Seeing that everyone fell to Jun Yan one after another, making Ling Zhuo unable to get off the stage, Ling Jinyun felt guilty, anxious, and angry, but helpless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Jinyun couldn't understand why Meng Qingzhi was so lucky, he was really blessed with a great fate, he was clearly hit by a poisonous needle, and he also fell into the icy Kabak Lake, and now not only returned safe and sound, but also seemed to be even stronger, as if he had suffered some adventure, his skills increased greatly, and the counterattack was successful in one fell swoop.

Ling Jinyun glanced in the direction of Qingsimen, and there were a few tears in the corners of Xin Yao's eyes, which was very moving.

No matter what Xin Yao and Meng Qingzhi experienced at the bottom of the lake, this life and death experience, for them, is a shared hardship and a shared life and death, which will only make their relationship more stable and indestructible.

Even, Ling Jinyun didn't dare to think that perhaps, the two of them had been entrusted for life.

Xin Yao was handsome and bright, with a smile and a smile, her big eyes were like morning stars, but in her eyes, there was only Meng Qingzhi, Ling Jinyun sighed helplessly, she lost the competition, and she also lost her heart.

"I'm sorry, Master, that I failed your expectations; Grandfather, I'm sorry, but all the efforts of more than a month have been in vain. Ling Jinyun was frustrated.

"Jin Yun, don't blame yourself, the second place is also very powerful, seventh brother, don't you say?" Ling Jue spoke out to comfort Ling Jinyun.

"You've done a good job, and I'm going to see who gets the last laugh." Ling Zhuo didn't blame Ling Jinyun either.

In the face of Jun Yan's strong words and reasoning, as well as everyone's fingers, Ling Zhuo ignored it, but smiled indifferently and slowly walked onto the competition platform.

At this time, Master Yang Lin also came to the center of the competition platform, and saw that Meng Qingzhi's strength had increased greatly, Master Yang Lin was overjoyed, and he grabbed Meng Qingzhi's hand and raised it high.

"The first person in the younger generations of the rivers and lakes, the Northern Sect of the Western Desert Sect, Meng! Green! It! ”

With Master Yang Lin's generous and majestic announcement, the martial arts crowd began to boil, Meng Qingzhi is indeed extraordinary, and even many seniors in the rivers and lakes sighed to themselves, this first person in the younger generations of the rivers and lakes deserves his name.

"Not bad, not bad." Ling Zhuo had already paced to Master Yang Lin's side, "The demeanor of the junior should be like this, Meng Qingzhi, I congratulate you." ”

"Thank you Sect Master Ling, without your Guyue Sect's relentless pursuit, I might not have been able to improve so quickly." Meng Qingzhi replied mockingly.

"No thanks, it's just that now the competition between the juniors has ended, so I'm tired of you moving and going to the stage to continue to be proud." Ling Zhuo gestured to Meng Qingzhi to please, signaling him to leave on his own.

"Master Yang Lin, next, is the duel of the seniors in the rivers and lakes, and the battle for the first place in martial arts." Ling Zhuo arched his hand towards Master Yang Lin, as if smiling instead of smiling, hiding a knife in his smile.

Master Yang Lin smiled helplessly, he didn't expect the Gu Yue Sect to be so entangled, so he simply tried to have a competition, Master Yang Lin twisted his neck, shook his arms, kicked his legs, and didn't move his muscles and bones for a long time.

Seeing Master Yang Lin start to warm up, it seems that he should have acquiesced to Ling Zhuo's challenge, the martial arts people in the audience immediately became excited, everyone's eyes lit up, legend has it that Master Yang Lin's martial arts are world-famous, but Master Yang Lin and his old man have not appeared in the rivers and lakes for decades, and now they are finally fortunate enough to see Master Yang Lin's magic skills, this is definitely a martial arts feast, everyone will wait and see.

Ling Zhuo also began to rub his fists, he touched the saber at his waist, and then held the hilt tightly, and with a "poof", the long sword came out of its sheath, exuding a bloodthirsty cold light.

