"It's okay, I did it for a long time. ”

Seeing Lin Yun's hesitation, Mei Protector smiled calmly.

Oh?

Lin Yun thought of something, it could be that this sword could temporarily restrain his breath, so as not to let the power of Canglong's sword leak out.

Without hesitation, he reached out and took the sword out of the box, but when his right hand was about to ask for the hilt, his heart suddenly froze.

The Body of the Broken Sword!

It's been a long time since the sword has been broken, and Lin Yun almost forgot about his strange physique, which would be a big sin if he destroyed the light sword.

Mei Protector smiled: "You don't need to draw your sword, you can feel it." ”

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, held the scabbard with his right hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

Wow!

Suddenly, a cold aura passed through the scabbard into the palm of his hand, and immediately spread all over his body, Lin Yun felt that his body temperature and heat were swallowed by this sword.

It's cold.

When his whole body was cold, Lin Yun couldn't help but shudder, and when he opened his eyes. The eyes of Si Xueyi and the others looked at him and became quite strange, in their eyes, Lin Yun now looked quite ordinary.

The dragon loomed in the footsteps just now, and the terrifying vision of the dragon's eyes like a sharp sword plate disappeared. Not to mention such visions, except for the fact that his appearance has not changed, Lin Yun now makes people feel as if he has no cultivation and has become a mortal.

It was as if all the light had been absorbed, and it was amazing.

Lin Yun sensed the vision on his body, and hurriedly put down the light sword, and found that except for the slightly cold blood, his cultivation was still there, and there was nothing different.

"What's going on?" Lin Yun asked curiously.

Mei Protector put the sword away and explained: "The original name of this sword was changed to Cold Light, which is considered an ancient treasure, and the ancestor found many wonderful uses after getting it. One of them is the light that can devour the world, and when the sword is drawn, it will show its edge, so it will be renamed and replaced with Hanguang. You don't have the sword's acknowledgment, and you can't completely hide the aura on your body, but you should be free in a day. ”

The others listened to it secretly, obviously they were all aware of such secrets for the first time, and there were indeed a lot of secrets in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

As for the nameless sword of the ancestor master, it is a mythical figure, which makes people look up.

"Let's go. You don't need to play today, just rest and watch the collision of the best of these days. In the top ten battles, these demons will inevitably fight extremely fiercely, and the sparks that collide are precious inspirations for you, just perfect your ...... Arcantics. ”

Mei Protector didn't know what Lin Yun had comprehended, so he could only use secret techniques to temporarily replace him.

Lin Yun has this intention, the seed quota is in hand, and it would be too wasteful not to make good use of it.

"Hehe, the seed quota is cool, watch the fire from the other side, and watch them fight endlessly. Not only can I gain martial arts insights from it, but I can also find their flaws, this dragon feast is really interesting. ”

Feng Ye said with a smile, but what he said was the truth.

If the seed quota was not so tempting, the battle between the four groups before would not be so tragic, and then Lin Tao of Xuanyang Hall would not have humiliated Lin Yun in public.

There was no war today, and a few people looked relaxed, talking and laughing, and walked towards Jiulong Lake.

When everyone rushed to Jiulong Lake, the audience was already crowded with people, and the voices were full of people, and it was very lively.

When Lin Yun appeared, he inevitably cheered again, and countless eyes fell on this peerless dark horse. There was a fanatical look in his eyes, Lin Yun's current popularity was so high that he had completely overshadowed the three little kings, and many people were even crazy about him the moment he appeared.

With such terrifying popularity, it's not that everyone thinks that Lin Yun already has the strength comparable to the Three Little Kings.

It's just that Lin Yun is too legendary, he comes from a humble background, and his deeds about him have been fermenting during this time. His identity as a sword slave was dug up by people with good deeds, after all, this matter is not a secret in the Great Qin Empire in Leizhou.

Such a humble background, but he has won a series of victories in the dragon feast so far, and he has not been defeated once. In the four groups of battles, he defeated Nangong Wanyu and won the title of the strongest swordsman of the young generation in the Nanhua Ancient Domain, which can be called a legend.

In addition to the identity of the sword slave, many of his deeds in the ancient domain of Nanhua have also been excavated, and the five courtyards in Youzhou City are competing for each other, and the sky is hard in the dry sea.

But the most exciting thing is that one person and one sword in Leizhou slaughtered Tianling Qixiu.

Anyone who has been to the territory of Leizhou knows the virtues of those local leaders, and outsiders have been bullied.

The feat of being able to kill all the Seven Shows of the Heavenly Tomb like Lin Yun is something that no one can do.

Even though Lin Yun had already sat down, the voices on the scene were still one after another, and the discussion continued. Many people were envious of such popularity, and of course there were no shortage of jealous people, and Yan Longzi's face in the Heavenly Demon Pavilion was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

But in my heart, I couldn't stop sneering, and I would let you stumble for a few more days, and the higher you stood, the harder you fell.

He had already made up his mind that in the last round of the battle, he would never give him a way to live if he encountered Lin Yun. I want to ravage him in public, and I want to give this Lin Yun the greatest humiliation in front of Yue Weiwei.

The noisy atmosphere on the scene did not stop until the referee appeared and announced the start of the top ten battles.

Everyone's attention is focused on the ring, and although the four seeded players are exempt from this round, the top 10 fights are still quite interesting.

Let's talk about the competition system first, sixteen people compete for six top ten places, and more than half of them must be eliminated. And the person who can get to this point is either an extremely bright rookie dark horse, or Nanhua Qiying, or a veteran master like Wu Xiaotian.

