Zhang Yun was pointed at the tip of the sword, his face was white, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.
But the look in the eyes was angry, and it was clearly extremely dissatisfied. The saying: "Night pour the sky, dare you compare with me again?"
"Is this the Holy Biography of the elderly? I can't afford it. I don't have the mood to waste time with you, roll it!"
Lin Yun closed his sword and returned to the sheath, turned around and walked away.
"I have dumped the sky, but I haven't admitted it yet!"
Seeing that Lin Yun left like this, he first stunned, and he was ecstatic and laughed.
boom!
At the moment of the words falling, he sacrificed his own star painting volume. It was an ancient tree that was as high as dozens of feet.
His!
The ancient trees bloomed into an extremely deadly breath. At the same time, he urged the nirvana air in the body to fill the nirvana qi.
Boom!
For a moment, the compression of the pinnacle of the two -yuan Nirvana, with the momentum of the scroll of its own star phase.
Zhang Yan and Fang just judged the two, reached out, and the holy knife fell in the distance also flew back again.
"Lost me!"
He jumped flat, and then fell one by one.
The vast land seemed to be dead under this knife, and this knife was wrapped in extremely terrible death.
Silence, ruined, containing a strong atmosphere of destruction.
Everyone was shocked, and their faces were changed.
According to common sense, Lin Yunjian is straight on the other side. Regardless of whether Zhang Ye is the idea or skills.
He has lost, and he does not even need to say defeat.
But after all, he did not speak up, but he was so shameless.
Zhang Ye felt that he was holding the voucher, but he was just a career.
His nirvana is too late to gather, the star picture scroll has not yet been sacrificed, and even the dead wood knife method has not been actually exhibited.
Once the number is made, this kid has the principle of winning!
This scene stunned everyone. Zhang Yue and Ye Feifan on the stands under the stands were at the same time, and the corners of his mouth were involuntarily raised.
Bang!
However, the knife of Zhang Ye was just fell, and Lin Yun was sandwiched with two fingers. The dead breath on the knife was constantly inhaled by Lin Yun.
"How is it possible?"
Zhang Yan was frightened, not only the deadly anger on the knife, but even the withered tree in the star -studded scroll is constantly withering.
Bang!
Just as he was suspicious, a complicated ghost flower at the foot of Lin Yun's feet suddenly bloomed and wiped, and when 72 petals were opened.
The dead tree in the other star's painting volume collapsed, and the puppet, Zhang Yan spit out the blood, and the whole person flew out.
And his sacred knife was also pinched by Lin Yun.
"Bad!"
Lin Yun stretched out his hand, the holy sword poured, and he pushed Zhang Ye through his chest and nailed to the ring.
For a while, the Quartet was silent and shocked.
After half a noise, the audience near the battle platform all boiled.
"Good guy, so handsome!"
"Ye Qingtian is really arrogant and cold, ruthless, too face."
"I can't win the attack ... This chapter really has to commit suicide and thank you."
"No wonder the night can get the attention of the two maiden. The strength of Ye Qingtian is so powerful. Who will not like it?"
"Hee hee, Brother Night, it's really beautiful."
Not only the inner disciples are boiling, there are many female disciples of Zongmen.
Ye Qingtian is really a prodigal son, but it was the same as before.
On the altar of Tiandao, the Dragon Daisheng face coldly: "Tianshui Peak is also one of the top nine peaks. The disciples taught are so shameless, I think this peak has to be replaced!"
The other holy realm of the holy realm did not dare to speak, but it was secretly spreading, and the disciples under the door were not so.
If Lin Yun is really injured today, not only will this chapter be poured into the mildew, but I am afraid that the Tianshui Peak will not be better.
Everyone can see that the Dragon Grand Saint Fang was really angry.
How terrifying the Great Saint!
Zhang Yue and Ye Feifan with a smile, at this moment, looked very difficult to look, and was installed by this kid.
In the next few combats, Lin Yun watched it carefully.
The reason why he could defeat Zhang Ye was on other platforms, and he saw the existence of the dead wood knife method.
On the up and down of the Tiandao Sect, more than Zhang Ye will have this knife method.
It seems that he broke it in a move. In fact, as early as the Jianhai, he trained for dozens of hundreds and hundreds of times.
"Stars ... After today, I have to think about what kind of star phase should I use on this day."
Lin Yun said while observing.
When the disciples play against each other on weekdays, they generally do not sacrifice the stars, and they almost desperate the contradictions.
But this gate is not like such a limit.
"Youlan Yuan, Wang Yue!"
"Xuan Nuyuan, Su Zhen!"
