When everyone was secretly surprised, the situation on Shenglong Platform changed rapidly.
Many people think that Yang Teng's sword is not in chaos and being injured is not a big deal. For monsters of Yang Teng's level, such injuries are not harmful at all.
As long as he has survived two moves, the boundless trend accumulated by the Dayan Sword Technique will launch a thunder counterattack.
As the saying goes, one-stop work will decline again, and three-fold exhaustion.
Ye Qingfeng could not maintain his current sharp momentum to the end, as it would quickly exhaust the true energy.
The situation was as expected. When Ye Qingfeng's killer move changed again, Yang Teng, who looked quite embarrassed, still retreated step by step, almost being forced out of the Shenglong Platform, but his sword posture was still not chaotic.
The vast sword intent scattered out even became increasingly vast, just like water waves spreading on the vast Shenglong Platform.
As long as he launches a counterattack, he will definitely be extremely fierce. Ye Qingfeng, who has exhausted his momentum, will inevitably be unbearable.
"Only one move is left, I want to see how Ye Qingfeng defeats Yang Teng."
Bai Ling sneered, looked at Lin Yun, and looked quite disdainful to the corner of her mouth.
Bang!
But as soon as he finished speaking, a shocking shock suddenly came from the stage, but Ye Qingfeng looked ferocious and chopped his feet on the ring.
Rumble!
Shenglongtai in Jiulong Lake suddenly trembled violently, and the surrounding lake water continued to stir. The Dayan sword force that Yang Teng scattered out was all shaken by this kick, as if the calm lake surface was shattered.
Yang Teng's face suddenly changed slightly. The scattered sword force was his trump card to fight back against the opponent later.
If it is shattered, how to win?
Hiss!
But just as he was about to make a move, the shattered sword was not obeying his orders, and the purple moon shrouded on the ring was shining brightly, swallowing and absorbing it wildly.
For a moment, Zi Yue was like a bottomless pit, and the shattered sword force turned into slight smoke and kept pouring into it.
boom!
The moonlight was dazzling and dazzling in time. The sudden change surprised Yang Teng.
"defeat!"
Ye Qingfeng roared angrily, strode forward, bathed in the purple moonlight, turned claws into fists, and a blow was like lightning, blasting towards his heart.
clang!
The fist light fell on the sword, and it trembled, and it still blasted Yang Teng so hard that he vomited blood and flew wildly. Obviously, Yang Teng's hastily returned to defense and could not resist the terrifying attack at all.
He was directly bombarded out of the ring, and the mysterious and yellow aura in the jade pendant on his waist was constantly plundered.
"Purple Moon Heart Sutra!"
Bai Ling's face looked a little ugly. He obviously underestimated the power of this unique skill. He could even swallow the sword power at a critical moment and turn it into his own use.
Senior Brother Bai Ling, Jue Chen, among the seven heroes of Nanhua, looked at Lin Yun with a calm expression.
It seems that I am not surprised by this result, but I am just a little curious about how Lin Yun saw it.
As for the others, their faces were a little complicated, and they were actually the same as Lin Yun said. Within two moves, Ye Qingfeng defeated Yang Teng and slapped Bai Ling in the face.
The secret confrontation came to an end, and no one dared to underestimate Lin Yun anymore.
The melee between the seventh and fourth groups continued slowly. Feng Wudao, Fang Hanluo, Juechen and others who performed well in the points competition won their respective victories one after another.
Among them, Juechen is the strongest, and his opponent did not admit defeat, as if he wanted to take a little luck.
After all, both sides lose, so it's better to fight. Many young leaders in the knockout round were stimulated. Facing these terrifying figures among the seven heroes, they are not like the first round of points matches, and they admit defeat before they show up.
Unfortunately, this Juechen is too strong.
Most people didn't even see how he took action, so his opponent spit out blood and was directly knocked away from the air.
Feng Wudao is a master who has won consecutive victories in the seven groups, and he still continues his myth of winning streaks. His victory is clean and neat, and he is extremely domineering.
It gives people the feeling that there are many hidden means that have not been used.
