Once in a hurry, he is likely to explode and die.

Have the patience to grind slowly, smooth out the irritable water chestnut of the power of this demon pill little by little, and then surrender it in one fell swoop.

It's like a tiger in your heart, but you smell a rose.

There is a great restlessness in the depths of my heart, no matter how great the energy, and there is also a quiet heart that smells the roses.

But this time seems to have passed a little long.

Before I knew it, two days had passed.

Qingyun Sect's annual event, the mid-year assessment has begun.

On the martial arts arena of the sect, there are three layers inside and three layers outside, all of which are people.

In the martial arts arena, many rings have begun to have foreign disciples fighting opponents according to the arrangement.

In the entire Qingyun Sect, there are two or three thousand outer disciples, and now they are all here, and the martial arts arena is unprecedentedly lively.

Everyone was in high spirits and did their best.

Whether you can become a higher ranking, whether you can become an inner disciple, are all in this grand event.

In a corner of the martial arts arena, around the inconspicuous ring, many people gathered.

Some of them are outer disciples who have already finished the battle, and some of them have not yet taken their turn to play, and at a glance, there are no less than hundreds.

In the ring, in addition to the referee, one person has already arrived.

It is Liang Wenbo, a senior disciple of the outer sect, who has already reached the sixth level of martial arts.

On weekdays, he is low-key and has good strength, and no one in the outer door dares to underestimate him.

But if it were just that, there wouldn't be so many people gathered here.

"I heard that Liang Wenbo's opponent is Lin Yun?"

"I also heard that Liang Wenbo drew Lin Yun to come over, but I haven't seen anyone yet. ”

"What the hell is this Lin Yun doing, such a big thing, he is still late, it has to be treated as a waiver. ”

Seeing that Lin Yun had not arrived for a long time, the disciples below were discussing.

Liang Wenbo on the stage looked displeased, looked at the referee and frowned, "How long do I have to wait?"

The referee muttered: "I'm waiting for half a pillar of incense, if Lin Yun hasn't arrived yet, it will be regarded as a waiver, and you will be directly promoted to the next round!"

"Sword slaves just can't change their nature!"

Liang Wenbo and the others were unhappy, and cursed coldly.

Everyone began to stare at the incense burning in the stove outside the venue, time passed quickly, and seeing that the cigarette was about to burn out, Lin Yun still did not appear.

"It seems that I will win this battle. ”

Liang Wenbo smiled faintly and said softly.

But at this moment, there was a commotion behind the crowd.

"It's coming!"

Everyone hurriedly looked back.

I saw a person wearing a blue and white robe, with delicate facial features and calm eyes. Parting the crowd, slowly walking towards this side.

It was Lin Yun, who was long overdue.

After approaching the ring, he jumped up and apologized to Liang Wenbo and the referee: "Sorry, I'm late." ”

Liang Wenbo's face was ugly, he didn't come early or late, this sword slave came when the time was almost up.

The referee said in a deep voice: "According to the rules, you can still play when you are late for half a pillar of incense, but you must let the opponent make three moves." ”

"Yes. ”

Lin Yun nodded in agreement, no objection.

A smile appeared on Liang Wenbo's face: "It turns out that there is still this rule, but it's not bad." Lin Yun, I've heard of you, even Chen Xiao, an idiot, was defeated in your hands. I'm not going to give you a chance like he did, and I'm going to beat you back to where you were today today!"

What an arrogant tone, as soon as this remark came out, it immediately filled the scene with ** flavor.

But Liang Wenbo is indeed qualified to say this.

He is a senior outer disciple, a cultivator who is close to the peak of the sixfold martial arts, and he has a flying flower and falling leaf sword in one hand, and he is superb.

"Strange, why didn't this Lin Yun bring a sword?"

"I heard that the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, which has not been practiced for a hundred years, has been practiced by him to a small level, is it that the rumors are false?"

"No, I'm here to see this Wind Sword Technique. ”

"It's not necessarily impossible, how could the Flowing Wind Sword Technique be practiced so easily, otherwise why didn't he bring a sword?"

The disciples in the audience were all surprised when they saw Lin Yunwei wearing a sword.

"Let's go!"