In short, no one will be weak.

Among them, the biggest attraction is naturally the battle between the old and the new, the magic knife Zhu Qingshan, the immortal little strong Fang Hanluo, the fairy Yue Weiwei, and the thunder sword Bai Lixuan, whether these four people can go further as rookies, they have to face Li Mubai, Jiang Ziye, Jue Chen, Yang Lie, these Nanhua Qiying.

If it was before the dragon feast began, no one would have been optimistic about these people, but now it is not easy to say.

The top ten battles officially began, and the first round was very intense, and the Demon Sword Zhu Qingshan faced Li Mubai of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Li Mubai was humiliated by Lin Yun hanging on the statue of the dragon because of his previous defeat with a sword, and his popularity can be described as a big drop compared to Nangong Wanyu.

was also defeated in the hands of Lin Yun, Nangong Wanyu's popularity has not diminished much, after all, that battle is still quite thrilling, Lin Yun is very strong, but no one will think that Nangong Wanyu is weak.

As for Li Mubai, he has almost fallen to the level of Lonely Peak, which is at the bottom of the Seven Heroes, in everyone's hearts.

"Damn. ”

Li Mubai, who ascended the dragon platform, obviously felt that his voice was much weaker than before, almost nothing.

On the contrary, it was the magic knife Zhu Qingshan who appeared, causing bursts of exclamations, and now everyone knows this ruthless person. The souls who died under the knife, there were too many famous and surnamed demons, and those people looked down on him before they fought him, but they all died extremely miserably.

After a brief salute, the two began to fight.

Zhu Qingshan was a little unexpected, and the momentum shown in the top ten battles was actually weaker than the group, which seemed quite stable.

After a while, the two fought hundreds of moves.

The clash of swords and the agitation of the true yuan can be regarded as thrilling, but no one can help anyone.

But after another hundred moves, Zhu Qingshan became more and more ruthless the more he fought, and the black demonic aura shrouded his whole body like a streamer. His sword technique highlights the word "ghost", which has both the meaning of deceit and the meaning of evil ghosts, and the sword light remaining in mid-air is as terrifying as the tentacles of ghosts.

Li Mubai obviously felt a little struggling, and after ten moves, Zhu Qingshan slashed the sword in his hand, and his face immediately turned pale.

The knife in Zhu Qingshan's hand was very long and straight, looking like a long sword, but it only had a single edge. It looks a bit like a horizontal knife, with some improvements, and the knife body is imprinted with black spirit patterns, exuding a cold and cold black demonic aura.

Li Mubai, who lost his blade, was slashed three times by Zhu Qingshan in an instant, and people couldn't come down in mid-air.

After three stabs, the True Yuan of the Body Protector on his body was shattered, and an extremely hideous wound had been cut on his chest, and the bones were visible.

Seeing that the last knife was about to fall, Li Mubai's facial features were distorted, and he slapped his palm on the blade with all his strength. The man vomited blood in mid-air and was blown out again, but he finally got some respite.

"I throw in the towel. ”

Almost like a race against death, Li Mubai hurriedly spoke.

Under the hood, Zhu Qingshan's grimace mask covered half of his face, and there was a look of pity in his eyes.

After devouring the other party's Xuanhuang Qi, Zhu Qingshan's hoarse voice sneered: "Lin Yun is right, you are really a waste, if I didn't collect a little edge, I would have lost if I had done my best to make ten moves for you." ”

Li Mu spat out blood angrily, his face turned red and changed, but he was powerless to refute.

Winning or losing, losing is like that.

No matter how famous you were before, if you are trampled underfoot, you will only be humiliated.

Lin Yun, who was perfecting the sword power of Canglong in his heart on the viewing seat, naturally did not miss this battle, but it was a pity.

This Zhu Qingshan was obviously much more cautious in the top ten battles, and as he said, he reined in his edge a lot, and did not see too many clues.

However, this person's sword skills are indeed very strong, and his method of condensing evil qi is not the same as Ji Wuye and Wu Xiaotian of the Blood Death Pavilion, and his way of origin is quite strange.

Lin Yun was a little skeptical that this person was a martial artist in the Southern Regions.

At the end of this battle, everyone did not have time to reminisce, and the second battle began.

"Fang Hanluo against Absolute Dust!"

The referee's words fell, and the scene immediately burst into laughter, and this duel was interesting.

In the group battle, Fang Hanluo relied on the absolute dust to support and refused to admit defeat, and his cultivation skyrocketed in the desperate situation, breaking through to the realm of half-step heavenly spirit, and then he laughed and admitted defeat without waiting for the absolute dust to react.

Jiechen's face was directly infuriated, and many people were impressed, and when he reappeared, everyone laughed tacitly.

"Hehe, Brother Juechen, we meet again, you have to be careful in this battle. ”

Fang Hanluo grinned and said with a big grin.

Juechen looked at the other party's face and became angry, and after closing his eyes and calming down his emotions, he slowly opened his eyes and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, I won't give you any more chances in this battle." ”

Lin Yun's eyes in the audience were slightly condensed, and he didn't plan to miss any details in this battle.

Fang Hanluo was a very formidable and formidable enemy, he didn't believe in the theory of luck, no one could always make a breakthrough between life and death.

Lin Yun couldn't either, although he had many desperate experiences, but each time there was a long time apart.

Unlike this Fang Hanluo, it has only been a long time since the dragon feast, and this person has broken through no less than ten times in a row, and no matter how bad his luck is, he should have died a long time ago.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!