The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 95: I haven’t warmed up yet

"My name is Yan Tianrui, I am here for the first time, please take care of me!"

　　

　　 The moment the man in black took off his hood, the cheering voices of the Wan family immediately calmed down. r?anwenw?w?w?． ??

　　

　　 Wan Feng, who was originally energetic and vigorous, won two games in a row, with provocation, his face changed in a flash.

　　

　　 The hand holding the Hanyun gun, trembling slightly, looked at the half of the scarlet mask, and it was hard to hide the color of panic in his eyes.

　　

　　 Blood Cloud Gate!

　　

　　As the frontier county of the empire, Qingyang County can be regarded as the most chaotic county. Various forces are entangled with each other and conflicts of interest are cruel and bloody.

　　

　　 From time to time, I can hear that certain forces are uprooted and killed.

　　

　　This place is chaotic and irritable. Only the strong can stand tall.

　　

　　 For hundreds of years, there are only three sects that can truly dominate Qingyang County. They are Jinyan Sect, Mingguang Pavilion, and Blood Cloud Gate.

　　

　　Of the three major Qingyang County overlords, the Blood Cloud Gate is the most frightening.

　　

　　 It's one thing to be strong and strong, but it's another to deal with things. All the deeds that have been destroyed in these years, Jiucheng is inseparable from the Blood Cloud Gate.

　　

　　 The black-clothed boy in front of him is a disciple of the Blood Cloud Gate, and must be an elite disciple.

　　

　　 The half of the mask he wears on his face is only qualified to wear the one hundred disciples in front of the inner door.

　　

　　 The mask itself is a middle-grade mysterious weapon, which can be used to defend against head attacks.

　　

　　Besides a heart-wrenching accident, the most fatal thing for a martial artist is the head.

　　

　　 can well protect the vitals of the head without affecting the vision and flexibility of the warrior. Qingyang County also has this blood cloud mask and can't disguise it.

　　

　　The black-clothed boy looked at Wanfeng and grinned: "Isn’t it arrogant just now, why is it dumb now."

　　

　　 Wanfeng swallowed, and said in a deep breath, "Shencai doesn't know how your blood cloud disciple is offended."

　　

　　 "It's easy to say, easy to say, hahaha!" Yan Tianrui laughed when he heard the words, but it made people shudder.

　　

　　 So this is his confidence!

　　

　　 Wan Qiuye looked at Kong Yuan, and saw the opposite party smile, and the old **** said: "Why is there something wrong with Wan's face?"

　　

　　"You are playing with fire!"

　　

　　 Wan Qiuye looked cold and gritted his teeth.

　　

　　 For a piece of the Eighth-Rank Spirit Lake, he actually provokes the three overlord-level sects, which is the most difficult blood cloud sect of the three.

　　

　　 Kong Yuan, these people are crazy.

　　

　　As far as Wanjia is concerned, I never thought about going to the three major sects.

　　

　　 Although the three major hegemons don't care too much about an eight-tier spirit lake, if this matter is involved, at least 70% of the quota must be taken away, and there is no discussion.

　　

　　 But I never thought that the other party would actually find the Blood Cloud Gate.

　　

　　 Kong Yuan grinned and said: "Don't worry, I have my own measures. Master Yan's father owed me a favor when he was young. This time he participated in his personal capacity. You should worry more about your son Wanfeng, Yan Tianrui. Just opened the three tricks half a month ago!"

　　

　　 "What?"

　　

　　 Three Innate Aesthetics!

　　

　　 Everyone looked at the black-clothed boy, their expressions changed drastically, and their eyes were full of shocking colors.

　　

　　 At the age of eighteen, he opened the Three Innate Apertures. This talent is much more evil.

　　

　　 Wan Qiuye's face was a bit difficult to look, but the most feared thing finally happened.

　　

　　How strong is Lin Yun, and he has only one innate ability, how to block the opponent?

　　

　　 "Gongzi Yan, don't talk to this junior, let's do it, there is no need to dare." Kong Yuan grinned and said coldly.

