"My name is Yan Tianrui, I'm new here, please take care of me!"
The moment the man in black took off his hood, the cheers of everyone in the Wan family immediately quieted down.
Wan Feng, who was originally high-spirited and won two consecutive battles, with a provocative face, changed his face in a flash.
The hand holding the Cold Cloud Spear trembled slightly, looking at the half of the blood-colored mask, his eyes couldn't hide the horror.
Blood Cloud Gate!
As a major frontier county of the empire, Qingyang County can be regarded as the most chaotic county. Various forces are entangled with each other, and the conflict of interests is cruel and bloody.
From time to time, you can hear that certain forces have been uprooted and killed.
This place is chaotic and irritable, only the strong can stand upright.
For hundreds of years, there have been only three sects that can truly dominate Qingyang County, namely Jin Yanzong, Mingguang Pavilion and Blood Cloud Sect.
Among the three overlords of Qingyang County, the Blood Cloud Gate is the most feared.
It is one thing to be strong and profound, but it is another thing to do things. For all the deeds that have been destroyed in the past few years, 90% of them are inseparable from the blood cloud sect.
The black-clothed youth in front of him is a disciple of the Blood Cloud Sect, and he must be an elite disciple.
The half mask on his face was only qualified to wear by the hundred disciples in front of the inner door.
The mask itself is a mid-grade mysterious weapon that can be used to defend against head attacks.
In addition to the accident in the heart of a martial artist, the most easily fatal key is the head.
It can protect the vital points of the head well without affecting the vision and flexibility of the martial artist. This blood cloud mask is only available in Qingyang County, and it cannot be disguised.
The boy in black looked at Wan Feng and said with a grin, "Isn't it arrogant just now, why is it dumb now?"
Wan Feng swallowed and said in a deep voice, "I didn't know about your disciples of the Blood Cloud Sect just now, so I have offended you."
"It's easy to say, easy to say, hahaha!" Yan Tianrui laughed when he heard the words, but he laughed so much that it made people shudder.
It turned out that this is his confidence!
Wan Qiuye looked at Kong Yuan, only to see a smile on the other side, and the old god said: "Why is there something wrong with Wanxiong's face?"
"You are playing with fire!"
Wan Qiuye said with an indifferent expression, gritted his teeth.
For the sake of an eighth-grade spirit lake, he actually provokes the three major overlord-level sects, and it is the most difficult blood cloud sect among the three major sects.
Kong Yuan's group is simply crazy.
For the Wan family, they never thought about finding the disciples of the three major sects.
Although the three overlords don't care too much about an eighth-rank Linghu, if they participate in this matter, they will definitely take at least 70% of the quota, and there is no negotiation.
But I never thought that the other party would actually find the Blood Cloud Sect.
Kong Yuan grinned and said: "Don't worry, I have my own measure. Yan Gongzi's father owed me a favor when he was young, and this time he participated in a private capacity. You should worry more about your son Wan Feng, Yan Tianrui just half a month ago Open the three orifices!"
"what?"
Innate three tricks!
Everyone in the Wan family looked at the black-clothed boy, their expressions changed greatly, and their eyes were full of terrifying expressions.
At the age of eighteen, he opened the three innate orifices, and this talent is so enchanting.
Wan Qiuye's face was a little ugly, and the thing he was most afraid of finally happened.
How strong is Lin Yunzai, and he has only one innate knowledge, how can he block the opponent
"Young Master Yan, you don't need to chat with this junior, let's do it, there's no need to linger." Kong Yuan grinned and said coldly.
The black-clothed boy nodded slightly, looked at Wan Feng and said with a smile: "My uncle, I can't wait, why don't you just admit defeat?"
"dream!"
The attitude of the other party's contempt made Wan Feng feel extremely aggrieved, gritted his teeth, flicked his wrist, and the cold cloud gun blazed away.
With a little cold light, it bloomed at the tip of the spear, and Wan Feng made the cold cloud spear dance in his hand whirring, airtight, and mad attack.
For a time, the cold wind whistled, and the dust condensed into sharp icicles, whistling and roaring in the field.
The characteristics of the Cold Cloud Spear exerted about 70% of its power in his hands, and the spear was extremely terrifying.
but useless...
Just as he moved his wrist, Yan Tianrui smiled lightly, and avoided it in advance, unable to hurt him at all.
Lin Yun frowned slightly, his ears!
Yan Tianrui's third orifice should be the ear orifice. With the sound of the wind, he could judge the opponent's attack, dodge in advance, and remain invincible.
There are seven innate orifices, each opening one can strengthen one ability.
Lin Yun, who had opened his eyes, knew very well that his eyesight was much stronger than before.
As more and more orifice points are opened, the advantage brought by this strengthening will skyrocket several times.
Innate one orifice and two orifices, the difference is not too big, but compared with the three orifices, it is almost separated by a layer of heaven.
Yan Tianrui, who is one bit more advanced than Wan Feng, has a huge advantage in the battle.
Lin Yun was secretly frightened when he saw it, the advantage in realm was too obvious.
"You haven't sacrificed your martial soul yet? Then don't sacrifice it!"
boom!
