Chapter 1009

Is it a secret technique similar to the purpose of the candle dragon?

Or is it the sword intent that only swordsmen have?

Lin Yun was thoughtful, Fang Hanluo was not easy. He thought he should have seen this person thoroughly before, but he didn’t expect that there was still something he hadn’t seen through.

Obviously, facing the more powerful Jiulong Zhantian, he felt more pressure than Juechen, and had to use the hole cards at the bottom of the box.

Others might not have noticed that Lin Yun was a swordsman, but he saw it very clearly.

Both the Eye of the Candle Dragon and the Sword Intent can see the flaws of the opponent, the difference is that the former is a talent, and the latter is an ability to improve in the process of continuous cultivation. It’s like flying birds, monsters, and beasts that can fly in the sky by nature, while warriors need to pass the constant practice acquired from day to day. The difference is still very obvious.

And the Eye of the Candle Dragon is not just to see through everything, it can also observe the aura, distinguish between the real and the false, dissolve the illusion, and can even reach the limit of dozens of times or hundreds of times.

Regardless of the former or the latter, this Fang Hanluo shouldn’t be underestimated. Wu Xiaotian’s loss is not injustice.

“Fang Hanluo’s dragon shadow turned into a four-clawed golden dragon. The dragon shadow that hadn’t moved before turned out to be able to break through in the last ten powerful battles.”

“If there are four claws, there will be five claws, and five claws are nine feet. This clearly corresponds to the legendary Ninety-Five Supreme!”

“In this way, the dragon shadow that can be harvested at the top of the list may be the true dragon of the king, who completely refines the breath of the dragon in the starry sky.”

“Between the three little kings, I’m afraid they will fight quite fiercely. Once the dragon is refined, the gap will widen.”

“The show has begun!”

Compared to Lin Yun, others were obviously more concerned about the four-clawed golden dragon on Fang Hanluo. Both the four-clawed golden dragon and the golden dragon had undergone extremely obvious changes, which shocked people.

“A group of ants, only now understand the meaning of the top spot.”

A look of contempt flashed in Yu Haotian’s eyes on the purple moon cave seat. Under his gaze, it seemed that all the warriors on the spectator stand were like ants.

Can be easily pinched to death, effortlessly, even too lazy to watch.

Heavenly Demon Pavilion Yanlongzi’s eyes were also hot, he was carrying a trace of Yanlong blood, and this dragon breath meant too much to him.

Even Zao Wou-ki, who had always been low-key, had a flash of fire in his eyes.

The first battle of the ten strongest hegemony completely ignited the blood turbulent in the hearts of these enchanting evildoers, and it boiled completely.

The entire venue is also very enthusiastic, looking forward to the next fight.

At this moment, the Shengmeng referee solemnly said: “In this battle, Yue Weiwei is playing against Jiang Ziye!”

Wow!

The voice hadn’t completely fallen down, and there was a burst of noise on the scene, and there were only two women in the top ten. Both women have a lot of legends, especially Yue Weiwei is turned into a fairy. She is obviously an indispensable thing, but she smiles, but she does not dare to get too close.

Especially when I think about Qing Ruoyou’s end, it makes people know how miserable the beauty who smiles like a fairy will be after offending her.

As for Jiang Ziye, although her appearance is not as good as that of Yue Weiwei, she does not have a demeanor. She belongs to a woman with no shame. A heroic spirit can be seen in her, heroic and brave, but she still maintains the reserved and proud of the girl.

The two women are obviously not so close women, the former is a goblin that will lose their soul after a few more glances, and the latter can’t beat them even after thinking about it.

The two daughters also have some similarities. Whether it is Yue Weiwei and Lin Yun, or Jiang Ziye and Wu Xiaotian, they are a little bit ambiguous.

Their strength is superb, and the light does not know how many male leaders are overshadowed. They are superb, and when they fall on the Rising Dragon Terrace, they once again cause a huge noise.

“Jiang Ziye doesn’t know who can win against Yue Weiwei?”

“Yue Weiwei is unpredictable. Some of them use this feast of dragons as a playground. As for the strength, they are somewhat incomprehensible.”

“Jiang Ziye is very serious, but it is also difficult to say how much strength she has used. It is rumored that she has played against Yanlongzi undefeated in a hundred moves, so that the other party will retreat when it is difficult.”

“Hey, I said what you guys are doing so seriously. Both of them are stunning. Whether we win or lose in this battle, we will definitely not be disappointed.”

“That’s right, this battle is more interesting than Yue Weiwei vs. Shang Qing Ruoyou.”

There was a lot of discussion and interest in the spectator booth, which was far more lively than Wu Xiaotian against Fang Hanluo.

Even Lin Yun was quite interested, he obviously paid more attention to this battle than the last one, and perhaps he could see more of Yue Weiwei’s details.

What can be determined now is that Yue Weiwei, like Su Ziyao, Liu Qi, and Li Wuyou, all come from that Fang Dashi and have good origins.

It’s just the purpose, and it’s still unknown.

Lin Yun didn’t believe what she said about the escape of marriage. Perhaps the bigger reason was the mysterious ancient road in the starry sky.

On the stage, Jiang Ziye took the lead and said with a smile: “Sister Weiwei please be merciful. My sister is not good at dancing.”

Her posture was very low. The two had fought each other before for the top ten, but that was when the quota had been determined. It was just a test, far from being a real fight, and they didn’t use much real strength between each other.

