Seven hundred and eighty fourth chapters indomitable
Chapter 784
Three swords, with only three swords, defeated Ye Qingfeng, who had half a step into Tianpo, with only three swords.
Moreover, the sword intent emitted by Lin Yun is still the innate sword intent, which gives people the impression that there is still plenty of energy.
The referee was a little lost, and Lin Yun's strength was obvious to all. No one thought he was a weak person. Even in the hearts of many people, he would definitely enter the top thirty of this year's dragon feast.
Even if you have a chance to make a move, you may not be able to enter the top fifteen.
After all, the Three Kings and Seven Kings are too terrifying. Being able to enter the top fifteen is already an extremely terrifying ranking. The most important thing is that Lin Yun is only eighteen years old.
But no one thought that he could defeat Ye Qingfeng with three swords. When the result appeared, the referee could not believe the result he saw.
It was not just the referee who couldn't believe it, but many people were taken aback. They thought Lin Yun would be defeated.
After all, the gap in cultivation is too big, one and a half-step Tianpo, and the other is at the peak of Yin and Yang Realm. According to common sense, Ye Qingfeng is enough to crush Lin Yun.
But the result of this battle was as expected.
If it was Nangong Wanyu from Beixue Villa, or Li Mubai from Tianjian Sect, the three swords defeated Ye Qingfeng, or even one sword defeated Ye Qingfeng.
But Lin Yun is different. He is just a rising star and his cultivation is not very high. To put it bluntly, he still comes from the Qin Empire. Such a remote place cannot compare with the nine overlord forces.
The most exaggerated thing is that Lin Yun still feels calm and has not done his best to this day.
"It's incredible!"
"It's another three swords. His sword intent must be more than the innate perfection. How many trump cards does Lin Yun hide?"
"I suspect now that even if I meet the top ten monsters in the previous session, Lin Yun may not be without a chance."
The leaders of all parties at the viewing table looked more shocked and extremely surprised.
Ye Qingfeng is different from the others Lin Yun defeated before. He is a monster of half-step Tianpo, and his cultivation is enough to be comparable to Nanhua's seven heroes.
"If the Three Kings and Seven Kings fail to show up, it is difficult for anyone to guarantee that he will end his winning streak of 100%.
Feng Wudao, who was defeated in Lin Yun's hands, sighed and said helplessly.
Now there are three masters in the fourth and seventh groups who have not yet fought against Lin Yun. There is no need to say much about Juechen and Ji Feng, both of whom are top masters among the Seven Legends of Nanhua.
The remaining one is Yan Ziqing, who ranked 14th in the last Longyun List, and his strength is comparable to Wu Xiaotian. This person is quite impressive, but he has long been famous and is an older master, and his popularity is not as good as Lin Yun.
Originally, Feng Wudao thought that if he met Yan Ziqing, Lin Yun would definitely lose. But now it seems that Lin Yun has at least 40% chance of winning.
As for Fang Hanluo, in Feng Wudao's opinion, there is too much uncertainty.
In the seat of Tian Yao Pavilion, Yan Longzi looked a little ugly. After all, he had long said that Lin Yun would die if he refused to admit defeat.
"This guy is indeed capable, but it is still unlikely to enter the top ten."
A cold light flashed in Yan Longzi's eyes and he said coldly.
Yue Weiwei ignored him at all, and a rare quietness appeared on her charming face, and her eyes looked at Lin Yun with a soft look.
Brother Yun has really grown up.
I still remember the silly boy who dared to ignore life and death in the innate realm and rescue him in front of Bai Lixuan. Faced with Si Xueyi's pursuit, he would rather jump out of Yinfengjian than hand over himself.
I didn't expect that in just two years he would rise so quickly.
As he thought about it, Yue Weiwei thought of all kinds of interesting words in the Yinfeng River, and a smile couldn't help but raise a smile on the corner of her mouth.
When Lin Yun returned to the arena, the mysterious yellow aura in the jade pendant on his waist had condensed into a star with one star. The starry light overflowed and turned into wisps of light draped on Lin Yun, making him look particularly sacred.
