The crowd whispered, though they felt crazy.

But this moment.

There are many people who think that Ye Wushuang is really possible to do it!

It's another cave!

"Gu Jie, Tengyun is ranked twenty-fifth?"

Ye Wushuang asked.

"It's not." The man was silent for a moment.

Ye Wushuang checked the list.

"You obviously are."

"I'm not there now."

"Ranked battles?" Ye Wushuang raised his eyebrows.

"Can I say no......?" The man's face twitched.

"No way!"

Burst!

A sword flies.

Ye Wushuang's ranking has been improved again.

Ye Wushuang, ranked twenty-five.

For this scene, the crowd has been numb!

Just for a moment.

It's like he's killing and he's moving forward.

Everywhere he passed, the sword slashed the crowd.

The information on the Tengyun list is beating wildly.

Almost every moment, a change occurs.

"This Ye Wushuang, is it about to turn the sky upside down?"

"He's going to replace the entire Tengyun List before he stops?"

Many of the elders were alarmed.

They couldn't help but smack their tongues.

Finally.

Ye Wushuang, Tengyun ranking, twentieth place!

He's in the top twenty.

This name is enough to participate in the inner door trial!

"He's supposed to stop, right? It really worked! ”

"If I were him, I should stop in moderation!"

"Further up, the weakest are all masters of the Eight Inscriptions."

"Such a strong person, any one of them, is terrifying!"

"If he goes to challenge, he will lose badly."

"He has already obtained the qualification to participate in the inner door trial, and if he makes another move, if he loses, it is very likely that he will not be able to participate!"

Quite a few whispered.

They believe that this inner turmoil is coming to an end.

However.

Ye Wushuang's eyes were bright.

He's still on his way.

"The last man."

On the list, all the way crossed, only the last one remains.

"King Lin."

"Tengyun Ranking, ninth!"

Ye Wushuang's eyes burned.

This person's surname is Lin, and he is the strongest person in the inner door of Lin Undefeated.

Eight inscriptions, unparalleled strength.

The Tengyun List records the ranking of the geniuses of the inner door.

First, it is Ye Lan.

In the future, there are several geniuses.

And King Lin is ranked ninth, which is enough to see his strength.

Not far away.

A high mountain stands.

On it, there were seven or eight caves, all of which were vacant, and no one was in charge.

Only the pinnacle one was a young man in battle armor, standing proudly.

He was dressed in black armor and stared at him.

Beside him, there was a two-meter-tall halberd, exuding a soaring murderous aura.

This person is none other than King Lin!

He has a very high position in the inner gate, and because he is strong, he is on the same high mountain.

No one dared to stand side by side with him.

He is the only one in the entire mountain, occupying the cave.

This is the treatment of the strong, unique!

"King Lin!"

"Eight inscriptions, it is expected to impact nine and step into the great perfection of inscriptions."

"Moreover, he is Lin's undefeated house slave and the most loyal."

"His strength is terrifying, it is said that he has already had the opportunity to hit a higher ranking!"

"Such a person, in the inner door, is enough to call the wind and rain, does Ye Wushuang really want to challenge?"

The crowd couldn't believe it.

This is definitely not a wise choice.

"Ye Wushuang, I can't imagine that you really dare to come."

On the top of the mountain, King Lin lowered his eyes, condescendingly, and looked over.

His tone was calm and confident.

"King Lin, ninth on the Tengyun List?"

Ye Wushuang did not respond and asked.

"It's me!"

King Lin smiled indifferently and said, "I thought that if you rushed into the top twenty, you would stop. ”

"After all, it's not a wise choice."

Ye Wushuang also smiled.

"Not necessarily."

He climbed the mountain step by step, and in his body, the three inscriptions were reviving and glowing.

Up and down Zhou's body, an invisible sword momentum, like mountains and rivers, gradually condensed out.

"In the middle of the inscription, three inscriptions?"

King Lin was still disdainful.

"With such strength, to challenge me is tantamount to looking for death."

"But I can do it for you."

"Who told you to provoke the wrong people?"

He said lightly.

At this time, Ye Wushuang came to the top of the mountain.

"You talk too much nonsense, ranking battles, battles when you fight."

"Victory or defeat is the only thing."

His tone was calm.

"You're too crazy, your qualifications are good, but unfortunately, you can't be used by my little master."

"Then I can only abolish you!"

"Look at your bones, how hard they really are!"

King Lin said coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Moment.

Bang!

Both shot at the same time.

King Lin stepped out in one step, like a high mountain, shaking thousands.

The halberd in his hand shook.

Rumble!

The power of destroying the withering and decaying exploded directly, and on the body, the eight inscriptions were revived and intertwined, bright and profound.

They appear black.

Such as the eight battles, surrounded by the body, fighting the eight wildernesses.

"Kill!"

"Open the sky with all your might!"

The halberd is vertical and horizontal, sweeping with one blow, tearing through the sky.

Scattered the clouds in the sky.

He waved his big hand, and the halberds were intertwined, just one blow, but the earth seemed to sink.

A terrifying trend, like mountains and seas, crushed over.

Everywhere they went, the storm exploded.

The ancient trees and boulders on the ground have been shattered into powder.

"Is this the power of the Eight Inscriptions?"

"It's horrible!"

"I feel like I can't block this blow."

"It's just that the aftermath is rushing, I'm afraid, I'm going to vomit blood!"

Countless people exclaimed.

Eight inscriptions, leading the general trend of heaven and earth, such as a landslide and tsunami, overwhelming people.

However, being in the center of the storm.

Ye Wushuang's expression was as usual, and his eyes flashed with lightning.

The longsword has moved.

The sword momentum is rising, and the three inscriptions in the body are shining brightly, resonating with the sword body.

This.

It's his biggest reliance!

"A sword of lightning!"

Ye Wu turned the long sword in both hands.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and the sword in his hand seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning.

Illuminate the sky and roar thousands of miles.

A sword, like thunder.

Out of the sensation.

Rumble!

The sword light surged, and the huge sword momentum was extremely sharp.

Dusty.

Above the earth, a huge vortex appeared.

The figures of the two collided.

The sword light and the halberd collided fiercely.

The storm exploded.

The mountain was trembling, with a violent roar and explosion.

"Heavenly Desolation Killing Intent!"

Euphorbia is a sensation.

King Lin shouted angrily.

His anger flew up, and above his body, he was crushed by the momentum, like a sea of blood, rising and falling, rolling killing intent, surging out.

He is like a god of slaughter.

There is murderous intent, and it wants to sweep the eight wildernesses.

Eight inscriptions outline a faint shadow of the general trend.

It's about to take shape.

Like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, surging under your feet.

Airplanes!

His halberd moved, and the killing intent boiled, causing layers of blood to appear in the entire sky.

"Heaven and Earth Furnace, Suppression!"

Ye Wushuang was not afraid at all.

He stepped out.

The figure is tall, and the furnace of heaven and earth appears. There was a boom in motion, and there was magma tumbling in it.

Bang!

A sword of lightning!

Euphorbia and furnace rumble.

Ye Wushuang's eyes were sharp, and from this moment, a sword roared.

It's still a sword of lightning!