After Yue Weiwei fell, her face turned obviously pale.
A look of worry flashed in the eyes of the master of the Tianyao Pavilion, and he secretly sent a message: "My young master, your injury has never healed, and the Tianyin Jue can no longer be used. As for Mr. Lin, if I remember correctly
If so, his relationship with the saint in Emperor Xuan Palace is unusual."
A blush appeared on Yue Weiwei's face, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled lazily: "I know, but who calls him my brother Yun? I don't want others to bully him."
The master of Tianyao Pavilion sighed and was speechless.
This little mistress is really too willful, but after thinking about it, if she wasn't willful, she wouldn't appear in front of him.
Even her father, who was known as the Moon Demon Demon Emperor, couldn't control her in this world, let alone him?
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As the night falls, the battle continues.
After a few more rounds, Lin Yun only had three opponents left to fight, Zhu Qingshan, Zhao Wuji and Yu Haotian.
On the Shenglong Platform, Jiang Ziye and Zhu Qingshan were fighting. The outcome between the two was crucial.
If Zhu Qingshan wins, he will have a chance to compete for the top three. If Jiang Ziye loses, he will only be ranked fifth.
There is no doubt that Zhu Qingshan's sword skills are unpredictable and extremely difficult to control. However, Jiang Ziye's cloud artistic conception is also ever-changing, and the power of Tianhuang's Cloud-breaking Finger and Cloud-breaking Palm cannot be underestimated.
Even if he was as strong as Zhu Qingshan, he couldn't find a flaw in Jiang Ziye for a while. He could only push his sword intent to the limit, making the Shenglong platform filled with sounds like howling ghosts and wolves, and countless black arrows.
Knife light.
"Soul Eater!"
The evil ghost howled, Zhu Qingshan fired nine swords in a flash, first inserting the evil ghost derived from the sword's intention into the opponent's body silently. Then nine rays of black sword light shattered the void, blooming with a dazzling brilliance, and followed closely.
Then he came to kill him.
"Tianhuang Poyunzhi!"
Jiang Ziye did not dare to be careless at all, and in the blink of an eye, she used the Tianhuang Poyun Finger. The ancient stone finger broke through the clouds, shattered nine rays of sword light with one finger, and sent the opponent flying.
But she had no intention of pursuing him. Instead, she stepped back and clapped her hands four times at the same time.
"Wind, thunder, rain, fog!"
Every time a palm falls, the clouds in the sky will collide with each other, creating an extremely violent phenomenon. For a time, there is wind and rain, heavy fog fills the air, and streaks of lightning fall from the sky.
After landing on the ground and standing firm, Jiang Ziye looked solemn and used her true energy to force Zhu Qingshan's sword intent out of her body.
Zhu Qingshan, who was thrown away by the shock, got up on the spot with a ferocious smile, and rushed into the thick fog regardless of his injuries, just to get close to Jiang Ziye.
boom!
When he rushed out like lightning, Jiang Ziye's complexion changed drastically, and most of his sword intent had not been dispelled.
"Evoke the sky!"
Bang!
The hundred-foot-long black light sword was burning with flames, and the place it passed was as black as ink, filling every corner of the air. Jiang Ziye tried her best to resist, but still could not stop the sword from striking down, and in the end, the whole person was sent flying.
On the right shoulder, there are many extremely hideous scars, which is particularly terrifying.
"You lost."
Zhu Qingshan did not pursue him anymore, but said coldly.
Jiang Ziye sighed. She was ranked among the top five in this Long Yun Ranking. Compared with the previous one, there was not much competition.
Everyone in the audience was quite sad to see such a scene.
This dragon feast is too intense. The last Nanhua Seven
Only Jiang Ziye made it into the top ten of Ying, and now even she is at a standstill in the hands of the magic sword Zhu Qingshan.
In the next battle, Bai Lixuan faced off against Fang Hanluo. Fang Hanluo should have been stronger, after all, he had mastered half-step psychic sword intent.
But his defeat at the hands of Yan Longzi was too serious, and he was able to fight in a short period of time, but he couldn't compare with what he was at his peak.
The two of them are currently fighting at an evenly matched situation. It depends on who can spot the opponent's flaw first, or Bai Lixuan can take his thunderous sword intent to a further level.
After the last hundred moves, Fang Hanluo narrowly defeated one move by relying on his purple ice combat body.
After the battle ended, everyone in the spectator seats suddenly became nervous. If nothing unexpected happened, Lin Yun would appear in the next battle.
Right now, he only has three opponents, Zhao Wuji, Yu Haotian and Zhu Qingshan. There is a high chance that he will run into the remaining two of the three little kings.
"The next battle will be between Lin Yun and Zhao Wuji!"
The chief referee of the Holy League spoke personally and read out the top ten players in this match.
boom!
Almost instantly, deafening shouts erupted from all directions in the venue. It was already late at night, but everyone was in high spirits and excited.
The rankings for this year's Dragon Feast have almost been decided, and there is no doubt that Yu Haotian will most likely be in the top three.
Zhu Qingshan was defeated by Yu Haotian and Zhao Wuji one after another. His trump card was exposed too much, and his winning rate against Lin Yun was probably not very high.
Now, Lin Yun and Zhao Wuji are fighting, whoever wins will be second, one person is inferior, and tens of thousands of people are superior, enjoying the supreme glory.
In addition, for those who have been paying attention to the Feast of Dragons so far, or for the warriors who have paid special attention to Lin Yun, they still have some expectations deep in their hearts, looking forward to whether Lin Yun, the dark horse, can continue his undefeated legend.
