Duan Yan listened, as if he had heard something ridiculous, and looked up to the sky and laughed.

"I thought you wanted to say something, but I didn't want it to be such childish words, putting aside the gap between you and my cultivation, do you think the weapon made of ordinary iron in your hand can withstand the destruction of the divine weapon in my hand?"

Lin Yu was silent, indeed, the "borrowed" long sword in his hand was made of mortal iron, and it was not as good as the divine weapon in Duan Yan's hand that had been forged by the Immortal Family.

With that blow just now, the long sword in his hand had already cracked a gap in the blade, and the gap was flushed red, and it was melted off a lot by the scorching heat.

Lin Yu's body moved slightly, ignoring the damage to the sword body in his hand, and fought with Duan Yan for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye.

Duan Yan's expression was over, since he "borrowed" the weapon in Lin Yu's hand, he felt that Lin Yu's attack was very strange, and he was obviously inferior to himself in terms of cultivation.

Even if Lin Yu had some secret method that had increased his speed and strength to the point where he was only slightly inferior to himself, Duan Yan found that it was still difficult to attack and resist.

Often the moment before he wanted to attack, Lin Yu seemed to have a premonition of his next move, so he dodged in advance, and hid his own weak point to attack.

Duan Yan felt that Lin Yu was like a natural combat genius, always able to learn from the experience of continuous battles, so as to adjust his combat posture in time.

Such enemies are terrifying, because you have no idea how amazing the enemy will grow with every passing moment.

"Is that young man really just at the pinnacle of the Void Realm?"

In the rest place of the players in the audience, Liao Jun, who was resting and recuperating, looked at Lin Yu, who was in the ring and was indistinguishable from Duan Yan, a cultivator of the Eagle Xiang Sect, and said in disbelief.

"He's really just a peak cultivator like us. ”

Murong Xiao, who had recovered from meditation beside Liao Jun, also said to him with a deep look of surprise on his face.

"Unfortunately, I was still annoyed that I was injured in the quarterfinals against Yu Qinghua and failed to enter the semifinals. ”

Liao Jun said with a wry smile: "I don't want to, even if I get into the semi-finals by luck, once I fight against this young man who suddenly appeared, I will only have the fate of defeat." ”

"Hahaha, you don't have to be too discouraged, at your age and me, you can reach the peak of entering the virtual realm, you can already be regarded as a genius, but that person is a pervert. ”

Murong Xiao patted Liao Jun's back and smiled heartily.

It's just that behind this smile, Murong Xiao's heart was a little mixed, his eyes looked at Lin Yu in the ring with some complicated feelings, and thought to himself.

"Lin Yu, Lin Yu, is it possible that in the competition with me, do you still have some strength retained?"

Lin Yu didn't know that the strength he was showing so far had taken the audience by surprise, because throughout the ages, few people could break the gap in the realm and fight against each other.

I don't want to be today, but the people of Meaux have witnessed all this.

"Ah...h

Duan Yan, who was fighting fiercely with Lin Yu in the ring, suddenly burst into a shout full of anger.

In the middle of the fierce battle, the lilac spiritual power in Duan Yan's body overflowed wildly, surging violently towards the long sword in his hand.

Since he stepped into the Peering Realm Cultivator, he had never tried such a fiery battle, especially since the other party was only a minor monk who had entered the peak of the Void Realm, so where did his dignity as a Voyeur Realm Monk go?

As if sensing the anger of his master, the raging fire of the long sword suddenly skyrocketed, and a slash mixed with Duan Yan's anger slashed towards Lin Yu from top to bottom.

Lin Yu was holding the Fan Sword in his right hand, and was about to resist it, when his eyes suddenly shrank, and he found that this blow of this Yan was too violent, and the Fan Sword in his hand could not resist it.

"Wow."

With a bang, as Duan Yan's fire sword collided with Lin Yu's mortal long sword, the already mutilated mortal long sword in Lin Yu's hand broke in response.

Lin Yu had to distance himself from Duan Yan in the moment that the mortal long sword had won for himself.

"Hahaha, boy, now that your sword is broken, I'll see what you do next. ”

Duan Yan laughed out loud with a hideous face.

Looking at his appearance, he seems to have been suppressed by Lin Yu for too long, and there are dark clouds in his heart, and he has nowhere to vent his boredom, anxiety, and restlessness.

"Who told you that I only have a long sword?"

Lin Yu laughed wildly at Duan Yan and said to him expressionlessly.

"Huh?"

Duan Yan stopped laughing, frowned slightly, and looked at Lin Yu with some puzzlement in his eyes.

"Since one mortal sword can't be successful, then what if it's dozens, hundreds, thousands of mortal swords?"

Lin Yu didn't say this to Duan Yan, but muttered to himself.

"What? What are you talking about?"

Duan Yan vaguely heard Lin Yu muttering something to himself, and said with a rude smile: "Hahaha, aren't you afraid that you were stupid by me and started talking nonsense?"

Before his words fell, the next moment he was a little stunned, because he heard the crowd below the ring start to sound "Buzz, Buzz, Buzz." Ringing.

The sound sounded like the sound of the blade and scabbard slapping against each other in the cavity wall, violently vibrating.

Yes, if Lin Yu, who doesn't know anything about magic tricks and doesn't practice any magic tricks, has any tricks.

