Wu Mohan!
Lin Yun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the opponent in the final round of the group stage would be Wu Mohan from the Hunyuan Sect.
This person, in the previous battle, was not very sharp.
Along the way, Du Sheng has been quite difficult, including Lin Yun, they are not very optimistic about him.
Even, he didn't pay much attention to this person.
The real powerhouse of the Hunyuan Sect, the first to bear the brunt is naturally Young Master Yanxin, followed by the rising star Zuo Yun.
However, neither of them are in this eighth platform.
Originally, I thought that there were no masters of Hunyuanmen in this eighth battle stage, but I didn't expect Wu Mohan to appear.
Suddenly, Lin Yun thought of something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
If you say, only a few games are narrow wins, there is not much suspicious place. But every game was a narrow victory, and it was extremely difficult to win, and then it just happened to be such a coincidence, and the winning streak went all the way.
I'm afraid it's not as simple as a coincidence...
The cruelty of the elimination battle is that the loser is eliminated, and the further you go, the less chance you can say.
Just like a stopper, the real powerhouse is screened out round by round.
"Have you met?"
A sneer appeared on Wen Yanbo's face in Hunyuan Zong, and the scene he was looking forward to finally happened.
The rest of the elders also had gloomy smiles on their faces, and they were all talking.
The corners of Mr. Yanxin's mouth were slightly raised, and he was also looking forward to this battle.
Zuo Yun looked at the two on the battle stage, his eyes flashed with worry, and his eyes fell on Lin Yun.
Lin Yun, I hope you have not misestimated Senior Brother Wu's strength.
…
"I thought that the eighth battle stage was destined to be unable to meet you. I didn't expect the last battle to be inevitable after all."
The indifferent Wu Mohan's eyes fell on Lin Yun, and there was no wave in his eyes.
"You'll regret meeting me."
Lin Yun smiled slightly and looked directly at the leader of the Hunyuan Sect.
This one, I am afraid, is the hidden son of Hunyuanzong in the Dragon Gate Competition.
"It seems that you are very confident in your own strength. Your name is known to everyone in my Hunyuan Sect." Wu Mohan also showed a smile on his unremarkable appearance, and his voice was calm. .
It's just that in the calm, there is an atmosphere that is obviously wrong, which makes people suspicious.
In fact, there is no need to be suspicious. Everyone in the Great Qin Empire knows that Hunyuan Sect and High Heaven Sword Pavilion are mortal enemies.
Lin Yun also beheaded the three core disciples of the Hunyuan Sect in the secret realm of the magic lotus, which has long been listed as a must-kill blade by the other party.
Under Wu Mohan's calm words, what was hidden was a shocking killing intent!
"Go ahead, it's the last battle of the group stage, why bother. The winner is out, the loser gets out, and the real trick is when your subordinates see it."
Lin Yun stared at each other and said coldly.
"as you wish!"
When the voice fell, Wu Mohan stepped out.
With this step, the originally calm eighth platform suddenly erupted with a mountain and tsunami-like aura. The terrifying aura surged out from Wu Mohan's body in waves, and that kind of coercion made all the powerhouses at the top tenth level of Xuanwu tremble.
"Half-step Zifu!"
As soon as this breath was revealed, Lin Yun's expression became solemn. This Wu Mohan was actually a master of the half-step Zifu.
Sure enough, this guy's previous tragic victory was all disguised.
"Half-step Zifu!"
"Scary, what's going on with this guy..."
"It has always been a tragic victory before, and no one is optimistic about him, but now he has suddenly burst into the cultivation of half-step Zifu."
"This son has such a deep scheming!"
Almost all the people who originally watched the battle believed that Lin Yun would win without a doubt.
After all, Lin Yun connected with Yuan and other powerful enemies who had been swept along the way, and he could suppress them strongly and defeat Wu Mohan, who had won this way.
Not to mention crushing, at least it should be a safe bet.
In the hearts of many people, Lin Yun has appeared steadily, and there will be no more waves.
Unexpectedly, a Wu Mohan appeared in the sky.
If he hadn't run into Lin Yun, he might have to keep hiding.
Bang!
The ancient power of the dragon and elephant permeated Wu Mohan, his footsteps were heavier, and the entire majestic battle platform seemed to tremble at this moment.
