Of course, the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect was extremely excited. Although Chen Zhi and Chen Jian were not very happy, they were also very pleased as disciples of the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect, but were mostly surprised.
On the other hand, the dragon clan monk was stunned and could not imagine that his own person would die. What is the situation? It is impossible! How could a small cultivator on the second level of the Earth Immortal win? Why is this happening?
Wow! At this moment, a figure rushed onto the ring. This person was the only earth immortal cultivator in the dragon clan. Now he was obviously going to avenge the monks ahead.
Tens of thousands of men and women who were cheering came to an abrupt end at this moment, and they suddenly became nervous about Lin Yu, the male god.
"I am the Dragon Clan's Ao Fengyu, so I'm here to challenge the master of Yin and Yang Immortal Sect! Let's take a move!" The man had already shown his long sword when he spoke.
"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!" Lin Yu immediately started coughing, and at the same time he was also looking at the other party. The Ninth Level of Earth Immortal, and it was a great perfection. He could advance to the celestial immortal at any time, and his methods must be better than before.
Lin Yu didn't want to continue the competition at this moment, because once they won the Dragon Clan, they would definitely be angry and embarrassed, and they might use a more fucking method to deal with the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect.
"Brother Dao, I am seriously injured now and cannot be compared! Please forgive me, cough cough cough! cough cough cough!" Lin Yu was still trembling as he spoke.
"No?... If you kill my junior brother, you want to give up. You really know how to dream!" The man immediately cursed.
At this time, the four elders stood up, including Situ Weng, Lu Yi and others.
"Stop, Lin Yu is injured now and cannot compete!"
"Lin Yu, retreat immediately, hurry!"
The elders shouted quickly, fearing that this good seedling would die on the stage.
As these people finished speaking, the leader of the dragon clan Ao Yun and the two Daluo Jinxians around them all stood up and looked at the four elders with an unhappy look.
"My disciples have said before that challenging three people is not strong, so we were killed when challenging the third person. We are willing to accept the loss of this.
But you also have to implement such rules. If you disciple fight two more, if he can still live, we will naturally let go and will never stop him. So please shut up! Let the two compete fairly!
"
Ao Yun said loudly, his aura at this moment shocked the entire ring square.
"Brother Dao, you have also seen that my disciple's body is really seriously injured. Such a situation cannot continue to compete! Do you think you can end the competition first?" Zhenren Heyang continued.
"Since he can't continue to compete, then die. I hope you all respect our rules!" Ao Yun shouted loudly. At this time, the four elders were speechless. Although the other party was making trouble, there were also more or more inside.
With less reason, the key is to continue talking about the Dragon Clan monks will turn against each other. If they really turn against each other, then
Unbelievable.
As the four elders shut up, tens of thousands of disciples from the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect below suddenly became nervous. Looking at Lin Yu who was invincible above, and then looking at the other party's extremely strong man, everyone was very uncomfortable at this time.
"If you are a man, pick up your big knife. If you don't do it, I will do it!" the man said sternly.
"Cough cough! Cough cough cough! Fifty million fairy spirit stones have not been given to me yet, so I can't continue. If you eliminate the 20 million lost by my two senior brothers before, you should give me 30 million, cough cough cough!
Keke! "
Lin Yu said while coughing.
"Give it!" Before the formation was opened, Ao Yun heard Lin Yu's words.
Everyone knew very well that Lin Yu said this because he didn't want to continue fighting, so he found this reason. Ao Yun instantly threw a ring onto the ring.
Lin Yu was slightly stunned for a moment and did not grab the ring hanging in the air.
"Hold it! You have to compete today, and you have to compete even if you don't compete! In addition, we have a bet of 50 million." The dragon monk stuffed the ring into Lin Yu's hand as he spoke.
Lin Yu shivered suddenly, but still didn't put away the ring, looking a little helpless. The four elders below were secretly worried at this moment. They knew that their disciples could not continue the competition, but no one in the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect could call Lin Yu down.
Now that he faces a huge challenge alone, this battle will be life
In the last shot, Lin Yu will never be the one who will be like this in the future.
Even though I knew that the disciple was about to die, I couldn't stop it. How sad it was? The four elders slowly lowered their heads.
"I don't want to compare, please let me go!" Lin Yu suddenly raised his head and shouted, the feeling of helplessness was fully expressed.
"I'll send you to hell!" Wow! The long sword in his hand suddenly slashed over as the man spoke.
Lin Yu was so scared that he hurriedly picked up the big knife to avoid it. The two of them fought together the next moment.
At first the formation was open, but the subsequent formation could only be closed. After all, the two had already fought together.
Tens of thousands of monks from the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect went to see Lin Yu on the ring with a trembling heart, a vague shadow of flesh and blood.
Everyone's ideas were surprisingly consistent. Everyone knew that Lin Yu couldn't hold on for one or two moves when he was seriously injured, so everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look.
However, as time passed, a cup of tea passed, and the fight on it continued. At this moment, everyone from the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect opened their eyes again.
At this moment, a little bit of hope appeared in everyone's hearts. Can Lin Yu hold on? How long can Lin Yu hold on? Will he give everyone a special surprise like before?
Half an hour passed, and all the people from the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect stood up. They felt that Lin Yu was too powerful and was so injured, but he was still persevering. This was simply a miracle.
Oh my god! This is so shocking.
Lin Yu felt a sense of pleasure at this moment. He had improved four or five small realms in a row before, but had not had such a pleasant fight. Now it is an excellent opportunity.
Lin Yu is becoming more and more courageous. Perhaps because of fighting with the dragon monks, the space speed he realized has also increased, and he became much more energetic. An hour later, the other monk was so tired that Hachi was breathing heavily
, The speed of the whole person was reduced. Although he could use the dragon clan's ultimate kill, he could not accurately find Lin Yu. At this time, the man understood why his junior brother was
Will it fall into this hands?
Lin Yu had no idea of killing people, he just wanted to use simple means to exhaust the other party.
Lin Yu thought it was right. At this moment, an accident happened. The other dragon cultivator suddenly swallowed a golden pill. The next moment, he felt his body energy suddenly burst out, and a breath of fairy appeared on the ring madly.
When Lin Yu saw this scene, he was frightened. It was obvious that the man had advanced to the celestial immortal. He didn't dare to be careless in fighting with this person. Now he has advanced to the celestial immortal.
As soon as this thought came into being, Lin Yu suddenly felt that his whole body was covered by a field, and his speed instantly slowed down! "Ah?" It was at this time that a sword light rushed towards Lin Yu's face!