Chapter 1005

“It’s okay, I have a deep sense of doing this.”

Seeing Lin Yun hesitating, Protector Mei smiled calmly.

Oh?

What Lin Yun thought of, could it be that this sword could temporarily restrain his aura, and would not let the Canglong Sword’s might leak out.

Without hesitation at the moment, he stretched out his hand and took the sword out of the box, but his heart suddenly stopped when he was about to take the hilt in his right hand.

Body of Broken Sword!

I haven’t broken the sword for a long time, and Lin Yun almost forgot his weird physique. It would be a big sin to destroy the light sword.

Protector Mei smiled and said, “You don’t need to draw a sword, you can feel it.”

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, holding the scabbard in his right hand, and slowly closing his eyes.

Wow!

Suddenly, an icy breath passed through the scabbard into the palm of his hand, and immediately spread throughout his body. Lin Yun felt that his body temperature and heat had been swallowed by the sword.

It’s cold.

When the whole body was cold, Lin Yun couldn’t help shivering, and waited until he opened his eyes. When Si Xueyi and the others looked at him, the look in his eyes became quite strange, and Lin Yun looked quite ordinary in their eyes.

Just now, the blue dragon loomed in his steps, and the terrifying vision of the dragon’s eyes as sharp as a sword light, disappeared. Don’t talk about these visions, except that there is no change in appearance, Lin Yun now makes people feel like a mortal without a cultivation base.

He seemed to have absorbed all the light, which was extremely shocking.

Lin Yun noticed the vision on his body, and quickly put down the lightsaber, and found that the cultivation base was still there, except that the blood was slightly cold. There was nothing wrong with it.

“What’s going on?” Lin Yun asked curiously.

Protector Mei collected the sword and explained: “This sword was changed to Hanguang from the original name. It is considered an ancient treasure. After obtaining it, the ancestor discovered its many magical uses. One of them is that it can swallow the light of the world, and wait until the sword is drawn. Show your edge, then change your name to Hanguang. You have not been recognized by this sword, and you can’t completely cover up the breath on your body, but you should have no worries in a day.”

Other people secretly smacked their tongues, apparently it was the first time they knew such secrets, and there were indeed many secrets in the Lingxiao sword pavilion.

As for the nameless ancestor sword, it is a mythical character, which makes people look up to.

“Let’s go. Today, you don’t need to go to war, just take a break and watch the collision of these arrogant leaders. The first ten wars, these enchanting evildoers are bound to fight extremely tragically, and the sparks from the collision are precious inspirations for you, just perfect your… …Secret Art.”

Protector Mei also didn’t know what Lin Yun had realized, so he could only temporarily replace it with a secret technique.

Lin Yun has this intention, and the seed quota is in hand, it would be too wasteful to make good use of it.

“Hey, the number of seeds is cool, watching the fire from the other side, watching their endless fighting. Not only can I gain insights into martial arts, but also find their flaws. This feast of dragons is really interesting.”

Feng Ye said with a smile, but what he said was the truth.

If the number of seeds were not so attractive, the previous battles of the four groups would not be so tragic, and Lin Tao in Xuanyang Palace would not humiliate Lin Yun in public.

There was no war today, and a few people looked relaxed, talking and laughing, and walked towards Jiulong Lake.

When everyone rushed to Jiulong Lake, there was already a crowd of people in the spectator stand, full of voices and excitement.

When Lin Yun appeared, he couldn’t help but cheer again, and countless eyes fell on this peerless dark horse. With a fanatical look in his eyes, Lin Yun’s current popularity has completely surpassed the Three Little Kings, and the moment he appeared, many people were even crazy for him.

Such a terrifying popularity does not mean that everyone thinks that Lin Yun already has the strength comparable to the three little kings.

It’s just that Lin Yun is too legendary, he came from a humble background, and his deeds have been fermenting during this period of time. The identity of the sword slave was dug out by the good people, after all, this matter was not a secret in Leizhou in the Great Qin Empire.

From such a humble background, he has won a streak in the feast of dragons and has not lost a game. Among the four groups of battles, they defeated Nangong night jade and won the title of the strongest swordsman among the young generations in the ancient South China, which is a legend.

In addition to the identity of the Sword Slave, many of his deeds in the Ancient South China Region have also been unearthed. The five courts in Youzhou City are fighting against each other, and they are slamming the sky in the dry sea.

But the most exciting thing is that one person and one sword in Leizhou slaughtered the Seven Shows of Tianling.

Most of the warriors who have been to Leizhou know the virtues of the local leaders, and outsiders have often been bullied.

The feat that can be done like Lin Yun’s Qixiu in Tianling, but no one can do it.

Even though Lin Yun had already taken his seat, the noises on the scene were still one after another, and there were endless discussions. Such popularity aroused many people’s envy, and of course there were also people who were jealous. Yan Longzi in the Sky Demon Pavilion had a gloomy expression without saying a word.

In my heart, I sneered, letting you jump for a few more days, and the higher you stand, the harder you will fall.

He had made up his mind, and in the last round of the match, he would never give him a way to survive when he encountered Lin Yun. It must be severely ravaged in public, and it must be the greatest humiliation to Lin Yun in front of Yue Weiwei.

The noisy atmosphere on the scene, waited until the referee came on stage and announced the start of the first ten wars before it stopped a little bit.

Everyone’s attention is focused on the arena. Although the four top-seeded players are exempt from this round, the first ten battles are still quite interesting.

Let’s talk about the competition system first. Sixteen people compete for six top ten places and more than half of them will be eliminated. And those who can get to this point are either extremely bright rookie dark horses, or Nanhua Qiying, or veteran masters like Wu Xiaotian.

