyun Palm should not be underestimated.
Even if it is as strong as Zhu Qingshan, for a while, there is no way to find Jiang Ziye's flaws. I can only urge my sword intent to the limit, so that the sound of ghost crying and wolf howling and countless black sword lights are everywhere on this rising dragon platform.
"Soul Eater!"
The evil spirit wailed, Zhu Qingshan shot out nine swords in an instant, and first put the evil spirit with the sword intent into the opponent's body silently. Then nine strands of black knife light shattered the void, blooming with dazzling brilliance, and then killed them.
"Heavenly Desolation Poyun Finger!"
Jiang Ziye didn't dare to be careless, and in the blink of an eye, he sacrificed the Heavenly Desolate Cloud Breaking Finger. The ancient stone finger broke through the clouds, shattered nine rays of knife light with one finger, and shook his opponent.
But she didn't mean to chase, but stepped back and patted four palms at the same time.
"Wind, thunder, rain, fog!"
Every palm falls into the sky, the clouds will collide with each other, evolving into a very violent vision, for a time wind and rain, the fog is filled, and the electric light falls from the sky.
After landing and standing firmly, Jiang Ziye's complexion was solemn, and he turned Zhu Qingshan's sword intent out of his body by running the real yuan.
Zhu Qingshan, who was shocked flying out, got up on the spot with a grinning grin, and rushed into the vast fog despite the bruises, only to get close to Jiang Ziye.
Boom!
When he rushed out like lightning, Jiang Ziye's complexion changed drastically, and most of the sword intent remained undispelled.
"Break the air!"
嘭!
Hundred-zhang black light blades are burning with flames, and everything they pass is pitch black like ink, filling every corner in the air. Jiang Ziye tried his best to resist, but still couldn't stop the knife from cutting down, and eventually the whole person was slashed out.
On his right shoulder, there are many scars that are extremely hideous from his debut, which is particularly terrifying.
"You lost."
I wish Qing Shan did not chase anymore, but said coldly.
Jiang Ziye sighed. She was among the top five in the Longyun Ranking this year. There was not much competition compared to the previous one.
Such a scene, everyone in the audience was quite embarrassed to see it.
This group of dragons feast is too intense. The last Nanhua Qiying was only Jiang Ziye in the top ten, and now even she has stopped in the hands of Zhu Qingshan, the magic sword.
In the next battle, Bai Lixuan faced Fang Hanluo. Fang Hanluo should have been stronger. After all, he had mastered the sword intent of half a step of psychic.
But his defeat by Yan Longzi hurt his hand too badly. He was powerful in a short period of time, but he couldn't compare with his peak.
Right now, the two of them are facing a similar situation. It depends on who can see the opponent's flaws first, or Bai Lixuan can make his thunder sword intent go further.
After the final hundred moves, Fang Hanluo narrowly won a move relying on the purple ice combat body.
After this battle, the expressions of everyone in the spectator stand suddenly became nervous. If there are no accidents, Lin Yun will be on the stage for the next battle.
Right now his opponents are only three, Zao Wou-ki, Yu Haotian, and Zhu Qingshan. He is very likely to run into the remaining two of the three kings.
"The next battle, Lin Yun will face Zao Wou-ki!"
The chief referee of the Saint League spoke in person and read out the top ten players who played against each other.
Boom!
Almost instantaneously, the four-party conference hall rang out loud and deafening. It was late at night, but everyone looked excited and excited.
The ranking of this year's Feast of Dragons has almost been determined. There is no doubt that Yu Haotian will be in the top three.
Zhu Qing Shan lost one after another in the hands of Yu Haotian and Zao Wou-ki, and his hole cards were exposed too much, so the winning rate against Shang Lin Yun might not be too high.
Right now, Lin Yun and Zao Wou-ki are fighting each other, whoever wins is second, under one person, above tens of thousands, enjoy the supreme glory.
In addition, those who have followed the Dragon Feast so far, or the warriors who have paid special attention to Lin Yun, deep down in their hearts, they still have some expectations, looking forward to whether Lin Yun, the dark horse, can continue his Unbeaten legend.
Many bystanders have already substituted their emotions into Lin Yun's body, unknowingly not even them themselves.
Zao Wou-ki paid great attention to this battle. From the moment Lin Yun killed Yan Longzi, he didn't have any thoughts to look down on Lin Yun.
Originally, in this feast of dragons, except for Yu Haotian, even Yan Longzi didn't have much attention.
But now he has to put Lin Yun in his eyes, even in an extremely important position. With a flash of lightning, he took the lead to land on the Rising Dragon Platform. His expression was cold, calm, and still not too public.
is extremely low-key and restrained. In some aspects, he is quite similar to Lin Yun's personality. You never know how many cards he has.
