As soon as Lin Yun finished speaking, there was a lot of noise in the crowd, which seemed quite surprised.
On the city wall three days ago, Lin Yun's somewhat mysterious background attracted the attention of many people. After he came to power, quite a few people paid attention.
Everyone wanted to see what the strength of this previously eye-catching swordsman was.
"You lose if you draw your sword? That's a little too crazy..."
"Haha, he has personality. Could it be that his sword is so fast that Mo Qi doesn't even have time to react?"
"You're bragging, this Mo Qi doesn't look weak, and his cultivation is on par with him. Lin Yun doesn't have any advantage."
Amid the heated discussions, the number of warriors paying attention to these seven groups of Shenlong Platform gradually increased.
In the Great Qin Empire, Protector Mei and others seemed quite nervous. After all, this was Lin Yun's first battle. No matter how optimistic they were about Lin Yun before, after all, he had not been truly tested, and no one knew that he could survive in the feast of dragons.
How far.
"It's better to speak less bragging words. You should still worry about whether you can survive ten moves in front of me."
Mo Qi had a sneer on his face. He didn't take Lin Yun's words seriously at all. He flashed and his sharp sword force burst out. His straight body was like a spear, and he quickly attacked Lin Yun.
When he was less than ten meters away from Lin Yun, his right hand quietly held the hilt of the sword, and saw that Lin Yun still hadn't moved. A look of disdain flashed in Mo Qi's eyes. He couldn't even see my figure clearly, but he still dared to
So arrogant.
defeat!
The sharp sword power was concentrated at one point in an instant, accumulating with an extremely sharp momentum, intending to pierce Lin Yun's chest the moment he drew the sword.
Lin Yun still didn't move, just accumulating the psychic sword intention in his eyes, and suddenly there was a majestic and vast sword intention from the depths of his eyes, dazzling like stars. For a moment, Mo Qi's movement skills were in Lin Yun's eyes.
His eyes became extremely slow, and his whole body was full of flaws. The sharp sword intent pierced the void and penetrated into the opponent's mind.
"What's going on?"
The Shenglong Platform was pitch dark, and Mo Qi felt as if his heart was pierced by the light of a sword. The sword power all over his body was immediately in chaos, fear spread in his heart, and everything was in chaos for a moment.
"retreat."
Mo Qi's expression changed drastically, he quickly released the hilt of his sword and retreated at lightning speed.
After landing, he kept panting, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely on his forehead. Just for a moment, he seemed to have walked through the gate of hell. After experiencing life and death, his energy was completely exhausted, and his legs and feet were weak.
And powerless.
Damn it!
What the hell is going on?
Mo Qi was puzzled and raised his head to look at Lin Yun, who still hadn't moved. But he felt that no matter how he moved, he would be full of flaws in front of him. His sight was as sharp as a sword and could penetrate the void at any time.
Just when he was in shock and doubt, Lin Yun's eyes fell on the other party again, and he raised his legs and took a step forward.
Phew!
Mo Qi spit out blood and knelt on one knee.
"Go down."
When Lin Yun's footsteps fell, he appeared in front of Mo Qi as if teleporting, raised his hand and stamped his palm on Mo Qi's body.
This palm shattered Mo Qi's body-protecting essence, sending him flying out and just landing on the edge of the ring. If it had been heavier, he would have landed directly on Jiulong Lake.
"You win."
Mo Qi didn't even have the courage to look at Lin Yun, and left in a hurry, looking extremely frightened. At the moment he gave in, the black and yellow energy in the jade pendant was lost to Lin Yun.
"Concession."
Lin Yun was thoughtful, but it seemed a little too much.
A small test of psychic swordsmanship. Although it is not really used, it is fatal to those with weak will.
The sword is psychic and can cut through nothingness.
It can be pointed directly at the opponent's mind. If you are not careful, your mind will be lost and your true energy will be disordered.
