From now on, among the eight young masters of the Great Qin Empire, there will no longer be the title of Young Master Ye!
Lin Yun's words were like a bolt from the blue, suddenly rising in the hearts of everyone. Without exception, everyone looked shocked and speechless.
dead...
A rare monster seen in Yunxiao Sword Pavilion for a thousand years died like this, under Lin Yun's sword.
A moment ago, he was fierce and fierce, with the cross sword shining astonishingly, shouting that Lin Yun must die.
But the next moment, before anyone could react, his forehead was pierced by a sword.
Its sword power, as vast as the ocean, was crushed to pieces in an instant after the purple irises bloomed in the sky.
By the time Lin Yun thrust out the sword, he was completely powerless to resist.
Many people, even now, still don't understand. Why Mr. Ye died with just one sword is completely unacceptable.
But actually, if you calm down and think about it.
From the very beginning, Lin Yun was never at a disadvantage. No matter how fiercely the opponent pursued him or how fierce and deadly his sword was. From the beginning to the end, Lin Yun was never allowed to mess up his position or reveal any flaws.
On the contrary, Lin Yun, after seeing through the opponent's falsehood and fully revealing his tenth level of Xuanwu cultivation, firmly took the initiative.
By the time he made a counterattack, it was obvious that the two men's swordsmanship skills were not at the same level.
The Shuiyue Sword Technique, which has reached the state of transformation, reaches its peak under the illumination of that bright moon.
At that moment, the winner had actually been decided.
The face of the eldest prince Qin Yu, who was standing next to the purple-green throne, changed slightly. He was as shocked as others.
Even a little too much, the mood swings are like waves that are difficult to calm down.
In his opinion, no matter how powerful Lin Yun is, there is a clear gap between him and the Eighth Young Master. It will not pose any danger to him, and he does not even need to dirty his hands, someone will kill him for him in the Dragon Gate Competition.
But now, it is Mr. Ye who is dead, not Lin Yun.
But what did this little sword slave do in three days?
He stared at Lin Yun from a distance with deep eyes, as if he wanted to dissect him and see clearly.
After the funeral flower returned to its sheath, the sword's power remained on the battlefield, letting out bursts of soft moans. Lin Yun's aura reached its peak at this moment.
He who slashed Master Ye with his sword now gives people a feeling of being extremely domineering, arrogant and unruly. With a sword in his hand, no one can compete with him. His aura does not appear deliberate at all. It is as if he is like this, just inadvertently.
The blooming made people suddenly wake up.
He, Lin Yun, has never been a plaything in the eyes of the young master, and will not be slaughtered by others.
The so-called young master is nothing more than that.
The death of Young Master Ye showed that Lin Yun's ambition and ambition were completely exposed.
If he doesn't come to this Dragon Gate competition, it's a waste. If he comes, he will only fight for the first place. Three years is too long, and he will only fight for the day and night.
Lin Yun glanced at him and happened to see the eldest prince's gaze directed towards him. He was not afraid and looked at him coldly.
During the Dragon Gate Competition, he had never thought of avoiding this person.
Qin Yu wanted to kill him, why didn't he want to kill him? He was 90% sure that the death of senior brother Xin Jue was caused by this person.
The so-called Wang Yan is just a dog under his command.
Everyone understands the reason, and the senior officials of Lingxiao Jiange also understand it, but no one dares to say it clearly.
There is no other reason than that the other party is a prince and the heir to the Qin royal family.
But he doesn't have to worry so much. In the Dragon Gate Competition, dead people are very common.
Senior sister's surname must be recovered, and senior brother's revenge must be avenged.
The two people looked at each other, fighting fiercely, as if they were two sharp swords clashing in mid-air, which was terrifying.
Such a scene can't help but make people murmur in their hearts, these two people are afraid that they will have to fight sooner or later. Before, no one thought that Lin Yun would threaten Qin Yu, but now that even Mr. Ye has died in his hands, everything seems to be at stake.
