Under the gaze of countless eyes, two sword lights that were extremely brilliant and fierce suddenly collided together.

Rumble!!!

In an instant, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the sword light was raging, and it swept violently.

The entire platform of life and death was filled with sword light, and it was impossible to see the figures of the two people clearly.

"Hiss!!"

Everyone watching the battle in the audience couldn't help but gasp, their faces full of horror.

Even through the formation, they still felt a tingling pain!

"What a sharp sword, what a violent breath!"

"Such a strong sword, in the same realm, I am afraid that no one is their enemy!"

"With such a strong confrontation, the two should be able to separate the winners and losers, right?"

Countless people stared at the stage tightly, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

Even the elders were looking forward to it.

On the stage of life and death.

The sharp sword light gradually dissipated, revealing the figures of Ye Junlin and Zhao Lin'an.

The two, each standing in a corner, were half-kneeling on the ground.

Everyone had scars on their bodies, obviously injured by the sword light.

The difference is that Ye Junlin repairs both inside and outside, but his clothes are in tatters.

Zhao Lin'an not only had blood on his body, but even had the breath after being burned.

"The two are evenly matched!"

Seeing this scene, there was an uproar among the disciples, which they did not expect.

"It's not evenly divided, it's Ye Junlin who has the upper hand!"

The sharp-eyed disciple found that the injuries of the two were different.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more shocked.

"Senior Brother Zhao is defeated?"

The first person among the disciples was defeated like this, which made it difficult for them to accept.

An outsider who defeated the first disciple on the bright side!

It's horrible!

"The real battle is finally about to begin."

At the same time, where the elders were, the elders of the Reward and Punishment Palace slowly spoke.

Just as his words fell—

"Sword Rain Bloody !!"

In Zhao Lin'an's scarlet eyes, the battle intent was even more turbulent, and he actually ejected again, swinging a brilliant sword light at Ye Junlin.

"He can even use a second sword!"

Ye Junlin's pupils shrank, and even if he used the Yin Yang Heavenly Sword Slash, there were only three swords at most!

Any more, it will cause a serious load on the body!

But Zhao Lin'an didn't have any stagnation, and his breath was even more fierce than before!

"Yin Yang Heavenly Sword Slash!"

Ye Junlin didn't dare to be careless, and he took a breath again, and he also slashed out with a sword.

Rumble!!!

It was another bursting collision, which shocked the disciples.

"With such a powerful offensive in a row, can't they use up the power in their bodies!"

"There was a second collision ......"

The disciples were shocked beyond measure.

On the platform of life and death, the figures of Ye Junlin and Zhao Linan flew upside down in embarrassment again.

Bang!

Bang!

The two of them smashed to the ground at the same time, smashing the ground into a trail.

There was a time when it was hard to tell the difference!

"And the third sword!"

Zhao Lin'an's body was shocked, and he actually swept up again, and slashed down with a sword.

"Oh no, his aura is getting stronger!"

Sensing the sword light, Ye Junlin's face changed, and he didn't have time to think about it, but his figure shook suddenly, stood up suddenly, and slashed out with a sword light.

Rumble!!!

Collide again.

Ye Junlin suddenly flew upside down, and with a bang, he fell to the ground on one knee.

On the other hand, Zhao Lin'an is as imposing as a rainbow, and he has not retreated!

"Lin'an is going to win."

The elder of the Nine Heavens Palace slowly exhaled a breath.

"Unexpectedly, Lin'an said that Ye Junlin was the key to his breakthrough, and now it seems that this is indeed the case."

The elders of the Reward and Punishment Palace also breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's really unbelievable that Lin'an actually transformed the killing intent into the battle intent in the battle, thus achieving an unexpected effect."

Another elder sighed.

Zhao Lin'an has the seed of killing intent, and when he fights, he can burst out with killing intent, which greatly improves his combat effectiveness.

But if it weren't for the enemy, the Killing Intent Seed would not be able to explode, and its combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced.

This battle with Ye Junlin was forced out of the strongest state.

Under such circumstances, the surging intent of war replaced the intent of killing.

Although it is still not as powerful as the Explosive Killing Intent Seed, the overall strength has improved again.

"Poof!!"

Between their discussions, Ye Junlin, who was half-kneeling, couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Although he didn't have many injuries on the outside, he was already injured internally.

"Three swords in a row, one sword is stronger than the other, and he deserves to be the first among the disciples!"

Ye Junlin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up strongly, his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

The Three Swords Yin Yang Heavenly Sword Slashed, and he was already a little prostrate.

"You've lost."

Zhao Lin'an stood with his sword in his hand, although he was scarred and embarrassed, his momentum was like a rainbow.

"It's finally over."

"Senior Brother Zhao won, which is also expected."

"It's just that some of the victories this time are too miserable."

Hearing this, many of the disciples who were watching couldn't help but sigh.

However, before their discussion fell, their faces suddenly stiffened, just because they heard Ye Junlin's words-

"I may not lose!"

Ye Junlin stared at Zhao Lin'an and exhaled deeply, but his tone was arrogant!

"Huh?"

"Senior Brother Zhao is getting braver and braver, he is getting weaker and weaker, how dare he say such things!"

"Die to save face, if you continue to fight, Senior Brother Zhao is afraid that he will be killed if he misses!"

Many disciples, after a short period of shock, couldn't help but laugh.

"You don't have the strength to fight anymore!"

Zhao Linan couldn't help frowning, the two sides discussed, and the point was enough.

"Your sword, I can dodge at will...... Ahem......"

Ye Junlin smiled lightly, but coughed weakly twice, and said, "But I want to see how powerful you are, so I took it hard." ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar and boos.

"Who wouldn't brag!"

"I lost the fight with others, and I also said I could avoid it, but I just didn't want to avoid it, hahahaha, how ridiculous!"

"Originally, I saw that he was on a par with Senior Brother Zhao, and I still admired him a little, but it turned out that he was also a guy who couldn't afford to lose!"

"I just looked at him!"

The ridicule was incessant.

Ye Junlin didn't pay attention to this, just stared at Zhao Lin'an calmly, and the aura on his body slowly spread again.

Zhao Linan knew that this meant to continue to learn.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Lin'an suddenly turned his head and let out an angry roar at the disciples watching the battle below.

Suddenly, the scene fell silent.

No one dared to speak.

Zhao Lin'an looked at Ye Junlin at this time: "Do you really want to continue?" ”

"Seriously."

Ye Junlin's gaze calmed down.

"The next sword will be stronger than before!"

Zhao Lin'an's tone was solemn.

"I'm not afraid."

Ye Junlin's tone was cold and arrogant.

"Okay, then let's move on...... Let's take it! ”

Zhao Lin'an took a deep breath, slammed the soles of his feet on the ground, and his figure suddenly flew up.

Swish!

In the void, he was like a white crane with bright wings, and once again swung a sword light.

This sword is stronger than before!

And yet—

"Space-time shift!"

In Ye Junlin's eyes, the essence light flashed, and the figure disappeared suddenly.

Swish!

appeared again, without warning, and came to Zhao Lin'an's side strangely.

The Burial Sky Sword was placed in front of his throat.

Half an inch further and you can cut your throat!

In just a moment, the winner has been decided!

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