This sword intention is too strong, so it's better not to use it casually. It's not good to be on guard if others notice it. Anyway, even the peak and perfect innate sword intention is enough to dominate the Southern Territory and conquer this dragon feast.
"Won?"
People who are paying attention to the battles of these seven groups are confused and have no idea at all.
Lin Yun's sword intention can only be sensed by those who see it. Outsiders cannot detect it and find it strange.
"My little friend is a disciple of the Tianjian Sect. This swordsmanship has some skills."
The referee of the seventh group said with a smile. He did not realize that Lin Yun's sword intention had reached the realm of psychic. He may have noticed that Lin Yun's sword intention was extremely terrifying.
"No, I am a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion."
After Lin Yun finished speaking, he went straight back.
"Interesting, there are more and more rookies this year."
Just after it came out, a dark horse with great potential appeared in these seven groups, which made the referee look forward to it.
"The nineteenth battle, Yang Teng versus Feng Wudao!"
Just when everyone was still immersed in Lin Yun's incredible victory, the referee's words fell and everyone in the field immediately woke up.
"Yang Teng? Yang Teng of the Tianjian Sect, he was ranked twenty-three in the last Longyun Ranking, a top evildoer, much higher than Qin Yang."
"Among these seven groups, there are quite a few extremely evil ones."
"It seems I haven't heard much about Feng Wudao. I don't know which sect he is a disciple of. I'm afraid he will lose miserably."
"Let's see if we can stick to five moves."
Everyone's enthusiasm for the ultimate monster is very high. Those who are currently on the stage are all extremely strong. If they are slightly weaker, they can defeat their opponents in one face-to-face, and if they are stronger, they can only take five moves at most.
So far, no one has been able to withstand five moves in front of the most powerful evildoer, so all the unscrupulous people can only look at him with sympathy.
The two of them landed on the Shenglong Platform. Unexpectedly, Feng Wudao's demeanor was quite extraordinary. Facing a powerful enemy like Yang Teng, he didn't even have a trace of panic. The look in his eyes was terrifyingly calm.
After looking at it for a moment, Yang Teng smiled casually and said: "I thought you would just admit defeat. It seems that Yang's reputation is still far behind the Three Kings and Seven Heroes."
The Three Kings and Seven Heroes have almost never appeared on the stage. When their names were read, their opponents voluntarily gave up.
This is a kind of respect for the strong, and it is also a kind of supreme honor.
"That's natural. Compared with the three kings and seven heroes, you are nothing."
Feng Wudao's expression remained unchanged, but the mockery in his tone was extremely harsh.
As soon as these words came out, Yang Teng's expression completely changed. Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded. The smell of gunpowder in this group of dragon feasts was so strong that it seemed that any one of them had a bad temper.
Yang Teng said that he is not as good as the Three Kings and Seven Heroes, which is self-effacing. If you say that others are inferior in public, it is a slap in the face.
How can a very evil person be easily humiliated?
Even if this man admits defeat now, he is afraid that Yang Teng will not let him go. If he does not die, he will be seriously injured and lose the ability to continue fighting.
"You may be right, but in my eyes, you are not even air."
Yang Teng snorted coldly, with killing intent flashing in his eyes, and a scarlet long sword appeared in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, eighteen swords with condensed light and shadow immediately hung upside down behind him. The long sword waved, and the person behind him
The light of the eighteen swords soared into the sky like fan blades.
boom!
In an instant, the power of Yang Teng's sword surged, boundless and majestic. It was as if the entire sky was filled with the power of his sword, giving people a terrifying oppressive force.
"Dayan Sword Technique!"
"The secret art of Tianjian Sect, it is not easy to find a sword art in Nanhua Ancient Region. It is not easy to find an unfathomable sword art."
The sword technique is even more difficult."