Next, there were two people fighting on the market platform. Lin Yun quickly brought his sights.
His opponents will be selected in these two.
The Tiandao Two Palace and the Third Hospital of the Third House of Twenty -eight Peaks, the two palaces and three courtyards are in the front.
Su Zhen is the saints of the Xuan Girls' Hospital. She is over half a year, and her strength is naturally quite strong.
She refined a Buddhist swordsmanship, belonging to the ghost -level product, named an empty fog sword method.
"Empty mountain cloud fog!"
Ghost and spiritual high -quality martial arts, the natural power is strong, and the trend of deterring ghosts and gods.
And her swordsmanship integrates the Dharma, and there is no fog in the mountains, but the Buddha's light is full of light.
The whole mountain is bathing under the golden Buddha, and she naturally is no exception. She is in a golden light and solemn.
But swordsmanship is domineering, and Wang Ziyue has been sealed all the way to go.
Alas!
Another sword is drawn, and hundreds of golden light turns into a sword shadow, like Shenghui waved by the bodhisattva.
!!
Wang Ziyue looked calm and welcomed the enemy with a sword. After a while, the two played dozens of tricks.
"Empty mountains and rain!"
Su Zhen Xuannv raised his sword, and her star was blended with her, and her person seemed to be a bodhisattva in the air.
A sword waved, and the dense rain point turned into the sword of the world of the world.
layer!
Each drop of sword rain, smashed the ground out of a pit, but it was a battle platform that could not easily break it.
"The swordsmanship of the Xuannuyuan is really domineering. Don't look at it is a group of female streams. It is much domineering than men."
"The sword method integrates the Dharma, and there are some shadows of the Buddha's magical powers in it. Without it, it is difficult to know how terrible this sword method is."
There are many holy disciples below, and they all speak, all of which are amazed.
But even Lin Yun felt that the Wang Ziyue of the Youlan Yuan should not have much chance.
"Born in front of the court, hold the sword and wait for the breeze!"
I saw that he also exerted some powerful secrets, that is, the Chocho swordsmanship of everyone in Youlan Yuan, just raising a sword.
Well!
The boundless sword rain, rolled up with the wind, Su Zhen Xuan Nu in the mid -air suddenly was in a hurry.
Alas!
At the same time, a blooming flowers were born on the battle platform. Under the moisturizing of sword rain, it was like a new life after the rain.
"Flowers have a rearmed day, all of whom are so!"
He accepted his sword on his chest, and his left hand was on the sword.
The steady stream of orchids, like survival from all overwhelming, has been constantly living.
"The will of life?"
Lin Yun's eyes flashed in different colors, and he couldn't help looking at the prince Yue.
It actually mastered the extremely rare mood, which is really amazing.
The will of life is far better than the will of death, and it is difficult to understand.
If this prince Yue has the will to death, once he integrates success, he can master the supreme will of life.
That is the martial arts will be compared with the shoulder space and time!
There is no doubt that when the prince Yue showed the will of birth, the battle was reversed instantly.
After ten moves, Su Zhen held a sword to admit defeat.
"Youlan Yuan, there is another wizard." Su Zhen Xuan Nu held a sword ceremony.
"I'm far worse than Sister Bai."
Wang Ziyue was also courteous, and he performed very humblely.
Everyone in the audience has a lot of discussions. The combat of this group group has another ruthless person, which is even more lively than everyone thinks.
"No wonder the ordinary orchid swordsmanship can have such power, it turned out to be the will of life."
"This prince Yue is so low -key, he is the Wang family, right?"
Nympho
Lin Yun secretly thought about it, this prince Yue was a bit tricky.
He should have the meaning of Dacheng's sky sword. He only used the most ordinary Youlan swordsmanship, and there must be other core cards.
In addition to Ye Feifan and Zhang Yue, this cultivation is the only prince Yue, who is only one yuan Nirvana, and is also the hot player of the top five of the ground group.
"If the next round of continues, Ye Qingtian will be on the prince Yue!"
"Really!"
"This is interesting."
When the crowd realized the golden battle platform, when Lin Yun would face with Wang Ziyue, many inner disciples seemed to look forward to it.
Two hours later, the battle of the loser group was over.
There are only more than thirty people left in each group. Because the combat is too fierce, many people will retire directly.
Even some people have won, and they can't continue to fight.
There are also some, such as Zhang Ye, nailed to the battle platform by Lin Yun's sword, and may not be able to recover for a month or two.
Chi Yan started from half holes, saying: "Rest half -pillar incense, and fight again! The winners in the next round can be directly in the top 100, competing for the top ten of the ground."
"The loser must be in the loser group to compete for the remaining places."