Ouyang Heng was trembling, and finally didn't dare to move anymore, and he didn't even dare to look up at him.
This was a very humiliating scene, and everyone outside the Zangjian Lake was stunned.
Above the sky, the few people around Feng Shaoyu also opened their mouths slightly, feeling a little speechless.
In particular, Zhao Wuji's face looked extremely ugly. He held his five fingers on the railing and forced a few fingerprints.
Mirror of the Ice and Snow Temple, Jiang Yunting of the Wanjian Tower, and the Xiu Feng Shengling, who rose from the Cangjian Villa, had a changeable expression and his eyes couldn't help but look at Lin Yun.
"I lost."
Ouyang Heng had a dry mouth and tongue, and finally he had no choice but to spit out these three words.
"Um."
Lin Yun just nodded, and the sword pressed on the other party's head retracted into the sheath, and said lightly: "Go down."
Ouyang Heng went on in a daze. Not long ago, he was a genius who won ten consecutive victories, with a high spirit and a proud and proud person in the world.
But in just one cup of tea, he fell to the ground and was extremely embarrassed.
The noisy viewing platform now has no sound.
They felt very uncomfortable, not only because Ouyang Heng was defeated.
It’s also because of Lin Yun’s attitude. He was like sending out a wild dog, extremely casual.
I didn't say anything too much, but I felt extremely uncomfortable and extremely frustrated.
"Ye Qingtian, I'll meet you!"
In this silence, a figure flew out, it was Zhang Feng, Wanjianlou.
He was very strong. The moment he landed on the Zangjian Lake, the sword intent striking nine waves of dozens of feet on the lake.
This is quite impressive!
The water in Zangjian Lake is full of holy fire spirit gold, which is equivalent to liquid metal. Simply put, it is a flowing holy soldier.
Not to mention that ordinary people are shocking the waves, even if they shake out a few ripples, it is extremely difficult. His move is quite provocative.
"Don't treat me as a waste from the Black Feather Palace. My Wanjian Tower is the holy land of swordsmanship in the southern border. It is immortal forever and will be awesome in the world!"
Zhang Feng is extremely powerful and unrestrained. His long hair dances in the wind, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes are handsome and extraordinary.
The words were deafening, and the audience was filled with blood and their expressions were revived.
The swordsmen in Wanjian Tower are good at controlling swords and controlling swords. They can control multiple holy swords at the same time. They can be divided and surrounded by them, and they can also gather momentum into formations. They are unpredictable and magical.
Swish!
Zhang Feng tied his palms together, and eighteen thousand-patterned holy swords immediately appeared behind him. Each holy sword contained a powerful sword force.
"Ye Qingtian, look at it!" Zhang Feng grinned, his handprints changed rapidly, and eighteen real holy swords turned.
Huff, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword shadows appeared, forming a vast sword formation between the virtual and the real.
The sword on Zhang Feng's body became stronger and stronger, as if it had suddenly expanded from a point to a lake, which looked quite magical.
boom!
When he made seals again, a buzzing sound came out, and countless sword moments gathered on him.
Zhang Feng's sword intent, which was originally half a step into the Galaxy, actually broke the shackles at this moment and burst out a sword force comparable to the Galaxy sword intent.
"Ye Qingtian, dare to take my sword!" Zhang Feng laughed and slapped out with a palm.
Only the sound of the sword roared, and a dazzling sword light hung above his head and roared with his palms.
Kick!
It was so terrible that this sword had no power of the galaxy at all, and even starry light bloomed between Zhang Feng's eyebrows.
"Star River Sword Intent!"
"This is the secret technique of Wanjian Tower, and Wanjian is gone!"
"The Galaxy Sword Intent has come out, Ye Qingtian still dares to be crazy?"
"Kill him!"
Everyone in the audience was completely crazy, with excitement and excitement in their eyes. The silent observation stage became noisy again.
Lin Yun could see the truth at a glance. The patchwork of galaxy sword intent was indeed intimidating.
But what is fake is fake after all. Lin Yun didn't even have to deliberately use the sword heart to see the flaws.
Lin Yun raised his hand and printed it through the air. Bang, and with just one palm, the huge sword formation shattered.