Immediately, he soared into the air and plundered.
With five fingers clenched, a steady stream of dragon and elephant power suddenly gathered, and in an instant, it condensed into an ancient battle cauldron in its fist.
The Zhan Ding is carved with terrifying ancient beasts and dragons.
It is the unique skill derived from the Dragon-Elephant Fighting Body Art of Hunyuan Sect, the Dragon-Elephant Fighting Fist.
boom!
The battle cauldron was condensed, carrying a violent and domineering offensive, and with the fist, it suppressed Lin Yun at the head.
This kind of momentum, under the pressure of the half-step Zifu, was enough to easily kill a leader of the tenth level of Xuanwu.
"Want to shoot me to death?"
But Lin Yun's realm is not as simple as it looks on the surface, although his cultivation is only at the peak of the ninth level of Xuanwu. But its combat power has long been able to kill the tenth level of Xuanwu, and now it is already comparable to the masters of the half-step Zifu.
At the moment, there is no panic and tension.
He raised his brows, and his whole body suddenly burst into a luster like ice crystals, like flowers blooming, like a bright sun.
But in the Dantian, the purple iris flowers condensed by the Ziyuan Sword Art, one by one, bloomed quietly and ran wildly.
When his sword power reached the peak of Dao, the golden black seal behind him bloomed and burst into the air.
The fists danced and slammed into the smashing battle tripod.
bang!
The deafening sound of metal collisions echoed in all directions. When the fists burst into flames, it seemed like one after another was unmatched, and the surging sword lights bombarded it.
In the blink of an eye, the sword beam slammed, and more than a hundred punches were fired, smashing the battle cauldron into pieces.
"You try my trick too!"
At the moment when the battle cauldron was smashed, Lin Yun swept away his edge and formed a seal on his hands. The Vajra Seal and the Po Kong Seal, condensed between Xumi, burst out with a breath that was not much weaker than the other party, and smashed it hard.
Bang bang bang!
Looking at the two marks that fell, Wu Mohan was expressionless, raised his hand, and pointed in the air.
The power of the ancient dragon elephant condensed into two extremely sharp blood-colored beams, which directly penetrated the power of these two marks.
"King Kong Demon Seal!"
However, at the moment when the Vajra Breaking Seal was pierced, in mid-air, Lin Yun performed the Seven Profound Steps to the extreme. After seven steps in a row, the ghost appeared to the other side in an unpredictable manner, and smashed it with the Vajra Demon Seal.
The unity of three seals and the unity of four seals is of great power.
But it takes too much real energy to display it, and it won't be used until the lore.
In a real battle, it is the most appropriate way to combine the four seals of the Dragon Tiger Fist randomly and flexibly.
With the superb Qixuan step, Lin Yun surrounded Wu Mohan with the four seals of the dragon and tiger fist, superimposed at will, and blasted it to the fullest. For a time, the Vajra Subduing Demon Seal, the Vajra Breaking the Sky Seal, and the Demon Subduing All Heaven Seals… developed an astonishing power and enveloped Wu Mohan.
Dang dang dang!
After encouraging him to deal with more than ten moves, Wu Mohan's eyes flashed with coldness, and he lost the patience to fight.
"Dragon Elephant Gun!"
The surging power of the dragon elephant, exuding a violent aura, condensed in his palm. Roar, when the power of the dragon elephant condensed to the point where it seemed to be substantive, a thunderous roar erupted, and then it evolved into a rusty, dark red spear full of ancient vicissitudes.
The long spear is more than ten feet long, and it is said to be a long spear, more like a furious dragon.
"break!"
The war guns condensed, Wu Mohan waved his hands, and the huge war gun was as heavy as a mountain. It spun at a crazy speed. During the rotation, the dark red light was like the blood of a fierce beast, scattered out and dancing with the wind.
Crack clap.
With an invincible force, the war spear smashed the dragon and tiger four seals one by one, and then turned into electric light, stabbing towards the retreating Lin Yun!
In the blink of an eye, the dragon-elephant battle spear, which was full of violence and slaughter, rapidly expanded in Lin Yun's pupils.
"There's no way to hide."
