The Qinglong Glaive Knife is not small in Huaxia Kingdom, this is the Lingwu of Master Guan, this ruins and line, on the road from Xuanguang City to the Fire City, players in a hurry can be seen everywhere.

All roads lead to Rome, and on this main road, there are not only players from Xuanguang City, but also players from other cities, and their purpose is very consistent, that is, the place where the knife is buried.

So there will only be more and more people along the way, Lin Yu is really distressed, the popularity of double sword players and champions is rising, and the ID of Sword Song, no matter where he goes, is a focus-like existence.

"Wow! Is that a champion? ”

"That's right, it's him!"

"Holy! It's really the Twin Blade player. ”

...

There were many exclamations like this, and Lin Yu was really helpless, he couldn't understand why there were no props like hiding IDs in this game.

Even if it's a one-off thing, it's so eye-catching to get there, how can it be a head if it goes on like this.

Xia Bingbing in Lin Yu's team seemed to have never been noticed by so many focal eyes, and suddenly said proudly in the team channel: "It's good to hug the champion's thigh!" ”

Xia Xiaobai rolled her eyes and shook her head, "Sister, look at your appearance." ”

"What's wrong with me? Isn't it normal? ”

Xia Xiaobai shrugged: "It's nothing, it's good if you're happy." ”

Lin Yu didn't have the heart to listen to the nonsense of these two sisters and brothers, his eyes had been vigilant all around, and along the way, he had already seen no less than ten unkind eyes.

He is a very sensitive person, usually Lin Yu is in the dark, and others are in the light, because he acts alone, which is nothing.

But this time it was a team, and the action was too eye-catching, and Lin Yu had to think about the safety of the entire team.

The championship is in the limelight, which is true, but because of this, there are more people who want to step on you.

The 160 players officially selected cannot represent all the strong players in Huaxia, and many master players who did not participate in the competition must be dissatisfied with Lin Yu.

At this time, if a player defeats Lin Yu, it is like the honor of LOL killing faker alone, the same reason.

There are too many players scattered across the continent, and there are many players who choose to cultivate as hermits in the big sects, not to fight for any opportunities, and only when they are really strong will they become a blockbuster and shock the world.

Therefore, Lin Yu must be more vigilant, instead of swelling to the edge after winning the championship once.

Ahead, there seemed to be a noisy sound, which made Lin Yu speed up his pace, he had to observe all kinds of unstable factors for the first time, so as to make the most correct judgment.

When the team stepped into the ten zhang, a gust of wind blew in the face, and the cheeks of the people who were blowing hurt and the Xia family sisters and brothers couldn't help but raise their hands to resist.

I saw that at the end of the line of sight, two players were fighting frantically, and one of them, Lin Yu, also knew that it was Tan Han, the opponent of the top eight of the Martial Arts Society, the heir of the 12th Road Spring-legged National Martial Arts Association.

His opponent is a player wielding a sword. The strong wind in the air is made by this Guan Dao player!

Lin Yu noticed a detail, that is, this person's title was a disciple of the Wu'an Sect.

ID: Guan Yang, Weapon: Guan Dao, Level 20

Tan Han dodged Guan Yang's fierce attack, and said, "I am also a player, why are you blocking me?" Are you really assimilated with NPCs? ”

Although Tan Han was talking, his pace did not stop, he kept moving, constantly dodging the Daguan knife in Guan Yang's hand.

"Get out!"

"Idle people should stay close to the place where the knife is buried."

"Kill the Rank Method! Wu An Slash! ”

Guan Yang shouted violently, jumped in the air, and with the swing of the Daguan knife, the ten-zhang sword light fell with a bang.

When the sword light came, Tan Han's color immediately changed, a gray light lit up from him, and his feet kept moving to the side like an afterimage, which was the effect of his real-world pace and the acceleration skill in the game.

However, no matter how fast Tan Han retreats, he will not be as fast as the sword! This fierce sword light finally landed on his back!

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"I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill me?" Tan Han's eyes were cunning, he still had a trick of wind and thunder body that was useless, and he could use it to make this person!

He only has 80 health points, and while speaking, the bamboo fan in his hand waved, and a rejuvenation technique was immediately blessed to his body, slowly recovering his health.

"Those who are close to the place where the knife is buried, there is no forgiveness!!"

Guan Yang was like crazy, and swung the Guan knife again and slashed towards Tan Han.

However, at this moment, something that everyone didn't expect happened, and this scene made Lin Yu's eyes in the distance narrow.

I saw that at the end of the line of sight, a wonderful figure fell from the sky, like a gust of wind passing by, and appeared in front of Guan Yang in an instant.

In the next moment, at Guan Yang's neck, a blood-colored light suddenly appeared, and then, this blood-colored color gradually expanded!

Guan Yang's head flew high, and in mid-air, his expression was frozen for a moment.

With a thud, the sound of a human head falling to the ground sounded.

The girl also opened her mouth to sneer: "It's really boring for the people to fight, and they won't die for a long time." ”

As the words fell, the blood-red sword in the girl's hand had been slowly unsheathed with her standard Juhedao gesture.

This person is Ryoko Saya, the Valkyrie of Japanese and Korean clothes.

Saya Ryoko glanced at Tan Han next to him disdainfully, and sneered: "You have a saying in Huaxia that a good dog is not in the way, and this person is also a good dog." ”

"Guan Yunchang is the object of my great admiration, and his image of a martial saint is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. But this Wu'an Sect just doesn't let people enter this place where the sword is buried, I think, is the name of this martial saint really wasted? Hehe, otherwise why wouldn't you be allowed in? ”

Tan Han's face became gloomy, although he had a conflict with Guan Yang before, he was also a Chinese man, how could he let a Dongying girl blaspheme the Martial Saint!

Tan Han took a sharp breath, stomped on the ground with one foot, and flew up and kicked Saya's Ryoko in the air!

"You, you still want to fight the idea of burying the knife?!"

The corners of Saya's mouth rose, and the blood-colored knife in her hand instantly came out of its sheath.

"Draw your sword and slash!"

Saya's knife was so fast that she couldn't see the shadow clearly, and at the moment when Saya's Ryoko was about to cut Tan Han's throat, a violent wind suddenly descended on the surroundings!

Ping!

I could only see a red shadow passing by, and I couldn't see the shadow at all, and the sword in Saya's Ryoko hand was instantly broken in two.

"Cracked Mountain Palm!"

"Smack!!"

A slap was slammed into Ryoko Saya's face, hitting her skin and flesh, and her pretty face was suddenly distorted and deformed.

"Who is it?!"

"Who is it?!"

Ryoko Saya was dizzy, ashamed and annoyed, and kept shouting angrily around.

The dust dissipated, and the figure inside was gradually revealed, who was it if it wasn't Lin Yu?

(End of chapter)