　　

　　 The black-clothed boy nodded slightly and looked at Wan Feng with a smile: "My uncle, I can't wait any longer, or just give in?"

　　

　　 "Dreaming!"

　　

　　 The opponent's contemptuous attitude made Wan Feng's heart suffocated, gritted his teeth, his wrist shook, and the cold cloud spear shot away.

　　

　　 a little bit of cold light, blooming at the tip of the gun, Wan Feng screamed the cold cloud spear dance in his hand, airtight, and violently attacked.

　　

　　 For a while, the cold wind howled, and the dust condensed into sharp ice thorns, roaring in the room.

　　

The characteristics of the 　　 Hanyun Spear have exerted about 70% of their power in his hands, and the gun has been extremely horrifying.

　　

　　 is useless...

　　

　　 As soon as he moved his wrist, Yan Tianrui smiled faintly, and then avoided in advance, completely unable to hurt him.

　　

　　 Lin Yun frowned slightly, his ears!

　　

　　 Yan Tianrui's third orifice should be the ear orifice. With the sound of the wind, he judged the opponent's offensive, made dodge in advance, and remained invincible.

　　

　　 Innate seven orifices, each opening can strengthen an ability.

　　

　　 Lin Yun, who has opened his eyes, is very clear that his vision is much better than before.

　　

　　As more and more acupuncture points are opened, the advantages brought by this strengthening will skyrocket several times.

　　

　　 The difference between the congenital one and the two is not too big, but it is almost separated from the three.

　　

　　 Yan Tianrui, who has one more knowledge than Wan Feng, has a huge advantage in battle. It is not like fighting, but more like playing with opponents.

　　

　　 Lin Yun looked at him secretly, and his realm advantage was too obvious.

　　

　　 "Don't sacrifice the Martial Spirit yet? Don't sacrifice it!"

　　

　　 Boom!

　　

　　 Yan Tianrui's aura suddenly skyrocketed, a palm shot out, and the entire palm burst out with a bleeding red light, against the tip of the gun.

　　

　　 Wanfeng's complexion slightly changed, holding the handle of the gun with both hands, and pulling back forcefully.

　　

　　 was horrified to find that no matter how hard it was, Hanyun's spear couldn't move a bit, as if it was sucked by the palm of the opponent.

　　

　　嗖!

　　

　　Between the electric light and the flint, Yan Tianrui held the head of the gun with his backhand, the blood-red glow wrapped the entire gun body, and turned around for a draw.

　　

　　 Crush!

　　

　　 Wanfeng was stunned and his palm hurt, and the Hanyun spear came out.

　　

　　"My..."

　　

　　 Wanfeng was taken aback. Just looking up, the opponent swept out with the Hanyun spear.

　　

　　嘭!

　　

　　 a huge force burst out, vomiting blood out from the shot of Wan Feng, and the whole body was shaken into the air.

　　

　　咻!

　　

　　 Hanyun spear turned upside down, Yan Tianrui pulled out a grin at the corner of his mouth, and he stabbed the sky with the handle of the spear in one hand.

　　

　　噗呲!

　　

　　 Wanfeng in mid-air was stabbed instantly, and the profound armor on his chest was pierced by a single shot.

　　

　　 The wound on the chest, the blood is flowing like a fountain, and the people watching it are frightened.

　　

　　嘭! Bang! Bang!

　　

　　 After landing, Wanfeng erupted with a loud noise, and his body bounced again several times.

　　

　　 "Enough, we surrender this game."

　　

　　 Wan Qiuye saw that Yan Tianrui was so fierce, he spoke quickly and asked his parents to lift away the badly damaged Wanfeng.

　　

　　 His eyes turned, Wan Qiuye's vision fell on Lin Yun.

　　

　　 At the same time, many people in the Wan family looked at him.

　　

　　 No one thought that the great situation would be reversed so quickly.

　　

　　Kong Family had invited the elite disciple of the Blood Cloud Gate, Wan Feng fought against each other, it was a one-sided battle.