However, Fang Hanluo, the more he fought, he became stronger and stronger, and was used to breaking through his own weirdness in the battle, and he was a bit lucky to win. His opponent was very strong, and the two finally fought for more than 500 moves before he could barely win and was seriously injured.
But looking at his indifferent face, it makes people feel extremely strange.
"Mixed team fight, Lin Yun vs. Bai Ling!"
The referee's voice sounded again, and among the few dazzling characters, Lin Yun and Bai Ling, who had not yet appeared, were actually separated.
"Ye Qingfeng, who do you think has a better chance of winning?"
After the two of them came on stage, someone asked Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng already knew that Lin Yun had previously asserted that he would win two moves. The man also wanted to test his eyesight and see how to define Lin Yun in his eyes.
Ye Qingfeng smiled indifferently, glanced at Juechen, and pondered: "Although I don't like this kid very much, Qingmu Pavilion ranks at the bottom among the nine overlords. Just Bai Ling wants to defeat Lin Yun, there is no chance of 50%.
In front of Juechen, saying that Qingmu Pavilion is not good, so Ye Qingfeng, who was born in Ziyue Cave Heaven, dared to be so arrogant.
"Maybe, but it's not that simple for Lin Yun to defeat Bai Ling, and the outcome is hard to say."
Juechen smiled mysteriously, and it seemed that Bai Ling still had a strong trump card in her hand.
On the Shenglong Platform.
Bai Ling looked at Lin Yun coldly and pondered: "You have good eyesight, but a master fights, not just because of eyesight. It's not as simple as you think you want to beat me."
His words didn't seem to be said to Lin Yun, but rather to himself.
To a certain extent, eyesight is strength, and only by standing high can you see far. In the first match of the mixed group, Bai Ling was under a lot of pressure.
"Maybe simpler than I thought."
Lin Yun said casually with a calm expression.
Bai Ling frowned. Lin Yun's calm attitude made him feel a little nervous and nervous. The calm expression of Yun Fengqing did not seem to take him seriously, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
What trump card does this guy have?
The two of them advanced in their respective groups with ten consecutive victories. This battle was destined to end the winning streak, attracting the attention of many spectators.
"I can feel the sword intent in your body. Let's draw the sword, otherwise you may not even have the chance to draw the sword."
With the Burial Flower Sword in hand, Lin Yun looked at the other party and said calmly.
As soon as this statement was spoken, it caused a lot of uproar. The ten consecutive victories in Bai Ling had not used a sword.
"Arrogant! Whoever wins and who loses, maybe?"
The anger in Bai Ling's eyes could no longer be suppressed, but he did raise his hand and draw his sword out of the sheath as Lin Yun said.
clang!
The sword sound was loud and the sword light was flashing, and the majestic sword force soared into the sky like a rising water pillar. In an instant, the sword force on Bai Ling's body reached an extremely powerful level, making many people's eyes lit up.
"wind!"
The moment the sword force exploded, Bai Ling came to kill with the sword. The strong wind swept, and the white-collar man rushed over like a water tornado.
This move is somewhat similar to Lin Yun’s Tian Shuyun, but the artistic conception is completely different.
The wind is the main one, water is the auxiliary one, and the man and sword are united.
Click! Click!
Another sword sound suddenly rose, and the Burial Flower was unsheathed inch, and the tornado that rushed over shattered. When the Burial Flowers were all pulled out, the sword body like autumn water rippled with a dreamy light, and the figure of the Bai Ling was forced out directly.
“So strong.”
Bai Ling was secretly shocked. Among his peers, he had never seen such a terrible sword technique. Just the momentum of raising the sword out of the sheath, he broke his killer move.
The thought moved slightly, and Bai Ling knew that she could not continue to retain her strength, so she activated the sword intent.
With the blessing of the sword intent, the broken sword force of the white silk gathers again like dust, and it is even more condensed and heavy for you. It turns from a sand dune to a towering mountain, and the lonely peak rises, and it is unstoppable.
This is the power of the sword intent!
