Many people did not expect that Zhao Yan, who seemed dull and inconspicuous, actually defeated Cheng Xiong.
Especially the last sword, many people didn't understand it.
Under the hat, Lin Yun nodded, and indeed he was not wrong.
"It's interesting..."
Ji Lingfeng and other demons in the holy land also lit up when they saw this sword.
"Sword Sect Zhao Yan, I've given up."
Zhao Yan defeated his opponent, but had no intention of ending. He looked around and said, "Who else is willing to fight with Zhao."
"I'll meet you, Guiyun Sect Yuan Hao!"
The person who came was about 30 years old, with a strong figure and a sharp gaze. He was Cheng Xiong's senior brother.
"Please give me advice!"
Zhao Yan still said nothing nonsense, holding a sword in his right hand to salute.
Swish!
Yuan Hao rose up from the ground, and a huge ghost appeared behind him, then raised his hand to suppress Zhao Yan.
The ghost behind him raised his huge hand and pressed it down with his palm.
Before the palm light fell, a huge shadow covered the sky, and the thunder and blood battle platform also trembled.
"Thirty-six heaven!"
Zhao Yan swung his sword, and his originally dull eyes became sharp and wanton.
Puchi!
Thirty-six sword lights tear the ghost shadow's giant palm into pieces, and then turned into a huge word "天" and pressed over.
God is in the sky, and my sword turns into the sky!
At the same time, the Shenxiao sword intent went wild, making the ancient word "Tian" even more terrifying.
Yuan Hao frowned slightly, his figure changed, and he kicked him in the air.
Bang!
The ghost behind him was like a mountain rising up, kicking the word "Sky". With a loud bang, it seemed as if layers of sky were shattered.
"Seventy-two earths!"
Without waiting for the other party to kick, Zhao Yan raised his sword and killed him, and sword lights continued to fall.
After the seventy-two swords, the gravity on the ground continued to superimpose, Yuan Hao's originally ghostly body movement became difficult to move.
Especially the terrifying and huge ghost, it was extremely stiff, as if it was falling into a quagmire.
"Heaven and earth are as you wish!"
After dozens of moves, Zhao Yan turned around and sword, and the words "Heaven and Earth" overlapped.
Bang!
The universe was upside down, the heaven and earth were reversed, and the void was constantly twisting, but the sword in his hand pierced through the void like a terrifying geese.
With the blessing of these many strange phenomena, they are invincible and layers of ghosts are constantly torn apart.
After a hundred moves, Yuan Hao gradually lost his support, and his cultivation level was much higher than Cheng Xiong. Zhao Yan, who was only at the seventh level of the dragon vein, should have lost in one encounter, but after a long battle, he gradually fell at a disadvantage.
"Xiaoyao Nine Swords, this is the sword technique of the Burial Flower Master!"
"Who is this person?"
"A nameless man, who can only make Yuan Hao feel so embarrassed when he knows the sword skills of the Huagong Treasures, can he be so embarrassed if the Huagong Treasures himself is here!"
"This person is not simple. His Xiaoyao Nine Swords seem to be bigger, slightly different from the Xiaoyao Nine Swords that the Hua Hua Gong used."
After Lin Yun became famous in one battle, many of his deeds were rumored to be magical.
The sword technique he practiced was also spread.
He is known as a rare swordsman in a thousand years. Many swordsmen are studying his swordsmanship. Lin Yun has also used the Xiaoyao Nine Swords many times, so everyone is not very familiar with it.
Lin Yun heard the discussion from all over the world and said in his heart a glimpse of luck.
Fortunately, he has always been very cautious. Lin Xiao's identity has never used the Xiaoyao Nine Swords.
But Zhao Yan is really good. He only passed it to the Four Swords, but he didn't expect to cultivate to such a level.
That's Zhao Yan!
If anyone else had no guidance from Master Yaoguang, it would be almost impossible to master these four swords.
I had to find a way to hand over the five swords to him, Lin Yun said in his heart.
At the beginning, he only knew the four swords in front, so the five swords in the back were not taught. It would be a waste not to practice the five swords in the back with Zhao Yan's talent.
"defeat!"
Zhao Yan became more and more brave as he fought. After using his sword technique, his sword force opened and closed, and invisibly, he actually brought his sword skills to another level.
Bang!
Yuan Hao vomited blood and took five steps to barely stand firm.
Zhao Yan stood with a sword, looked up and said, "You are defeated."
"Okay, Yuan Hao will go down."
Seeing that Yuan Hao was not convinced, Qiushan Jun wanted to fight fiercely, so he spoke directly to announce the result.
Yuan Hao's face was dull, but if he continued to fight, his chances of winning were still not high.
As long as he couldn't find a countermeasure to deal with swordsmanship, Zhao Yan would be almost invincible. This guy was too difficult to deal with.
Zhao Yan had no end. He took action one after another, and fought six consecutive games with the free sword technique.
Win all six battles!
His ranking on the dragon list soared, reaching less than a thousand, shocking the audience.
After the sixth battle was still won, the whole audience was almost infuriated, which was a real sword to become famous.
The demons from the major holy lands have to face them.
"This sword technique is really amazing. I haven't even figured out a way to crack it." Qingshuangjun, among the four young masters, frowned slightly and pondered softly.
"I want to see how charming this sword technique would be in the hands of the Huahua Gongzi." Akiyama Jun laughed softly.
The few nodded. The burial flower damnation is really a legend.
