Lin Yan's brutal and violent attack made the disciples of the Luoyun Sect all shut their mouths, and it was not until this moment that the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect shouted in unison.

"Kill this brute!"

"Shoot him!"

"Senior Brother Lin slapped him in the face!"

"Ye beast, now see how you fight back!"

Fang Xu's face on the platform was red and white, and seeing that the victory he had captured was instantly deprived by Lin Yu, he shouted angrily: "Ye Qing, you still don't give me a counterattack!"

Ye Qing's spiritual power couldn't function, he was beaten by Lin Xuan, even if he wanted to control the spiritual weapon, the only thing that could save his life was his superb spirit armor.

Lin Yu sneered, turned his fist into a palm, and continued to serve Ye Qing's face.

Bang Bang Bang!

Under a series of patting, Ye Qing vomited blood continuously, and even several teeth were knocked out.

"I recognize—"

Boom!

A punch directly hit Ye Qing's neck, Lin Yu would not let him shout to admit defeat!

"Uh-"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of Ye Qing's mouth, splashing Lin Death's face!

"See how long you can last!"

Lin Yan sneered bloodthirsty, grabbed Ye Qing's arm with one hand, picked up Ye Qing's body, and smashed it against the ground of the ring!

Rumble!

"Ahh

Rumble!

"Uh-"

After continuous smashing, Ye Qing's screams became smaller and smaller, and when it was the worst, Lin died and hung directly on Ye Qing's head.

With this kick, Ye Qing rotated seven hundred and twenty degrees on the ground, and was knocked out of the ring by Lin Yan, hitting the yellow light curtain on the periphery of the ring, and then rebounding to the ground of the ring.

Lin Zhen's divine sense swept away the extremely sluggish Ye Qing, and stepped forward quickly!

"No!" the old man admits defeat on behalf of Ye Qing, and quickly tells Lin Qing to stop!" Fang Xu shouted.

Hearing this, Qiu Ye hurriedly waved his hand, and at the same moment when the light curtain of the formation outside the ring was dim, Lin Ye took out two fingers in an instant, lifted Ye Qing with one hand, and stabbed Ye Qing with both fingers on Ye Qing's neck!

Poof!

The fingers instantly threw away Ye Qing, and Lin Yu kept Ye Qing on the ground.

"You—" Fang Xu shot quickly into the ring, and Qiu Ye also appeared beside Lin Yu with a wry smile.

Looking at the two blood holes in Ye Qing's neck, Fang Xu trembled.

"You actually killed Ye Xian's nephew!" Fang Xu looked at Lin Xian with resentment.

Lin Yu didn't answer, but Qiu Ye gave Fang Xu an arch hand: "Fang Daoyou, fists and feet have no eyes, since Ye Qing didn't admit defeat, then Lin Xian's nephew didn't do anything wrong." ”

"That's right, even if you have been besieged and killed by Ye Qing dozens of talismans before, you haven't shouted once, maybe Ye Xian's nephew didn't do it for the sake of face!" Tianxuan flew to the ring and said meaningfully.

"You-" Fang Xu was almost angry, this Tianxuan's words were obviously biased in favor of Lin Xuan, and at the same time, he also counted that Falling Ye Qing did not surrender to save face, how could a person not be convinced at the moment of life and death, this was simply nonsense.

The disciples of the Luoyun Sect had already been shocked by Lin Yan's killing aura, they trembled all over, and they could no longer raise a trace of battle intent and roar, as if Lin Yan was killing a chicken to show the monkey this time.

The atmosphere was very depressing, as the head of the Immortal Dao Gate, Mo Canghan stepped into the ring in a few steps, he looked at Ye Qing who fell to the ruins on the ground, and made a move Ye Qing's storage bag.

"Fang Daoyou, the original intention of the Winning Conference was for the disciples of all factions to learn from each other, but this kind of accident is also something you and I can't expect!" Handing over Ye Qing's storage bag to Fang Xu, Mo Canghan's expression was also a little regretful.

Mu Wanrong saw Lin Yan's strength and the process of killing Ye Qing with her own eyes, she knew that if the disciples of the Luoyun Sect did not use the talisman and the best spirit armor, they would definitely not be Lin Yan's enemy, and now Lin Yan was standing upright, and Ye Qing's death was no different from taking the blame for himself.

"Fang Daoyou's festival mourns!" Mu Wanrong bowed.

Squatting down on one knee, Fang Xu picked up Ye Qing's corpse, he glanced at Lin Qing resentfully, and silently staggered towards the Luoyun Sect's camp.

Lin Yan watched Fang Xu step by step out of the ring, and he bowed his hand slightly to Fang Xu.

"Thank you Senior Fang for driving Lin out of the Falling Cloud Sect back then!" Lin Yan said meaningfully.

After a pause, Fang Xu turned to look at Lin Yan, his lips pressed slightly, he didn't answer, and took a few steps again.

Looking at each other, whether it was the Immortal Dao Sect Elder or Mu Wanrong of the Purple Star Pavilion, the others were all thinking about the meaning of Lin Fu's words, they only had a vague understanding of Lin Fu's matter in the Luoyun Sect back then, and they didn't know why Lin Fu was driven out of the sect by Fang Xu.

