And except for a few fanatical fans, only Lin Qiqi and others pressed Lin Yun, and they also pressed all their savings, they have absolute confidence in Lin Yun, and they want to take this opportunity to make a profit.

Lin Qiqi looked at Bingqian and the others "crazy", and couldn't help reminding: "I can tell you in advance, if Brother Lin Yun loses, you will cry." ”

Bing Qian said nonchalantly: "How could Lin Yun lose, and even if he loses, it doesn't matter, anyway, he is so rich, just let him compensate us when the time comes." ”

Lin Qiqi said: "Then you are thinking too much." ”

Feng Yang smiled: "It's really strange, why don't you believe your brother Lin Yun this time?"

Lin Qiqi said: "Who said I don't believe it? I'm just thinking about it for you, if you are afraid of losing a drop left, just press him to win in my name, so that no matter whether you win or lose, you will not lose." ”

Bingqian smiled: "It turns out that someone has no money on him and can't suppress his lover brother to win, so he came up with this idea!"

Lin Qiqi's face turned red, she went up to scratch her itch, and said while scratching, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

But although she said so, she did have some chagrin in her heart, she really didn't bring any money this time, and along the way, she had little money left, and now she wanted to bet a little money to support Lin Yun.

Bingqian avoided her itch, threw out a bag of gold coins, and said, "I'll borrow you first, and I'll pay me back if I win." ”

Lin Qiqi choked happily, stepped forward and kissed Bingqian, and then happily took the gold coin to bet Lin Yun.

At this time, someone shouted: "Look, they are starting to fight!"

Everyone looked over when they heard the sound, only to see that with a slight wave of his hand, the red sand around his body turned into a whirlwind of human sand, attacking towards Lin Yun.

"Shawhirl!"

Some people recognize the martial art used by Wuji, which is a top-level martial art of the Xuan Rank, and very few people in the Chisha Sect have practiced it.

"Look at that boy!"

Someone shouted again, only to see that Lin Yun did not dodge or dodge, and the fiery red true qi around his body turned into a whirlwind of flames, colliding with the whirlwind of sand that realized himself.

What was shocking was that Lin Yun's whirlwind of flame actually had the upper hand, and he quickly wiped out Wuji's whirlwind of sand, and then attacked towards Wuji.

Wuji frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "Not bad, it seems that your martial art must be a ground-level martial art." ”

After he finished speaking, a frenzied and greedy gaze flashed in the depths of his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

Although he hid his desire for earth-level martial arts very well, Lin Yun still caught his gaze very easily, and then chuckled, "Do you want it very much?" ”

Hearing this, Wuji slowly put away his smile and sneered, "Do you think I don't have a ground-level martial art?"

"Oh?"

Lin Yun frowned slightly, only to see that as soon as Wuji's words fell, a large amount of crimson true qi began to appear on his body, covering the entire sky. Immediately, these crimson true qi turned into crimson sand, exuding a strong scorching smell, as if it was about to roast people.

"Let me give you a taste of being buried in the sea of sand today!" said Wuji slowly.

As his voice fell, the sea of red sand that covered the entire sky swooped down towards Lin Yun.

This scene shocked everyone watching the battle from a distance.

"Oh my God! That's the waves of the Sand Sea! It is said to be the only ground-level martial art in the Chisha Sect, but I didn't expect Wuji to succeed in cultivating!"

"It seems that there is no suspense in this battle, he is only an eight-rank Venerable after all, even if he creates two miracles, it is impossible to defeat the four-rank King Venerable. ”

"In the face of this wave of the sand sea, even if the fourth rank Wang Zun is not careful, he will lose his life, this young man is in danger. ”

Listening to the discussions of the people around them, Bingqian and the others' faces turned slightly pale. Although Lin Yun had defeated the Four-Rank King Venerable, it was also a desperate effort to do it.

Although Lin Yun was a seventh-rank king-honored at that time, and now he has broken through to eighth-rank, the gap between the seventh-rank and eighth-rank is not big, and the increase in his combat power is not much, so it is still very dangerous to face the fourth-rank king-honored again.

Just now, everyone thought that Lin Yun would definitely be able to win, but they were just pretending to be relaxed, in order to suppress the tension in their hearts and force themselves to be calm.

Lin Qiqi's eyes stared in that direction without blinking, and Feng Yang comforted when she saw this: "You don't have to worry too much, Senior Brother Lin has been surprising us, and this time he will not disappoint us." ”

Lin Qiqi smiled at her, making Feng Yang slightly stunned, because she didn't see anything like worry or nervousness in her eyes.