He is obviously no longer in the world, but his legend is still circulating, and even this martial arts tea party cannot avoid talking about him.
In a vague sense, there was already a shocking smell of the first sword on the three list, and it was even better.
Fortunately, such a person has chosen a dead end for himself.
He will never show up within ten years, and there are even rumors that he has fallen.
"You are not the only one in the Sword Sect, right? That would be a bit boring. I'll meet you."
At this moment, a figure stood up.
When many eyes looked in the sound, they all took a breath of cold air, and a look of shock appeared in their eyes.
Two hundred in the dragon list, Mingzong Yanxiao!
Finally, the leader of the Holy Land is about to take action, but the rankings are too different, which is really a bit bullying.
"Zhao Yan, I'll do it!"
Amid everyone's surprise, Ye Ziling stood up. She was heroic and cool and icy.
She wanted everyone to change their views on the Sword Sect. The Sword Sect is no longer the Sword Sect of the past. Even without Jian Jingtian and Junior Brother Lin Yun, there is still someone who can stand up.
Even if it is a demon in the holy land and a disciple of the Sword Sect, you can compete for it!
“So beautiful!”
"There is such a beautiful woman in the Sword Sect, which is incredible..."
"It doesn't make sense to just look good. The martial arts tea party is about strength, not beauty pageants."
"She is very confident. Is she better than Zhao Yan? I don't believe it!"
But the moment Ye Ziling appeared, almost everyone was attracted by her appearance, and then her eyes were fixed on her slender legs.
It was a pair of slender and fair legs, graceful and round, and Ye Ziling's legs had a perfect length. Even without deliberately showing them, it would be difficult to move away from their sight.
Even Ji Lingfeng, the Fourth Young Master and others among the demons in the holy land could not help but look over, with a stunning look in their eyes.
"Is she Ye Ziling? Brother Yun has never lacked beauties." Yue Weiwei looked at Ye Ziling and chuckled softly.
Lin Yun told her about her classmates. Yue Weiwei had some impression of Ye Ziling and was quite surprised when she saw the real person.
Especially those beautiful legs, even she was a little jealous.
Lin Yun said: "It's her, she is my senior brother's daughter."
Yue Weiwei nodded. She knew the relationship between Lin Yun and Ye Ziling, and she was quite curious about Ye Ziling.
"What I like is Hua Hua Gong. What does it have to do with you Lin Yun? She said it, hehe, I like this sister's personality very much." Yue Weiwei narrowed her eyes slightly, she was extremely cute.
Under the hat, Lin Yun smiled. Ye Ziling's words did shock him for a long time.
When Zhao Yan saw Ye Ziling approaching, he nodded, put his sword back into the sheath, saluted and said he would leave.
When everyone's eyes were attracted by Ye Ziling, they quietly retreated. After sitting down, their eyes became dull and lost.
It has a huge contrast with the sharpness on the battlefield just now.
"Why did a woman come?"
Mingzong Yan Xiao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I, Yan Xiao, don't have the habit of beating women. Let's change someone, or I will fight him after Zhao Yan rests. Yan is not very interested in the Sword Sect. I just want to see the Xiaoyao Nine Swords of the Burial Flower Master."
Ye Ziling said lightly: "If my junior brother is really here, I'm afraid you won't have the courage to say this."
Yan Xiao felt the contempt in her words and snorted coldly: "You are too arrogant to look down on him. If he is really here, let alone the top ten of the dragon list, there may not be a position in the top one hundred."
"Don't believe it? Then I'll play with you!"
Yan Xiao actually sneered at the Burial Flower Master, wanting to defeat Zhao Yan to prove that the other party’s Xiaoyao Nine Swords were just like this.
Unexpectedly, Ye Ziling appeared. It would be fine. She defeated the other party first and then forced Zhao Yan to take action.
"Divine light destroys the world!"
Yan Xiao punched out, and the violent and scorching air waves formed an extremely dazzling turbulent flow.
The turbulent streams shone with dazzling light. In the middle of the turbulent stream, a fist light pierced through the void like divine light and roared into it.
boom!
The holy blood infested on the battle stage was ignited by the scorching airflow and directly burned.
In the light of the fire, Yan Xiao looked cold, and a golden mark bloomed at the center of his eyebrows, shining like the sun.
So strong!
Everyone was shocked. They were worthy of being a demon in the holy land, and this action immediately opened a gap with others.
The thunder clouds that have been shining all year round have been diluted under this punch.
This Sword Sect woman is probably going to lose with just one move?
Many people looked at Ye Ziling with regret.
But unexpectedly, facing this punch, Ye Ziling did not retreat or avoid it, and directly drew her sword out of the sheath, and a sword light cleaves from bottom to top.
roar!
The moment the sword light was unsheathed, the dragon roar suddenly rose, and the sword seemed to split the world.
The boundless snow fell, and the lightning flashed, and the sword light condensed into a shadow of a divine dragon, not only shattering the fist light, but also shaking Yan Xiao directly.
In the vast snow, Ye Ziling stood proudly on the battle platform infected by the holy blood. Purple petals bloomed in her eyes, arrogant and cold.
The snow flowers will never wither!
[Chapter 3 is delivered. I haven't written about Ye Ziling for a long time. In fact, it's difficult for her to write about. I have always found it difficult for me to grasp the highlights of her personality. But she is a character I admire very much. Just like a girl who can live a good life in reality, keep herself clean and independent and confident.]