When those judges saw that Cao Muran and the Immortal Refining Sword were both betting, they knew that there were no variables.

With an order, the battle of life and death begins!

Although it was only the semi-finals, the atmosphere rendered before the game attracted countless onlookers!

The Water Cloud Sect and the Sword Dao Pavilion were originally two behemoths in the Eastern Regions, with many disciples and abundant resources.

"Lin Yun, take your life!" As soon as the judge's voice fell, An Quantao made the first move, waving the sword in his hand, the sword aura was horizontal, and the momentum was compelling!

"There is a sword aura!"

"The Sword Dao Pavilion's attainments in swords are really only comparable to Ten Thousand Swords Mountain!"

"You can comprehend the sword qi during the qi refining period, and seeing that he volatilizes freely, he has been thinking about comprehending it for many years!"

When Lin Yun encountered this kind of opponent for the first time, he couldn't help but tighten the left knife in his hand.

The sword qi was formless and tangible, and it attacked Lin Yun one step ahead.

Lin Yun has a deep foundation, and his combat power is all concentrated on his physical fitness, but he has no real exercises that can be used, so he can only dodge the sword qi that attacks one after another and An Quantao himself.

The people of the Kendo Pavilion are really good at swordsmanship.

Lin Yun was a little embarrassed to dodge, but An Quantao cooperated with his footwork and killed Lin Yun again without the slightest delay.

"Quan Tao's sword steps have made great progress!" Refining Immortal Sword nodded with satisfaction, but it caused everyone to exclaim!

It's a sword step!

It is said to have been created before the ascension of the sword immortal, and its purpose is to let people lead the way with the sword, which is the dream of all sword people!

Refining to the extreme, the human sword is one, every step is like a sword move, and you can release sword energy to hurt the enemy!

This An Quantao's reputation is not as loud as Chen Chuxue's, but he has such strength?

It is said that there are two versions of the sword step, one version is stored in Wanjian Mountain, and the other is in the Kendo Pavilion!

And these two major sects are the places of pilgrimage for all sword cultivators in the world!

With such a combination of body and method, coupled with the sharp sword moves, and the sword qi is compelling, Lin Yun was very embarrassed to resist for a while, fortunately, An Quantao's cultivation is not high, and no matter how strong his comprehension is, everything is based on cultivation.

To put it inappropriately, An Quantao is a bit biased. And it's a bit outrageous, of course, just for the opponent in front of him.

Lin Yun is different, all his combat power lies in himself, whether it is speed or strength physique, it is incomparable to An Tao.

Unless you hit the vital point, no matter how strong and magical the move is, it can only cause skin trauma!

And in the ring, it was indeed An Quantao who had the upper hand, and there were more than a dozen moves to hit Lin Yun at once, and under such hundreds of moves, Lin Yun's clothes were already full of scratches and cracks, embarrassed, and there were even traces of blood oozing out, staining the cloth red.

The disciples of the Water Cloud Sect looked worried, but their mouths kept cheering for him.

It's just that Lin Yun's face is still full of confidence.

Under hundreds of moves, An Quantao had the upper hand, but he just didn't understand, why Lin Yun seemed to be unharmed, could it be that the blood he shed was fake?

"Don't be so mysterious, even if I can't take your life for a while, after a few hundred moves, you will add more wounds, and you can still have spiritual power to heal yourself once you cultivate your body? When your blood runs out, it will be when you die!"

An Quantao was pressing step by step, Lin Yun just looked miserable, but in fact, it was not as serious as the rest of the people looked like.

His face was not red and he was not panting, Lin Yun said lightly: "If you have a trick, just use it!"

Seeing this, An Quantao actually laughed angrily.

"You can still be strong, just as you wish!"

After saying that, he erected the sword in his hand in front of him, pointed the tip of the sword at the sky, and then drew a semicircle, and then pointed the sword towards Lin Yun!

"Ten steps to kill one!"

After that, in a breath, he conjured ten steps, and the sword in his hand stabbed Lin Yun's heart!

Lin Yun blocked with his left knife, and the sword left as soon as he touched it, and another mantra came: "The treasure book and jade sword are hanging in the high pavilion!"

I saw An Quantao squatting with a stride, stabbing the sword at Lin Yun's throat from the bottom to the top!

Lin Yun could only subconsciously block, but An Quantao kept writing verses, and the sword moves were endless!

