Chapter 799

While everyone was secretly suspicious, the situation on the Shenglong platform was changing rapidly.

In the opinion of many people, Yang Teng's sword is not chaotic, and injuries are not critical. For a demon of Yang Teng's level, such an injury is harmless at all.

As long as he survives the two moves, the boundless momentum accumulated by the Great Yan Sword Technique will launch a thunderous counterattack.

As the saying goes, one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion.

It is impossible for Ye Qingfeng to maintain the current fierce momentum to the end, that would quickly exhaust the true yuan.

The situation was as everyone expected, and when Ye Qingfeng's killing move changed again, Yang Teng, who looked quite embarrassed. He was still retreating step by step, and he was almost forced out of the Shenglong platform, but the sword momentum on his body was still not chaotic.

The vast sword intent scattered out even became more and more vast, like water waves scattered on the vast Shenglong Platform.

As long as he waits for him to launch a counterattack, it will definitely be extremely powerful, and Ye Qingfeng, who has exhausted his momentum, will definitely be difficult to parry.

"There is only one move left, I want to see how this Ye Qingfeng defeats Yang Teng. ”

Bai Aya sneered, glanced at Lin Yun, and the corners of her mouth looked quite disdainful.

Boom!

But when his words fell, there was a sudden earth-shattering vibration on the stage, but it was Ye Qingfeng who looked hideous and slashed his foot in the ring.

Thundered!

The Shenglong Terrace in Jiulong Lake suddenly trembled violently, and the surrounding lake water kept stirring. Yang Teng's scattered Da Yan sword momentum was all shattered by this kick, as if the calm lake surface was shattered by one foot.

Yang Teng's face suddenly changed slightly, and this diffuse sword momentum was his hole card for counterattacking the opponent later.

If you are shattered, how can you win?

Hiss!

But just as he was about to make a move, the shattered sword momentum did not obey its call, and the purple moon shrouded in the ring was full of light, and it was frantically devoured and absorbed.

For a moment, the purple moon was like a bottomless pit, and the shattered sword momentum turned into a trace of smoke, which kept pouring into it.

Rumble!

The moonlight was dazzling and dazzling, and the sudden change made Yang Teng obviously taken aback.

"Defeat!"

Ye Qingfeng roared angrily and strode forward, bathed in the purple moonlight. Turning claws into fists, a blow like lightning blasted towards its heart.

Clang!

The fist landed on the sword, and with a tremble, it still blasted Yang Teng into vomiting blood and flying wildly. Obviously, Yang Teng's hasty defense couldn't block the terrifying blow at all.

His whole person was directly blasted out of the ring, and the Xuanhuang Qi in the jade pendant on his waist was continuously plundered out.

"Purple Moon Heart Sutra!"

Aoki Pavilion Bai Aya's face looked a little ugly, he obviously underestimated the power of this peerless skill, and he was able to devour those sword forces at a critical moment and turn them into his own use.

Senior Brother Bai Aya, the peerless dust of the Seven Heroes of Nanhua looked at Lin Yun, and his expression was quite calm.

It didn't seem to be surprised by this result, but he was a little curious about how Lin Yun saw it.

As for the others, their faces were a little complicated, and they were really the same as what Lin Yun said. Within two moves, Ye Qingfeng defeated Yang Teng and slapped Bai Aya's face hard.

The secret confrontation came to an end, and no one dared to underestimate Lin Yun anymore.

The melee between the seven groups and the four groups continued unhurriedly, and those who performed brilliantly in the points competition, Feng Wudao, Fang Hanluo, Juechen and others, successively won their respective victories.

Among them, Jiechen is the strongest, and his opponent did not admit defeat, as if he wanted to take a chance on it.

After all, the left and right are losing, it is better to fight, and the blood of many young leaders in the knockout round has been stimulated. In the face of these terrifying characters in the Seven British, it is not like the first round of the points competition, and everyone directly admits defeat before they show up.

It's a pity that this absolute dust is too strong.

Most people didn't even see how he made a move, and his opponent spat out blood and was directly shocked into the air.

Feng Wudao is a master of consecutive victories all the way in the seven groups, and he still continues the myth of his winning streak, winning cleanly and domineeringly.

