Chapter 312

When a lifeless figure flew out of the firelight, the Quartet was terrified, and the audience was shocked.

No matter who this person is, it is certain that this figure did die without any suspense.

Thinking of the scene where the four of them surrounded Lin Yun before the fire was raised, for a while, almost everyone subconsciously thought that the deceased was Lin Yun.

Even under the thunderclouds, Luo Feng, who supervised the alliance battle, was no exception.

On the distant cloud viewing platform, after the silence, I don't know who said that Lin Yun was dead, and suddenly exclaimed.

If it is an ordinary person, if it dies, it will die, and in this century-old alliance, too many people have already died in it.

But Lin Yun is different, before the alliance battle, he had already made the thousand-year-old bell, the phoenix ringing in the sky, and he would become a demon in the future!

After the allied battle, he fought all the way and showed amazing potential.

In the final battle, among the five, he was the youngest, only seventeen years old, and his future was very good.

At such an age, in the prime of life, it is a pity to fall.

Many people thought that he would lose, but they really didn't expect that he would die in the alliance battle.

"Hahaha, this dog thing is finally dead!"

Wang Yan of the Gentleman's League, a flash of happiness flashed in his eyes, and his expression was a little crazy. Lin Yun was a thorn in his heart, and since he suffered three stabs and six holes because of him, his hatred for Lin Yun had reached an unprecedented level.

He was bent on wanting Lin Yun to die, and he would do whatever it takes, as can be seen from the wanted warrant promised with a lot of money before.

Now, Lin Yun is finally dead, how can he not like it.

"No!"

Where everyone gathered in Luojia Mountain, Xinyan exclaimed in shock, in the stunned eyes of everyone. Directly from the high platform, he jumped down, startling everyone.

"Senior Sister Xinyan!"

Mo Cheng and the others were shocked, this is a high cliff, even if the Xuanwu Realm cultivation falls, it will not be comfortable.

Such a scene surprised everyone, and even the Mei Protector who was sitting on the high platform changed his face slightly and shook his head.

Only after Wang Yan was stunned, he was even happier in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "I said that I will make you regret it!"

"Senior Brother Wang, something seems to be wrong. I remember Lin Yun, who had a ...... carrying a sword box on his back."

Thinking of something indifferently on the side, he whispered.

"Not Lin Yun?"

Wang Yan's face changed greatly, but then he sneered and said: "The four of them joined forces to surround and kill, and it was not him who died, who else could there be?" Do you think that under the joint efforts of the four of them, he can still kill one person?"

On the gimbal, many elders began to whisper.

"It doesn't seem to be Lin Yun'......"

"Elder Hong, have you seen it clearly?"

"It's too fast, I didn't have time to see it clearly, I just glanced at it, but it really didn't look like Lin Yun. ”

"I look a bit like Jiang Feng......"

The speed is too fast, and the disciples can't see it clearly, but most of the elders have the strength of the Purple Mansion Realm. As far as the eye can see, even if you just look at it, you can get a rough idea.

It's just that when I thought of the four people besieging Lin Yun before, I subconsciously thought that the person who died was Lin Yun.

After calming down a little, I felt that something was wrong, and the discussion on the viewing platform suddenly increased. After a while, up and down, everyone began to discuss whether the deceased was Lin Yun or not.

Even Wang Yan, who was sure that he must be Lin Yun, his face changed slightly, and the disciples of the Junzi League all felt a strange atmosphere and didn't dare to speak more.

It's just that his eyes swept on Wang Yan's face from time to time, and he was a little frightened in his heart.

If it wasn't Lin Yun, then Senior Brother Wang's expression just now would be a pure waste, and in contrast, I don't know what kind of mood it would be.

Boom!

Xinyan, who jumped off the cloud viewing platform, wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, and swept her eyes to find the direction of the sword mound.

"Xinyan Xiaoyou, it's okay. ”

A sword carving fell in the forest, and the elders on the sword carving breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Xinyan.

Xinyan said anxiously: "Please also ask the elder to lend me a sword carving." ”

"Here you go. ”

The elder didn't say much, shook his head and sighed, and lent her the sword carving.

"Thank you!"

After jumping up, Xin Yan controlled the sword eagle to fly wildly, muttering to herself, "I shouldn't have let you come to participate in the alliance battle...... Damn, you promised me that you won't die!"

She was in a trance, her eyes were moist, and tears fell unconsciously.

Under the thunderclouds, Luo Feng on the sword carving had already retracted his gaze. Relieved, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Old white ghost, next time you want to ridicule me, you have to see what you are talking about." ”

"What did you say?"

"I said you're blind!"

"Fart, it's obviously Lin Yun who died, could it be that four people surrounded and suppressed, could he still kill one person?

Bai Ting scolded, but as he spoke, Zhenyuan was still in his eyes, and he looked down desperately.

But Jiang Feng had already fallen into the fire, and the corpse was only afraid of being burned beyond recognition, where could he still see it clearly?

Retracting his gaze unwillingly, Bai Ting looked at Luo Feng, who was there with the old god, and said coldly: "It must be Lin Yun who died, the fight in the sea of fire has stopped, or it won't be long before this rising flame will fall, and you will know when the time comes." ”

Luo Feng didn't fight with him, and laughed softly: "Yes! You can see it at a glance, but I'm afraid it won't be the result you want." Hey...... This girl, why is it here? ”

Whew!