The momentum on Yan Tianrui's body suddenly soared, and he shot out with a palm, and the whole palm burst into a bloody red light, which resisted the tip of the gun.
Wan Feng's complexion changed slightly, he grabbed the handle of the gun with both hands, and pulled back hard.
But he was horrified to find that no matter how hard he tried, the Cold Cloud Spear couldn't move at all, as if being sucked by the opponent's palm.
Whoosh!
Between the electric light and flint, Yan Tianrui held the gun head with his backhand, the blood red glow wrapped around the entire gun body, and turned around to take a puff.
rub rub!
Wan Feng was pulled and staggered, his palms ached, and the cold cloud spear let go.
"mine… "
Wan Feng was taken aback, just looking up, the other party swept out with the Cold Cloud Spear.
Bang!
The huge force exploded, causing Wan Feng to vomit blood, and his entire body was shaken into the air.
call out!
The Hanyun gun turned around, Yan Tianrui pulled out a grin at the corner of his mouth, holding the handle of the gun with one hand and stabbed the sky like this.
Pfft!
Wan Feng, who was in midair, was stabbed in an instant, and the black armor on his chest was forcibly pierced with a single shot.
The wound on the chest, the blood gushing out like a spring, and the people who see it are terrified.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After Wanfeng landed, there was a loud noise, and his body bounced several times.
"Enough, we admit defeat this time."
Seeing that Yan Tianrui was so fierce, Wan Qiuye hurriedly opened his mouth and asked Wan's elders to quickly carry away the severely injured Wan Feng.
Turning his eyes, Wan Qiuye's vision fell on Lin Yun.
At the same time, many people from the Wan family looked at him.
No one could have imagined that the great situation would be reversed so quickly.
The Kong family actually invited the elite disciples of the Blood Cloud Sect, and Wan Feng fought against each other in a one-sided brutal battle.
It's unbearable to watch, it's so sad...
The mood seems to be a little heavy, and it seems that the eighth-grade Linghu is destined to share half of the benefits.
Lin Yun was under a lot of pressure, and walked up with a slightly solemn expression.
"How much chance do you have?"
When passing by Wan Qiuye, the other party suddenly opened his mouth and asked softly.
"have no idea."
have no idea? It's like giving up on yourself...
Wan Qiuye suddenly seemed a little disappointed, but thinking about it, he was an elite disciple of Blood Cloud Sect after all.
To be honest, Lin Yun really doesn't know how many chances he has to win against the opponent of the Innate Three Apertures.
Can you give up on yourself
That's not enough, innate three orifices, you have to try to know!
"You're the only one left in the family?"
Under the half mask, Yan Tianrui looked relaxed and said a little boringly: "I haven't warmed up yet... I wouldn't come if I knew it earlier."
"Give me back my Cold Cloud Gun first."
Lin Yun said lightly.
"Hey, easy to say, easy to say!"
call out!
Yan Tianrui sneered, and a blood-colored red glow rushed towards him wrapped in a cold cloud gun.
The ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air was like a sonic boom, the eardrums of the shocked person were slightly painful, and the cold cloud gun flew like a blood-colored lightning.
"So fast!"
Everyone in the Wan family sucked in a breath of cold air, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Fear that Lin Yun couldn't catch it and spread to them.
But no one thought of a scene that happened suddenly.
Seeing Lin Yun, without retreating or dodging, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the gun directly.
Whoosh!
The Cold Cloud Spear spun non-stop in his hand, rolling up the boundless gust of wind.
The terrifying shot was so easily caught by Lin Yun.
Whoosh!
The cold cloud spear danced in a circle, and Lin Yun suddenly flew into the air, holding the tail of the spear with one hand, as if he was holding an evil dragon and chopped it down.
Such a sudden scene caught Yan Tianrui a little by surprise, his face changed slightly, and he quickly avoided it.
rub rub!
But as soon as he retreated, the gun in Lin Yun's hand followed. Like a snake waving its tail, one shot after another, biting hard.
Yan Tianrui's face suddenly looked a little ugly, even if he could hear the direction where the spear was coming, he couldn't avoid it.
too fast!
One step into passive, his whole person fell into passive, completely unable to counterattack.
After ten moves, he was forced to retreat, so he had to take the next shot with staggered hands.
On the spot, he was knocked back ten steps.
His hands were sore, and he was secretly surprised, so strong.
"Enough to warm up?"
Looking up, it was Lin Yun's beautiful face, showing a bright smile, reluctantly, and slaughtered again.
"Blood Cloud Hand!"
Yan Tianrui cursed in his heart, blood surged when he raised his hand, he repeated the trick, and put his palm on the tip of the spear.
rub!
When the palm of his hand touched the tip of the gun, a smile appeared on the corner of Yan Tianrui's mouth, and he grabbed the gun with his backhand.
"Get up!"
But after this draw, Yan Tianrui's face changed greatly, and the other party didn't move at all, like a majestic mountain.
"Take some real skills, I haven't warmed up yet!"
Lin Yun's wrist flicked, and Yan Tianrui only felt the qi and blood in his body tossing under the shock of the giant force, so he let go of his hand quickly, and stepped back several steps.