Four hundred and thirtieth chapters broken painting dead
Chapter 430
Luo Yuhang was very surprised that he would appear in the first battle, and his opponent was still Lin Yun.
The Dragon Gate Competition is held every three years. This stage is filled with glory.
It is undoubtedly a great honor to be able to appear in the first game under the spotlight.
If he can shine brilliantly, he will immediately become famous in one battle and spread his reputation throughout the territory of the Qin Empire.
The most important thing is that his opponent is Lin Yun who is at the center of the storm.
The level of attention this battle attracted was probably unmatched by any other battle platform.
"I'm lucky, I can get whatever I want."
Knowing that he and Lin Yun were in the same group, Luo Yuhang himself had been looking forward to playing against Lin Yun.
Trampling it hard under his feet, Yixue himself suffered humiliation in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.
When the most dazzling rising star of the Great Qin Empire, in the first battle, he knelt down and begged for mercy.
I'm afraid it's a very interesting picture, and Lingxiao Sword Pavilion will be disgraced.
At this moment, the audience seats in Longmen Square were also talking a lot, and everyone looked very surprised.
Most people have guessed that Lin Yun may make his debut in the eighth battle stage.
What he didn't expect was that his opponent would be Luo Yuhang!
This person ranks fifth on the rookie list. He is more widely known because he is Mr. Ye’s junior fellow apprentice and the second person in Yunxiao Sword Pavilion.
Compared with the other seven groups, the young masters who appeared on the stage, including Bai Lixuan's opponents, were all unknowns.
There is almost no suspense, but it is certain that these long-established players can win, and the situation will inevitably be one-sided.
But in this eighth stage, Lin Yun's opponent is so strong, even a rookie who is strong enough to have a chance to compete for the title of Young Master!
"It's not good. Although Lin Yun's cultivation has recovered now, his trump cards are almost exposed. His old injuries may not be fully recovered. He may not have a high chance of winning against Luo Yuhang."
"It has just begun and it is so dangerous. Could it be that someone from the royal family did it deliberately?"
"Who knows? If Lin Yun is eliminated in the first battle, it will be a big shame."
"Yes, I came to sign up amidst all the attention, and then I was the first one to fail miserably. The contrast is indeed quite big."
The referees on the field may have some degree of royal background, and they must look at the expressions of some of the eldest princes. And the eldest prince's face was almost swollen from being slapped by Lin Yun. It would be an exaggeration to say that it was a great shame and a great humiliation.
Within the rules, these people may not be able to do anything.
Lin Yun held his identity card, his eyes fell on the eighth platform, and he walked forward.
"Little junior brother."
Xinyan suddenly said.
Lin Yun paused slightly and did not turn around.
"Live well, you hear me!"
Xinyan said in a deep voice.
"I will."
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.
On the battlefield of the eighth battle, Luo Yuhang had been waiting for him for a long time.
At the same time, the players who debuted in the first battle on other stages also appeared one by one.
The Dragon Gate Competition has officially begun!
Xin Yan, Li Wuyou, Luo Feng, Chen Xuanjun... all the eyes of many people fell on Lin Yun's figure.
There are many people who have worries flashing in their eyes, can Lin Yun win over Luo Yuhang?
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Are you afraid of fighting me because you are so slow?"
A cold smile appeared on Luo Yuhang's face. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, a chance to crush his opponent with his peak cultivation level.
"I'm actually very surprised. I didn't expect you to come. If it were me, I really wouldn't do this. After all, it would be too embarrassing to be eliminated in the first battle."
Luo Yuhang looked indifferent and said calmly.
Are you about to start?
Ignoring Luo Yuhang, Lin Yun turned around and looked at Senior Sister Xinyan, then at Princess Fenghua next to the Purple Green Throne, and finally his eyes fell on his little finger.
There was a strand of green silk wrapped around it, forming a loop.
Many pictures flashed through my mind, and past events were vividly visible.
The young man came from the Tianshui Kingdom and bore the name of Sword Slave.
I have come step by step to where I am today, experienced life and death, suffered cold looks and ridicule, but finally stood on the stage of the Dragon Gate Competition.
With the sword of Brother Xinjue, he challenges the leaders from all over the world and rectifies the name of Senior Sister Xinyan.
Bang!
Suddenly, a loud noise erupted on the fifth stage.