Nangong Wanyu of Beixue Villa and Li Mubai of Tianjian Sect looked at each other
, the same meaning appeared in the eyes of both of them.
In this feast of dragons, there is one more swordsman worth noting in addition to the other party.
Time passes and the game continues.
In the next round of the game, Lin Yun's opponent directly chose to admit defeat, which was surprising.
There are only three rounds left in the knockout round, and each person has three games. At critical moments, no one is fighting for a game that cannot be won.
Not long after, the four groups and seven groups were in a melee.
Feng Wudao met Ye Qingfeng, and both of them were defeated by Lin Yun. Originally, Ye Qingfeng should have been stronger. But he was seriously injured by Lin Yun, and the advantage of half-step Tianpo was not so obvious. It is hard to say that the outcome of this battle is still very interesting.
As soon as the two fought, Ye Qingfeng wanted to rely on his cultivation advantage to fight quickly, but he didn't want to delay.
The Sanjue Claw showed an extremely fierce terrifying offensive in his hands. Feng Wudao smiled slightly. He, who had always liked to fight head-on, chose to avoid the edge for the time being.
"Broken mountain claws!"
In the sky of purple moon, Ye Qingfeng's murderous aura overflowed, and his claws slapped out the extremely huge beast claws. The beast claws were violent, and it seemed that the mountain could be crushed easily.
Puchi!
Feng Wudao was accidentally caught and several ferocious wounds were caught on his chest, bleeding.
"See when you can be arrogant!"
Feng Wudao's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, and a flash of lightning flashed, quickly avoiding the opponent's subsequent offensive. Although he was retreating, there would always be a terrifying killer counterattack when he was moving, so that the opponent would not be too powerful.
On the Shenglong Platform, figures flashed.
The two of them went back and forth, and the offensive was quite fierce, but it was obvious that Ye Qingfeng had the advantage.
"Hide, hide, hide, hide, I see when you hide, Sanjue Heartbreaking Fist!"
An annoyance flashed in Ye Qingfeng's eyes, and the terrifying killing move that had previously faced Lin Yun was directly bombarded.
Looking closely, the sharpness of this move is far less than that of Lin Yun.
"Waiting for you."
Feng Wudao sneered and instantly displayed the thunder will that had reached its peak, and the sky was immediately filled with heavy thunder clouds.
The originally bright moonlight was dull in the blink of an eye.
Bang!
Zi Yue was light, Feng Wudao's blow suddenly broke out, smashing the three heartbreaking fists directly. Ye Qingfeng spit out blood and landed directly on the edge of the ring. His footsteps shook and almost landed.
"I've given up."
Feng Wudao smiled slightly and bowed and said.
"See you in the ranking battle."
Ye Qingfeng's eyes flashed, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say much after all.
Win is victory, defeat is defeat, and it is meaningless to find any excuses. Win back in the ranking battle.
"I'll wait."
Feng Wudao smiled coldly, but was not afraid.
The knockout round is approaching, and the game becomes increasingly cruel. In order to compete for the 100 places in the ranking battle, there is almost no way to stay.
In the other groups of games, Lin Yun took a rough look and said that Wu Xiaotian was still undefeated in one battle and was extremely strong.
Ji Wuye was a little bad and had already lost two games. If he was not lucky, he would have encountered the Three Kings and Seven Yings' feast of this year, the journey of the Dragon Feast of the Three Kings and Seven Yings will be over.
With a glance, Lin Yun's eyes fell on Bai Lixuan.
Bai Lixuan was a little unlucky. He had met Nangong Wanyu before and chose to admit defeat very decisively.
The winning streak has been terminated, but with his strength, it should be almost certain to enter the final ranking battle. Moreover, his Canglong Sword Art is far from fully exerting his strength, and Lin Yun has a kind of intuition.
Bai Lixuan still has a trump card in his hand, which is why he admits defeat to Nangong Wanyu directly and does not want to reveal his killer weapon.
