Chapter 568

Lose your marbles!

When they made sure that they heard Lin Yun's words clearly, everyone felt that this young man in Tsing Yi was crazy.

Twenty years ago, Liu Yunyan's father was defeated because of this, and Tianfu Academy suffered great humiliation. As a result, now, they can't turn over.

Such humiliation, such a miserable, all the elders could not raise their heads.

Liu Yunyan, who grew up under such pressure, has endured great helplessness for a long time.

Today, at this moment, when Tianfu Academy was about to fall into defeat, someone else proposed this hell model.

Sou!

The old man in Mai, who was the referee outside the venue, came to Lin Yun in a flash. The old man was well-informed and calm, he looked at Lin Yun expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure you know the rules of Hell Mode?"

Lin Yun nodded, since he said it, he naturally knew.

This hell mode is slightly different from the battle of the Great Qin Empire. Once the Hell mode is decided, the three players from the White Jade Academy will face each other, not in a wheel battle, but together.

Not only that, Liuyun Academy and Qinglu Academy, which had already been defeated, could decide to send one person each.

That is to say, in the end, one against five, what is hell, this is the hell mode.

This risky move is much more brutal than the wheel battle of Longmen Dabi.

However, whether or not the hell mode can be decided in the end, in fact, the decision is not here with Lin Yun. In Tang Yu's predecessors, if they want to apply for the hell mode, the price is quite large.

Twenty years ago, Tianfu Academy paid the price of a small divine power, one hundred fourth-grade spirit pills, ten fifth-grade spirit pills, and heavenly spirit jade.

At such a high price, the rather slim hope of going to Beau is incomprehensible to anyone.

What's more, right now, even if Lin Yun wins, he still has to challenge Cao Zhen, who is famous and has unfathomable strength.

That Cao Zhen had the cultivation of the Yang Xuan Realm a year ago, and now his realm, it may not be impossible to reach the Yang Xuan Realm. That is the demon that Beixue Mountain Villa focuses on cultivating, so that he can shine in the dragon feast and win the seat on the dragon cloud list.

The so-called competition between the five academies, in the eyes of the predecessors of Beixue Mountain Villa, whether it is Lin Yun or Jiang Yi, they are just stepping stones for him.

There is no meaning at all, and it is extremely arrogant.

Zilu Academy invited him to be a foreign aid, in order to be foolproof, to fulfill the promise made twenty years ago, and take away the half of the divine pattern.

Such a demon, if you want to find someone who can surpass him before twenty, I am afraid that you will not be able to find it in Youzhou City.

All the elders of Tianfu Academy had slightly changed their faces and their eyes were hesitant. Not to mention Cao Zhen, but talking about this hell mode made them feel that Lin Yun might not be able to complete it.

And in Hell mode, it's very likely that you'll be killed without even having a chance to admit defeat.

Thinking about the murderous style of the White Jade Academy, I am afraid that it will really kill Lin Yun in hell mode.

Just when the group was hesitating, Lin Yun turned around abruptly, and the young man's cold face suddenly became sharp at this moment. The sight that burst out of his eyes was sharp, and he was like a peerless sword, holding it but not sending it, waiting for someone to pull it out of its scabbard.

But the sword is not out of the sheath, even if the edge is sharp, what is the use?

He didn't speak, but his eyes showed Tang Yu's determination and self-confidence to his seniors.

Such a sharp gaze not only made Tang Yu's seniors feel stunned, but the rest of the elders were also suffocated by their breathing.

Mo Ling's eyes flashed, and her slightly cold face showed an unprecedented expression, and she said softly: "Promise him, as the daughter of the Mo family, I ask Tang Yu's predecessor to promise him." If he loses, I'm willing to carry it with him. ”

When the other elders heard this, they all looked at Lin Yun in surprise, her words were equivalent to endorsing Lin Yun.

Senior Tang Yu glanced at her, his eyes fell on Lin Yun again, and he seemed to have made up his mind, and said in a deep voice: "Tianfu Academy, there is no objection." ”

Rumble!

Wave after wave of uproar gathered and spread wildly, and the spectator seats in the entire venue were completely boiling.

agreed, Tianfu Academy agreed to the hell model proposed by Lin Yun.