It's the eldest prince Qin Yu. He only uses one palm, which seems to be endless.
The sea of fire spurted out. The opponent had no time to react, and his internal organs were shattered by the blast, and he was directly knocked away from the fighting platform.
His whole body, inside and out, was being burned by the flames.
After falling to the ground, the man kept rolling on the ground, his whole body convulsing in pain. The facial features on his face were distorted, and he was afraid that his meridians had been burned.
The battle was so miserable that everyone watching was frightened.
On the battlefield, the eldest prince Qin Yu stood proudly with an extremely indifferent expression.
Obviously, he has been depressed for a long time since the wedding incident. He has always wanted to find an outlet. Unfortunately, his opponent did not even have the chance to admit defeat.
This powerful palm also showed Qin Yu's presence.
Tell everyone present that Liu Zhang has withdrawn from the competition. In this Dragon Gate competition, he, Qin Yu, is the real protagonist.
"Don't worry, you won't have a chance to fight him."
Seeing that Lin Yun was a little distracted, Luo Yuhang thought he was paying attention to Qin Yu on the fifth stage.
After the words fell, his body exuded an extremely domineering aura, and the powerful sword roared crazily on him.
boom!
With the horizontal sword in his body, Luo Yuhang held the hilt tightly with his five fingers, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. The violent sword power continued to soar, and the strong winds roared continuously.
The voice was harsh and sharp, and his momentum climbed to its peak almost instantly.
"So strong!"
Those watching the battle from far away can clearly feel the fierceness and sharpness of this sword, and their hearts are trembling.
Holding the hilt of the sword tightly, Luo Yuhang's momentum reached such an astonishing level.
Many people were worried about this. Luo Yuhang was probably planning to make a quick decision and use his own cultivation to crush Lin Yun without giving him any chance.
"Before I draw my sword, you have a chance to admit defeat. Otherwise, even the gods won't be able to save you when I draw my sword,"
Luo Yuhang looked indifferent, and suddenly roared, with cold murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.
The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly turned cold.
A quick fix?
Just what I want...
Lin Yun's expression was calm, his thoughts were moving slightly, and the ice-crystal-like purple irises bloomed quietly in his dantian. The true energy surged, and majestic and powerful power surged out of the nine profound veins at the same time, like a sleeping beast gradually gaining strength.
The aura in him also boiled up.
"Take action, cherish it, this is your last chance to draw your sword in this world."
Lin Yun looked calm and responded calmly.
The voice was not loud, but there was an undeniable smell. Such strong confidence surprised many people.
Why can Lin Yun be so calm when facing Luo Yuhang?
All of his trump cards have been exposed, his profound veins have just recovered, and his level is not as good as his opponent's.
The outcome of the other battle stages was quickly determined, as everyone expected. The prince-level existences were all like Qin Yu, either easily crushing their opponents, or simply admitting defeat on stage.
In the blink of an eye, almost everyone's eyes fell on the eighth stage.
Among the eight groups of battles, no group is as attractive as this group.
"But his nature has not changed, he is as arrogant as ever!"
Luo Yuhang had a sneer on his face and drew his sword out of its sheath.
boom!
The sword came out half an inch, and a sword light burst out from the soles of his feet. Suddenly, it seemed that his whole body had turned into a sword light.
The battle platform suddenly went dark. Except for the sword light that enveloped him, the rest of the space, including Lin Yun, all dimmed under the light of his sword.
When the sword came out, the light was bright and dazzling.
There is no gorgeous vision, no colorful sword dance, only a pure sword light.
When the sword was completely unsheathed, a strange scene appeared, and the battlefield suddenly became dark. The sword light that was so dazzling before that it was impossible to look directly suddenly disappeared.
"What's going on?"
"This should be the Aurora Sword Technique of Yunxiao Sword Pavilion. It appears and appears between light and darkness, making it difficult for people to guard against."
"To be able to display the artistic conception of Aurora Sword Technique so exquisitely, Luo Yuhang is indeed not an easy person."
"I heard that this sword technique is extremely difficult to practice, and it is extremely rare to achieve even a small amount of success. In the Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, many elders of the Zi Mansion cannot grasp its secrets."
As soon as Luo Yuhang took action, many people in Longmen Square were sweating for Lin Yun.
Being ranked fifth on the rookie list, Luo Yuhang is indeed well-deserved.