　　

　　 makes people unbearable to watch, it's too miserable...

　　

　　 I feel a little heavy, and the Eight-Rank Linghu seems to be destined to divide half of the benefits.

　　

　　 Lin Yun was under great pressure and walked up with a slightly dignified expression.

　　

　　 "How much do you have?"

　　

　　While passing by Wan Qiuye, the other party suddenly spoke and asked softly.

　　

　　 "I don't know."

　　

　　 don’t know? This is tantamount to abandoning yourself...

　　

　　 Wan Qiuye suddenly seemed a little disheartened, but think about it, after all, he is an elite disciple of the Blood Cloud Gate.

　　

　　 Facing the opponent with the innate three-aperture, to be honest, Lin Yun really didn't know how much he would win.

　　

　　 can give up?

　　

　　 That's not enough, you have to try it before you know it!

　　

　　 "You are left alone in Wanjia?"

　　

Under half of the mask, Yan Tianrui looked relaxed, and said slightly boring: "I haven't warmed up yet... I won't come if I knew it."

　　

　　 "Give me back my cold cloud gun first."

　　

　　 Lin Yun said lightly.

　　

　　 "Hey, easy to talk, easy to talk!"

　　

　　咻!

　　

　　 Yan Tianrui snorted, a **** red glow, wrapped in a cold cloud gun bursting towards him.

　　

　　 The ear-piercing sound is like a sonic boom, the eardrum of the shocking person is slightly painful, and the cold cloud gun is like a **** lightning, and it stabs.

　　

　　 "So fast!"

　　

　　The people of Wanjia took a breath, and couldn't help but stepped back a few steps later.

　　

　　, lest Lin Yun can't catch it and spread to themselves.

　　

　　 But no one thought of a scene that happened suddenly.

　　

　　 I saw Lin Yun, without retreating without flashing, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, directly holding the handle of the gun.

　　

　　huh!

　　

The 　　 Cold Cloud Gun spun in his hand continuously, rolling up the boundless wind.

　　

　　 A frightening shot, so relaxed, was caught by Lin Yun.

　　

　　嗖!

　　

　　The cold cloud spear danced in a circle, and Lin Yun jumped into the air, holding the tail of the spear with one hand, as if holding an evil dragon and chopped it down.

　　

　　 Such a sudden scene caught Yan Tianrui a bit by surprise, his face changed slightly, and he quickly turned away.

　　

　　 Crush!

　　

　　 But as soon as he retired, the gun in Lin Yun's hand followed closely. It is like a snake waving its tail, shot after shot, biting hard.

　　

　　 Yan Tianrui's face suddenly looked a little ugly, even if he heard the direction of the spear, he was a little evasive.

　　

　　 is too fast!

　　

　　, he fell into a passive one step, the whole person fell into a passive state, completely unable to make a counterattack.

　　

After 　　 ten moves, he was forced to retreat and had to stagger his hands to take another shot.

　　

　　 was shaken back ten steps on the spot.

　　

　　 My hands are sore and I am surprised in my heart, so strong.

　　

　　 "Enough warming up?"

　　

　　 looked up at ~IndoMTL.com~ but Lin Yunqingxiu's face showed a bright smile, reluctantly, and culled again.

　　

　　 "Blood Cloud Hand!"

　　

　　 Yan Tianrui cursed in his heart, and the blood was surging between his hands, so the technique was repeated, and a palm was placed on the tip of the gun.

　　

　　 Rub!

　　

　　 As soon as the palm of the gun was pressed against the tip of the gun, Yan Tianrui's mouth was filled with a smile, and when he grabbed his backhand, he held the gun head.

　　

　　 "Get me up!"

　　

　　 But with this pull, Yan Tianrui's face changed drastically, and the other party was still motionless, like a majestic mountain.

　　

　　 "Get some real skills, I haven't warmed up yet!"

　　

　　 Lin Yun's wrist flicked, and Yan Tianrui felt the blood in his body churning under the force of a shock, so he quickly let go, and took a few steps back.