Little brother, three moves have passed!

The cold killing intent in Zao Wouji's eyes, combined with Sen Han, made everyone feel a terrible pressure on him.

Three swords!

The three swords that Bai Lixuan stabbed out, it can be said that one sword is more ruthless than the other, and it is so powerful that it is impressive. Even in the case where the will of thunder was crushed by the other party, with the Canglong sword technique and advanced kendo attainments, he still injured the opponent in the second sword.

If it weren't for the fact that the opponent still held the will of the clouds, then the third sword would most likely really hit Zao Wou-Ki hard.

For example, Lin Yun and others can bridge the bridge, Zhao Wouji has made the second move is already the limit, and by the third move, he has not carried it head-on.

Right now, as Zao Wou-ki's words fell, everyone could sense that he was about to sacrifice his true strength.

Three tricks have passed......

A look of surprise flashed in Bai Lixuan's eyes, and then his face was quite ugly, this guy actually let me make three moves.

It is difficult for a person with a little arrogance to accept being conceded by his opponent in a fair duel, which is a provocation and a humiliation.

was forcibly given three moves, which is equivalent to a slap in the face.

Worst!

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, Bai Lixuan still fell into the trap, and Zhao Wuji left the words in his heart before he started. became a seed, and so on was this moment, the moment when his mind was lost.

The momentum is already a lot weaker, and under the disordered mind, I am afraid that I will be heavy.

"Thunderclouds are one!"

When Lin Yun's thoughts were like electricity, Zao Wou-Ki on the Shenglong platform suddenly burst into tears.

Rumble!

The almost peak of the Thunder Will and the Will of the Clouds in the Heavenly Dome instantly merged, and in the blink of an eye, a majestic black cloud vortex appeared, and in that vortex, the Thunder Will fused with the clouds like magma.

Thundered!

In the middle of the rotation, this terrifying thundercloud vortex erupted with an astonishing and incomparably powerful force, far more powerful than Bai Lixuan's thunder sword power.

An even more terrifying scene appeared, Bai Lixuan was a little horrified to find that most of his vision of thunder will condensation was actually swallowed up by the other party's thundercloud vortex between breaths.

Under the advantages of one and the other, Bai Lixuan's thunder sword intent collapsed little by little, and the sword power alone was completely vulnerable in front of the other party.

"No ......"

Bai Lixuan was shocked, and the true yuan was agitated, wanting to regather the thunder sword intent.

"It's over. ”

Zao Wou-Ki raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the perfectly fused Thundercloud Will exploded after devouring the opponent's Thunder Will.

The terrifying thundercloud vortex exploded in the sky like a black hole, and the endless thunderclouds spread tens of thousands of meters in an instant.

Poof!

Bai Lixuan spat out blood and was directly shocked and flew out, but no one expected such a situation. At the moment when he was shocked, the sword in his hand was only blessed with pure sword intent, and it turned into a streamer and flew away.

The light of the Holy Communion poured into the sword at this last moment.

Zhao Wuji was a little unexpected, his head was slightly tilted, and the sword body cut off a strand of green silk in front of his forehead, leaving a faint blood mark on his cheek.

It was conceivable how fast this sword flew, but the next moment Zao Wou-Ki's speed was even faster. He struck out like lightning, grabbed the sword light that was about to fly away like a streamer, and his backhand surged out at a faster speed.

Clang!

The sound of the golden stone shattering sounded, and the sword landed at the same time as Bai Lixuan, and the distance between his cheeks and the ground was an inch away.

Airplanes!

The sword body buzzed in Bai Lixuan's ears, and it was only an inch away, and he could die without a place to be buried.

Bai Lixuan's face turned pale, knowing that the other party's subordinates were merciful, otherwise he would already be a dead man.

Zao Wou-Ki won. ”

didn't give Bai Lixuan much time to sigh, several referees looked at each other and announced the result a little cruelly.

The victory and defeat have been decided, and Zhao Wouji devoured the Xuanhuang Qi on Bai Lixuan's body, and the dragon shadow belonging to him was also draped in golden light, giving birth to four claws.