At the edge of the sword mound, a graceful figure hurriedly fell from the sword carving, and rushed towards the sword mound in the vast sea of fire without looking.

The sudden scene made the inner and outer disciples gathered at the edge of the sword mound a little surprised. Li Wuwu exclaimed, flew forward, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Sister Xinyan, what are you doing?"

Seeing that there was no worries, Xin Yan choked up and said, "Even if the little junior brother leaves, I have to pick up his corpse back, I can't die without a whole corpse." ”

When Li Wuwu heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "Senior sister, Brother Lin Yun is fine, it is Jiang Feng who died, and Jiang Feng is the third on the list." ”

"Senior Sister Xinyan, the person who died is indeed Jiang Feng. ”

Lin Qiushan and Lin Yan walked over, and their eyes flashed with surprise. It's hard to imagine that everyone is in awe on weekdays, Senior Sister Xinyan, the iron-blooded rose, will also have such a vulnerable side.

"The blood spirit ghost fire seems to have come down, Senior Sister Xinyan, take a look for yourself. ”

Several people looked at it, and the blood spirit ghost fire on the sword mound that roared like a storm gradually fell as the fight subsided.

After a while, on the empty sword mound, four figures appeared in everyone's field of vision.

With a pale face, a delicate face, resolute eyes, a sword box on his back, and a green shirt, Luojia Mountain and Lin Yun are impressively listed.

"It's him ......"

Xinyan put a pair of jade hands on her proud chest, and cried with joy.

"How is this possible!"

Under the thunderclouds, Bai Ting saw Lin Yun's figure, and under the excitement, he stumbled and almost fell.

Lin Yun didn't die, it was Jiang Feng who died, this despicable person who exposed his true nature before and liked to make sneak attacks.

"It's really Lin Yun!"

"The four of them joined forces to besiege and kill, not only did they not die, but they also killed one person, this ...... This is really a demonic existence!"

"For a hundred years in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, Bai Lixuan can be compared to him. ”

"This boy is really not simple, it's hard to imagine that he is really only seventeen years old. ”

The crowd on the cloud viewing platform exclaimed, and the whispered discussion before was completely boiling.

Wang Yan's face was like ashes, there was no trace of anger on his face, and the previous pleasure was gone, replaced by endless bitterness.

Damn, how can this be!

After half a ring, a touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes, a little crazy, as if he had made up some kind of determination.

Mei Protector smiled slightly, and a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, although he had long seen that the dead person was Jiang Feng. But I could see with my own eyes that Lin Yun was arrogant, standing on top of this sword mound, juxtaposed with the other three, still a little excited.

"That's good. ”

"It's a young age. ”

The sword-wielding elders on the left and right, as well as the hall masters, also nodded frequently, and it was difficult to hide their appreciation. A recognized soft persimmon, who knew that it turned the tables against the trend, not only withstood the encirclement and suppression of four people, but even killed one person.

Although there is a fire, these sect bosses can imagine it. The previous confrontation was so thrilling!

On the sword mound, there were some lonely four people, all with injuries on their bodies, and their faces were also not very good-looking.

Looking closely, the injuries on Lin Yun's body were more serious than those of the others. But Chang Hao and the three of them looked at Lin Yun with eyes full of fear. Chu Haoyu, who didn't know when to put away his sword and return it to the sheath, had a rare flash of solemnity in his eyes.

There was a somewhat calm atmosphere permeating this sword mound, and the four of them each stepped on the hilt of the sword, and their eyes were blazing with battle intent.

The true yuan in the body operated quietly, slowly gathering their respective momentum, and the momentum of several people secretly climbing. The air on the sword mound has become a little viscous, making people feel short of breath.

After this battle, Jiang Feng died, and no one dared to be careless.

The tranquility of the moment, which everyone could see, was brewing a bigger storm, and the atmosphere was quietly solidified.

Whew!

Suddenly, a shocking wave roared from the cloud viewing platform with a piercing sound of breaking the air.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, it landed in the center of the four people, shaking the storm and causing the entire sword shrine to tremble.

It was an ancient battle flag, rusty, imprinted with mysterious spirit patterns, filled with the coldness of the forest, and the broken banner was embroidered with blood flame cloud patterns.

"What is this?"

When a few people were in shock, the voice of Mei Protector on the Guanyun Platform came slowly.

"This is the high-grade treasure Red Flame Battle Flag, the first in the alliance battle, and the one who captures the flag wins!"

Wow!

The words fell, and the blood flame ghost fire that climbed the flagpole ignited the battle flag violently. The spirit pattern of the brand on the flagpole suddenly shone brightly, and the burning flag swayed like a vermilion bird, and a mighty coercion scattered out.

The four people of the sword mound were all stunned.

"Treasure!"

The alliance battle is first, and the one who captures the flag wins, does this mean that whoever wins the battle flag is the first in the alliance?

The eyes of several people fell directly on the battle flag, and the expressions in their eyes suddenly became hot.

The suppressed fighting spirit in my heart can no longer be suppressed.

Boom!

Four sword groans sounded from several people's bodies almost at the same time, and the violent sword intent swept in all directions, blowing away the somewhat viscous air, triggering the sound of ten thousand swords.