Lin Yun looked calm and did not use the sword intent. He only used the Zi Yuan Sword Technique to welcome the enemy.
The next moment, the figures of the two men kept flashing on the battlefield. As the figures changed, sword blades collided and sparks flew everywhere.
Many people in the audience suddenly stared at the two people who were fighting. This battle was indeed exciting. Both of them had extremely sharp sword skills and their cultivation was also unfathomable.
The sword light that flies from time to time is dazzling and stunning.
The vague figures kept shaking, and every time they interlaced, they were extremely thrilling. All the leaders with some strength were frightened and excited to see them.
But gradually, some doubts arose in these people's hearts. Lin Yun did not use the sword intent?
According to rumors, Lin Yun's sword intent is unfathomable, and he is a phoenix-haired and horned person in the entire ancient Nanhua domain.
But now, the battle is so dangerous that Lin Yun can be hard to distinguish with his opponent with his superb sword skills. He is really a little confused.
Lin Yun didn't think too much about it. He had already thought about it and would not be exposed if he could not reveal his trump card.
Besides, he didn't support it, and the Zi Yuan Sword Technique was almost not much reserved. The ice crystal-like purple floral flowers in the purple mansion were half blooming, and the vast real energy filled the body. The sword force poured into the burial flowers was not weak at all.
After entanglement for a long time, Bai Ling never gained any advantage. Deep down, she became more and more frightened as she fought. Lin Yun was like a bottomless cold pond. The more she fought, the more she could feel the unfathomableness of the other party.
I don't believe it, I can't force out your true strength.
Bai Ling knew that she could not see through the depth of the other party and would never have a chance to win. She roared now
"The autumn wind and leaves fall, sweeping across the world!"
He urged his own small sword intent to the limit. When the autumn wind blew, a sad feeling filled the Shenglongtai. The sound of whimpering suddenly became cold in people's ears, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
The perfect fusion of sword intent and sword art artistic conception is indeed a bit talented. Only experts can win the power of this killer move.
Unfortunately... I met me.
The sky is broken and the clouds are broken!
Lin Yun's wrist shook violently, and ten water tornados roared away, covering the sky and the sun, and squeezed the entire Shenglong Platform without any gaps.
Kick!
With the two killer moves against each other, Bai Ling was instantly shocked and blood stains were overflowing from the corners of her mouth. Her pupils shrank suddenly. What kind of martial arts did this guy practiced? It was incredible that such a strong killer move could burst out in an instant.
Can't hide your weaknesses anymore.
"A powerful man!"
A ruthless look flashed in Bai Ling's eyes. This move was extremely powerful and could even severely damage the monster who had half a step of Tianpo. He had not yet mastered it completely, and once he was sacrificed, he would be seriously injured.
But at this point, there is nothing to be afraid of.
He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his clothes swelled wildly, and there was lightning flashing above his head. As the momentum was rising wildly, Bai Ling's expression became extremely ferocious, and he gave people the feeling that even the Shenglong Platform could be split into two halves.
Lin Yun paused in his heart and felt the dangerous aura. It was the first time that the dragons had experienced this feeling in a feast.
But it was almost an instinctive reaction. The moment the terrifying killer move was about to be used, Lin Yun sacrificed the great innate sword intent.
It is also an innate sword intent, but the difference between small and big success is like the difference between heaven and earth.
Especially the innate sword intent that Lin Yun mastered was almost beyond the ability to think, including his opponents, and even Lin Yun himself.
He just felt the threat and his body instinctively reacted, reacting at the lowest cost and at the fastest speed.
Puchi!
In a flash, the white silk with swords raised in both hands spit out blood, and the person was knocked out like a rainbow light and fell on the shore.
His sword was still in the air, but he fainted on the shore, and blood kept gushing out of the wounds on his chest.
rock!
The long sword fell to the ground, swaying and making a crisp sound, waking everyone up.
They stared at Lin Yun with their eyes wide open, but their necks seemed to be pinching and they couldn't speak.
What kind of sword technique is this?
Both gods and ghosts were shocked, and they were so fast that they were scared.