"It's so exciting! In the end, it is the three little kings, and Zao Wouji's strength is indeed amazing. ”

"I feel that his Thunder Will and Cloud Will have almost reached the peak of Innate Perfection, and he is one step away from reaching the Psychic Realm. ”

"Psychic, far away, the difficulty of other martial arts wills to promote psychics, although it is not as anti-heaven as the sword intent, but it is also as difficult as ascending to heaven if they want to be promoted to psychic before the heavenly spirit. Otherwise, Zao Wou-Ki would not have to be distracted to comprehend the will of the clouds, not to mention that he was only one step away, and it would still be difficult to reach the sky half a step. ”

"Zao Wou-Ki is indeed very strong, but Bai Lixuan is not weak either, I almost thought that the third sword was really won by him. ”

"Bai Lixuan is indeed not weak, especially the second sword that injured Zhao Wouji, it can be called amazing, but unfortunately he was defeated. ”

"The status of the three little kings, I'm afraid no one can shake it. ”

After the two of them left the game, it took a moment for the spectator seat to sound a shocking cry, it was really too thrilling in the battle just now, and the people watching were scared.

This confrontation between the old and the new Bai Lixuan was defeated after all, and even the most low-key Zhao Wou-Ki among the three little kings gave people the feeling that they were invincible.

The gap between the rookie and the three little kings is still too obvious, and some people are thinking that maybe only Jiang Ziye, who is also a veteran master, has the qualifications to challenge the three little kings.

After the scene calmed down a little, the referee's voice sounded again.

"In the next battle, Lin Yun will fight against Wu Xiaotian!"

The scene that had just fallen silent sounded cheers again, just because the funeral playboy Lin Yun appeared on the stage.

Wu Xiaotian's popularity dropped a lot after losing to Fang Hanluo, but no one thought that he was weak, after all, he couldn't make ten moves to Fang Hanluo.

Anyone who doesn't win within ten moves against Han Luo above will have a little suspense in the results.

Moreover, his killing move, Jiulong Zhantian, was equally impressive, no weaker than Bai Lixuan's move Canglong's Fury, and even more so with his prestige.

Jiang Ziye forcibly shattered the Nine Blood Pythons with the Heavenly Desolation Cloud Breaking Finger, and Fang Hanluo found the flaw and defeated the Nine Dragons Battle Heaven that faintly had the rudiments of the Blood Jiao.

Many people were curious about how Lin Yun would face this terrifying killing move.

In addition, Wu Xiaotian's blood was also extremely difficult, and he almost relied on this to turn the tables when he fought with Fang Hanluo.

Wu Xiaotian looked at Lin Yun who came to the stage, sighed with emotion, and laughed at himself: "In the beast tide a few months ago, I also concluded that if you insisted on going your own way, you would definitely not be able to go far in this group of dragon feasts. The reality is really a slap in the face, but in the battle just now, although I was defeated, Fang Hanluo also helped me find out the flaws of the Red Blood Demon Dragon Fist, it won't be easy for you to win!"

Wu Xiaotian knew that this victory was not a big deal, but it was not his nature to admit defeat.

Besides, it is not easy for the other party to win against him, and it is difficult to guarantee that there is no chance.

"It's not going to be hard. ”

Lin Yun responded truthfully.

The relationship between the two is not shallow, but the relationship is a relationship, and Lin Yun does not like to lie.

No matter how advanced the opponent's Blood Electric Dragon Fist is, it is difficult to pose a threat to himself, and it is easy to win against the opponent.

Wu Xiaotian's smile froze, slightly embarrassed, and then a cold edge burst out of his eyes, and he said with a cruel smile: "The master has made a move, the most taboo careless, if you are like this, you will really give me a chance." ”

You...... Think too much.

Lin Yun said something in his heart, but after all, he didn't speak, and muttered, "Let's make a move." ”

"Blood destroys mountains and rivers!"

The blood light on Wu Xiaotian's body exploded, and in the blink of an eye, a blood-shattering condensed Jiaolong was derived, and it could be clearly seen that it was indeed much stronger than the original Jiaolong prototype.