It gives the impression that there are still many hidden means that have not been sacrificed.

It's Fang Hanluo, this strange thing that gets stronger and stronger the more he fights, and he is used to breaking through himself in the big war, and he is a bit lucky to win. His opponent was very strong, and the two finally exchanged more than 500 moves before he barely won and suffered a lot of injuries.

But looking at his indifferent face, it makes people feel very weird.

"Mixed group battle, Lin Yun vs. Bai Aya!"

The referee's voice sounded again, and among several dazzling figures, Lin Yun and Bai Aya, who had not yet appeared, were actually divided together.

"Ye Qingfeng, who do you think has a better chance of winning. ”

After the two of them came to the stage, someone asked Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng already knew that Lin Yun had previously asserted that the two moves would win. That person also wanted to test his eyesight and see how he defined Lin Yun in his eyes.

Ye Qingfeng smiled indifferently, glanced at Jue Chen, and muttered: "Although I don't like this kid very much, but Aoki Pavilion is ranked at the bottom of the nine overlords, and if Bai Aya wants to defeat Lin Yun, there is no chance of fifty percent." ”

In front of the dust, he said that the background of the Aoki Pavilion was not good, and Ye Qingfeng, who was born in the Purple Moon Cave Heaven, dared to be so arrogant.

"Maybe, but it's not so simple for Lin Yun to win against Bai Aya, it's hard to say whether he will win or lose. ”

Juechen smiled mysteriously, it seemed that Bai Aya still had a strong hole card in his hand.

On the Thang Long platform.

Bai Aya looked at Lin Yun coldly, and muttered: "Your eyesight is good, but the master's tricks don't just rely on eyesight, and it's not as simple as you think to win." ”

What he said didn't seem to say to Lin Yun, but more like it was for himself.

To a certain extent, eyesight is strength, and only by standing tall can you see far. In the first battle of the mixed group, he faced Lin Yun and Bai Aya, and the pressure was still quite large.

"Maybe it's simpler than I thought. ”

Lin Yun looked calm and said casually.

Bai Aya's brows furrowed, Lin Yun's calm attitude made him a little apprehensive and nervous. The light and breezy look didn't seem to take himself too seriously, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

What hole cards does this guy have?

Both men have won ten consecutive games in their respective groups, and this battle is destined to end someone's winning streak, which has attracted the attention of many spectators.

"I can feel the sword intent in your body, take out the sword, otherwise you may not even have a chance to draw the sword. ”

With the burial sword in hand, Lin Yun looked at the other party and said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, it immediately caused a lot of uproar, and this Bai Aya's previous ten consecutive victories actually didn't use a sword.

"Arrogant! Who wins and who loses, maybe?"

The anger in Bai Aya's eyes could no longer be suppressed, but he did as Lin Yun said, raising his hand and drawing his sword out of its sheath.

Boom!

The sound of the sword was loud, the sword light flickered, and the majestic sword momentum rose into the sky like a burst of water. In an instant, the sword momentum on Bai Aya's body reached an extremely strong level, which made many people's eyes shine.

"Wind!"

The moment the sword burst out, Bai Aya killed with a sword, the wind swirled, and the white-collar swords rushed over like a waterspout.

This move is somewhat similar to Lin Yun's Sky Shattered Clouds, but the artistic conception is completely different.

The wind is the mainstay, supplemented by water, and the man and the sword are one.

Click!

There was another sword sound, and the burial flower came out of its sheath an inch, and the waterspout that rushed over shattered. When all the funeral flowers were pulled out, the autumn water-like sword body rippled with dreamlike light, and Bai Aya's figure was directly forced out.

"It's so strong. ”

Bai Aya was secretly shocked in his heart, among his peers, he had never seen such a terrifying sword technique. Just the momentum of raising the sword out of the sheath broke his killing move.

With a slight movement in her heart, Bai Aya knew that she could no longer retain her strength, so she urged her sword intent to move.

With the blessing of the sword intent, Bai Aya's broken sword momentum regathered like dust, and it was more condensed and thick for you. From sand dunes to towering mountains, lone peaks rise and are unstoppable.

This is the power of sword intent!

Lin Yun's expression was calm, and he did not sacrifice his sword intent, but only used the purple kite sword technique to meet the enemy.