The sword shadow evolved from the holy sword kept exploding like glass, leaving only eighteen real holy swords shaking constantly. Zhang Feng encouraged and supported him, but he still couldn't control it.
"How could this happen? My sword is scared? How is this... possible?"
Zhang Feng really couldn't understand.
As soon as the sword formation was broken, the so-called galaxy flashed like fireworks, and he looked up incredibly.
Lin Yun had a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly. The silent mockery seemed like a sharp arrow piercing his heart, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"Fancy."
Lin Yun raised his hand and scattered his long sleeves like clouds, while his sword was like a peony that bloomed instantly.
The Lord of Flowers ruled the world. When the flowers bloomed for a moment, thousands of swords surrendered.
Puchi!
Zhang Feng vomited blood and was flew out directly. The eighteen holy swords lost control and all fell into the Tibetan sword lake for a while and they were melted.
"this……"
Zhang Feng's crazy words seemed to be echoing in his ears, and then he was defeated directly.
The contrast came too quickly, and everyone could not accept it for a moment, and they didn't know what expression to correspond to it.
"Ye Qingtian, don't bully people too much!"
In the silence, someone broke the silence again.
It is the Ice and Snow Temple Nangong He who also won nine consecutive victories and was remembered by everyone.
He was very angry and flew into the air, and the man ran away directly in the air.
"roll!"
Lin Yun shouted coldly, and the Shenxiao Sword Technique, which was close to the peak and perfect, activated, and thousands of black Netherworld flowers bloomed on the lake surface in an instant.
Then with a blink of an eye, the vast and vast Netherworld sword momentum turned into a sword bundle and burst out.
Puchi!
Nangong He was still falling in the air, and a hole appeared on his chest, and a mouthful of blood was spitting out, and he flew out directly.
This scene completely shocked everyone, looking at each other, unable to speak.
Lin Yun defeated three people in a row, and they all defeated the enemy with one move. Feng Shaoyu, the young master of the Tianque, suddenly became anxious: "Hasn't the East Wilderness Sword Dao declined?"
Gu Zijing, who had not spoken, smiled and said, "Young master of the manor doesn't know that Ye Qingtian is a sword-doctrine genius that has been seen in five hundred years in Tiandao Sect. It is rumored that he also has the galaxy sword intent, and now it seems that it is true.
Now.”
Feng Shaoyu was stunned. Is this guy good at Galaxy Sword Intent?
Feng Shengling said: "This guy may not be the second best man in Jian Jingtian, but under the semi-saint, there are probably few people who can do anything to him. He doesn't know how to use the Galaxy River. No matter how many people come, they will deliver vegetables."
Feng Shaoyu frowned slightly. He was already a half-saint and could not take action. He said, "What should I do? If he really wins the first place, the face of the Sword Alliance will be completely lost."
Gu Zijing smiled and said, "Young master, don't worry. Shengling is a sword-doing genius in Cangjian Villa. They are also geniuses. If Shengling is willing to take action, it will not be difficult to defeat this person."
Feng Shengling smiled: "I mastered the Galaxy Sword Intent half a year ago. I only had a little bit of it to officially enter the state of small success. Fighting with him was enough to make me break through."
His eyes were bright and he seemed very excited, and the other party was a very suitable stepping stone.
Once you defeat this person, you can not only make your sword breakthrough, but also make your name for the Sword Alliance.
It's a killing of two birds with one stone, don't be too good.
"Who else is willing to fight with you next time." At this moment, Lin Yun stood with his hands behind his back, and his eyes scandaled at every leader in the Sword Alliance.
Everyone lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at them. They defeated the three monsters in a row and did not waste their power. Who dared to go up?
"I'll do it."
Feng Shengling stood up, and he jumped down from the sky and landed on the Kunpeng statue of the Eight Evil Soul Locking Formation on the lake.
His body was filled with a light green sword light, with a sacred meaning, which seemed to be invisibly merged with Kunpeng's aura.
The majestic sword force was like two Kunpeng wings supporting him, making him look extremely powerful.
"Is this the legendary Tianpeng Sword Art of Zangjian Villa?"
