Kong Yuan, who was full of fierce aura, seemed to be full of confidence, and he couldn't stop laughing.
The people who watched it were terrified, and their faces could not help but show concern.
"It's not that there are no people who have beaten me in the past few years, but you all know that in the end, there will be no exceptions today."
Wan Qiuye's expression was calm, which reassured everyone in the Wan family.
"Stop talking nonsense, have you all arrived? Let's start!"
Kong Yuan snorted coldly and shouted in a deep voice.
When the voice fell, they saw Kong Yuan and the three slowly walked out.
Lin Yun raised his brows, and looked over his field of vision. These should be the three opponents fighting.
Wan Feng was beside Lin Yun and introduced in a low voice, "I know two of them, one is Pei Xiuyuan and the other is Kong Lingyuan. The two are family direct descendants that the Pei family and the Kong family focus on fostering. The other one with a hood is not familiar with , should be the same as us, and also invited from the outside world."
"Wan Qiuye, where is your Wan family's candidate for the war?"
"Let's all go forward."
Wan Qiuye said lightly, and the three of Wan Feng slowly walked out of the crowd and came to the front row.
Whizzing!
Immediately, a lot of sight fell on Lin Yun, and there was suspicion in his eyes.
Needless to say, Wan Feng and Wan Feiye were both direct descendants of the Wan family, and they were considered masters among the younger generation in Ziyan City.
Even in this huge Qingyang County, the two of them are considered a little famous among the younger generation.
But this Lin Yun, let everyone see through...
He did not deliberately restrain his breath, and at a glance, he saw that there was only one innate realm.
"Can't you find anyone in the Wan family? You actually sent a guy with an innate knowledge to fight. If you want to admit defeat, just say it directly."
Kong Yuan sneered and sneered, hitting the morale of the Wan family.
Wan Qiuye confronted each other and said, "Maybe it won't be his turn to play. I can win this battle."
"Really? Who do you send first?"
The Wan family had already discussed who would play first, but Wan Feiye took the lead in holding a long spear with a stern expression on his face.
"Wan Feiye, please enlighten me."
Whoosh!
The long spear in his hand, spun around, and then slammed a pestle on the ground, which was also similar.
"I haven't seen you for a few months, but I don't know if you have grown."
On the other side, Pei Xiuyuan held the halberd, smiled coldly, and walked out.
In Ziyan City, the two seemed to have some old grudges, and they had already fought each other before they started.
"Back off, be alert."
Wan Qiuye's expression was solemn, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of warriors from thousands of families stepped back in an orderly manner with weapons in hand, and did not dare to relax at all.
Before coming, Wan Qiuye had already explained.
Although the two sides have an agreement, no one knows whether the other party will tear his face.
After all, it is related to a spiritual lake. If you are a little careless, you may be madly counterattacked by the other party and lose a lot of money.
In short, I am afraid that the opponent cannot afford to lose!
The two men and horses stepped back from each other, making a lot of space for the two who were about to fight.
The moment the empty space was almost vacated, the two of them shot at the same time, and the powerful innate spiritual energy burst out from the body.
Bang bang bang!
The explosive momentum of the innate spirit collided together, causing gusts of wind, and the dust all over the ground danced wildly with the fallen leaves.
Clang!
The loud noise followed, and the heavy weapons used by the two broke out with a loud noise as soon as they fought.
In the battle of life and death, the two of them did not dare to be careless.
The tricks are deadly, merciless, and almost all of them kill the opponent's vital points.
The battle between the two is related to the major interests of their respective families, and they cannot retreat or escape. Even if they lose, they must severely inflict heavy losses on the opponent, creating an advantage for the latecomers.
Lin Yun stared at the two sides in the battle, secretly frightened.
The battle of life and death is too different from the ordinary one.
Every move and every move should not be underestimated, the moves are all aimed at the key points, a little carelessness will cause a fatal blow.
Both of them were using heavy weapons. Such a ferocious style of play would consume a lot of energy, and I was afraid that they would use their martial arts in a short time.
Lin Yun's voice fell in his heart, Wan Fei's face was solemn, and he first sacrificed his martial arts.
boom!
I saw the long spear in his hand, the spear glow soaring, and there was an overlapping spear shadow between the waves.
His martial spirit should also be a long spear, perfectly fused with the weapon in his hand, and his momentum was arrogant for a while.
But the faces of the Wanjia warriors are a bit difficult to look at. In this life-and-death battle, who will sacrifice their martial arts first.
If you can't win within ten moves, you will lose!
Without him, once the martial spirit is sacrificed, the load on the physical body will skyrocket, and the consumption of spirit energy will be multiplied between moves.
The sacrifice of martial arts is the last resort of a martial artist, and no one will sacrifice it unless it is absolutely necessary.
Whoosh whoosh!
After a while, nine moves passed, Wan Feiye forced the opponent into embarrassment, but he could not really hit hard.
Just as he was about to make his tenth move, Pei Xiuyuan sneered and suddenly brought out his martial spirit.
Whoa!
A mass of flames shrouded the halberd, and the surrounding temperature suddenly soared.
Pei Xiuyuan swung out a halberd, condensing a continuous fire, and with a bang, it shattered the opponent's spear.
Only a loud sound was heard, and the spear came out of his hand.
Pei Xiuyuan made a ferocious voice, and the halberd attacked like a fire dragon. Wan Feiye was so frightened that his face was pale, and he retreated step by step.
