"This guy, if he was defeated by a barbarian, he would be unable to see Brother Lin Yun get the title of the young master."
Li Wuyou said angrily that as well as disciples of Jiange, Ye Feng's words and deeds are indeed infuriating.
The few people said a few casually, and when they were about to leave, a group of people came towards them in a mighty manner. The leader was the eldest prince Qin Yu.
Qin Yu's expression was cold and he could not see the waves. However, when his eyes fell on Lin Yun, the murderous intent between his eyebrows was still uncontrollable.
Obviously, he has never had any more murderous intentions towards Lin Yun.
"What are you doing?"
Xinyan asked coldly with a cold face.
"Come and see my fiancée, and congratulations to our new flower burial boy."
Qin Yu smiled and said softly.
"Please respect yourself. There is no fiancée here. Sister Xinyan has nothing to do with you. You are the prince, so please respect yourself."
Lin Yun took a step forward, blocked Xinyan, and faced Qin Yu directly.
The two of them had a secret confrontation between their words.
"Is that so? No one can stop what I, Qin Yu, want to get. After I get to the top of the list this time, guess what request will I make with the Holy Envoy?"
Qin Yu seemed to be smiling, his eyes fell on Xinyan, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.
It seemed that Lin Yun was hinting that when he got the top spot, he asked the Holy Envoy to get Xinyan again.
"If I get the top spot, what will I make with the Holy Envoy?"
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with an obliteration, and he fought against each other and responded in a cold voice.
Qin Yu's mouth curled slightly, he smiled disdainfully, and turned around slowly.
"I advise you to worry about yourself. I know Yun Zhen's strength better than you. If you can survive against him, you will win. Top of the list? Stop dreaming. It would be ridiculous if I can get the top of the list in the Longmen Competition of Daqin. It would be a bit ridiculous."
Qin Yu, who turned his back to Lin Yun, looked disdainful and did not think that Lin Yun could survive in Yun Zhen's hands.
Qin Yu's arrogance and ignorance made the faces look unfavorable.
The threat implied in his words was like a shadow that enveloped the hearts of several people.
"My junior brother, he won the top spot, and he should have other plans and will not waste this opportunity on me. I am here deliberately, probably to disturb your mind and make you feel disorganized when facing Yun Zhen in three days."
Xinyan said softly.
Lin Yun was stunned when he heard this, and then thought that this was indeed possible. He was upset just now and almost started on the spot. What his senior sister said made sense.
"But he was right, Yun Zhen is really hard to deal with. He ranks third in the Longmen Competition in the Upper Realm. In Xuantian Sect, he is as famous as Liu Shang. If he can, don't fight for the battle of the semi-finals."
Xinyan leaned towards Lin Yun and whispered.
The junior brother was beyond the expectations of many people and he was already generous.
He is destined to be famous in the Qin Dynasty, and there is no need to fight against Yun Zhen again.
Thinking about it now, the eldest prince Qin Yu may have deliberately wanted to anger Lin Yun and prevent him from abstaining from giving up.
"Give up?"
Lin Yun looked up at the sky. Dusk had arrived, and the sky was getting darker. In the gorgeous sunset like fire, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at him.
In that gaze, there was hope, relief, and encouragement.
That is the will of Brother Xin Jue, the sword of Chengjun. This dragon gate is better than him.
As he said at the beginning, if you don’t come, you will have to come, you will only strive for the first place!
"Lin Yun, this Qin Yu is also
What did you say?"
Luo Feng frowned slightly and walked over.
Lin Yun turned around and pondered, "It's nothing, but Elder Luo, I still want to go to Jianlin to retreat in the past three days, so I'll tell you."
"Your injury?"
Luo Feng was a little surprised. The fierce battle with Young Master Yan Xin was seen in everyone's eyes.
Although the last sword slashed the heart of the rock, the injuries he suffered were probably quite serious.
"Not hindrance, his last punch was actually blocked by my sky-breaking clouds. It looked scary, but it actually didn't hurt the vitals..."
Lin Yun explained.
"That's good, but after three days, you must arrive on time. Otherwise, you will be directly sentenced to lose."
"I know."
Quietly, the night has arrived.
At this moment, the Yiyun Tower in the Imperial City was filled with people and they were completely crazy. The betting hall was crowded and there was no room for the gap.
There was still a crowd of people unable to enter the outer door.
The odds of the semi-finals three days later have already been presented on the stone table in the center. Bai Lixuan vs. Yue Qing, Qin Yu vs. Feng Ye, Shuiyue vs. Si Xueyi, and Yun Zhen vs. Huanhuan.
With the four major battles, there is no doubt that Qin Yu is still the hottest choice.
His odds are infinitely close to one to one, which completely makes people lose interest in betting. As for the ban, he successfully surpassed Lin Yun and became the player with the highest odds at the moment.
In addition to him, Bai Lixuan was also favored by many people when he played against Yue Qing, and the odds were only slightly higher than Qin Yu.
The odds of both are close, and neither of them is too interesting to bet.
The only thing that was a bit stalemate was the next two stops, Mr. Shuiyue and Si Xueyi played against each other. This battle between the two players was difficult to tell. The odds of both were good, which meant that Wanbao Pavilion could not be sure who would win.