"It should be. It is said that this sword technique can be cultivated to the peak realm and can evolve into the Kunpeng sword force, and one sword will come out of Fuyao Jiutian!"
"Feng Shengling is a genius who has never appeared in the world for a hundred years in Cangjian Villa. With his actions, it should be possible to end Ye Qingtian."
...
After the previous three defeats, the members of the Sword Alliance became much more low-key and did not dare to speak very hard.
But their eyes were hot, and they stared at Feng Shengling with hope.
You must win!
You must never let this kid become arrogant anymore!
Feng Shengling stood on the Kunpeng statue, looking very casual, and said with a smile: "You are the sword-doctrine genius of Tiandao Sect, I am the sword-doctrine genius of Zangjian Villa. They are rare in five hundred years. Wizards vs. Wizards, this battle
It will definitely be quite interesting."
Lin Yun understood the meaning of his words and said, "Do you want to say that geniuses have different levels of quality?"
"That's right."
Feng Shengling jumped off the Kunpeng statue and came to Lin Yun's ten steps before he said proudly: "I am not humble. Just talking about swordsmanship and the genius of Tibetan Sword Villa is definitely higher than the genius of Tiandao Sect."
Lin Yun smiled: "How tall is it?"
Feng Shengling was so arrogant that he whispered: "The giant hanging sword on the stove behind me is as high as the height!"
Lin Yun glanced at him and said, "It's almost higher than the sky."
"Hahaha, that's right, my sword is taller than the sky!"
Feng Shengling laughed, the sword intent of the Galaxy bloomed, and the light shone between his eyebrows. The terrifying sword intent instantly teared apart the thirty-six layers of the sky.
The starry light fell, Feng Shengling hung in the air, and his body was filled with dazzling sword light, as dazzling as stars.
This is the real galaxy sword intent. Thirty-six days away, the galaxy comes to dreams.
He was so crazy that he was really crazy, but he was indeed qualified to be crazy.
The inside and outside the dojo were boiling, and the blood was burning again, and the people from the Sword Alliance couldn't help but cheer.
The power of the Galaxy Sword surged and fell on Lin Yun, but it did not move at all, without any effect.
"Sure enough, you do know the Galaxy Sword Intent." Feng Shengling said with a smile.
Lin Yun did not release the sword intent of the Galaxy, but being able to withstand this sword power was enough to show that he was on the same level as himself.
"Wizards are wizards, and Xinghe is versus Xinghe, I won't be considered bullying you anymore." Feng Shengling said: "Do you have the Star Sword? If not, I'll lend you one."
Lin Yun said: "No, you can just take action."
"It's crazy enough, I like it!"
Feng Shengling smiled at the corner of his mouth. He felt a lot of pressure on the other party. He intuition that this battle would be quite difficult, and at least a thousand moves were needed to decide the outcome.
Moreover, his chances of winning are no more than 70%, but his blood is boiling, and his fighting spirit is like a burning volcanoes.
This is the opponent he wants, and this is the stepping stone that will allow him to break through.
The two were only ten steps apart, and neither of them was in a hurry to take action.
Taking action first will get the lead, but it will also be the first to reveal flaws. The choice depends on the person.
At this moment, they stared at each other.
It seems calm, but in fact it is the energy of the qi constantly confronts, but one is aggressive and the other is calm.
This guy is so patient!
Feng Shengling muttered in his heart, and then took the initiative without any warning.
Before everyone could react, his sword had already reached his neck, and it seemed that blood could be seen splattering the head of the person in the next second.
Puchi!
Blood splattered, a hole appeared in Feng Shengling's chest, his body flew backwards a hundred steps, and he knelt on the water on one knee.
In just one moment, the winner was decided.
Lin Yun said lightly: "I forgot to tell you that I am a swordsman who is rare in five hundred years."
[It seems that I got it wrong with Ouyang Heng's sect. My father was hospitalized the day before yesterday and transferred from the city to Tongji, Wuhan overnight. That chapter was written by me on the high-speed rail. I haven't slept much these two days, so I really can't sleep.
My brain is a little dizzy. I only finished the surgery at 10 o'clock tonight. I feel a little relieved and try my best to ensure continuous updates these days.]