"It's terrible, I really agreed. ”

"Hell mode, this Lin Yunfeng is here, and Tianfu Academy is also crazy with him. ”

"Twenty years ago, wasn't it bad enough to lose?"

“......”

This decision made the other three academies seem quite shocked, and they didn't react for a while. Lin Yun's words, they didn't take it too seriously, Hell Mode is not something you can challenge when you say it's a challenge.

It takes a huge amount of resources, and if you lose, it will be taken by the winner.

Immediately, these people all sneered.

"Arrogance, since Tianfu Academy wants to wait for a generous gift for nothing, we will just accept it!"

In the White Jade Academy, Luo Shen, who was carrying a giant sword, and Cao Xiu, a foreign aid who had never been in the battle, rose into the air at the same time, and fell into the field with murderous intent.

The old man in Mai swept his gaze and landed on the seat of Liuyun Academy, and in a moment, a figure flew out at the same time.

It is Bai Yuchen, the foreign aid of Liuyun Academy.

As long as you participate, you can share the amount of resources that Tianfu Academy has paid for this hell model. Such a good thing, how can it be missed.

The old man in Mai turned his head and looked at the seat of Qinglu Academy, but Jiang Yi of your Qianyun Sect shook his head slightly, and there was no promise.

Qinglu Academy, under his persuasion, did not send anyone else.

Lin Yun looked up, Jiang Yi smiled at him, there was a lot of admiration in his eyes, but he sighed helplessly in his heart, I can only help you get here.

Although he admired Lin Yun's courage, even if he was one against four, he really couldn't be optimistic about Lin Yun.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yu, Luo Shen, Cao Xiu and Bai Yuchen had already stood still. The atmosphere at the scene was obviously tense, and after the noise, they were all holding their breath and not daring to speak.

"I announce, Hell Mode, officially begins. ”

After being confirmed, the old man in Mai reached out and grabbed Liu Yunyan, and left the venue with her.

Leaving this much-anticipated stage to the five people who appeared on the stage, there is no doubt that there will be a rather bloody battle that will begin.

Rumble!

Four quite strong momentum swept away like a storm in that scene, surging and mighty. There is an undercurrent of cold and killing intent converging, surging and agitating.

Lin Yun looked up, his gaze fell on Na Luo Shen and Chen Yu, and his calm eyes swelled with scorching battle intent.

Luo Shen, who was carrying a giant sword, smiled coldly and looked at Lin Yun and said, "The girl who was cut by me before, I'm afraid it's not very comfortable now." But don't worry, you will be cut in half by my sword later, and there will be no pain. Or, you can also die differently. ”

Chen Yu, who was holding a folding fan in his hand on the side, flashed with a cold smile in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Death? It's too cheap for him, so he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he dares to choose Hell Mode, he has to have fun." ”

"Wait...... It's better to worry about yourself a little more. ”

In the face of the ridicule of these two people, Lin Yun said quite seriously.

"Arrogance!"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Shen's faces changed slightly, and cold anger burst out from the depths of his eyes. They are the leaders in all aspects, and they have always been above the top, but they don't think Lin Yun can be much stronger than them.

"Funeral playboy Lin Yun, please give me advice!"

The look in Lin Yun's eyes suddenly became cold. The funeral sword in the sword box seemed to feel the killing intent in his heart, trembling and ready to go.

Don't wait for the four to make a move.

In the vast venue, the young man dressed in a green shirt and ran towards the four people first.

"Interesting. ”

"Do you want to die like that?"

Looking at Lin Yun running in the distance, and Cao Xiu and the four of them standing side by side, the corners of their mouths showed a faint mockery, and they sneered.

With one enemy and four, he dared to take the initiative, I really don't know how the word dead is written.

But in the blink of an eye, these people couldn't laugh anymore, and the ground was gray. The young man in green clothes was running, and he grabbed the funeral sword that bounced out of the box, and the sword was not unsheathed, but the sky above the young man's head was condensed into a majestic purple kite outline at some point.

In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom!

His sword is like a flower, in the vast sea of clouds, between heaven and earth, everywhere.

