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Chapter 3698: Desperate

The people with the funniest expressions were the people in the Flame Temple. They were gloating just now, waiting to see Lingyun Sword Sect make a fool of themselves.

As a result, I was dumbfounded now. I thought this woman was the opponent's weakness, but she turned out to be unbelievably strong.

The strong men in the late stage of Daluoxian were one level higher than Ling Jianfei and Ling Jiansi.

It's really lucky for this kind of people not to be drawn, otherwise they would have lost even more ugly.

The fact is such a fact, but this huge gap makes them all feel burning on their faces.

Especially those who just shouted that Lingyun Sword Sect was lucky, all of them were ashamed and lowered their heads.

Huo Yanzhi's expression became more and more gloomy. He also discovered this, but he still couldn't figure out how the Lingyun Sword Sect's strength could increase so quickly.

The strength shown now, two late-stage Great Luo Immortals, two mid-stage Great Luo Immortals, this strength not only far exceeds the Flame Temple, but is not far from Bingyun Valley and Black Tiger Gate.

Not only them, but also the arrogance and violence of everyone in Bingyun Valley were instantly reduced.

In the fairy world, strength determines everything. The strength shown by others is strong enough, which is destined to make them unable to ridicule and despise.

“Looks pretty good!”

Leng Hanshan was just stunned for a moment, and soon regained his ferocious smile. Although the opponent was also a late-stage Great Luo Immortal, he did not think he was his opponent.

"Come on, let's see if you are good at it or not!"

After saying that, he flipped his wrist, and a broad long knife appeared in his palm, followed by a blade dozens of feet long that cut through the sky and struck down on the head.

At the same time, a sword light shot up into the sky and collided with his long sword.

Both of them were practicing cold-attribute techniques. When they performed them with all their strength, endless cold air swept through the surroundings, and everything on the arena was covered in ice crystals.

Even everyone in the audience felt the biting cold air, and those with weaker cultivation levels kept shivering.

Amidst the harsh sound of gold and iron, the swords separated, and the two figures also retreated one after another.

Leng Hanshan steadied his figure and his expression became a little solemn.

He looked casual with this strike just now, but in fact he used all his strength, and the opponent was not inferior to him.

In addition, both sides were using cold-type techniques, so his cold energy posed no threat to others. As a result, the two sides fought evenly.

Luo Bingyan's expression remained unchanged. Although her cultivation level had just broken through, it was extremely solid under the stability of the dual cultivation method.

As soon as the swords in their hands were separated, the swords in their hands bloomed with shocking sword light. In the past few days, Ye Bufan's swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has mastered the essence of Liuguang Yijian.

The long sword pierced the void at a speed beyond human imagination.

Leng Hanshan waved the long knife in his hand and faced him. The two of them fought a dozen moves in a row, and his expression became more and more serious.

When they separated again, there was already a foot-long blood hole on the chest. Although it was not deep, it was dripping with blood and looked extremely dazzling.

I originally thought that the strength of the two sides was equal, but I didn't expect that the only difference was their cultivation, and that his swordsmanship was more than a little bit better than mine.

The dazzling sword light made him confused between reality and reality, and he was in a hurry. In the end, he was killed by a sword.

"Damn it!"

A fierce light flashed in Leng Hanshan's eyes, he held the sword in both hands, the immortal energy on his body was running wildly, and the domineering energy mixed with the light of the sword instantly filled the entire arena.

At the same time, the icy cold air swept around, and the surrounding air turned into ice crystals falling from the air, and the sky was filled with snowflakes.

"Ice Tyrant Sword Slash!"

At this time, everyone in Bingyun Valley showed extremely solemn expressions. They all knew very well that this was Leng Hanshan's unique move.

To force him into this state just a short time after the war started shows how strong the opponent is.

At the same time, everyone was also shocked by the power of this sword. The violent sword energy coupled with the bone-cutting coldness would probably be impossible for ordinary immortals to resist.

As the head of the four major sects, Bingyun Valley still seems to have its own heritage.

Everyone in the Lingyun Sword Sect looked extremely nervous. They didn't know if Luo Bingyan could block this sword. If he couldn't block it, he would probably end up dead.

Under the gaze of everyone, a brilliant sword light suddenly bloomed from Kuangba's sword.

That's right, it's brilliant, and it's such a beautiful brilliance that it instantly attracts everyone's attention.

This sword light is so beautiful that many people have never seen such a beautiful sword light in their entire lives, and even their minds are firmly attracted to it.

Leng Binghuang suddenly lost consciousness and shuddered instantly. What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's so terrifying!

At the same time, his heart sank to the bottom, and he knew that Leng Hanshan had been defeated.

Sure enough, the moment the sword light bloomed, the tyrannical sword energy in mid-air suddenly stagnated.

Although the time is short, it is enough for the masters to compete with each other.

The long sword in Luo Bingyan's hand cut into the blade instantly, blood spattered, and one arm fell off.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew out and fell heavily to the ground. It was Leng Hanshan who had one of his arms cut off.

In an instant, Luo Bingyan only grasped a little bit of it, but still severely damaged Leng Hanshan.

The whole place was silent. Some people were still immersed in the brilliant sword light and could not recover their minds, while others were completely shocked.

Leng Hanshan is a powerful person in the late stage of Da Luo Immortal, ranking second among the five core disciples of Bingyun Valley.

But such a person not only lost, but also had an arm broken, which was extremely miserable.

This result shocked everyone's mind. Even though Lingyun Sword Sect had won all four battles before this, many people still held a contemptuous attitude.

I feel like it's either relying on luck, winning without force, or taking advantage of opportunities. In short, I haven't seen a truly hardcore battle.

The battle in front of them completely rewritten their perceptions. Their strength was equal, and they sealed the victory with a single blow with their powerful swordsmanship, leaving no excuse for doubt.

The most important thing is that this game is too crucial. After Lingyun Sword Sect won, they already defeated Bingyun Valley 2-0.

As long as he wins one more game, he will seal the final victory and win the entry token for the Hundred Doors Competition.

In other words, Luo Bingyan, with one man and one sword, pushed the entire Bingyun Valley to the edge of the cliff, with no way to retreat.

Because of this, everyone in Bingyun Valley looked more solemn when they came back to their senses. This has never happened in many years.

Leng Hanchuan's face was dull. This was obviously not the result he wanted.

Not only did they fail to take revenge, they were forced into a desperate situation. If this continues, the entire Bingyun Valley will be eliminated.

At this moment, many people's eyes were on Leng Hantian. In this situation, only the strongest among the competing disciples could turn the tide.

Many people even prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that the strongest among the participating disciples could be drawn in the next draw, and that he could win a round and boost the sluggish morale of Bingyun Valley.

It seemed that everyone's prayers had an effect. When Ling Jianfeng scratched a light ball, when he opened it, the words Leng Hantian were engraved on it.

Seeing this result, everyone in Bingyun Valley suddenly cheered.

Leng Hantian came on the scene and proved that they could at least win one game and restore the current decadent situation.


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