It's possible.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
The corners of Qin Yu's mouth turned up slightly, and he sneered in his heart.
If Lin Yun really thought that he was qualified to fight with him after killing Mr. Ye, he would be a little too naive.
The battle between different groups continues.
It's just that Young Master Ye's sudden defeat was so shocking that it was still hard to digest for a while.
The faces of the elders of Yunxiao Sword Pavilion turned completely dark.
Luo Yuhang and Young Master Ye all died under Lin Yun's sword, as if it was a curse. Lingxiao sword pavilion is still Lingxiao sword pavilion after all. If Lingxiao sword pavilion does not fall, Yunxiao sword pavilion will never succeed.
"The eleventh battle, Master Shuiyue of Demon Moon Villa, versus Xuantian Sect Su Yan!"
Young Master Shui Yue, the only woman among the Eight Young Masters, her sword is as cold as the moon, as misty as clouds, and her smoke and cloud sword skills have reached the pinnacle, and she rarely suffered defeat many years ago.
Young Master Shuiyue on the battlefield had a pretty face, but the moment she unleashed her sword power, her whole body's temperament suddenly changed dramatically.
It was as if there was an endless cold wind rolling out of her body. She did not use the Yanyun Sword for which she was famous. Instead, she used the sharp and domineering sword power to crush her opponent without giving him any chance to breathe.
The sharpness of his sword is completely unlike what a woman can wield.
There was no suspense in the battle. Within ten moves, Su Yan was hit by multiple swords and was forced to admit defeat.
He was very motivated to win and was not sloppy at all.
In this Dragon Gate Competition, Xuantian Sect obviously performed poorly. Compared with the dazzling results of the previous competition, it was far behind.
People have a lot of doubts, but Lingxiao Jiange has quietly made two dark horses.
But when Mr. Yunzhen came on the stage and killed his opponent with three moves of Dragon Tiger Fist, the scene was completely silent.
Many people secretly thought that the Xuantian Sect was a little impatient. If Mr. Yun Zhen didn't show his strength, the elders of the sect would definitely become anxious.
"The thirteenth battle, Lingxiao Jiange Ye Feng, versus Baishoumen Fengye!"
Hearing Princess Fenghua's voice, Luo Feng said softly: "Ye Feng, be careful, this Feng Ye should not be underestimated."
He was in a good mood. Bai Lixuan and Lin Yun both successfully advanced to the top sixteen, especially Lin Yun, who even killed his arch-enemy Mr. Ye from Yunxiao Sword Pavilion.
If Ye Feng can enter the top sixteen again, then this Dragon Gate Competition, Lingxiao Jiange will be quite successful.
"Don't worry, I will win this battle."
Ye Feng was suffocating in his heart, even Lin Yun, whom he disliked, killed Mr. Ye.
If he couldn't defeat his opponent in this battle, it would be a bit embarrassing.
However, he was very confident and thought that even half a step of Zifu's cultivation was enough to crush this barbarian.
"Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is very powerful. I wonder what your level is like?"
On the battlefield, Feng Ye, who was tall and burly, looked at Ye Feng and grinned, his whole body full of fighting spirit.
Ye Feng said calmly: "Would you know if you try it?"
"Hey, just give it a try."
Feng Ye laughed wildly, but before he could take a step forward, he saw a flash of sword light coming towards him.
However, it was Ye Feng who said that he would let the opponent try his moves, but he took the first shot and killed him by surprise.
Although it is a bit cunning, in the Dragon Gate Competition, heroes are only judged by success or failure. The winners are princes and the losers are bandits. As long as they can win, everything is just a means.
boom!
When Ye Fengqi stepped forward, the long sword in his hand suddenly started to dance like a whip, and for a moment it turned into a sword shadow that filled the sky and fell towards Feng Ye.
"You guy!"
Feng Ye cursed, and a ball of violent green light emerged from his body, completely covering himself, and he was forced to withstand the opponent's sword light.