In the ring, Autumn Leaves raised Lin Yan's arm, he motioned for the others to leave the ring, and shouted: "This battle Immortal Dao Gate Lin is victorious, next!"

This sentence shouted, there would be no one in the Luoyun Sect's camp anymore, as for the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect, how could someone stupidly come out to challenge the winner of their own sect.

Purple Star Pavilion camp.

Dressed in a purple robe without wind, Xiao Xuan's aura was surging.

"Senior Brother Xiao, you want to make a move?" Leng Feng said cautiously.

Nodding slightly, Xiao Xuan stepped out of the ring a few steps, and all the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect looked at Xiao Xuan in the Purple Star Pavilion camp, they had already blindly regarded Lin Xuan as the first person to win the conference, even Jiang Chen of the Immortal Dao Sect had to admire Lin Xuan's strength, but why did Xiao Xuan of the Purple Star Pavilion still step forward to challenge?

Lin Xuan played a dust expulsion technique on his body, and he looked at Xiao Xuan a few steps up, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Senior Brother Lin, Xiao will ask you a few tricks. Xiao Xuan held his hand at Lin Xuan.

"Hmm. Nodding slightly, Lin Yu's eyes signaled that the autumn leaves could begin.

Airplanes!

With a buzzing sound, a yellow light curtain appeared around the ring again.

Mu Wanrong shook her head helplessly, she knew that Xiao Xuan would not be Lin Xuan's opponent, but Xiao Xuan, as a genius disciple of the Purple Star Pavilion, once he had not fought against other sect disciples in the winning ring, then Xiao Xuan would not have to come to the winning conference at all.

Before leaving, Mu Wanrong had great hopes that Xiao Xuan could win the first place in the ring, but after seeing Du Feng and Ye Qing of Lin Xuan's destruction of the Cloud Sect, she no longer had any thoughts about making Xiao Xuan the first.

Even if the Purple Star Pavilion couldn't become the first, it was better than the two genius disciples who died in the Luoyun Sect, even if Xiao Xuan lost, she hoped that Lin Xuan would not be a killer again.

"Xiao Xian's nephew, just do your best, don't be reckless!" Mu Wanrong warned loudly.

Xiao Xuan looked at Mu Wanrong on the platform, he took a deep breath and removed a talisman from his body.

The momentum displayed surprised De Lin Yan, and he didn't expect that this disciple of the Purple Star Pavilion had actually reached the level of Quasi-Ning Dan in terms of cultivation.

"Quasi-Ning Dan, as expected. Jiang Chen suddenly spoke.

"Senior Brother Jiang, you said that after the previous battle, Senior Brother Lin still has the strength to defeat Xiao Xuan?" Liu Qin said softly.

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed when he heard this.

"Senior Brother Lin was able to defeat Xiaoxiao when he saved you and me in dire straits, and after a few years, Senior Brother Lin is no longer something you and I can speculate about, after all, Ye Qing's example is there. ”

Jiang Chen was right, when Jiang Chen and Liu Qin came to the Purple Wind Mountain Range in the hope of worshipping under the Immortal Dao Gate, they met a monk who killed people and seized treasures on the way, and at the critical moment, Lin Yu shot to kill these people.

"Senior Brother Jiang, we haven't met Senior Brother Lin since we joined the Inner Gate, after this championship, do you want to thank Senior Brother Lin for saving his life?"

Since Lin Fu became a disciple in blue, Liu Qin has not taken Lin Fu as a benefactor to heart anymore, she thought that Lin Fu's talent was not enough to make her friends when she became an inner disciple, but now it is different, once she can make friends with Lin Fu, then if you have this kind of strength, your identity will also rise.

Lin Fu's decisiveness in killing is only seen in his life, and as the saying goes, if you have the courage to kill, you have the determination to save people, with Lin Fu's character back then, Liu Qin believes that Lin Fu is not as ruthless as he seems.

"A must go. If it weren't for the fact that my cultivation has reached a critical juncture in the past few years, and Senior Brother Lin has disappeared for a few years, maybe our relationship would have been better. Jiang Chen said expectantly.

At the same time, Lin Xuan in the ring saw Xiao Xuan's cultivation and his face was serious.

Xiao Xuan and Lin Fu didn't have any deep hatred, and Lin Xuan didn't mind fighting with him.

"Senior Brother Lin, I'm offended!"

Accompanied by Xiao Xuan's words, sword light shot out from Xiao Xuan's sleeve, and under the dense sword light, Lin Xuan sighed lightly.

Woohoo!

The sound of sonic booms came and went, and Xiao Xuan's opening hand of the Hidden Blade surprised everyone around the ring.

"You can have a sword aura in a single move, you Purple Star Pavilion has cultivated a talent in the past few years!" Gu Chong praised Xiao Xuan's performance when he saw it.

Gu Daoyou praised falsely, Xiao Xian's nephew is just good at swordsmanship. Mu Wanrong chuckled.

"Kendo?" Tianxuan's pupils shrank when he heard this.

Whew!

The ground of the ring was flying with gravel, and Lin Xuan's figure continued to dodge, and he finally understood that Xiao Xuan's comprehension of the sword in front of him had reached a certain height.

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