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Many bystanders had already put their emotions on Lin Yun's body, and unknowingly they were not even aware of it.
Zhao Wuji attached great importance to this battle. From the moment Lin Yun killed Yan Longzi, he no longer had any intention of looking down on Lin Yun.
Originally, apart from Yu Haotian, he didn't take much notice of Yan Longzi in this dragon feast.
But now he had to pay attention to Lin Yun, and even put him in an extremely important position. With a flash of lightning, he landed on the Shenglong platform first, his face was cold and calm, and he was still not too arrogant.
He is extremely low-key and introverted, and in some aspects he is quite similar to Lin Yun's personality. You will never know how many cards he has with this kind of person.
But at this point, he was afraid that he would no longer be able to keep a low profile. One of the five-clawed golden dragons belonging to the two of them would inevitably be destroyed.
Sure enough, the moment Lin Yun landed on the Shenglong Platform, the pressure of his thundercloud suddenly burst out and swept towards the opponent.
Lin Yun held the flower-burial sword in his right hand, his expression unchanged, but the power of the blue dragon sword loomed behind him. Quietly, it offset the opponent's pressure, and at the same time, the sword power buzzed and roared, roaring at the opponent like a dragon's roar.
And arrived.
As the saying goes, it is disrespectful to reciprocate. Before the fight, Lin Yun did not want to weaken his momentum.
The two people competing in secret made the atmosphere of Shenglongtai become extremely solemn invisibly. The condensed aura of the cold forest made the entire vast lake tense up, and the water surface was turbulent, like a mirror.
Smooth and stable as if solidified.
Such a terrifying atmosphere quietly silenced the loud shouts from the audience.
Except for the sound of breathing that was deliberately suppressed, there was no sound between heaven and earth. It was so quiet that it made people feel terrible.
There was a hint of solemnity in Lin Yun's indifferent expression.
Whether it is the will of thunder or the will of clouds, these two martial arts wills have reached a level comparable to the peak perfection of the innate sword will.
Some clues can be seen from the way he and Bai Lixuan fought and easily crushed each other's thunderous will.
The terrifying coercion generated by the fusion of the two martial arts wills was not inferior to the power of his Canglong Sword, and was even faintly stronger, making Lin Yun feel the existence of pressure.
Fortunately, his Canglong battle body has just been promoted to the ninth level, and the power of the Canglong has increased dramatically. Otherwise, he would have to use other trump cards.
"I saw a sword in your eyes. After I draw the sword, it will be meaningless for you to hide it."
Lin Yun suddenly spoke and said something that no one expected.
"It's powerful, but I really don't intend to hide it from you. This knife is called Qiu Sheng. I found it in an ancient ruins. It gathers the cold air of heaven and earth and is dedicated to killing. It should be so much stronger than your funeral flower.
a little."
Zhao Wuji didn't have much surprise on his face. He lightly arranged it on the storage bag, and a high-grade sword appeared in his hand. The blade was hidden in the sheath, but there was still a coldness seeping out, which seemed quite competitive.
"war!"
The sword intention was like the light of the stars and the moon, like the Milky Way in the sky, it burst out from Lin Yun's body crazily.
Compete with me?
This is Lin Yun's response, fight!
"Thunder Cloud Slash!"
The autumn colors are out of their sheaths, just like the waves rising at night and the sudden arrival of wind and rain. The bright sword light stirs up the thunder clouds in the sky. Zao Wuji mobilizes the will of the thunder clouds and strikes out with a terrifying sword towards the forest clouds. The sword light is bleak and cold.
Wow!
The Burial Flower was unsheathed at some point, and a ray of cold light illuminated thousands of thunder clouds. Accompanied by the mighty roar of the Canglong sword, Lin Yun held the Burial Flower and pointed it at the opponent's blade with incomparable accuracy.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the true energy went wild.
As the weapons clashed, the air was clanking, as if there were trembling gold and iron, thousands of troops passed by, and thousands of horses stood in silence.
Lin Yun followed the trend, turned around, and instantly appeared beside Zhao Wuji with his footsteps connecting in the void, stabbing the back of his neck with a sword.
This sword was fast and cruel, and the angle was even more tricky, immediately putting his opponent at a disadvantage. But to others, Lin Yun looked as relaxed and carefree as if he was strolling in a garden pavilion, reaching out to pick flowers.
He is indeed picking flowers, but he is also killing people. People are like flowers. When flowers bloom and fade, people die when flowers die. Just like the sword in his hand, when flowers are buried, people are also buried.
It can be clearly seen that Lin Yun's swordsmanship has improved rapidly after being tempered by many battles in the Feast of Dragons, and what he has learned is far beyond what anyone can compare to.
"What a brilliant sword!"
The pupils of many top ten leaders shrank sharply. Lin Yun should have seen the flaw in Zhao Wuji's sword. However, he did not take the opportunity to smash this move, but instead magnified the flaw in this move infinitely, which would make him feel uncomfortable.
Zhao Wuji felt very uncomfortable among them.
The artistic conception of his sword has not been finished yet, the power of the sword is still fierce, and the remaining power is still fierce. But Lin Yun's sword has already touched his vitals. No matter whether he advances or retreats, this sword is extremely fatal.
What's more important is that Lin Yun's sword is very fast, so fast that there is no chance of hesitation.
If you advance or retreat, you will open up bigger holes, but if you don't advance or retreat, you will be killed with a sword in an instant.
How terrible!
Thinking of this, Bai Lixuan, Wu Xiaotian and others shuddered. If it were them, they would be dead at this moment.
But in the flash of lightning, Zhao Wuji made a move that no one expected. He almost didn't need to think, and he broke the move in an instant.
