Seven hundred and sixtieth eight chapters secretly fighting
Tick! Tick!
Blood kept dripping from the tip of the sword, and everyone in the huge venue could hear it clearly.
The scene was as silent as death, and even the sound of fighting on the other Shenglong Platforms was temporarily forgotten.
All his eyes fell on Lin Yun, the blood-dropped burial flower sword fell on Qin Yang, whose body and head were separated.
Dead...
This is the most powerful monster four years ago, the core disciple of Xuanyang Palace, the monster who yells to make Lin Yun kneel down like a dog and beg for mercy.
He was killed instantly by Lin Yun with one sword and died on the spot.
A sense of indescribable impact hit the face, and Xu Duren felt as if his throat was blocked, and he was speechless.
It's so cruel. The impact this scene in front of me is so shocking.
The most monstrous monster actually said he was dead.
The Dragon Feast has never died yet, but they are all unknown people and have not caused any trouble. Not to mention the most powerful monsters like Qin Yang, even many up-and-coming celebrities who are not as strong as him have never seen anyone.
Dead.
Some people lose, but very few people die.
No one could guess the scene in front of him. The people in Xuanyang Palace looked extremely ugly, and many elders couldn't help but stand up, and the anger in their eyes almost spit out.
Originally, Qin Yang had already qualified and would definitely enter the second round of knockout stage, and even have great hope of entering the final ranking battle.
But now, he died for no reason at Lin Yun's hands.
"Qin Yang died without any worries, and Lin Yun is obviously already at a higher level."
"It's scary. Look at Lin Yun, he is like killing a dog, and he has no sense of accomplishment at all."
"Now it seems that his strength among the seven groups should be stronger than Feng Wudao."
"It's very likely, but Feng Wudao is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If the two meet, the outcome is really hard to say."
After the silence, the audience was in an uproar, and countless eyes fell on Lin Yun. In the eyes of everyone, Lin Yun's light was fully displayed.
Everyone in the audience seemed quite surprised and talked endlessly.
"You guys say, how much strength did Lin Yun use this time?"
"At least 80%, but there should be a trump card. If nothing unexpected happens, he is likely to reach the top 30 of this year's dragon feast. The top 15 is a bit difficult to say, and as for the top 10, it is still unlikely."
"This year's dragon feast is really amazing. The old-fashioned monsters were killed one after another. The rising stars are more and more amazing. I am looking forward to the knockout round and the final ranking battle."
"I don't know how many places he can rank among these up-and-coming stars."
Lin Yun's performance completely amazed everyone, and many people were discussing how many places Lin Yun could rank among the newly rising monsters.
Some people wanted to rank him first, but Yue Weiwei's supporters immediately disagreed, and some people felt that Bai Lixuan might not be weaker than Lin Yun, and he also had the Holy Body.
But the performances of Feng Wudao and Fang Hanluo are also amazing and have their own styles. After fighting, they still cannot get a unified opinion. After all, they have to fight formally to get a result.
For a moment, everyone was extremely looking forward to the battle of the dragon feast, which would inevitably be even more exciting.
I look forward to how intense the collision between the rookies will be, and what kind of sparks will be created when they fight with the Three Kings and Seven Yings.
Will anyone create a miracle to defeat the Three Kings and Seven Kings? Everything is full of endless possibilities.
Amid such extremely enthusiastic discussions, time passed quickly, and the points match that was about to end was officially over soon.
Among the seven groups, there are three monsters who have won ten consecutive victories, two rising stars Lin Yun and Feng Wudao, and one master on the previous Long Yun list. If so,
Qin Yang did not meet Lin Yun, and he must have been among the winning streak, but unfortunately there was no if.
There is no such person in this world anymore.
Except for the seven groups where Lin Yun is located, there are many people who have won consecutive victories, and the mysterious and yellow aura on these people is shining brightly.
The heavy light in the jade pendant reflects their extraordinary and outstanding skills. It is extremely eye-catching among the dark crowd and can be seen from a distance.
After the referee counted the number of people, the list of promotions to the knockout stage was officially announced.
The hundreds of thousands of leaders in the ancient Nanhua domain have been screened step by step, and only one thousand people are still persisting.
The 1,000 people who have been screened layer by layer are undoubtedly the true elites of the ancient Nanhua domain, and no one knows what kind of dark horses are hidden inside.
No matter who you fight, you may be reversed, and the fight will inevitably be extremely tragic.
After a night of rest, the knockout round of the dragon feast began.
The sun shone on Jiulong Lake, and the millions of warriors on the viewing table all looked extremely thrilling.
The rules of the knockout round are also officially announced at this time.
Ten groups conducted mixed-group battles according to the rules of one group to ten groups, two groups to nine groups, and three groups to eight groups.
Everyone has to fight ten games, but the rules are even more cruel. If you lose three games in ten games, you will immediately lose your qualifications, and everyone will only have the chance to lose twice.
Each group of 100 people, mixed group battles are to pick out twenty of the two hundred people and enter the final ranking battle. It seems to have a one-tenth chance, but in fact, it is extremely cruel for the players.
Not to mention that those who can enter the knockout round are the top ones. There are no weak people anymore. The rule that loses the qualification after losing three games alone makes people feel numb.
In the points match, the strategic admitting defeat will definitely not happen. Every battle will inevitably be fought to the end. Such high-intensity battles will have to fight ten consecutive games. You can imagine how tragic it will be.
“According to the rules, seven groups will be four groups.”
Lin Yun thought about it.
In addition to him in the seven groups, there were two people who won ten consecutive games, one of which was Feng Wudao. This man understood the will of Thunder, and his persistence in the way of Thunder could be comparable to his own swordsmanship.
