Just then Cao Zhen was about to tremble. When he stood up with a long knife, he was instantly flying out of the luminous cave. In the blink of an eye, he was fluttered out by this light, and he was nailed outside the venue.
The complexion of Cao Zhen was suddenly pale, and a bloody breath was sprayed, and the breath of weakness suddenly fell. He held the funeral sword with both hands, but in any case, he couldn't pull it out. It was extremely miserable.
At the same time, Lin Yun, who was stained with blood in Qingyi, also fell down.
"Sword!"
But his hiss cracked lungs, the anger that came out of his throat, but echoed more than, deafening, making people's hearts rang with a heavy hit.
Well!
The horrible uproar, after a while, then echoed all over the mountains. Everyone had no exception, explaining that it was stunned and staring at this scene. No one thought about it.
At the time of the electric light firestone, between the life and death, the victory and defeat turned reversal.
Seeing that Lin Yun was about to fall, Cao Zhen was about to get up and ended the battle. However, he did not expect that Lin Yun's sword before the end, he wore this demon disciple from Beixue Villa.
Speak.
Although Lin Yun also fell asleep, one was in the field, one was nailed outside.
Whoever wins and be negative, you can clearly see at a glance.
This battle is too shocking. Even now, this outcome is divided, but no one speaks except the exclaiming voice.
The top of the Jashan, the silence is quite terrible.
No one expected that this battle between Lin Yun and Cao Zhen was so tragic. It was so tragic that the two fell to the ground, and the last second did the victory.
Whether it is Lin Yun or Cao Zhen, it is a fierce generation.
Then Cao Zhen was able to kill the four punch by Lin Yun with seven fists. He could still stand up with his tenacious perseverance and stand up.
The will of horror makes everyone think that he will win the ultimate victory.
But when Lin Yun was about to fall, a sword came, and the situation instantly reversed. At that moment, many people felt the same, and their hearts suffered a heavy blow.
In the end, Lin Yun laughed and finally.
In the direction of Zilu Academy, everyone looked at the scene incredible, and his eyes were extremely surprised. Especially the elder of the leader, he opened his mouth and couldn't believe this scene.
Lost ...
Zi Lu Academy lost!
"What about staying on your gangs? Twenty years later, you can take it."
Twenty years ago, the quite arrogant words, twenty years later, turned into a loud slap fan on everyone's face.
Along with the breeze from the top of the mountain, the waves of the war were digested by everyone little by little. The moment when it was almost awakened, there were two figures on the seat of the Tianfu Academy, and the empty flies were flying in the field.
Past.
It is Mo Ling and Liu Yunyan.
The two shadows were accompanied by the ground, and they looked tense. When they saw Lin Yun lying in the ruins. The two women's faces changed slightly. Although before, she saw Lin Yun's bruises in the body from a distance, and Qingyi dyed blood.
But after approaching, I saw the shocking wounds, and their faces were changed greatly, and their eyes were full of concerns.
Mo Lingxue's white jade exploited on Lin Yun's wrist, feeling the fierce and cold real element in his body, his expression gradually became dignified, and Liu Yunyan was suddenly stunned.
With a half -loud, Mo Ling's brows gradually opened up, and laughed softly: "Also save. Help me."
Liu Yunyan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly passed, and slowly hugged Lin Yun.
Mo Ling took out a jade bottle, poured out the red red elixir, and stuffed it into Lin Yun's mouth.
The entrance of the elixir is about to be chewed, and there is no need to chew, and it flows into Lin Yun's body instantly, walks up with the middle reaches of the meridians.
Liu Yunyan quickly felt that Lin Yun's cold body gradually became a little temperature.
"The cold and true Yuan contained in this Cao Zhen Jueyun knife. Lin Yun did not dispel in the war just now, otherwise the internal injury will not be so heavy."
Mo Ling said lightly: "However, taking this elixir, there should be nothing to do. Other wounds are powerful with Lin Yun's body, enough to recover naturally."
Right now, although Lin Yun's injuries have stabilized.
But the look of the second woman is quite dignified. As the knife hurts the cold and the cold and true element. It is not unable to disperse, but in the fierce battle, there is no time to take care of it.
Just this can be imagined, how miserable the previous war was.
"In this battle, Lin Yun won, Tianfu Academy challenged successfully, and became the champion of the fifth house of the year!"
The sound of everyone is quite familiar, like Hong Zhong, and the mountains sounded again.
The victory has been divided!
Along with the sound of echoing in the square, the tension atmosphere of the amazing war before, such as the book page, slowly turned over. It was just the eyes of the crowd. When Cao Zhen, who was nailed outside the field, the pupils shrank involuntarily.
Then, then
From the cold sword body, they can feel that a very sharp war and sharpness.
So that Cao Zhen, who was left half -breath, couldn't pull out the sword in any case.
"Damn!"
Cao Zhen released his hand weakly. His hands were already bloody, and he fell down.
He tried to look up and wanted to see what the person who defeated himself. At present, he was in the situation. In the hazy, he could see it faintly. The other party was lying in a woman's arms, and there was a woman taking care of it.