Every poem is a sword, An Quantao actually comprehended the sword move in the verse?

And it's so coherent.

Lin Yun dropped out of high school before he finished high school, and he couldn't understand these ancient texts for a while, and he was disturbed by An Quantao's muttering poems, and he was actually stabbed in the left arm by a sword at the fifth sentence!

But he just snorted, and his right hand took this opportunity to stab the left knife at An Quantao!

An Quantao chanted in his mouth: "One body turned to fight for three thousand miles," and after dodging, he said the second half of the sentence: "A sword was once a million divisions!"

Lin Yun was shocked!

I saw that An Quantao's sword tip instantly burst out with countless sword qi, and it seemed that even the air was like the sea in a storm, and the waves were terrifying.

"This is my latest sword creation move, see how you can resist my million sword qi!"

An Quantao maintained a sword move posture, and everyone in the audience was shocked and speechless.

Ordinary spiritual cultivation, if you perform the group attack spirit technique, you may not have such a dense space without dodging, and how much spiritual power is needed to support it?

The Immortal Refining Sword sighed lightly and shook it: "This move is not very powerful, and it is endless. Lin Yun, I'm afraid I'm going to die here!"

Even refining the immortal sword said this, then the senior brother is really hopeless?

I saw that the sword qi attacked Lin Yun several times, and in an instant, countless smoke and dust were stirred, and every time the sword qi was blocked, a sound would be found.

Countless sword qi were connected into a continuous whistling sound!

Cao Muran's heart is also bottomless, one move or two moves will be fine, but with such a large amount of sword qi, can he block it?

"An Quantao's spiritual power is not enough, and he can only release three thousand sword qi at most!" "Refining Immortal Sword seemed to know what Cao Muran was thinking.

Sure enough, there was only a few breaths to spare, An Quantao stood still, and laughed wildly: "I have been practicing this move for several years, at such a close distance, how can you dodge three thousand sword qi?"

The disciples of the Kendo Pavilion also shouted that Senior Brother An was mighty, and Wen Wen said coldly: "An Quantao, don't be arrogant! Even if you enter the finals, Free Wen will come to clean you up and avenge Senior Brother!"

An Quantao's sword move has been withdrawn, and the sword qi has been released, and at this time, the spiritual power is empty, and he can only barely stand.

But before the smoke and dust dissipated, Lin Yun's life and death status could not be seen, and there were rules here, and he could not use his spiritual sense to explore the ring!

One breath.

Two breaths.

Ten breaths.

Fifty interest......

The judges have not yet announced the winner, and An Quantao can't get off the stage, but the audience already feels that something is wrong!

Gradually, the smoke and dust dissipated, and it was not completely dispersed.

In the place where Lin Yun stood, there was a gray ball!

Because most of the soot is adsorbed on the ball, it is gray!

The situation suddenly reversed, is Lin Yun okay?

An Quantao was suddenly a little panicked, if Lin Yun was okay and he had no spiritual power, how should he deal with it?

Hurriedly took out the pill from his sleeve and took it, grabbed a spirit stone in his hand to absorb spiritual power, and quickly ran his mental method.

Restore one percent!

The smoke and dust on the ball gradually dispersed!

Restore 20%!

The ball seems to show a few dazzling rays of light!

Three floors!

The smoke and dust on the ball are completely gone!

Four floors!

Everyone had already seen that the ball was a shield, protecting Lin Yun!

Five floors!

The ball burst! Lin Yun opened his eyes!

A strong wind swept through An Quantao, and a dark shadow crossed An Quantao's neck, and the blood brought out was sprinkled into the sky!

Lin Yun's eyes were fierce again, and the sound of the sword spirit sounded in his ears. "Master, the Immortal Yuan Force has dissipated as a supporting shield, and I will also fall into a deep sleep. Unless I find a fragment, I'll only be a normal weapon!"

Lin Yun's eyes were fierce, and the sound of the sword spirit sounded in his ears.

An Quantao fell down on his back to the sky, and there were still some waste stones at his feet that he had absorbed his spiritual power.

The audience was silent, and the Immortal Refining Sword also looked at Lin Yun with complicated eyes.

The momentum of the shield, he faintly felt a little familiar!

But he couldn't afford to think about it too much, and the cheers from the Shui Yun Sect rang out, disturbing his thoughts.

Cao Muran was also not polite, and said to the Immortal Refining Sword: "Alchemy Pill, are you willing to lose the bet?"