Another winner is Yan Ziqing, who ranked 14th on the previous Longyun List. This person is quite low-key and most of his opponents choose to admit defeat. It is not easy to judge how strong he is. The remaining master is Yang Teng, who is also a
The most powerful monster, ranked 23rd in the last Longyun List. He only lost one game at Feng Wudao, and his strong strength should not be underestimated.
As for the four groups, it's a bit scary.
There are as many as four consecutive winners, including Fang Hanluo, the new star Bai Ling of Qingmu Pavilion, and Ye Qingfeng, the core disciple of Ziyue Cave Heaven. They are all quite dazzling up-and-coming stars.
Anyone will not be much weaker than Lin Yun in the points competition.
But what really scares the four groups is that the senior brother Juechen of Qingmu Pavilion is one of the seven heroes of the ancient Nanhua domain, and ranked eighth on the previous Longyun List.
Anyone who meets him will definitely be a little unlucky and basically has no chance of winning.
The Holy Alliance was afraid that it would be expected to be such a situation, so the rule was to lose three games before it was eliminated. Otherwise, it would be a pity for those who met the Three Kings and Seven Kings.
Mixed group battles are different from different group battles. In addition to the opponents in the fourth group, Lin Yun may also encounter masters in the seventh group.
It became extremely dangerous.
"The knockout stage, the first game, Yang Teng fights Ye Qingfeng!"
The battle between the seventh and fourth groups officially began. Both sides were very big and seemed full of gunpowder at the beginning.
In the original points match, Yang Teng only lost one game, while Ye Qingfeng won ten consecutive games, and with the sign of Ziyue Cave Heaven, he seemed to be in full force.
Yang Teng looked solemn and did not dare to be careless at all.
Four years ago, the other party was an unknown person, but four years later, it was different.
The army emerged and won ten consecutive games, with a sharper edge than him.
"Ye Qingfeng, the sky of Ziyue Cave, please give me some advice!"
Ye Qingfeng took the lead. The moment he finished speaking, a purple moon enveloped the entire battle platform. He appeared in front of Yang Teng as if teleported, raised his right hand, bending his thumb, index finger and middle finger into claws, towards Yang Teng.
He grabbed the face of the house.
A strange color flashed in Yang Teng's eyes. At the same time as the Dayan Sword Technique was used, he drew the sword instantly.
When! When! When! When! When!
The sword light and the strange claws condensed by the three fingers kept fighting, and even made a sound of metal collision. Ye Qingfeng's claws were as hard as metal, with sharp fingertips and cold light.
A discerning person quickly saw that he used the three claws of a martial arts in Ziyue Cave Heaven. His fingers were sharp and his claws could easily tear people in half. In Ziyue Cave Heaven, it was extremely difficult to practice.
The martial arts are extremely dangerous and extremely cruel.
In this knockout round, these elite leaders dare not hide their weaknesses.
The rule of eliminating if you lose three games, each person is willing to lose one game. After all, no one knows whether they will face the Three Kings and Qiying. Losing the other game is equivalent to being forced into a desperate situation.
On the Shenglong Platform, finger claws and sword blades confronted each other, sparks splashed everywhere, and the light was brilliant, filled with terrifying howling sounds.
"Three fingers are heartbroken!"
Ye Qingfeng shouted, and the man suddenly curled up in the air, covered by purple moon. He looked like a cold bobcat, small and agile, but his claws were swinging at a strange speed, and countless claw blades were countless.
But it was like a heavy blow from a tiger.
Each blow attacks hard at the opponent's heart, causing a fatal move. Once a flaw is revealed, the heart will be dug out immediately.
The sword shadow behind Yang Teng quietly dissipated, his face seemed a little difficult, and the sword light kept retreating while waving.
Click! Click!
On the Shenglong Platform, the purple claw blade was constantly shattered by the sword light, like an explosion of moonlight blooming like fireworks. The gorgeous colors and gorgeous sword light made the scene on the Shenglong Platform beautiful.
In a dream.
But for Yang Teng, this is obviously not a dream.
Still in the process of retreating, he tried his best to avoid the vital points, and some hideous wounds were torn out of his body.
"Lin Yun, who do you think will win?"
At this moment, the white silk in Qingmu Pavilion among the four groups suddenly opened his mouth and asked Lin Yun.
When it came to the knockout round, all the players in the mixed group were gathered together. When Bai Ling opened her mouth, many people looked at Lin Yun.
For example, Feng Wudao, Fang Hanluo, and even Yan Ziqing and Qiying Juechen looked at him with interest.
The geniuses are everywhere. This is Bai Ling's eyesight and a provocation. Many people are curious about how Lin Yun will respond.
Lin Yun glanced lightly and said calmly: "You first."
Bai Ling smiled coldly and pondered: "After three moves, Ye Qingfeng will fall into a passive position and will definitely lose."
After the words came, he looked at Lin Yun provocatively, full of sarcasm, mocking Lin Yun and dared not make a judgment first.
His argument was quite novel. After all, Yang Teng was at a disadvantage on the field, and it seemed extremely difficult to deal with it.
However, most of the leaders present nodded secretly. Bai Ling’s words made sense. Yang Teng seemed to be embarrassed, but in fact his composition was not messy, and his sword posture was constantly accumulating.
As long as you support three more moves, you will be able to counterattack, and the majestic sword force may even defeat Ye Qingfeng in an instant.
"Within two moves, Yang Teng will definitely lose."
Lin Yun said casually.
"The only thing is that, your eyesight is not good, and it's a bit bad."
Bai Ling seemed to be smiling, stretched out her index finger and shook it, and said with a little disdain.
Many people looked at Lin Yun suspiciously and shook their heads secretly. His argument was really incredible and a bit outrageous.