The next moment, the figures of the two kept flickering on the battle platform. In the changing figures, the blades collided, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Many people in the audience suddenly stared at the two people in the fight. This battle is indeed exciting enough, the swordsmanship of both of them is extremely sharp, and their cultivation is equally unfathomable.

The sword light that swept by from time to time was dazzling and amazing.

The vague figure, constantly shaking, every staggered is thrilling. All the leaders with some strength are shocked and addicted to it.

But gradually, some doubts rose in the hearts of these people, Lin Yun didn't use the sword intent?

It is rumored that Lin Yun's sword intent is unfathomable, and it is a rare existence in the entire Nanhua Ancient Domain.

But right now, the fight is so dangerous, Lin Yun can actually be inseparable from his opponent with only superb swordsmanship, and he is really a little puzzled.

Lin Yun didn't think too much about it, he had already thought about it, and if he could not expose his hole cards, he would not expose them.

Moreover, he didn't hold it up much, and the Purple Kite Sword Technique barely had much reservation. The ice-crystal-like purple kite flower in the Purple Mansion had already bloomed halfway, and the vast True Yuan filled the body, and the sword strength infused in the burial flower was not weak at all.

After being entangled for a long time, Bai Aya has never been able to take the slightest advantage, and deep down in her heart, the more she fights, the more frightened she becomes. Lin Yun is like a bottomless cold pool, the more you fight, the more you can feel the unfathomable depth of the other party.

I don't believe it, I can't force your true strength.

Bai Aya knew that she couldn't see through the depth of the other party, and she would never have a chance to win, so she roared angrily at the moment

"The autumn wind and falling leaves, sweeping the world!"

He pushed his Xiaocheng sword intent to the limit, and the autumn wind blew, and a sense of sadness permeated the Shenglong Terrace. The sound of whining, the chill that was heard in people's ears suddenly rose, and the body couldn't help but tremble.

The perfect fusion of sword intent and swordsmanship artistic conception, this Bai Aya does have some talent, and only a master can find out how powerful this killing move is.

Pity...... Ran into me.

Broken clouds!

Lin Yun's wrist shook violently, and ten waterspouts roared away, covering the sky and the sun, squeezing the entire Shenglong Platform without gaps.

Click!

Under the bombardment of the two killing moves, Bai Aya was instantly shocked away, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood. His pupils shrank suddenly, what kind of exercises did this guy cultivate, and he could burst out with such a powerful killing move in an instant, it was incredible.

You can't hide it.

"Commanding!"

Bai Aya's eyes flashed with a ruthless color, this move was extremely powerful, and it could even severely damage the demon of the half-step heavenly spirit. He hasn't fully mastered it yet, and once he sacrifices, he will be hurt a lot.

But at this point, there is nothing to be afraid of.

His hands gripped the hilt of his sword, his clothes stirred wildly, and lightning flashed above his head. The momentum was climbing wildly, and Bai Aya's expression was extremely hideous, and he felt as if he could even split the Shenglong Platform in half.

Lin Yun felt a moment in his heart, feeling the breath of danger, and it was the first time that the dragons had felt this way since the feast of the dragons.

But it was almost an instinctive reaction, and the moment the terrifying killing move was about to be sacrificed, Lin Yun sacrificed Dacheng's innate sword intent.

It is also an innate sword intent, but the difference between Xiaocheng and Dacheng is like the gap between heaven and earth.

In particular, the innate Dacheng sword intent that Lin Yun mastered was so fast that it surpassed the ability to think, including opponents, and even Lin Yun himself.

He just felt threatened, and his body reacted instinctively, with the least cost, and as quickly as possible.

Poof!

In an instant, Bai Aya, who was holding a sword in both hands, spat out blood, and the person was knocked out like a rainbow light and landed on the shore.

His sword remained in mid-air, but the man was dead on the shore, blood gushing from the wound on his chest.

Rock!

The long sword fell to the ground, swaying and making a crisp sound, which woke everyone up.

One by one, their eyes widened, staring at Lin Yun, their eyes were about to pop out, but their necks seemed to be choked, and they couldn't speak.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

The gods and ghosts are frightened, and they are scared to death.