But at this point, he is afraid that he can't keep a low profile. The five-clawed golden dragon belonging to the two must destroy one.
As expected, at the moment when Lin Yun fell down on the Rising Dragon Terrace, the thundercloud pressure that belonged to him suddenly violent and swept towards the opponent.
Lin Yun held the foil burial sword in his right hand, his face remained unchanged, but the sword of the blue dragon was looming behind him. Yu quietly counteracted the opposing coercion, and at the same time there was a sword intent roaring and roaring at the opponent like a dragon.
The so-called not to be indecent, Lin Yun did not want to weaken his momentum before the match.
The two secretly competing, invisibly made the atmosphere of Shenglongtai become extremely dignified. The condensed breath of the cold forest made the entire vast lake taut, and the surface of the water was turbulent, smooth and stable like a mirror, as if it was frozen.
Such a terrifying atmosphere quietly silenced the trembling voice of the audience.
Except for the deliberately lowered breathing, there is no sound between the world and the earth, which makes people feel terrible quietly.
Lin Yun's indifferent expression is slightly solemn. Whether the opponent is the will of thunder or the will of Yun, these two kinds of martial arts will reach the point of consummation comparable to the peak of the innate sword intent.
From his fight with Bai Lixuan, easily crushing the opponent's thunder will, we can see some clues.
The terrifying coercion generated by the fusion of the two great martial arts will no longer inferior to his Canglong sword power, and it is even stronger faintly, making Lin Yun feel the existence of pressure.
Fortunately, his Canglong body has just been promoted to the ninth state, and the power of the Canglong has skyrocketed. Otherwise, he really has to move other cards.
"I saw a knife in your eyes. After I draw the sword, there is no point in hiding this hand."
Lin Yun suddenly spoke and said something that no one expected.
"Awesome, but I really didn’t intend to hide it against you. This knife is called Qiusheng, which I found in a historical site. It gathers the coldness of the world and kills. It should be better than your funeral flower. Be stronger."
Zao Wou-ki didn't look surprised, and lightly a row on the storage bag, a high-grade treasured sword appeared in his hand. The blade is hidden in the sheath, but the chill still seeps out, quite contending.
"War!"
The sword intent is like the light of the stars and the moon, if the Milky Way is in the sky, it will burst out from Lin Yun frantically.
Fight with me?
This is Lin Yun's response, war!
"Thunder Cloud Cut!"
The autumn colors are unsheathed, like waves rising at night, and the storm is coming. The bright light of the knife stirred the thunderclouds in the sky, and Zao Wou-ki spurred Leiyun's will, slashing a terrifying knife towards Lin Yun, the light of the knife was cold and cold.
Wow!
I don’t know when the funeral flower will be out of its sheath. A ray of cold light illuminates the thousands of thunderclouds. With the roar of the blue dragon sword, Lin Yun holds the funeral flower and points it on the opponent's blade with great precision.
Sparks are flying everywhere, and the true essence runs away.
When the blades collided with each other, the air was more than trembling like gold and iron. Thousands of troops crossed the border, and tens of thousands of horses rushed.
Lin Yun took advantage of the situation, turned around, and his footsteps appeared on the side of Zao Wou-ki in the void~IndoMTL.com~ with a sword stabbed to the back of his neck.
This sword is fast and cruel, and the angle is even more tricky, immediately letting the opponent down. But when others saw it, Lin Yun seemed to be strolling around a garden pavilion, reaching out to pick flowers with ease.
He is indeed picking flowers, but he is also killing people. People are like flowers, flowers bloom and die, and flowers die. Just like the sword in his hand, burying flowers also buries people.
It is very obvious that Lin Yun's kendo attainments, under the training of many battles in this feast of dragons, has made rapid progress, and his understanding and gains are far beyond comparison.
"What a brilliant sword!"
Many of the top ten leaders, their pupils shrank abruptly, Lin Yun should have seen the flaw in Zao Wou-ki's knife. But instead of taking the opportunity to smash this trick, the flaws of this trick were enlarged, which would make Zao Wou-ki very uncomfortable in it.
The artistic conception of his sword has not been finished yet, the sword is still fierce, and the remaining power is still fierce. But Lin Yun's sword was already about to touch his vitals, no matter whether he advances or retreats, this sword is extremely fatal.
More importantly, Lin Yun's sword is so fast, so fast that there is no chance for people to hesitate.
Advance or retreat will lay a bigger flaw, but if you don’t advance or retreat, you will be killed by a sword in an instant.
is terrible!
Thinking of this, Bai Lixuan, Wu Xiaotian and others shudder. If they were replaced by them, they would be dead at this moment.
But right between the electric light and flint, Zao Wou-ki made a move that no one had expected. He barely needed to think, so he broke this move in a flash.