Who can win depends on personal vision and luck.
As for Lin Yun’s match against Mr. Yun, it is a bit worthy of fun. If it were before, there was no doubt that Lin Yun’s odds would have been extremely high, even to an exaggerated level.
As long as you dare to buy, you will definitely make a big profit.
But at present, Lin Yun killed two young masters in a row, especially the battle to kill Young Master Yan Xin. It was earth-shaking and shocking.
Even the senior management of Wanbao Pavilion unanimously felt that Mr. Yun Zhen’s background and strength were much higher than Lin Yun.
But he didn't dare to raise Lin Yun's odds too much.
Nothing else, this young man has created too many miracles and has become the most well-deserved dark horse in this year's Longmen Competition.
However, Lin Yun's odds are still not very high in the top three and top.
His odds at the top of the list are still one to one hundred, and only one person is still betting.
Liu Shang's third-grade spiritual jade was lonely on the top of the list, firmly pressing under Lin Yun's brand. It has a domineering aura of looking down on the heroes and despising the world.
"First of the list, it's still a bit too difficult for Lin Yun to get the top."
"But today's battle is indeed shocking. If I hadn't met Yun Zhen, I would bet that he would definitely make it to the semi-finals!"
"Yes, as long as it's not Qin Yu and Yun Zhen, even if it's Young Master Shuiyue, I think Lin Yun has a great chance of winning."
"I dare not bet the top of the list, but I still dare to take a gamble against Yun Zhen. Hehe, kill two young masters in a row. Who can be sure that Lin Yun can't kill another young master?"
There are almost no one who dares to bet on Lin Yun’s top list, but in the huge Xianyun Tower, the focus of everyone’s discussion can never escape Lin Yun.
There is nothing else. Today's battle is really exciting and satisfying.
...
Burial Sword
In the forest, Jian Xuanhe has left, and only Thirteenth Master is still there.
After Lin Yun arrived, he directly told his purpose: "Thirteenth Master, I want to go to the sixth floor."
"Do you want to live? Don't say whether you can reach the sixth level or not, even if you can, you can't stay there. If there is no cultivation level in the Purple Mansion, you're going to die."
Thirteenth Master said with a cold expression.
"I can't master the complete innate sword intent, and I have never been sure to defeat Qin Yu."
Qin Yu's strength only showed the tip of the iceberg in the match with Guanshan Young Master.
Just one palm crushed Guan Shan, who was also the young master.
Lin Yun's expression was very firm, without any hesitation.
The Thirteenth Master fixed the young man in front of him and smiled for a long time: "That's right, for you, if you can't get the first place, it's more painful than dying in the burial sword picture. Since you want to bet, I will do what you want."
boom!
Accompanied by an ancient handprint, the wind blew in the Burial Sword Forest, and the sky suddenly sank.
A twisted space gap, accompanied by a strong wind, appeared in Lin Yun's vision.
The twisted gaps seemed to lead to a mysterious world, and lightning flashed by from time to time. Lin Yun was quite familiar with the dazzling lightning, and he suffered a lot last time.
Burial Sword Picture!
Compared to the first shock and surprise, Lin Yun's expression was much calmer.
"Don't die inside."
When he was about to step into it, the stern-faced Thirteenth Master said.
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and flew in with a flash.
Click!
Easily breaking through the barriers in the gap, the familiar scene appears in Lin Yun's vision. The space seems to be squirming, like an ancient monster entrenched in the void, which makes people feel awe.
The burial sword map has nine layers in total, one layer and one world. The more you go, the greater the danger, but the greater the opportunity.
Staring at the gloomy thunder clouds above his head, Lin Yun thought, and last time he promoted the sword technique to the ninth level in the fifth level.
Now it seems that if you want to master the complete innate sword intent, you must go to the sixth level.
Whoosh!
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yun unfolded his body and stepped on the ancient stone platforms floating in the air and rushed into the sky.
Kick!
He was familiar with the road and broke through the fourth floor in a row and came to the fifth floor of the Burial Sword Map. Even though Lin Yun's strength is no longer the same as before, he still felt scared when he came to the fifth floor again.
The sky on the fifth floor is essentially different from the four floors in front.
In the sky, the thunder clouds condensed by the sword intent turned into blood red, and the clouds burst out with strange lightning in the collision.
When these lightnings land on the ground, they will burst out with terrifying loud noises. Accompanied by the loud noises, the sword intent condensed into a rapid and violent wind, making a sharp whistling in this scarlet world.
On the dilapidated ground, many ancient broken swords fell.
The sword is broken and the sword is broken. Each broken sword means a dead sword.
Walking in it, Lin Yun could feel that the flowers burying in the box behind him were trembling. He seemed to know what Lin Yun was going to do, and his sword was connected to people's hearts, excited and nervous.
Looking at the deep and vast blood cloud above his head, Lin Yun didn't know if he could rush over.
But when you step in, you have to give it a try.
Go forward to the heart of the sword!
The young man raised his eyebrows, and the blood-colored light falling from the air reflected Lin Yun's unrepentant face, and he soared into the air like a sharp sword.