His figure flickered, and the condensed fist between his five fingers burst out with dazzling blood light, and the blood light was almost like a scorching sun, and the fist was poured into it and surging towards Lin Yun.

At the same time, the bloody dragon around him swam around, and the phantom of the dragon head merged with Wu Xiaotian's face, making his originally handsome face become hideous.

But as soon as Wu Xiaotian took a step, a majestic sword light suddenly fell, Lin Yun did not draw his sword, he just stretched out his right hand and pushed it forward.

When the sword light fell, Wu Xiaotian's eyes flashed with extreme surprise, what fell was obviously a majestic sword light, but what was reflected in his pupils was a dragon claw.

The dragon's claws lingered with an astonishing power of wind and thunder, but when you look closely, it turns into sword light again.

Boom!

Wu Xiaotian, who hadn't taken a single step, was directly blasted out, and the blood on his body faintly collapsed.

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with a different color, it seemed that Canglong's sword power was stronger than he imagined, and it was quite extraordinary as soon as he made a move.

"What's going on?"

Wu Xiaotian's eyes flickered, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and deceived him again.

Bang!

The two of them fought close to each other on the Shenglong platform, and they exchanged more than ten moves in the blink of an eye, but Lin Yun did not draw his sword. But between the steps, the terrifying sword power is everywhere, and every time it strikes, it can make people feel like extremely domineering and sharp claws, tearing the void apart.

After ten more moves, Lin Yun's body burst out with crackling lightning, and pointed to it as a sword, and there was a faint dragon roaring.

Rumble!

In the earth-shattering loud noise, Wu Xiaotian spat out blood and was directly shocked out.

When everyone saw this scene, they were taken aback, and they didn't need to use their swords to force Wu Xiaotian so embarrassed. In just a few days, what Lin Yun has experienced, his strength is obviously much stronger than when he faced Nangong Wanyu.

"Nine Dragons Battle Heaven!"

After Wu Xiaotian landed, there was no other way, his palm slapped the ground, and the moment his body bounced up, the killing move of the Demon Dragon Fist continued again.

Roar!

Everyone in the spectator seat once again saw this rather magnificent terrifying vision, nine blood-colored dragons nearly ten zhang long, and were forcibly detained in the fist by Wu Xiaotian. The bloody dragon's swimming body struggled desperately, looking like nine stout color exercises, dancing wildly in mid-air.

Such fluctuations caused boundless blood light to envelop the battle platform, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the wind and clouds changed.

Lin Yun didn't move an inch, but when the other party approached him a hundred meters, his eyebrows raised slightly, and the essence in his eyes burst out.

Thundered!

The wind was roaring, the thunder was roaring, and the power of the wind and thunder of the ancient dragon filled every corner of the void at this moment. In the terrifying momentum of wind and thunder, the boundless sword intent behind Lin Yun evolved into a hundred zhang dragons entrenched, towering like a mountain, and a pair of dragons' eyes glowed with brilliant sword light.

Wu Xiaotian opened his mouth wide in shock, and he was still making a move, his brain was blank and completely stunned.

Compared to this majestic dragon, the bloody dragon he condensed was no different from the loaches on the ground.

Click, click, click!

Lin Yun just glanced at it, and the nine bloody dragons he grabbed in his fist screamed again and again, shattering and crumbling in an instant.

"Poof!"

Lin Yun obviously didn't move, but Wu Xiaotian, who was a hundred meters away, felt a heavy blow to his chest, and his face suddenly turned pale. A mouthful of blood spat out, and its entire body bent into a bow, flying upside down.

Thump!

When he was about to fly out of the ring, Wu Xiaotian knelt on one knee and coughed violently several times. He looked up a little unwillingly, and under the dragon, Lin Yun, who was wearing a green shirt and carrying a sword box, stood like a sword.

Let the wind pave the way, blowing his long hair, revealing Lin Yun's cold and arrogant handsome face.

He stood like a god at the top of the entire Thang Long Terrace, as if he had never moved.