Lin Qiqi said: "I don't know if Brother Lin Yun can beat him, but it is absolutely impossible for him to hurt Brother Lin Yun, after all, he is just a mere fourth-grade king." ”

Everyone around was stunned by her words, Sipin Wangzun, it's just a mere thing, who is this girl? Who gave her the courage to say such a thing.

A young man stood up and said coldly: "Little girl, don't talk nonsense, it's just a seven-rank venerable, and you dare to look down on Wang Zun." We realize that our senior brother will definitely win, and that young man who doesn't know what to do will definitely die a miserable death, and there are no bones left. ”

Lin Qiqi looked at the young man who was speaking, frowned, and said, "You are from the Chisha Sect?"

The young man said proudly: "That's right, I am Lu Ren of the Chisha Sect, if you kneel down and apologize now, I can spare you once." ”

Lin Qiqi's gaze gradually turned cold, and said, "You spare me, you rob us, I haven't said I want to spare you!"

As she spoke, she took out her Flower Bone Sword and attacked the boy.

The young man was not afraid at all, and burst out with the powerful aura of his Ten Rank Venerable, with a hint of contempt on his face, he also drew a sword and met it head-on.

The two began to fight, and Feng Yang wanted to go up to help, but was stopped by Bingqian. Bingqian said: "Let her fight, what she said in her mouth was relaxed, but in fact, she was still very nervous in her heart, this young man was unlucky, he would lose very badly." ”

So Fengyang stopped, but he still waited for it, if Lin Qiqi was really invincible, she would come forward to help at any time.

The young man named Lu Ren was still relatively delicate, but when he attacked, he showed his obscene nature, and every sword stabbed at Lin Qiqi's chest, lower body and other vital parts. And his purpose was not to hurt Lin Qiqi, but to puncture her clothes to humiliate her.

Lin Qiqi was angered by his actions, she no longer kept her hand, she turned into a purple-red flower, wrapped in the purple-red flower bone sword, and attacked Lu Ren.

Lu Ren's face changed slightly, he didn't expect her to turn into a flower by herself, he stabbed a few times in a panic, but he couldn't hurt those flowers anyway, so he was surrounded by those petals.

"Condensation!"

A faint voice came out, and the petals that surrounded Lu Ren instantly solidified together, and then Lu Ren let out a miserable scream, and there was no more sound.

The purple-red petals slowly changed into Lin Qiqi's appearance, she glanced at Lu Ren who was wrapped in a cocoon, and then looked at Lin Yun's side, ignoring him again.

"Lu Ren!"

A disciple of the Chisha Sect stepped forward to help, and it took a lot of effort to break the purple-red cocoon, and then Lu Ren collapsed to the ground.

They probed Lu Ren's breath and were relieved to find that although he was seriously injured and his bones were shattered, he was not in danger of his life. However, in this way, Lu Ren will have to lie in bed for at least half a year before he can resume his actions.

Those disciples looked at Lin Qiqi angrily, and some people scolded her, but after seeing Lin Qiqi's cold gaze, they suddenly stopped and carried Lu Ren into the distance.

This wonderful battle amazed everyone, but what attracted their attention even more was the battle between Lin Yun and Wuji.

At this time, the wave of the sand sea that Wuji had cast had completely slapped Lin Yun underground, and everyone was nervous about it, not knowing if Lin Yun could create a miracle again.

At this time, Wuji slowly lowered his hand into the crimson sea of sand, and then said softly: "Sand burial!"

Suddenly, a huge force was released from his palm, and it instantly spread throughout the entire sand sea. The sea of sand that was still wriggling suddenly solidified and became extremely hard, and if a person was in it, he was afraid that he would be oppressed to pieces.

This situation was naturally seen by those cultivators in the distance, and the cultivators who knew the situation turned a little pale, and said in a trembling voice: "It's Sha...... Sand burial!"

Some people who don't know about sand burials asked curiously, "What is sand burial?"

The one took a deep breath and said with a solemn face: "It is the strongest trick of the waves of the sand sea, it is said that it can freeze the entire sand sea, and the people buried in it will immediately be unable to bear the pressure and will be crushed." That boy is really finished. ”

His words made everyone present change color, and the faces of Wu Yifeng and the others turned pale in an instant, only Lin Qiqi was still staring at the crimson sea of sand, she didn't believe that her brother Lin Yun was defeated like this.

Sure enough, just as Na Wuji had just relaxed, a fiery red light suddenly appeared on the sea of red sand, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

But before he could react, the fiery red light instantly came to him, carrying a scorching temperature, instantly passing through his body, and then slowly turning into Lin Yun's figure.

Lin Yun's face was pale, his breath was short, and he quietly looked at Wuji, who was standing in front with his back to him. Everyone in the distance also stared at the two of them so tightly that they even stopped breathing.

Finally, Satoru's body slowly fell.