Those two women, he was a bit impressed. In this Youzhou city, he has a well -known city, and he has the appearance of the city. Especially the Moori, or the Tianjiao on the Longyun list, few people do not know the entire South China ancient domain.
At this moment, the people of Zilu Academy immersed in the pain of failure, and no one seemed to care about him.
This contrast is slightly desolate.
Lost ...
Cao Zhen took a breath, his head fell slowly, looking at the sky clouds, his look was empty and numb.
Outside the court, everyone looked at Cao Zhen and other desolate appearance, and deep inside was quite emotional.
When these five hospitals are about to start, who can think of a person who has never heard of it at all, power the tide. First, one sword forced to retreat from Jiang Yi, and then actively provoked the hell mode, with one enemy four, anger, anger, anger, anger, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger chopped, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger chopped, anger cut off, anger cut off, anger chopped, and anger beheaded.
kill.
The players of the Baiyu Academy were killed, and one would not be left.
Then, in the fight with Cao Zhen, with the successful cultivation of Yin Xuanjing, he defeated the opponent of Yang Xuanjing Dacheng.
These records can be called against the sky.
I think that Cao Zhen has already gained fame in this ancient domain of the southern and Chinese ancient domains, and a cloud knife has made many people look at it. The age of age has not yet exceeded the double ten, and it can have such strength and the potential is amazing.
It has long been considered that it is a strong competitor on the next Longyun list.
But now, but the eighteen -year -old Lin Yun, the teenager who claims to be buried with the funeral of Hua Gong. However, with a more powerful posture, he stepped on his glory and won the five houses for Tianfu Academy.
There is no doubt that Lin Yun's reputation will inevitably spread throughout the whole Youzhou City like a whirlwind, and then emerge in the ancient South China ancient domain.
Keke!
The young man lying in Liu Yunyan's arms coughed a few times.
Lin Yun only felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he worked hard to blink a few times. The two beautiful women's face introduced it.
"woke up!"
Liu Yunyan was very happy, but Mo Ling was quite calm. She had already checked the other party's injury. Knowing Lin Yun, there was no big problem after suppressing the cold knife.
It's just that this flesh is a bit terrible, and you have to take a good rest.
"Help me get up ..."
Lin Yun looked at the two, and smiled a little embarrassed.
The two hurriedly helped them, Lin Yun glanced at Cao Zhen, who fell outside that field, and fell on the cold light shining, still fighting the funeral sword.
For a while, I felt a lot of it suddenly.
After this war, he went to see the funeral sword, and the blood of life and death was still difficult to suppress.
Who has the only burial flower with me!
Lin Yun step by step, walking towards Cao Zhen's body, and it arrived after a long time.
When I saw the weak Cao Zhen, I was a little surprised when there was a breath.
At that time, the sword he threw out was quite door. The moment he held the funeral flower, many pictures flashed in his mind. The many pictures were finally fixed on the Tsing Yi people, and a sword from the painting.
In the underworld, he felt that he and the Tsing Yi people who were painted out seemed to have merged.
Therefore, the power of that sword can be so scary.
But under this sword, Cao Zhen was actually life and death, avoiding the key to the heart, and survived.
"You won."
Cao Zhen looked at Lin Yun and said weakly. In his sharp eyes, he was somewhat unwilling. This battle was defeated, and he also knew what.
It means that the other party will step on its own reputation, and the reputation of the ancient domain of the southern China will rise.
For a long time, he will become an outsider's discussion. Fortune, in the invisible, people will be pressed.
"I offended."
Lin Yun's gaze fell on the funeral sword, and then looked up at the other party, indicating that the other party was going to pull the sword.
Cao Zhen didn't speak, nodded slightly.
hiss!
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held it on the hilt, accompanied by the splattered blood, and the funeral flower was pulled out like lightning.
Cao Zhen's face was twisted, his cheeks trembled, but his body was suddenly relaxed. Zhenyuan moved back in his body again, and he was breathless.
It can be seen that the cultivation of Yang Xuanjing is really scary.
"Your congenital sword is mastered before entering Zifu?"
When he was about to be wrong, Cao Zhen stepped up, and looked back and asked.
Lin Yun nodded without concealing.
"No wonder ..."
Cao Zhen showed a bitter smile on his face, his eyes looked, and it was not easy to notice a lot. He knew very well that Lin Yun nodded like this, meaning that he could never catch up with the other party.
Without entering Zifu, he master the congenital sword, and it is like his brother Nangong Yeyu.
And how terrifying the strength of the brother, everyone is known to everyone in Beixue Villa.
He looked around, and sighed gently: "I lost unjustly. I am afraid that others are not clear. I have the congenital sword without entering Zifu. What does it mean?
The evil evil ... "
After shaking his head, Cao Zhen walked in a lonely court, where his knife was still there.
"What did he say?"
Liu Yunyan's two women came over. Quite curiously asked.
"nothing."
Lin Yun smiled, nothing to say.
But I think about it, Nangong Yeyu, and the dragon feast must be seen well.