Even though the Immortal Sword was unhappy, he lost a proud protégé.

But I still want face.

The key is that sense of déjà vu!

Suddenly, the Immortal Refining Sword jumped into the ring and walked slowly towards Lin Yun!

"What is he going to do?"

All the disciples in the audience had questions, and Cao Muran was about to fly forward and stop the Immortal Refining Sword, but he only heard him say, "Lin Yun, I really didn't misunderstand you." Although you rejected me, I am still a little curious, your weapon looks like an ordinary dagger, but it feels unusual, can I observe it?"

Cao Muran's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he looked at Lin Yun.

For a long time, he had never seen Lin Yun kill the enemy with his own eyes, but all the things he had experienced, after being relayed, were all the souls of his swords!

Could it be that this knife is really magical?

I can't let the Immortal Refining Sword take away my Shui Yun Sect's things!

After Cao Muran figured it out, she instantly stood on the edge of Lin Yun, if she wanted to take it from the Immortal Sword, she would definitely make a move!

Lin Yun couldn't refuse, the left knife actually flew out of thin air from his hand to the hand of the Immortal Refining Sword!

"Huh?" The immortal yuan power was exhausted, and the sword spirit fell into a deep sleep again, and the left knife was no different except that it was heavier than ordinary mortal iron.

The Immortal Refining Sword faintly felt déjà vu, but he didn't know where it was the same and where it was different!

After carefully observing, the Immortal Refining Sword also knew that it was too domineering to take it by force, and at this time, Cao Muran was staring at the side again, smiled, and said, "Lin Yun, I am very interested in your sword, can you transfer it to me?"

Lin Yun was shocked, could it be that he saw something?

The Immortal Refining Sword looked at Lin Yun and said with a smile: "I am very interested in the material of this knife, I will produce ten high-grade spirit stones!"

"Ten high-grade spirit stones?"

Most of the people in the audience had seen Lin Yun's left knife, but they didn't notice that this knife had a trace of aura fluctuations, and the material was special, but it was more like a dagger made of ordinary mortal iron, except for the hard texture, there was nothing special.

But this knife can be worth ten high-grade spirit stones?

Zhao Lin's eyes were red, and he shouted: "Senior brother, 100,000 lower grade spirit stones~"

The audience was full of gasps, could it be that this knife really had something magical that they couldn't see?

Cao Muran was also surprised, but with such an offer, he couldn't help Lin Yun refuse, so he turned his head to look at Lin Yun on the side.

The sword eyebrows stared, staring directly at the Immortal Refining Sword opposite.

After a while, Lin Yun spoke: "Thank you seniors, this knife is an ancestral heirloom, and it is inconvenient to sell it!"

The Immortal Refining Sword originally wanted to test Lin Yun's style, but he didn't expect him to refuse with an ancestral heirloom.

Since you can't exchange spirit stones, why don't you grab them?

Refining Immortal Sword himself was stunned, how could such an idea come up?

"Alchemy Pill, the disciples of my sect don't want to sell it, please step down! The judge hasn't announced the winner yet!"

Even if the Immortal Sword had this idea, he knew that he didn't have the ability to be presumptuous in the Water Cloud Sect.

After Cao Muran stepped down, the judge announced: "In this game, Lin Yun wins! The final final is Lin Yun vs. Wenwen, and it will be held at the same time tomorrow!"

The disciples of the Sword Dao Pavilion were all sad and sad, and even Chen Chuxue looked at Lin Yun with a complicated mood.

But the battle of life and death was proposed by An Quantao, and even if Lin Yun provoked him with words, it was very common in the competition.

The ring was left on the stage, and since it was obtained by Lin Yun, the same door in the audience also happily shared the bets that were won, and the atmosphere was warm, and they didn't care at all, the mood of the Kendo Pavilion.

The people quickly dispersed, in addition to the storage bags won by the bet, Cao Muran really distributed the 10,000 spirit stones he won to the rest of the disciples.

Looking at the smiling fellow disciples in the audience, whether it was a disciple in the Qi refining period or a senior brother who had already built a foundation, they all expressed their gratitude to Lin Yun.

"Brother, you are so powerful, you scared me to death just now. Lin Zi was also watching the battle here, as if he still had palpitations, and patted his chest.

"Brother Lin Yun, I know you will definitely win!" Ruoshui had no doubts.