Looking at Lin Yun, who was flickering out of thin air with seven profound steps and constantly flying away, Wu Mohan sneered at the corner of Wu Mohan's mouth.
No matter how strong the movement technique is, Ke Luo is always shrouded in momentum, like an ant in the palm of his hand.
No matter how fast you run, you are always spinning in your palm.
This was the strength of Banbu Zifu, Lin Yun was already proud enough to be able to stand in front of him for such a long time.
"So strong!"
Since Lin Yun has been winning all the way, he has never been forced into such a situation, and Wu Mohan can't see how much strength he has shown.
"My Primordial Sect is not as easy to deal with as Xuan Tianzong. Even if this little sword slave learns the dragon-elephant fighting style, he is still forced to be like a dog."
Wen Yanbo stroked his beard, his eyes flashing with color.
"hateful!"
When the elders and disciples of Xuan Tianzong heard this, their faces turned dark on the spot.
But the current situation is stronger than people, so he can only hold his breath.
"This old guy!"
Young Master Yun Zhen looked at the smug look on Wen Yanbo's face, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.
On the eighth battle stage, seeing that the dragon and elephant spears could not be avoided, a decision flashed in Lin Yun's eyes.
In mid-air, he faced the huge dragon-elephant spear and stopped suddenly.
Such a scene suddenly flashed a strange color in the eyes of everyone, and they were unclear.
"I'm looking for a dead end, and I dare to take the dragon-elephant battle gun condensed by half a step of Zifu, I'm impatient!"
Wen Yanbo looked pale and snorted coldly.
Bang!
Without warning, Lin Yun faced the dark red dragon elephant gun and blasted out in a group. In the churning of blood, this fist is like an ancient dragon elephant attacking, it looks extremely slow, but wherever the fist light passes, it squeezes the air with a burst of sound, causing ripples.
The terrifying war gun was forced to stop under this punch.
All over the world, there are holy sounds from the battle cauldron, and the holy sounds collide uninterruptedly, playing the ancient battle song.
With one punch, the holy sound does not stop!
It is the symbol of the perfection of the Dragon Elephant Battle Physique 5th-layer peak. Crack, under the punch of this peak, the Dragon Elephant War Spear blasted open cracks and shattered into pieces.
"Damn, how is this possible!"
Wen Yanbo was dumbfounded on the spot when he saw this scene.
In the Hunyuan Sect, there are only a handful of people who can cultivate this Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art to the top five.
How is it possible for this kid to cultivate Long Xiang's combat body to such a state.
Boom!
Although the Dragon Elephant War Spear was torn apart, the bursting energy was still astonishing, like a collapsing volcano pouring out towards Lin Yun.
In the blink of an eye, it was buried deep in it.
Bang!
But before Wen Yanbo showed his joy, he heard a loud noise, buried in Lin Yun's body, and was shaken out on the spot.
On the eighth platform, a purple armor appeared on the boy's body.
The surface of the battle armor is outlined with dragon and elephant lines, and it also exudes a violent and astonishing aura. Its face is ruddy, but in the storm just now, it did not hurt at all.
"Dragon Elephant Battle Armor!"
Such a familiar battle armor, no one knows about the Hunyuan Sect.
"Interesting, I don't have dazzling eyes... Isn't this the secret technique of your sect? It was actually developed to such a perfect level in the hands of a disciple of the outer sect. Look at your sect's dragon elephant armor!"
With a mocking look on Yun Zhen's face, he sneered and said lightly.
All the elders and disciples of Xuantian Sect laughed rudely.
"What's the matter… "
Wen Yanbo's face was extremely wonderful, and he was completely stunned.
Obviously, he never dreamed that the dragon elephant armor on Lin Yun was much stronger than that of many elders of this sect.
"Come out with some real skills, just with this means, you are not qualified to kill me, and you will lose the face of your Primordial Sect."
Lin Yun stood proudly, looked directly at the other party, and said coldly.
"I did underestimate you. Your name, Lin Yun, is indeed well-deserved. But... this game should end here. Today, you, Lin Yun, will die!"
Wu Mohan smiled lightly, but the killing intent in his eyes suddenly became as cold as snow.
In the palm of his hand, there is a palpitating aura that makes people shudder.
Martial soul
Lin Yun frowned slightly, flashing doubts.