In short, no one is weak.

Among them, the biggest attraction is naturally the battle between the old and the new, the magic sword Zhu Qingshan, the immortal Xiaoqiang Fang Hanluo, the fairy Yue Weiwei, and the thunder sword Bai Lixuan. Whether these four can go further as rookies, they must face Li Mubai, Jiang Ziye, and Jue. Chen, Yang Lie, these seven Southern Chinese heroes.

If it was before the feast of dragons began, no one would be optimistic about these people, but now it is not easy to say.

The first ten wars officially started, and the first round was fierce. Magic Blade Zhu Qingshan faced Li Mubai of Heavenly Sword Sect.

Li Mubai was humiliated by Lin Yun hanging on the statue of Shenlong because he was defeated by a sword before, and his popularity compared with Nangong night jade was a big drop.

It was also defeated by Lin Yun, but Nangong Night Jade did not lose much popularity. After all, the battle was quite thrilling. Lin Yun was very strong, but no one would think that Nangong Night Jade was a weak one.

As for Li Mubai, in the hearts of everyone, he has almost fallen to the level of Jifeng, the bottom of Qiying.

“hateful.”

Li Mubai ascended to the dragon platform, obviously felt his voice, much weaker than before and almost nothing.

On the contrary, Zhu Qingshan, the magic sword, appeared on the scene, causing a burst of exclamations. Now everyone knows this ruthless person. The dead souls who died under the sword, there are too many enchanting leaders with names and surnames, those people looked down on him a little before they fought, but the result was extremely miserable.

After a simple salute, the two began to fight each other.

Zhu Qingshan was a little unexpected, and the momentum shown in the first ten battles was actually weaker than the group, which seemed quite stable.

After a while, the two fought hundreds of moves.

The sword confrontation, the true essence turbulent, can be regarded as thrilling, but no one can help anyone.

But after another hundred moves, Zhu Qingshan became more and more fierce in the battle, the black magic enveloping his whole body was as dazzling as a stream of light. His sword technique highlights the word “ghost”, which means both deceit and evil. The light of the sword remaining in the air is as terrible as the tentacles of a ghost.

Li Mubai obviously felt a little strenuous. After ten moves, Zhu Qingshan slashed the sharp sword in his hand, and his face turned pale immediately.

The knife in Zhu Qingshan’s hand is very long and straight, and looks like a long sword, but it only opens with a single edge. It looked a bit like a horizontal sword, with some improvements. The body of the sword was branded with black spiritual patterns, exuding a cold and extremely cold black magic energy.

Li Mubai, who had lost his weapon, was cut three times by Zhu Qingshan in an instant, and he couldn’t get down in mid-air.

After three stabs, his body protector Zhenyuan shattered, and an extremely hideous wound was cut on his chest, with bones visible.

Seeing that the last knife was about to fall, Li Mubai’s facial features were twisted, and he slapped the blade with all his strength. The person vomited blood in midair and was shocked out again, but he finally got some chance to breathe.

“I surrender.”

It was almost like a race against death, Li Mubai said quickly.

Under the hood, Zhu Qingshan’s grimace mask covered half of his face, and his eyes showed a pity.

After swallowing the opponent’s black and yellow energy, Zhu Qingshan’s hoarse voice sneered: “Lin Yun is right, you are really rubbish, if I hadn’t taken a little bit of sharpness, I would have lost ten strokes for you with all my strength.”

Li Mubai breathed out blood, his face turned blue and red, but he was unable to refute it.

Winner, loser, lose is that.

No matter how famous you were before, being trampled underfoot will only be humiliated.

Lin Yun, who was perfecting the sword power of the Canglong sword in the spectator stand, naturally did not miss this match, it was just a pity.

This Zhu Qingshan was obviously more cautious in the first ten wars, as he said, he reduced his sharpness a lot, and did not see much clues.

However, this man’s sword technique is indeed very strong, and his method of condensing evil spirits is different from that of Ji Wuye and Wu Xiaotian in the Bloodshang Pavilion, and his origins are quite strange.

Lin Yun doubted whether this person was a warrior from the Southern Territory.

After this battle was over, everyone had no time to remember, and the second battle began.

“Fang Hanluo vs. Juechen!”

The referee’s voice fell, and there was a burst of laughter at the scene, and the matchup was interesting.

In the group battle, Hanluo relied on Juechen to support himself and refused to admit defeat. In Despair, his cultivation base skyrocketed, breaking through to the half-step Tianpu realm, and then laughed and confessed without waiting for Juechen’s reaction.

Juechen’s face was immediately blackened, and many people were deeply impressed. When he reappeared on the stage, everyone laughed tacitly.

“Hehe, Brother Juechen, we meet again, you have to be careful in this battle.”

Fang Hanluo grinned and said carelessly.

Juechen looked at the opponent’s face and became angry. After closing his eyes and calming his emotions, he slowly opened his eyes and said coldly: “Stop talking nonsense, I won’t give you any more chances in this battle. ”

Lin Yun’s eyes narrowed in the audience, he didn’t intend to miss any details in this battle.

Fang Hanluo is a terrible and powerful enemy. He doesn’t believe in the theory of luck. No one can always make a breakthrough between life and death.

Lin Yun couldn’t either. Although he had many experiences of coming to life from desperation, each time was separated for a long time.

Unlike this Fang Hanluo, it has only been a long time since the feast of the dragons, this person has made more than ten breakthroughs, and anyone who has no luck against the sky should have died a long time ago.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!