There was endless discussion from all sides, and Lin Yun watched silently. The Dayan Sword Technique was indeed amazing. It was said to be the secret skill of the Tianjian Sect, which was preserved in the inheritance of the Sword Sect. The grade of the sword technique was quite high. It was practiced to the highest level.
In this realm, nine hundred and nine hundred ninety-nine sword shadows can be condensed and hung in the sky. With a single swing of the sword, the sword shadows fill the sky, like shining snow, boundless.
Buzz!
The sound of the sword in the sky trembled, and Yang Teng swung out his sword. Hundreds of sword intentions overlapped and fell like flying leaves all over the sky, sweeping in.
It is very difficult to dodge such a large-scale attack.
Feng Wudao did not dodge. He clenched his fingers and punched once, and violent lightning exploded in the fist.
Click!
The flying sword shadow was shaken by the thunder and could not be saved, and was completely shattered in the exploding thunder light.
Countless broken sword shadows danced in the wind like broken leaves. Feng Wudao spread his long hair among the endless broken leaves and walked slowly, like a ray of sunshine in autumn, dazzling and dazzling.
"Thunder Will?"
Yang Teng was shocked. He turned out to be a ruthless man who had understood the will of martial arts, and his level of will was very high.
Among the many shocked warriors in the audience, Lin Yun's eyes flashed with strange color, and he was quite surprised. This seal of Wudao was not simple. The control of his thunder will was extremely advanced, and the force of the blast was not redundant at all.
It only shattered the falling sword light, and the rising dragon platform was full of broken sword shadows without any flash of lightning.
A bit scary...
Lin Yun was slightly surprised. Such methods had nothing to do with the level of his will. Just like Lin Yun's sword intention, even if he had the same level of sword intention, he was sure to defeat his opponent.
Just because his love for swordsmanship and talent for swordsmanship are far beyond ordinary people. Feng Wudao's talent for thunder will is also far beyond ordinary people, and he can be called a genius.
Clang clang clang!
Just when everyone was astonished, the two people on the stage in the electric light and flint stone exchanged dozens of moves. They were equally matched and each was competing. Feng Wudao quickly broke the myth that he could not withstand the five moves of the most powerful evildoer.
True energy surged, sword light criss-crossed, black clouds surged, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and various strange phenomena occurred on the Shenglong Platform.
At this moment, even the most stupid person can tell that Feng Wudao is not weak at all and is fully capable of competing with the most powerful monster.
"Sword fire burns the sky!"
Yang Teng on the Shenglong Platform was obviously a little anxious, and with a roar, he used his killing move. The light sword condensed in the Dayan Sword Technique burned blazingly in the sky, and the scarlet long sword in his hand shook violently.
, countless sword fires fell from the sky and poured down crazily.
"sharp."
Feng Wudao's pupils shrank sharply, and he saw the horror of this sword fire. It was a killing move that perfectly integrated his own sword intention and Dayan sword art. Every ray of flame contained fatal lethality, and even a little bit
If you are not careful, the flames will pierce the body's protective essence, and then be directly annihilated and burned to ashes.
"But if that's all, it's better to admit defeat as soon as possible."
Feng Wudao shouted loudly and said in a deep voice: "Thunder Breaking Slash!"
The terrifying sound of thunder resounded crazily in Feng Wudao's body. The thunder power on his body surged, and the soles of his feet stamped hard on the ground.
Boom!
The Shenglong Platform trembled and made a huge hum, causing the surrounding lakes to surge. Feng Wudao soared into the sky like lightning and punched out, directly cutting off the majestic sword fire.
Click!
The sword fire had the power to burn the sky, like a flaming dragon being cut in half by someone. Yang Teng spat out blood and fell to the ground hard.
Feng Wudao was in mid-air, and his stern face was extremely hardened by the firelight.
All the people who were paying attention to the battles of these seven groups were speechless and completely shocked.
No one expected that in just the beginning of the points competition, such a powerful rookie would emerge and directly defeat the veteran monster.
