It's the boy again!
I don't know if Lin Yun's luck is too good or too bad. In the battle for the top sixteen, he met Young Master Ye, and in the battle for the top eight, he met the stronger Young Master Yanxin.
There is no doubt that Young Master Yanxin is definitely stronger than Young Master Ye.
Not to mention that Hunyuan Sect, as one of the four major sects, has a much deeper background than this Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, and the last year's Young Master Ranking Center Rock Core was higher than Ye Young Master's.
This year's Dragon Gate Competition, the strength displayed by Young Master Yan Xin is just the tip of the iceberg, which is shocking.
In the last round of the battle, he smashed his opponent to pieces with the strength of Shi Ding. The methods are brutal, the killing is decisive, and it is very terrifying.
When King Qin on the Ziqing Throne announced the rankings one by one, an uproar erupted in Longmen Square.
It has to be said that Qin Yu and others at the top of the ranking are really lucky.
There is almost no pressure, and it is stable in the quarter-finals.
It can be said that no amount is useless, the ranking of these people is also spelled out by their own strength.
Without the slightest bit of moisture, whether it was Qin Yu defeating Master Guan Shan with one palm, or Yun Zhen's three punches smashing his opponent to death, it left people speechless.
I can't accept it.
"Yanxin, this kid must die!"
Wen Yanbo stared at Young Master Yanxin and said coldly.
Hunyuanzong and Jiange are mortal enemies, and as for Lin Yun, he has already become a thorn in his eyes. In the magic lotus secret realm, the three core disciples who were sent to kill him all died at their hands.
What made Wen Yanbo hold his breath even more was that Wu Mohan and Zuo Yun were defeated successively by Jiange Lin Yun and Bai Lixuan.
If you don't lose the prestige of the sword pavilion again, Hunyuanzong loses all face in this dragon gate competition, has no dignity, and loses in a terrible way.
"Don't worry, I will let this sword slave regret coming to the Daqin Empire. I will pay back the shame he made to Zongmen."
Young Master Yanxin played with the identity card in his hand with a wicked smile on his face.
Zuo Yun looked hesitant, hesitated for a while, but finally summoned up his courage and said: "Elder Wen, I think this Lin Yun has good faith, and he doesn't seem to be someone who will pay for his revenge. As long as the sect doesn't bother him anymore, he will definitely do the same. He won't provoke the Primordial Sect, it's enough for senior brother to teach him a lesson, there is no need to kill him. If he really kills him, Jiange will definitely not give up.
Snapped!
Who knew that just after he finished speaking, Wen Yanbo slapped him on the spot and said angrily: "You bastard, you have the face to speak? The sect has given you so many resources, you are embarrassed and lost to Bai Lixuan. This little sword slave speaks, shut up for me."
Young Master Yanxin smiled coldly and scolded in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Zuo, you are still too young. Since you are a mortal enemy, there is no reason to let it go. Hurry up and apologize to Elder Wen. You must never say such things again in the future."
Zuo Yun's face was flushed, and after apologizing, he didn't dare to say more.
Wen Yanbo's face was cold and he ignored him. He just looked at Lin Yunzhi with hatred in his eyes.
In the VIP seats, although the positions of the major sects were far apart, they were all experts in the Xuanwu realm. His seven orifices are exquisite, his six senses are sharp, and he can hear the slightest disturbance clearly.
At the moment, many sects looked over involuntarily.
However, most of these sects know the grievances between Hunyuan Sect and Jiange, and they do not talk much.
But in the spectator seats in Longmen Square, it caused quite a stir, and many people whispered and chatted.
"This old guy is so cruel to his own people."
Elder Luo Feng frowned slightly and pondered: "Lin Yun, be careful, the timing is wrong, and immediately admit defeat."
But when he looked at Lin Yunzhi, his expression changed slightly.
On Lin Yun's handsome face, there was a rare ferocious expression, which made people shudder.
"Lin Yun, do you have friendship with this Zuo Yun?"
Elder Luo Feng asked.
"I can't talk about how deep the friendship is, it's just that when I was abroad, I cooperated and hunted monsters together..."
Lin Yun's heart was filled with killing intent, and he didn't want to talk about it.
He and Zuo Yun really didn't have a deep friendship. It's just that they joined forces to kill the monsters that day, and they all have some respect for each other.
It just made Lin Yun a little surprised, it was just this respect, this Zuo Yun actually spoke for himself.
Right…
In his opinion, I will definitely die at the hands of Young Master Yanxin. If he died just like that, it would be a pity for him, so if he knew that he would be questioned, he would still speak up for him, Lin Yun.
I just didn't expect that Wen Yanbo was dissatisfied when he saw that he lost to Bai Lixuan.