Seeing this, Jun Xiao hurriedly threw his sword to Master Yang Lin, Master Yang Lin was alone, and his sword was probably covered with rust.

Yang Lin caught the saber thrown by Jun Xiao, and couldn't help but dislike it, "Jun Xiao, why is your sword so light, it's very uncomfortable." ”

Jun Xiao was stunned, his Xuanbing Sword was polished from the silent iron stone at the peak of the Tianshan Mountain, not to mention the texture, the weight was definitely three or five times heavier than that of an ordinary long sword, and the master actually disliked it in public.

Immediately afterwards, Jun Xiao smiled knowingly, and the master's tone seemed to be a little arrogant, it seemed that his old man was in control.

When Master Yang Lin stopped his warm-up movements, Ling Zhuo finally couldn't hold back and took the initiative to attack.

Ling Zhuo let out a loud shout and rushed towards Master Yang Lin, like a thunderbolt sounding on a sunny day, full of confidence and domineering at a glance, and a good move to catch people first.

At the beginning of the fight, the sword aura was already overwhelming, Ling Zhuo swung his long sword and slashed at Master Yang Lin's life, this is a point-to-point competition, this is simply a murderous deliberate killing.

Master Yang Lin was not in a hurry, his hands were empty, his elbows fell, and his sword was not unsheathed, so he easily blocked Ling Zhuo's fierce attack.

Ling Zhuo then used a move to the moon and earth cloud steps, he soared into the air, as if the moon was the flat ground and the clouds were the ladder, stepping on the wind, the sword was waved in the air, the light and shadow flickered, and the phantom of the sword tip in mid-air was like raindrops, dense everywhere.

Master Yang Lin was as steady as ever, he raised his sword to meet him, only to hear the sound of sword collision one after another, and when Ling Zhuo landed, Yang Lin stabbed suddenly, pointing at his eyebrows, forcing Ling Zhuo to have no time to gain a firm foothold, and quickly retreated.

Master Yang Lin took advantage of the victory to pursue, slashing calmly all the way, and killed Ling Zhuo.

Ling Zhuo held the hilt of the sword tightly, and when Master Yang Lin approached, Ling Zhuo's sword tip took advantage of the situation and pointed the sword at Yang Lin's chest.

The master's move is like this, fast as lightning, indistinguishable, it seems that Ling Zhuo is at a disadvantage, and he suddenly makes a sharp move; It seems that Yang Lin is not dodging or defending, but in fact, he is unpredictable and defensive.

False moves, tricks, and spectators from the audience, it's not fun.

I saw Master Yang Lin, stepping on the Nine Palaces, like a gust of wind, this kind of speed, even the footwork of the Lian family, but also willing to bow down.

Suddenly, Yang Lin's steps suddenly stagnated, and I saw that between Master Yang Lin's eyebrows, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to flow down his cheeks.

Ling Zhuo was overjoyed, it must have been the third brother Ling Su's trick that worked, Ling Zhuo's morale soared, and when Master Yang Lin's body was suffering from the toxin attack, Ling Zhuo swung his arms violently and slashed towards Master Yang Lin's head.

Yang Lin's eyes widened, his expression seemed to be a little painful, he endured the pain, raised his sword to his chest, and stubbornly blocked Ling Zhuo's attack, at this moment, the direct collision between the blades of the two sides can be called shaking the ground.

Ling Zhuo took advantage of the victory to pursue, he soared into the air, and then fell straight down, kicking Master Yang Lin's left shoulder hard.

Master Yang Lin's body quickly retreated backwards, and he tried his best to stabilize his body, but he collapsed uncontrollably to the left.

Any slight flaw in a master's move will lead to serious and fatal consequences, and being beaten to the ground means failure.

Ling Zhuo was overjoyed, Master Yang Lin fell to the ground, the middle door was wide open, as if a huge flaw was exposed, at this moment, Ling Zhuo only needed to stab with a final swing of the sword, and victory was in sight.

"Stop!"

At the last moment, a coquettish shout resounded violently through the cliff, the voice was high-pitched and powerful, full of confidence, and everyone's spirits were lifted.