The young man's thin figure, under such a domineering sword momentum, suddenly became majestic in the eyes of everyone. In the howling wind, it kept approaching, like a glimmer of light constantly expanding, and in the end, its people, its sword, the light was like the sun.

Seven Xuanbu, the golden crow spreads its wings!

Suddenly, the young man who was running wildly suddenly disappeared in the eyes of the four people. The faces of several people suddenly changed greatly, and they suddenly became nervous.

Boom!

The sword groaned, and a silver sword light appeared out of thin air without warning, landing behind Bai Yuchen.

Bai Yuchen didn't think much about it, drew his sword out of its sheath, and struggled to meet it.

Thundered!

The moment the two swords collided, the true yuan was like a volcano, and Bai Yuchen was shocked by this sword when he couldn't reach it. The palm stinged, and there was faint blood oozing out.

"This ...... How is that possible!"

Bai Yuchen was shocked, the other party's Yin Xuan Realm was perfect, and Zhenyuan was even stronger than him. With the innate sword intent that is close to Dacheng, the two are superimposed, and they are also one sword, but this power is so different.

Shaking back this Bai Yuchen, Lin Yun's face was not shocked, and his backhand was stabbed out with a sword. The silver light of the sword tip was dazzling, like a cold star, and a sharp edge rushed out from the tip of his sword.

"Damn!"

Like a sword of an uncertain prophet, Cao Xiu suddenly scolded angrily and retreated.

Whew!

As soon as the wind started, Chen Yu's eyes flashed with coldness, and as soon as he stretched out his arms, he killed him from behind with a folding fan in his hand.

Lin Yun's body was like a butterfly, moving with the wind, just the right time to turn around. With a sharp flick of his wrist, the long sleeves of the green shirt were like clouds, and a silver sword in the cloud broke through the air and pressed down fiercely.

The person was in mid-air, and before he could make a move, Chen Yu was crushed by Lin Yun's sword.

Chen Yu's face was slightly gloomy, and with a twist of his fingers, he drew the purple folding fan of the spirit pattern. With a slight thunder light, it unfolded like a picture, trying to block the sword.

But apparently, he was thinking a little too much.

Lin Yun's expression was indifferent, his sword was like a cold wind in autumn, blowing yellow and falling leaves, blowing away the autumn colors in the sky, only the cold remained like boundless white snow.

Rub and go!

In the middle of breathing, the cold sword momentum fell towards Chen Yu continuously.

Chen Yu, who was full of white snow-like sword intent as far as he could see, gritted his teeth hard, waved the folding fan in his hand, and retreated wildly.

After he retreated to ten steps, the sword in Lin Yun's hand suddenly increased its force, and it directly exploded out.

Rumble!

But at this moment, the venue suddenly trembled violently, it was Luo Shen, the murderous swordsman with a giant sword on his back, he was about to make a move.

His sword, like a mountain, slammed into the ground.

Many people saw this scene, and their faces changed involuntarily, and this person's swordsmanship was quite weird. As long as he can't catch his first sword, he will definitely be defeated, and Mu Xue of the Sword Sect was so defeated that day.

Seeing that he was about to hold the exaggerated giant sword, he rose into the air, and Lin Yun, who was entangled, suddenly turned around.

Shout!

The person followed the sword, turned into a flash of silver light, and came to this Luo Shen in the blink of an eye.

"Good time!"

Luo Shen's eyes showed a strong killing intent, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

Click!

But before the smile could solidify, he saw blood splashing, and the burial sword was like a pool of autumn water, and his right arm was cut off.

No one could see how Lin Yun drew the sword, only that the moment Luo Shen's arm was about to hold the giant ship in front of him, it flew out with a flash of silver light.

In the midst of the severe pain, Luo Shen let out a heart-rending scream, but he was a ruthless person after all.

The fierce light in his eyes flashed, and the only remaining left hand stretched out like lightning towards the giant sword inserted in front of him.

Click!

But Lin Yun's sword didn't give him a chance to hold the hilt of the sword, and drew a ruthless sword light, slashing his left arm away.

Click!

Lin Yun turned around, and the moment he turned around, a silver sword light spun like a colorful practice, and then the sword height of Qiushui Yiren rose high. Behind him, an empty human head, glaring angrily, flew in the air.