Seeing him speaking for himself, he slapped him in public.
Don't worry, I won't die.
Wen Yanbo's old face, he will continue to step on it, if he is afraid of shame, let him lose enough!
Lin Yun closed his eyes, killing intent brewing in his heart.
With the order of King Qin, the battle of the top eight officially began.
In the first stop, Qin Yu fought against Lin Xuan, who was at the bottom of the ranking. The direct son of the Lin clan shook his head and decided to abstain.
The first place in the top eight was born, the eldest prince Qin Yu!
Young Master Yun Zhen's opponent also chose to abstain, and the second place was born.
In the third battle, Young Master Shuiyue fought against the ink wheel of the Bloodbone Gate. Young Master Shuiyue still did not use the Yanyun Sword, and defeated his opponent in a calm manner.
In the fourth battle, Fengye faced Shui Wuhen of Demon Moon Villa. This dark horse of the hundred beast gates continued the momentum of the dark horse.
Became the first eight-strong non-Daqin native sect in the previous dragon gate competitions, and all the beast gates were ecstatic.
One by one, the top eight places are born, representing the new young masters. These people will be famous in Daqin in the next three years and become a highly anticipated existence.
After Bai Lixuan defeated Zhou Hong, a cold voice echoed in Longmen Square.
"The eighth battle, Young Master Yanxin of Hunyuan Sect, against Lin Yun of Jiange!"
call out!
Lin Yun and Young Master Yan Xin, who closed their eyes and rested, opened their eyes almost at the same time, and a cold light flashed in their eyes.
The four eyes met, and before they fought, there was a fierce collision with each other.
boom!
The atmosphere suddenly became cold and dull, as long as normal people could see that something was wrong with these two people.
"coming!"
"The last place in the top eight, I don't know who will kill the deer."
"Hunyuanzong's two trump cards this year, Wu Mohan and Zuo Yun, have been placed in the hands of Jiange disciples. Wen Yanbo, the old guy, lost his eyes, and even his own hands just now."
"Hehe, I saw it too. The slap in the face is not clear. But then again, Lin Yun has always been calm and rarely showed killing intent. Why does this battle look so terrifying."
"You noticed it too? I thought I was dazzled. This Lin Yun's eyes are so terrifying. I've never seen him so angry before."
There was a lot of discussion under the stage, and the atmosphere was hot.
In the VIP seats, Feiyu, Yunzhen, Shuiyue, Si Xueyi, Bai Lixuan, Feng Ye and others, who had already been selected for the top eight, all had an unprecedented concentration of expressions.
The eyes are all the same, looking at the same position.
Jiange Lin Yun, where to get up!
This young man, who bears the name of Sword Slave, went from being humble at first to winning streak all the way, beheading the son, and advancing to the top sixteen.
The strength it has displayed has made these evildoers in the Dragon Gate Competition feel jealous and have to pay attention.
No matter whether you hate it or not, you can't help but pay attention to this young man.
"It's surprising, I didn't expect that you sword slave, and my trash junior brother, really have some friendship."
Looking at Lin Yun who did not conceal his killing intent in the distance, Young Master Yan Xin grinned and said provocatively.
Lin Yun looked indifferent, ignored this person, and just walked slowly towards the battle platform.
"Hmph, death is imminent, and I don't know it yet."
Young Master Yanxin snorted coldly, stomped his feet on the ground, and flew towards the battle platform.
Whoa!
Seeing his figure flickering, Lin Yun, who was slowly pacing, raised his brows, and Qi Xuan Bu was instantly pushed to the peak of his height.
Under everyone's gaze, two figures rose up from different directions.
One of them, like a sharp sword, pierced through the air, and the sword intent was roaring, as if the sky trembled for it.
The other figure, on the other hand, seemed to be incarnated as an ancient beast, full of endless violent aura, wanting to devour everything.
The battle of the top eight, the final battle.
The two have long been the focus of attention and become the focus of attention.
When the two of them landed on the battlefield, they looked up at each other at the same time, their eyes were all cold, and their terrifying auras collided with each other.
Almost at the moment when the soles of their feet just landed, the two made their own shots. The next moment, Lin Yun and Young Master Yan Xin disappeared from everyone's sight at the same time.
"what happened?"
"Where did the people go?"
In the Longmen Square, the spectators from all directions were shocked and confused.
But without any sign, a loud noise suddenly erupted in the center of the vast Longmen battle platform.
An incomparable sword light and a fist like a wild beast collided abruptly.
Boom!
Suddenly, dark clouds covered the top.
In the turbulent real yuan, the earth-shattering noise was deafening, and the Longmen Square seemed to shake the ground.