He staggered in his footsteps and was forced to fall to the ground.
"I surrender!"
Wan Feiye, who fell to the ground, shouted quickly, but Pei Xiuyuan's halberd still fell heavily.
Wan Tian shouted nervously: "Stop!"
Seeing that Pei Xiuyuan's halberd was about to hit hard, the movement in his hand stopped abruptly. But a little flame still fell on Wan Feiye, scaring him to roll all over the ground and extinguish the flame.
"Uncle Wan doesn't need to worry, he's already rolling on the floor and admit defeat, how can I kill again!"
Pei Xiuyuan sneered, apparently trying to make fun of Wan Feiye at the last time.
"good!"
On Kong Yuan's side, thunderous cheers erupted, cheering for him.
But when he wasn't really happy, the rules of this battle were life-and-death battles, and there was no such thing as two wins in three rounds.
Only when one side of the warriors in the war admits defeat or dies, can they truly win.
The faces of everyone in the Wan family were a little ugly. They didn't expect that in just a few months, this humble Pei Xiuyuan's strength would improve so quickly.
Even more embarrassed, Wan Feiye felt ashamed, and his face was dull.
Wan Feng lowered his face, slapped the storage bag, and a long spear appeared in his hand.
Seeing that the long spear was just a relatively common mid-grade profound weapon, Lin Yun said, "Do all your families use spears?"
"What's going on?"
"Use my gun!"
Whoosh!
When Lin Yun took out the Cold Cloud Spear, a gust of cold air radiated out, causing his body to shiver several times.
Wan Feng's eyes lit up: "Top mid-grade profound artifact!"
There are only seven or eight mid-grade profound tools in the entire Ten Thousand Family, and none of them are top-notch. The weapon of the clan is a high-grade mysterious soldier, but it is not yet Wanfeng's turn to use it.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yun actually had a top mid-grade profound weapon.
It is still a relatively rare ice attribute, just restraining Pei Xiuyuan, who has a flame spirit.
"Thank you."
Wan Feng, who was a little worried at first, suddenly became more confident after holding the Cold Cloud Spear.
"I see how you beat me!"
Wan Feng flicked his wrist, waved several spear shadows, and stabbed Pei Xiuyuan fiercely.
clang clang!
Facing Wan Feng's offensive, Pei Xiuyuan's face was solemn. Even if he sacrificed his martial spirit, he would still be restrained by the opponent and could not gain much advantage.
The flames burning on his halberd, the fierce flames that erupted, were suppressed by the Cold Cloud Spear.
It has never been able to be truly released, and it has not reached the level of terrifying prestige when fighting Wan Feiye.
In the end, Wan Feng easily defeated the opponent without using his martial spirit.
Of course, there is Pei Xiuyuan, who has consumed a lot of spiritual energy, but the key to the real victory is the Cold Cloud Spear!
"Kong Lingyuan, come on."
In the face of Pei Xiuyuan's defeat, Kong Yuan's terrifying face did not show the slightest wave.
It was impossible to see what he was thinking.
Does this guy really have trump cards
The head of the Wan family couldn't help but be puzzled again, and his eyes swept over the last player of the opponent.
The other party was wearing a hood, and his entire face was in the shadows, deliberately restraining his breath. If the other party doesn't make a move, even he can't really judge the real realm of this man in black.
What the hell, I also have the trump card of Lin Yun!
Thinking of Lin Yun at the finale, Wan Qiuye regained his composure. This kid knows a high-grade innate martial skill.
High-grade innate martial skills, let alone power, just the difficulty of cultivation is not something that anyone can master.
Just thinking about it, the battle between the fields unfolded fiercely at the same time.
But what is more surprising is that this Kong Lingyuan's strength is actually weaker than Pei Xiuyuan.
On the scene, Wan Feng, who was holding the Cold Cloud Spear, had the upper hand. He was full of pride and had a bright smile on his face.
"I was almost intimidated. It turned out that Pei Xiuyuan was deliberately put first. This Kong Lingyuan is their normal level."
"It's a small family after all, how can it be compared to the resources of my Wan family, it would be great to have a Pei Xiuyuan."
"Hehe, if we win this game again, there will be only one opponent left."
All the elders of the Wan family finally showed a smile on their tense faces.
Kong Lingyuan's strength was much weaker than that of Pei Xiuyuan, and Wan Feng already had an advantage without his martial spirit.
"Beat me!"
At the moment when the opponent was clearly in decline, Wan Feng stabbed with a spear, the tip of the spear trembled, a flower appeared from his wrist, and the petals were just a little spear glow.
Chi Chi Chi!
All four shots hit, Kong Lingyuan's body spattered with blood, his face was pale, and he took a few steps backwards.
The Confucius elders hurried forward and helped him down.
For a time, Wan Feng won both battles, looking high-spirited, raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in black: "Boy, it's your turn!"
The Wanjia warriors who had the upper hand were also cheering and cheering for Wan Feng.
"hehe!"
The man in black under the hood's lips moved slightly, smiled, and slowly stepped forward to take off the hood and smiled: "My name is Yan Tianrui, I'm new here, please take care!"
When the hood fell, the elders of the Wan family were all startled when they saw his face.
I saw half a blood-colored mask on his face, and the mask was embroidered with elegant cloud patterns, which was extremely strange.
"Blood Cloud Gate!"
Wan Qiuye stunned for a moment, his face changed greatly, this person is an elite of Blood Cloud Sect!