"My name is Yan Tianrui. I am new to you. Please take care of me!"
The moment the man in black took off his hood, the cheering sound of the crowd of thousands of families immediately became quiet.
Wan Feng's face changed suddenly with his original intention and winning streak in two battles.
Holding Han Yun Gun's hand, he trembled slightly, and looking at the half-blooded mask, his eyes could not hide his horror.
Blood Cloud Gate!
As a frontier county of the empire, Qingyang County can be regarded as the most chaotic county, with various forces entangled with each other and disputes over interests are cruel and bloody.
From time to time, you can hear a certain force being uprooted and killed in the whole family.
This place is chaotic and irritable, and only the strong can stand firm.
For hundreds of years, there are only three sects that can truly dominate Qingyang County and stand firm, namely Jinyan Sect, Mingguang Pavilion and Xueyun Sect.
Among the three overlords of Qingyang County, the Blood Cloud Sect is the most terrifying.
It is one thing to be strong and profound, but it is another thing to deal with things. Ninety-five years of deeds that have been destroyed by the entire family are inseparable from the Xueyun Sect.
The boy in black in front of him was a disciple of the Blood Cloud Sect, and must be an elite disciple.
Only the half mask he wore on his face was qualified to wear only a hundred disciples in front of the inner gate.
The mask itself is a medium-grade mysterious weapon that can be used to defend against head attacks.
In addition to being surprised by words, the most likely key to being fatal to warriors is their heads.
It can protect the key points of the head without affecting the vision and flexibility of the warrior. The only blood cloud mask in Qingyang County is that it cannot be disguised.
The boy in black looked at Wan Feng and grinned, "Aren't you very arrogant just now? Why are you mute now?"
Wan Feng swallowed and pondered: "I just didn't know how much of your disciples of Xueyun Sect offended you."
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, hahaha!" Yan Tianrui laughed loudly when he heard this, but it made people shudder.
It turns out that this is his confidence!
Wan Qiuye looked at Kong Yuan and saw the other person smiling. The old god said, "Why is Brother Wan's face a little wrong?"
"You are playing with fire!"
Wan Qiuye said with a cold expression on his face and gritted his teeth.
In order to make a 8th-grade spiritual lake, it actually attracted the three overlord sects, and it was the most difficult Blood Cloud Sect among the three sects.
Kong Yuan and his group were simply crazy.
For the Wan family, they never thought about finding disciples from the three major sects.
Although the three overlords don’t care too much about an eighth-grade spiritual lake, if they participate in this matter, they will definitely have to take away at least 70% of the quota, and there is no need to discuss it.
But I never expected that the other party would come to Xueyun Sect.
Kong Yuan smiled grimly and said, "Don't worry, I have a sense of responsibility. Mr. Yan's father owed me a favor when he was young, and this time he participated in it as a private person. You should worry more about your son Wanfeng. Yan Tianrui just half a month ago
Open the three orifices!”
"What?"
The three innate orifices!
The people from the Wan family looked at the boy in black, their faces changed drastically, and their eyes were full of horror.
He opened the three innate orifices at the age of eighteen, and this talent is so evil.
Wan Qiuye's face looked a little ugly, and the thing he was most afraid of finally happened.
How strong Lin Yun is, he can only have a congenital trick. How can he block the other party?
"Young Master Yan, there is no need to greet this junior. Take action, there is no need to be delayed." Kong Yuan smiled grimly and said coldly.
The boy in black nodded slightly, looked at Wan Feng and smiled, "My uncle can't wait, why don't you just admit defeat?"
"dream!"
The other party's contemptuous attitude made Wan Feng feel extremely frustrated. He gritted his teeth, shook his wrist, and Han Yun Gun shot away.
A little cold light burst out at the tip of the gun. Wan Feng whirled the cold cloud gun in his hand, making it airtight and attacked continuously.
For a moment, the cold wind whistled, and the dust condensed into sharp ice thorns, roaring and roaring in the field.
The characteristics of the Hanyun Spear exerted about 70% of its power in his hands, and the gun power was extremely terrifying.
But useless...
As soon as his wrist moved, Yan Tianrui smiled faintly and avoided it in advance, unable to hurt him at all.
Lin Yun frowned slightly, and his ears!
The third orifice of Yan Tianrui should be opened by the ear orifice. When the wind sounds, the opponent's offensive will be judged, dodged in advance, and remained invincible.
The seven innate orifices can strengthen one ability every time you open one.
Lin Yun, who had opened his eyes, knew very well that his vision was much better than before.
As the opening of the acupoints increases, the advantages brought by this strengthening will skyrocket several times.
The difference between the innate one or two orifices is not too big, but compared with the three orifices, it is almost separated by a level of heaven.
Yan Tianrui, who is more aware than Wanfeng, has a huge advantage in battle. It is not like a battle, but more like playing with an opponent.
Lin Yun was shocked to see it. It was too obvious that there was an advantage in realm.
"Don't you sacrifice your martial soul yet? Then don't sacrifice it!"
boom!