His ambition is very big.
After dozens of moves, Bai Lixuan on Shenglong Platform took away his opponent's weapons with one sword and won the victory.
The two looked at each other and nodded slightly, as if they had said hello.
"It seems that Lin Yun and Bai Lixuan should have no problem entering the ranking battle. Especially Lin Yun, his potential is far from being revealed. If he continues, he will have a chance to enter the top fifteen."
In the seats of the Great Qin Empire, the elders of several other sects congratulated the protector of Mei.
Guardian Mei smiled on his face, and both Lin Yun and Bai Lixuan had great feelings. Now both of them have extremely eye-catching expressions at the feast of dragons, and deep down he can no longer describe it as excitement.
Who would have thought that a disciple of the Great Qin Empire could shine such a dazzling light in the feast of dragons.
After this feast, Lingxiao Jiange will surely be prosperous and will most likely leave the Qin Empire.
Soon, the eighth and ninth rounds of the knockout round ended one after another, and each of the players present had only one game left.
The overall situation has been decided, but no one dares to relax in the final match of this knockout round.
Even the players who made steady progress in the ranking battle did not want to admit defeat. Until now, almost all disciples of each sect have understood the importance of the Xuanhuang Qi.
So far, there are only a handful of players who can still maintain a winning streak, except for the three kings and seven heroes.
Only Lin Yun, Wu Xiaotian, Yan Ziqing and the mysterious black-robed swordsman Zhu Qingshan were left, and the other dark horses either lost or gave in.
As for Yue Weiwei, she met Jiang Ziye from Qianyun Sect.
In the battle that everyone was looking forward to, Yue Weiwei smiled and chose to give in.
It was beyond the expectations of many people. After all, Yue Weiwei is quite mysterious. Many people think she has the ability to fight Jiang Ziye.
Among the four, Wu Xiaotian and Yan Ziqing are older masters. One of them ranked 11th in the previous Longyun List and the other ranked 14th in the top. Without encountering the three kings and seven heroes, the winning streak has not been unexpected.
Only Lin Yun and Zhu Qingshan, two dark horses, one with a sword and the other with a knife, left a deep impression on people.
But compared to Lin Yun, Zhu Qingshan is too harsh and has many dead souls under the knife, which makes people not very comfortable. Many people think that he should be practicing magic skills, and maybe he is a disciple of an evil cultivator, so he used a black robe to cover his face.
"In the last round of the mixed group battle, Lin Yun vs. Ji Feng!"
Wow!
As soon as the referee's voice fell, a fierce noise broke out in the huge venue, and the entire audience seat was shocked.
"This is really unexpected. There is only the last battle left, and I actually encountered Ji Feng."
"I thought Lin Yun would end the knockout round with a winning streak. This is not good. The dark horses before, they all took the initiative to admit defeat when they met the Three Kings and Seven Yings, and retained their trump card."
"This is correct. After all, it's just a knockout round. The real decisive battle is still a ranking battle."
"I don't know if Ji Feng gives Lin Yun a chance to decide the outcome, just like him and Juechen, otherwise Lin Yun will probably have to admit defeat."
Among the many discussions, most of them were sighs, and they didn't meet in nine games, but they encountered them in the last game. Lin Yun's luck was really bad, otherwise he would have won the final victory to the end.
Off the stage, Ji Feng looked cold and did not move.
In addition to facing Juechen, his opponents chose to admit defeat. He did not think Lin Yun would be an accident. The reputation of the Three Kings and Seven Kings has a fatal deterrent effect for these dark horses.
For a moment, countless eyes fell on Lin Yun, waiting for his decision.
Bai Lixuan, Ji Wuye, Wu Xiaotian, Nangong Wanyu, Li Mubai... Whether familiar or unfamiliar, they were very curious about what decision he would make.
Feeling these many sights, the burial flowers hidden in the sheath trembled and buzzed.
Go forward to the heart of the sword!
Lin Yun carried the burial flower and flashed and landed on Shenglong Platform. His steps were not hesitant at all.