In the first battle, the sealed wilderness against Qin Yu!
There is no doubt that everyone is optimistic about Qin Yu for this battle, and there will be no suspense when he is promoted to the semi-finals.
The only expectation is how much strength the sealed wilderness can force Qin Yu out.
It’s not that he underestimated Feng Ye, but Qin Yu started the Longmen Competition and almost defeated his opponents all the way.
If Lin Yun hadn't killed two young masters in a row, it would have been too eye-catching.
The light of his young master Feiyu is much more dazzling.
"You are not my opponent, give up."
On the King's Battle Stage, Qin Yu looked at Feng Ye lazily, his expression not very serious.
It seems that Lin Yun’s future made him a little unhappy.
The Dragon Gate Competition is an excellent opportunity to openly kill the opponent. If you don’t come, you will have trouble killing it in the future.
"Hehe, you guy is ruthless. If you don't admit defeat, your opponent will end up miserably. You will either die or be disabled."
Feng Ye did not refute and said casually.
"Is that true? Since you know, why don't you get out of here?"
Qin Yu was arrogant and said bluntly that he had no favoritism for this barbarian and was unwilling to disguise him.
The people of the Great Qin Empire were basically nothing more than that.
Although the sects outside the border can participate in the Longmen Competition, no one has ever been able to get the name of a young master. The fining of the wilderness set a precedent, which has caused many people in the Qin Dynasty to be upset, and they think that he had snatched the name of a young master.
Faced with Qin Yu's scolding, Feng Ye grinned: "Grandpa, I don't have any advantages, I just take the beating. If you have the ability, I will blow me down and get less useless."
As he finished speaking, an uproar sounded from all over Longmen Square.
Feng Ye is worthy of his name, and he is wild enough. It is unexpected that even though he knows Qin Yu's horror, he still dares to act like this.
"act recklessly."
Qin Yu's face was slightly cold, and the true energy in his body gushed and blew, stirring up the terrifying power of flames. It was like a volcano, which brought dull and terrifying pressure to people in silence.
"Who doesn't know what it is, you have to try to know!"
Feng Ye's whole body was filled with strength, and suddenly burst out of his bones. His burly figure expanded a lot again. He was already strong, and suddenly became taller, like a mountain.
He stepped forward and his strength was emitting wildly in the rushing force, like an ancient wild beast walking in the world.
Compared with the Dragon and Elephant Battle Body Art of the Hunyuan Sect, the martial arts practiced by Feng Ye are more rough and primitive.
As he kept walking forward, the expansion of his body became more and more amazing, almost condensed into substance, turning into a strange existence like blood-colored viscous, attached to his body. When he was about to get closer, his five fingers clenched with a punch.
Bomb out.
boom!
The clenched fists were enough to accompany the entire face of an ordinary person. The flowing blood light gathered on the fist and gave birth to sharp barbs, which looked even more ferocious and weird.
Qin Yu raised his eyebrows and curled a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth, "The trick of being a side-door is in front of absolute power, everything is false!"
Rumble!
As soon as he finished speaking, the fire-storming true energy surged out of his body and filled his whole body. The Xuanyang Art, the Earth-level skill, was fully activated by him for the first time. In an instant, the aura on his body reached the Zi Mansion, and then completely exceeded.
Today is the final battle, and Qin Yu doesn't want to continue hiding.
He wants to declare his existence, crush Feng Ye in a dignified manner, and tell everyone who is the real protagonist of Longmen.
Feng Ye was shocked by the roaring fist light, and his huge body was shocked by the other party's aura.
"I'll try to eat one punch!"
But the distance was enough. Feng Ye roared angrily, and his fist light was like a beast's claws.
The blood-colored barb attached to the fist seemed to break the air, falling like thunder, breaking through several long airflows.
Qin Yu looked cold and raised his hand and greeted him with a palm. The flame light on his body suddenly condensed into a giant phantom, as if
It is like a flame god, which instantly rises to several feet high, several times larger than the sealed wilderness.
Bang!
The palm light that crushed all fell from the sky and smashed all the punching lights.
As the aftermath was stirring, the wind was strong on the King's Battle Platform. As the wind blew, Qin Yu took a step forward and fell down with another palm.
Bang!
Feng Ye showed a blood stain on the corner of his mouth, and he was photographed and took several steps back. His whole body was sore, and the flames were raging in his body.
"Come again!"
As the roar was roaring, Fengye stepped heavily on the ground, and the person was in the air, his fist was like a flame, and he divided into thousands of streams of light. Thousands of streams of light were like dragon snakes in the river, spreading his fangs and landing towards Qin Yu overwhelmingly.
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This killing move was terrifying, and it seemed that the world and the world had changed color.
Qin Yu frowned slightly, was a little stunned, and then said, "A little trick of eagle."
The flames filled his body were condensed in his palm in one thought. The palm suddenly burst into dazzling light like the sun. Then, he raised his hand and met the dragon snakes that had evolved from thousands of flowing lights.
The light of Xuanyang!
Bang!
Under this palm light that was comparable to the brilliance of the sun, all the dragons and snakes that had evolved from the flowing light were evaporated in just one moment.
“So far!”
The moment it evaporated, Qin Yu raised his eyebrows and flashed to Feng Ye. He stood with his hands behind his back, and slapped out with his right hand.
Bang bang bang bang!
He released four palms in a row. Each time he released his palm, Fengye spat out blood and stepped back.
"Get out!"
When the fifth palm was blasted out, Fengye's body, like a hill, flew out of the battle platform and fell to the ground.
Lost!
Although everyone had expected that Fengye would lose, they didn't expect that he would lose so badly. From the beginning to the end, Qin Yu lost his left hand behind and did not attack.
But this Feng Ye is fine, as he said, his skin is irritable and thick.