Yan Tianrui's aura suddenly surged, and with a palm, he slapped it, and a blood-red light burst out from his entire palm, pressing against the tip of the gun.
Wan Feng's expression changed slightly, he held the gun handle with both hands and pulled back hard.
But he was extremely shocked to find that no matter how hard he used, the Hanyun Spear could not move at all, as if he was sucked by the other party's palm.
Whoosh!
In the flash of lightning, Yan Tianrui held the gun head with his back hand, and the blood-red light wrapped around the entire gun body, turning around and twitching.
Rush!
Wan Feng was staggered and his palms hurt, and the Hanyun Gun came out of his hand.
"mine……"
Wan Feng was shocked. Just as he looked up, the other party swept out with the Hanyun spear in his back.
Bang!
A huge force burst out, slapped Wan Feng and vomited blood, and his entire body was shaken away in mid-air.
call out!
The Hanyun Spear turned around and Yan Tianrui pulled a grim smile from the corner of his mouth. He held the handle of the gun in one hand and stabbed the sky.
Puchi!
Wan Feng in the air was instantly stabbed, and the black armor on his chest was pierced with one shot.
The wound on the chest was filled with blood, making people frightened.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
After landing, Wan Feng burst out with a loud bang and his body bounced several times.
"Enough, we will admit defeat in this game."
Seeing Yan Tianrui so fiercely, Wan Qiuye quickly spoke, asking the elders of the Wan family to carry Wan Feng away, who had fallen to the ground and severely injured.
As his eyes turned, Wan Qiuye's vision fell on Lin Yun.
At the same time, many people from the Wan family looked at him.
No one expected that the great situation would reverse so quickly.
The Kong family actually invited elite disciples from the Blood Cloud Sect, and Wan Feng fought with the other party, which was a completely one-sided and harsh battle.
It's so miserable...
The mood seemed a little heavy. It seemed that the eighth-grade Linghu was destined to be divided into half.
Benefit.
Lin Yun was under great pressure and walked up with a slightly solemn expression.
"How much chance do you have?"
When passing by Wan Qiuye, the other party suddenly spoke and asked softly.
"have no idea."
Don't know? This is like giving up on oneself...
Wan Qiuye suddenly seemed a little disappointed, but thinking about it was because he was an elite disciple of the Blood Cloud Sect.
Facing the opponent of the three innate orifices, to be honest, Lin Yun really doesn’t know how much chance of winning.
Can you give up on yourself?
That's not to mention the three innate orifices, you have to try it out to know it!
"You are the only one left in the Wan family?"
Under half of the mask, Yan Tianrui said with a relaxed expression and a little bored: "I haven't warmed up yet... I wouldn't have come if I had known."
"Give me my Hanyun Spear first."
Lin Yun said lightly.
"Hehe, it's easy to say, it's easy to say!"
call out!
Yan Tianrui sneered, and a blood-red light burst into flames wrapped in a cold cloud gun.
The harsh sound of breaking through the air was like a sonic boom, which made people's eardrums hurt slightly, and the Cold Cloud Gun was like a blood-colored lightning bolt, flying into it.
"So fast!"
The Wan family members took a breath of air conditioning, and couldn't even help but take a few steps back.
I was afraid that Lin Yun would not be able to catch it, and it would affect them.
But no one expected a scene to happen suddenly.
When Lin Yun saw that he did not retreat or dodge, he reached out and grabbed the gun handle directly.
Huh!
The Hanyun Spear kept spinning in its hand, rolling up endless wind.
A terrifying shot was caught by Lin Yun so easily.
Whoosh!
The Hanyun Spear danced and Lin Yun suddenly rose into the air, holding the tail of the gun with one hand, as if holding a evil dragon and slashing it down.
Such a sudden scene caught Yan Tianrui off guard, his face changed slightly, and he quickly dodged.
Rush!
But as soon as he retreated, the gun in Lin Yun followed closely. Like a spirit snake waving its tail, one shot after another, and biting it to death.
Yan Tianrui's face suddenly looked a little ugly. Even though he could hear the direction of the spear attack, he was a little reluctant to avoid it.
Too fast!
He fell into a passive step and was completely unable to counterattack.
After ten moves, he was forced to retreat and had to cross his hands and take the next shot.
On the spot, he was shocked ten steps back.
My hands were sore, and I was secretly surprised, and I felt so strong.
“Are you warmed up enough?”
Looking up, there was a bright smile on Lin Yun's pretty face. He refused to give in and slap him again.
"Blood Cloud Hand!"
Yan Tianrui cursed angrily in his heart, and when he raised his hand, blood surging, he used the same trick again, and put his palm on the tip of the gun.
rub!
When the palm of his palm pressed against the tip of the gun, Yan Tianrui smiled and grabbed the tip of the gun with his backhand.
"Come on me!"
But after this thrust, Yan Tianrui's face changed drastically, and the other party did not move at all, like a towering mountain.
"Get some real skills, I haven't warmed up yet!"
Lin Yun's wrist shook, and under the huge recoil, Yan Tianrui felt the blood in his body churning, and quickly let go and took several steps back.