Then he clenched his fists tightly and blasted out with great force.
Every punch contained terrifying and astonishing explosive power, making a banging sound that shook the fighting platform. However, although his punches were powerful, they still failed to hit.
The other party’s identity.
In the air, the violent fluctuations of the explosion of fist light and the surging sword light continued to vibrate.
"This barbarian is so thick-skinned!"
Ye Feng, who was in mid-air, frowned slightly. He didn't expect that Feng Ye's physical defense would be so amazing. When his sword light struck, it seemed as if it had landed on a barren mountain made of metal. It buzzed and could hardly hurt the opponent.
"Hey, I caught you."
While he was thinking, he saw Feng Ye, shrouded in green light, grinning and punching him.
This punch burst out with unparalleled power and violence, and the energy locked Ye Feng firmly, giving him no chance to avoid it.
A barbarian is a barbarian. Can't you see that I am deliberately exposing my flaws?
Ye Feng sneered in his heart. He was worried that he could not break through the opponent's defense and was waiting for the opponent to make a desperate move.
die!
At that moment, the sword force all over his body was fiercely withdrawn, and half a step of Zifu's deep cultivation suddenly exploded, and the shining sword light stabbed fiercely towards the opponent's fist light.
The force of the sword was almost instantaneous, swallowing up Feng Ye who was rushing towards him.
"This Ye Feng actually has a trick up his sleeve!"
"With his level of cultivation, even if he couldn't break Feng Ye's defense before, he still won't be able to hurt the opponent."
"After all, Feng Ye is a little overconfident and too anxious."
Many people saw Ye Feng's scheming and shook their heads slightly. The battle was already decided and there was not much suspense anymore.
Only Lin Yun frowned slightly.
In his impression, although Feng Ye seemed manic and violent, he was actually thoughtful and not reckless.
I always feel like something is wrong.
boom!
Suddenly, a shocking loud noise erupted on the battlefield. This sudden loud noise made people temporarily deaf. A few people were even shocked to death on the spot, their faces turned pale.
The power of ten tripods!
Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, and he saw the huge sword in the battle platform being blown to pieces amidst the loud noise.
Ye Feng was blown away by a punch, his ribs on his chest were broken, and his internal organs were all affected.
After landing, the long sword came out of his hand, he spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and almost fainted.
Looking up, he saw Feng Ye grinning, extremely ferocious, as terrifying as a savage beast from ancient times.
"You're kidding me!"
Ye Feng said through gritted teeth.
If he knew that the opponent could unleash the power of the Ten Cauldrons, he would admit defeat when he appeared on the stage.
To cultivate the physical body to such a terrifying state, no one else in the Great Qin Empire except Young Master Yan Xin could do it.
Damn it, he is so smart.
"So what if I'm playing tricks on you? I can kill you with just a little effort!"
Feng Ye laughed ferociously and clenched his fingers again.
Ye Feng turned pale with fright, got up in a panic, struggled to jump off the fighting platform, and said loudly: "I surrender."
But when he landed, he found that Feng Ye hadn't moved a step, with a teasing look in his eyes.
His face turned dark immediately...
Another dark horse!
Around Longmen Square, many eyes fell on Feng Ye and were amazed.
This year's Dragon Gate competition is really full of dark horses and surprises. The battle between different teams is really fierce. I wonder what kind of scene it will be like for Young Master Yanxin, who also has the power of ten tripods.
"The fourteenth battle, Demon Moon Villa's Secretary Xueyi fights against Mr. Ji from Qintian Academy!"
When the referee declared Feng Ye the winner, Princess Fenghua next to the Ziqing throne spoke again.
An uproar spread instantly. Si Xueyi faced off against Master Changji. It was the most attention-grabbing battle besides the three major focus battles.
Originally, no one was optimistic about Si Xueyi.
But today Lin Yun defeated Mr. Ye, which inevitably makes people wonder. Is there even a slight possibility that Si Xueyi can defeat Mr. Changji?