Boom!

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Liang Wenbo drew his sword out of its sheath, and the sword was like a rushing wind, blowing flowers and sweeping leaves.

So fast!

The disciples in the audience were all surprised by the speed of this sword, and their eyes couldn't turn a little.

Facing Lin Yun, Liang Wenbo was extremely surprised, and he chose to go all out.

Lin Yun, who couldn't backhand, took a step back, and this sword could be avoided.

The sword was less than an inch away from the tip of his nose, and it was extremely dangerous.

Rumble!

Liang Wenbo's martial arts sixfold momentum burst out, and this momentum was infinitely close to the sevenfold martial arts.

The sword momentum grows with momentum, and then climbs to the top.

The long sword in his hand was drawn from the bottom up at a tricky angle, like a violent wind.

Snort!

Lin Yun, who could only dodge, looked extremely passive, and a long hole was torn open in the clothes on his chest.

The situation is extremely dangerous.

"It's not good, this Liang Wenbo is really strong and terrifying, and he has the opportunity to take the lead in three moves, Lin Yun is hanging!"

"His cultivation is infinitely close to the Sevenfold Martial Dao, no wonder his tone was so crazy before. ”

"Feihua's swordsmanship is so fierce in his hands. ”

However, the situation between the two moves was extremely unfavorable to Lin Yun.

"Falling leaves and flying flowers, give me defeat!"

Liang Wenbo shouted, but he performed the third sword move.

A sword stabbed out, and the wind rose suddenly, and its clothes were hunting, and its long hair was facing the sun. The dust in the ring, under the wind blowing, all rose.

At first glance, there is really a bit of artistic conception of falling leaves and flying flowers in the ring.

"Good!"

This sword has caused a lot of applause, and I have to say that Liang Wenbo's sword is indeed a little amazing.

But just when everyone felt that Liang Wenbo's sword was bound to hit.

Lin Yun's body was like a wild goose, and he jumped backwards into the air, a full two feet high, and just stepped on the edge of the ring when he fell.

With the body of the wild goose, he consumed a lot of internal strength in one breath, and jumped out of the opponent's sword momentum.

"Damn!"

Liang Wenbo's killing move failed, he was furious, and the momentum on his body climbed to the peak. The internal energy was frantically consumed, and the sword light danced, deriving a violent and incomparable wind, wanting to force Lin Yun directly out of the ring.

"Three moves have passed. ”

Lin Yun said softly, looking at Liang Wenbo who was rushing towards him, as well as the even more violent sword momentum.

Without hesitation, he just punched out.

Bang!

With Lin Yun's punch, he burst his bones like thunder.

Every bone explosion makes people's eardrums tremble, and every bone explosion makes Liang Wenbo's momentum weaker.

What's even more terrifying is that Lin Yun's body also erupted with the momentum of the sixfold martial arts, and in this momentum, there is also an evil aura that a martial artist does not have.

Wow!

Liang Wenbo's furious sword momentum shattered in front of Lin Yun's more domineering punch.

There is no power to resist, and it is devastating!

Boom!

A punch shattered the sword momentum on the opposite side, Lin Yun didn't stop, and threw another punch.

Without giving Liang Wenbo time to react, he slammed into his chest, sending him ten meters away.

There was a crisp sound, the sound of a broken sternum.

Boom!

As soon as he landed, before he had time to put away his sword, Lin Yunbao blasted out with the third punch in front of him.

He seemed to be the king of beasts, returning as a tiger.

One punch out, a hundred beasts come to the court!

"No ......"

Liang Wenbo's eyes showed a look of horror, and before he could call, the whole person was miserably blasted out of the ring as if he were falling apart.

Looking at Liang Wenbo, who fell to the ground with a painful face, Lin Yun arched his hand and said, "Accept." ”

Three punches!

One punch shattered Liang Wenbo's sword momentum, one punch shattered his sternum, and the third punch swept him out of the ring.

Lin Yun used the momentum of thunder and neatness to make Liang Wenbo's wild words a joke.

[I accidentally sent a heavy chapter today.,It's been deleted by a book friend.,Say sorry.,I'll stay up late to make up one more chapter.] 】