That is through the connection between the primordial power in the body and all things, coupled with his own mastery of subtle power, so as to achieve the ability to make mortal swords like an arm, which is Lin Yu's biggest hole card.

"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang..."

One after another long swords were under Lin Yu's skillful control, and before their owners could react, they were unwilling to be lonely and unsheathed, and in Duan Yan's stunned eyes, thousands of long swords turned into a rain of swords in the sky and gathered in front of Lin Yu.

"It's... This... This.... ”

Duan Yan's face was demented, and his mouth trembled and said a few words that were not in chapters.

At this moment, the audience couldn't help but hold their breath, even the noisy dispute had spread to the middle of the arena, and the people who were about to leave to walk back saw the sword shadow in the sky, their eyes widened, and they were speechless for a long time.

Even in the guest seats, the elders, who have always been old and steady, couldn't help but breathe shortly and stood on their faces for a long time.

"What?"

Li Wen saw the sword shadows in the sky behind Lin Yu, and stood up directly from the seat.

"This son is really a talent that can be created, Brother Mo, what do you think of this son?"

Zheng Yuan, the resident elder of the Kanli faction, asked Mo Shu with an appreciative face.

"The Imperial Envoy Mortal Artifacts are the ability of cultivating the truth and stepping into the virtual realm, but the Imperial Envoy Mortal Artifacts have always been regarded as a small trick by cultivators such as us, and it is not enough to attract attention. ”

Mo Shu thought for a moment and spoke.

"The reason why this ability has been buried is because it takes a lot of spiritual power to envoy mortal artifacts, and ordinary people are already struggling to envoy two or three mortal artifacts.

And when fighting with a cultivator with a mortal artifact in his hand, he can't withstand the impact of the cultivator's power at all, and he will turn into a pile of scrap iron.

This son is very human, and the reserves of spiritual power in his body are far beyond the same level, and the subtle control of strength and spiritual power has reached a terrifying level, so he can reach the level of thousands of mortal sword weapons.

This kind of trick is no longer a small trick, looking at the long history of the cultivation realm, I am afraid that only this person can do this. ”

"Well, Brother Mo is the same as I guessed, fortunately, he has the main magic weapon and the master's spiritual imprint, and he is not controlled by outsiders, and this young man cannot be the envoy.

Otherwise, this little trick of this young man is afraid that it has already risen to the level of advanced skills, but even so, I am still very much looking forward to the day when this son will grow up!"

Zheng Yuan looked at Lin Yu in the ring with blazing eyes, stroked his long white beard and smiled.

"Boy, you're too arrogant!"

Duan Yan clenched the blazing long sword in his hand with both hands, and his face was full of hideous and ugly faces, and he gritted his teeth and said to Lin Yu.

His hands were clenched so hard that they were a little white from overexertion, and he didn't know it.

"Will I lose?"

A voice echoed in Duan Yan's heart.

"No, I'm not going to lose. ”

Duan Yan muttered to himself as if he was crazy, his eyes stared at Lin Yu not far ahead, the spiritual power in his body began to surge wildly, and both hands holding the hilt of the sword could see the overflow of lilac spiritual power, and then it was absorbed by the long sword in his hand.

In an instant, the long sword burning with raging fire in Duan Yan's hand seemed to turn into a fiery dragon more than ten meters long and wrapped around his body.

His move seemed to be forced, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his eyes, mouth and nose, and the clothes on his body began to smell a little burnt in such high temperatures.

"Stinky boy, I want you to die!"

With a wave of the long sword in Duan Yan's hand, the Flame Dragon, which was more than ten meters long, wrapped around his body, instantly broke out of his body and attacked Lin Yu with a silent roar.

"Alas... Why bother?"

A sigh came out of Lin Yu's mouth.

The sword shadows that were levitating behind him, as if they were believers, surrounded by their kings, immediately converged into a sword shadow dragon tens of meters long, and collided with Duan Yan's Flame Dragon.

"Bang..."

Lin Yu's Sword Shadow Dragon collided with Duan Yan's Fierce Dragon Jiaolong with a deafening sound, and the Fan Pin Long Sword was partially melted in an instant when it encountered the high temperature of the fire, dripping metal liquid on the ground.

However, Lin Yu's Sword Shadow Dragon was victorious in number, and under the advantages of one and the other, it was on par with Duan Yan's Flame Dragon.

Sparks splashed in the ring, and the melted mortal long sword also flew everywhere under the collision with the fire dragon, and Elder Cao Yan under the ring saw this, so he had to reinforce the barrier on the ring again to prevent the crowd from being harmed.

After a while, the pungent and unpleasant gray mist that had risen after the metal solution came into contact with the ground dissipated, and the surrounding crowd all looked at the ring that had been melted away by the metal solution with wide eyes, for fear of missing something.

"Tick-tock. ”

A drop of blood dripped from Duan Yan's nose and mouth.

Looking around, I saw that Duan Yan, who was still standing in the ring, had long since lost the high-spirited appearance he had just started, and his clothes were scorched in many places.

His hair was so scattered and scattered, and his eyes were blank and he held the long sword that had melted away, leaving only the hilt, and the whole person looked very depressed.

And Lin Yu's figure was behind him at the moment, and his right hand with broken sleeves was still holding the only remaining mortal long sword, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at the back of Duan Yan's head.