After being knocked off the battlefield, he could still get up and move freely, and walked back cursingly.
This battle can be regarded as a slight display of Qin Yu's strength in front of everyone. It is considered to have seen Qin Yu's true strength. No wonder he swept all the way, without showing any signs of mountains or water.
It's really his strength, much better than his opponents.
As strong as a sealed beast, he is only worthy of one move.
"It seems that Qin Yu is the top of the Longmen Competition!" Many people exclaimed in their hearts, shocked.
"Qin Yu won and successfully advanced to the winner group. In the second game, Si Xueyi faced Mr. Shuiyue!"
After the battle just now, people were filled with excitement. Soon the second fierce battle was about to begin, which was a bit dazzling.
The battle between Si Xueyi and Young Master Shuiyue was quite eye-catching. Both of them were disciples of Moyue Villa. Before, Si Xueyi also had a precedent for defeating Young Master Changji, and the outcome was hard to say.
In addition, there is another point that Si Xueyi is too handsome.
As soon as he appeared, the eyes of female warriors from all directions could hardly be moved away from his face.
I have to say that this battle did not disappoint everyone's expectations.
Young Master Shuiyue finally used her famous Yanyun Sword Technique. Unexpectedly, Si Xueyi also used Yanyun Sword to fight.
However, one person used a sword, while Si Xueyi used the folding fan with the bright moon, mountains and rivers and the vast rivers from beginning to end.
Two leaders from Moyue Villa used the dazzling Yanyun Sword Technique, showing the power of Yanyun Sword Technique to the fullest.
The battle is even more stalemate than outsiders imagine.
It can be seen that both Shuiyue Master and Si Xueyi have extremely longing for the semi-finals. Although they go out together, they do not hold back at all in the duel.
In the end, Si Xueyi was one step ahead of the chess and defeated Mr. Shuiyue in half a move.
He used the fan as a sword, and in the Yanyun Sword Technique, he attacked another way and walked out a path that others could not understand.
Although Mr. Shuiyue practiced Yanyun Sword Technique to an extremely high level, it was perfect. However, after a hundred moves, he obviously couldn't stand it and admitted defeat in advance.
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He bowed his hand and sent Si Xueyi to the semi-finals.
"Chengrang, thank you senior sister."
Si Xueyi shook the folding fan and bowed and gave in.
"I don't give in. Since you have entered the semifinals, you have to compete for the next position in the third place for my Demon Moon Villa."
Although he was defeated, he was defeated by his fellow disciples, and Young Master Shuiyue was in a bad mood.
Another person advanced.
However, Lin Yun is still not seen at the location of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, which is confusing.
The semi-finals are almost over. Could it be that he is really going to miss it?
On the Purple Blue Throne, the King of Qin took a casual look and then said, "The third battle, the young master Xiaobai fights the young master Qingshan."
According to regulations, Lin Yun lost, he could only struggle in the loser group and could not compete for the top three and top.
Of course, if the other party is willing to choose the hell mode, there is still a glimmer of hope. However, the King of Qin believes that even if Lin Yun comes, he will not really choose the hell mode.
Not to mention the difficulty of a wheel battle, but the punishment for defeat will make people think about it carefully.
Once you choose the hell mode, there is no way out.
Either win, attract world attention and overwhelm the champion; or lose, lose everything.
On the King's Battle Stage, Bai Lixuan and Yue Qing appeared one after another.
Bai Lixuan drew his sword out of the sheath, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and his sword was all over his body. With the power of the holy body, he gave people the feeling of being unparalleled.
Invincible.
When the sword in his hand pointed at Yue Qing, everyone had an illusion.
Yue Qing seems to be dead.
His sword completely crushed Yue Qing's edge, making only one breath on the stage able to be sensed.
It was Bai Lixuan's sword, only his sword, which burst out with light, dazzling and dazzling.
"Damn it!"
Yue Qing's face looked a little embarrassed, and this crushing advantage made people feel desperate. For a moment, his name was as famous as a young master.
Even if it is sealed, it will be defeated miserably.
But Qin Yu was forced to use the Xuanyang Art with all his strength and even used several moves with the other party. It made people realize that Qin Yu's true strength was not unfair to defeat him.
But at the moment, Bai Lixuan pointed at him with a sword, and the outcome was decided.
"Among the Eighth Young Masters, you should be the weakest. You are even worse than your senior brother, Mr. Guanshan."
Bai Lixuan looked at the other party and said without changing his expression.
"Stop talking, I'll give in."
Yue Qing smiled bitterly and said weakly.
"Take it."
With his sword drawn back to the sheath, Bai Lixuan watched the other party step down, but his mind was not on Yue Qing.
He glanced at the entrance of Longmen Square, thinking, is that guy really not coming?
"In the fourth battle, Mr. Yun Zhen will fight against Mr. Burial Flower."
After Bai Lixuan stepped down, the King of Qin spoke calmly.
Lin Yun is too late to abstain, and Yun Zhen has already won. Just go through the motions and can be promoted to the semi-finals. Even if Lin Yun really comes, he must be qualified to fight with Yun Zhen’s consent.
In the past, there were no similar examples.
But as long as the opponent is unwilling and arrives in time, he will be forced to lose.
Yun Zhen climbed onto the King's Battle Stage without any sensation, looked at the referee and said, "Stop being slow, this kid can't come."
The referee said in his heart that it was a pity that Longmen competition was held every three years, and he was sentenced to lose without arriving in time.
But rules are rules and cannot be changed by individuals.
“Huh?”
But just as the referee was about to announce that Yun Zhen won, his face changed slightly.
"What's going on?"
Yun Zhen looked along the referee's gaze. At the end of his gaze, a familiar figure came into his eyes, and his pupils suddenly shrank.