Wow!
The dark battlefield suddenly burst into light.
In a flash, everyone was extremely surprised to find that Luo Yuhang appeared in front of Lin Yun without any warning.
A sword stabbed directly between his eyebrows.
Its speed was like light, and the sword was like a thunderbolt. Many people were horrified. If they faced the light of this sword at such a close distance, they would be blinded on the spot.
But when the sword was in front of him, Lin Yun still didn't move, and he didn't even open his eyes.
"What is Lin Yun going to do?"
Many people were puzzled that Lin Yun closed his eyes and remained motionless.
This sword is so fast that even if you dodge with all your strength, you may not be able to dodge it. Closing your eyes and not moving, in the eyes of everyone, is almost like waiting for death.
Looking for death?
Then it will be fulfilled for you!
Luo Yuhang's face darkened, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and all his true energy was poured into the sword. The wild sword power was concentrated at the tip of the sword, and the sword light suddenly shone like a star.
But suddenly, Lin Yun exuded a strange sword power, and he became erratic like water.
Water Moon Sword Power!
Wave after wave of sword power emanated from his body, obviously not moving, but Lin Yun was like flowing water, the mist was hazy, vague and illusory.
"Mysterious!"
Luo Yuhang snorted coldly, not believing that Lin Yun could really pull off any tricks.
In the face of absolute power, all illusions are fearless resistance.
Rub rub rub rub!
During the transition between light and darkness, Luo Yuhang stabbed out more than ten swords in a row, each sword was as fast as a thunderous giant and had the momentum of thunder.
But the moment Luo Yuhang stepped into the Shuiyue Sword, no matter how fast his sword was, even if Lin Yun closed his eyes, he could feel the trajectory of each sword in the air.
He moved!
In one step, the body was like dark ink, quietly dispersing. Under the sword light as fast as a thunderbolt, it was ethereal and agile, leaving behind a series of afterimages.
Under the violent sword force, he strolled leisurely and retreated at will.
"Let's see how long you can retreat!"
Luo Yuhang looked ferocious, and as he swung his sword, he relied on his own cultivation advantage to continuously crush Lin Yun's Shuiyue Sword.
No matter how clever Lin Yun's movements were, he always firmly held the initiative in the light and dark.
But the cost of this initiative was the crazy consumption of true energy, which was a little strenuous compared to Lin Yun's casualness.
We can't spend any time with him, this guy's movements are too weird.
The light of the sun!
On the fighting platform, Luo Yuhang suddenly shouted loudly and launched his killing move. In one breath, his sword shone brightly and exploded with a shocking momentum.
Like a bright sun hanging in the sky, the sword is so powerful that it seems to have the power to destroy everything and burn everything.
Under the bright sun, the sword light enveloped half of the battle platform, and there was no way to retreat.
Luo Yuhang's eyes flashed with cold light, his face was extremely cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Come back in three years, and get out of here!"
Many people have warned Lin Yun and asked him to participate in the Dragon Gate Competition again in three years.
But three years is really too long...
There is no way to retreat, and there is no need to retreat over there. Who said that the Qixuan Steps can only be retreated, not forward?
Lin Yun, who had closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp and sharp, as bright as stars and gems, clear and translucent, and clear and clear.
Wow!
In an instant, as Lin Yun opened his eyes, an astonishing aura erupted from him.
Without any hesitation, he stepped forward facing the sword as bright as the bright sun.
When he turned around, he saw a painting.
In the painting, Luo Yuhang's sword shines like the sun. Under the majestic power of the sword, the young man in green clothes carrying the sword case looks incomparably small in the light of the bright sun.
"wrong!"
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Luo Yuhang's expression changed slightly as he felt that Lin Yun would definitely die.
Suddenly I felt a huge crisis, and my whole body was shaking, as if I had fallen into an ice cave.
He quickly looked back, only to see a purple sword light like a bright moon, slashing over him in an instant.
Click!
Blood splashes in the rainbow, paintings are shattered and people die.
In mid-air, as the scroll shattered, Luo Yuhang flew out, and his heart and ribs were cut off by the sword light at the same time.
Three years is really too long...
This sword seizes the day.
This sword fights for the first place!
The flowers were buried and returned to their sheaths. On the eighth battle stage, only the young man in green stood proudly.