This battle is related to the top ten rankings, but no one dares to care about it, and there will be no tie.

There is no end to win or lose.

“Then it depends on whether my sister is behaved or not.”

Yue Weiwei smiled mischievously, making it difficult to tell the truth from the fake. Will she play the little halo that embarrassed Qing Ruoyou again?

“Sorry, sister is not good.”

Jiang Ziye smiled faintly and took the lead.

Whoosh!

Her figure flickered, her clothes fluttered, as ethereal as a cloud rises and disappears, she took the lead with a hint of chill.

Feeling the pressure brought by Jiang Ziye, Yue Weiwei didn’t dare to underestimate it, and the jade flute pierced the void like a sword with a lingering light, and accompanied by the flute sound that the cold wind passed through.

Oooh!

As the hole of Yu Xiao was pierced out, the cold wind rushed through the Xiao sound, and in the blink of an eye, it slammed in front of Jiang Ziye.

“Jianyun hand!”

Jiang Ziye suddenly changed his moves, and the person suddenly stopped in the air, and when he raised his hand, he grabbed into the void.

boom!

In the sky, the clouds can be seen turning like a funnel, and with Jiang Ziye’s blow, a majestic suction is bursting out.

Click!

There were bursts in midair, but Yue Weiwei’s face changed slightly, and all the afterimages from the rapid retreat were captured by Jiang Ziye, looking as if the soul was sucked away.

So strong!

Everyone sucked in cold air. With such a shocking blow, most of the other leaders in the top 100 had to be captured directly. Jiang Ziye’s will of the cloud is really at an unpredictable level of cultivation, not just gathering and dispersing impermanence.

“cut!”

The counterattack did not work, and Yue Weiwei, who was being pushed back, twisted fiercely in the air, like a swaying bright red peony blooming, the boundless spring is full, and it seems that all the flowers are eclipsed at this moment.

The jade flute in her hand fell in the sky, bringing up a round of red arc light, like a half crescent moon falling in the sky, attacking Jiang Ziye again with a vast and distant artistic conception.

Wow!

When this blood-colored arc fell, there was a bright red light, covering the entire Rising Dragon Terrace, that light was gorgeous and presumptuous.

“receive!”

Jiang Ziye didn’t dare to be careless, his body fluttered gently like a willow leaf, and when he landed, boundless clouds and mist gathered.

“Thunder is bursting!”

When she released the boundless cloud and mist, the cloud group and the cloud group collided, bursting out countless dazzling purple electric lights.

Click!

That bright arc that fell like a half-quarter moon, under this terrifying electric light, was blown to pieces and mutilated.

“break!”

As soon as Jiang Ziye pointed it out, the remaining arc light was completely shattered, and the dazzling red light covering the entire Thanglongtai shattered at the same time.

“Sister is really not good at all!”

Yue Weiwei was shocked again in the air, and said bitterly, so pitiful.

But while he was in midair, using Yuxiao as his sword, the sword light that kept falling was more fierce than one. Everyone was surprised to find that Yue Weiwei’s swordsmanship was so accomplished, and the combination of her ingenuity and rhythm was quite different.

But it was Jiang Ziye that was even more shocking. Her cloud will was really terrifying, and it was so varied and vast as an abyss.

Rain, fog, thunder, and wind can all easily evolve with boundless white clouds, and the terrible visions of calling for rain, thunder and lightning, come at your fingertips and do whatever you want.

Even more exaggerated is that for each vision, she has realized the corresponding martial arts, not just relying on the vision to suppress the opponent.

“A bright moon is born on the sea!”

Suddenly, Jiang Ziye slapped it with another palm, the vast clouds and mist, the sea and the sky, and the bright moon falling. The boundless clouds and mist were like the surface of the sea, unbearable, a piece of stillness, reflecting the falling moon.

Bang!

With such an artistic conception, Yue Weiwei, who was constantly falling into the air with sword light, directly flew out. The sword wind is not there, and the Xiao Yin is very few.

Qiang Qiang!

In the inverted flight, Yue Weiwei finally put the Yuxiao between his lips, and the sound of the flute resounded like fairy sounds in the world. Her head full of blue silk danced like a waterfall, her smile narrowed, only the beauty between her eyebrows was overwhelming.

Accompanied by the misty tune of Xiao Yin, turbulent energy gathered around Yue Weiwei, and it was sound waves that kept gathering.

“Tianhuang Poyun points!”

An astonishing scene appeared in mid-air. The mysterious stone finger that defeated Wu Xiaotian before broke through the thick clouds. Only half of it was exposed, and it was dotted around Yue Weiwei’s body. In an instant, there was a loud noise bursting, and countless sound waves turned into beating bytes and emitted.

Yue Weiwei’s flute was completely interrupted, and the light on her body dissipated, like petals flying down.

“Stop fighting, sister you won.”

Yue Weiwei sighed and said with a pouting mouth.

“My younger sister accepted it.”

Jiang Ziye smiled slightly, the opponent still has the power of a fight, she can feel it.

“Hehe, sister is still pretty good.”

Yue Weiwei, who was still full of sorrow a moment ago, smiled and left the scene in a hurry.

In this battle, Jiang Ziye won!

But the spectators could see that Yue Weiwei really didn’t care much about winning or losing, and seemed to enjoy the process more.

Lin Yun in the audience showed thoughtfulness in his eyes.

Others only saw Yue Weiwei in the air just now, combining the rhythm and swordsmanship, which was refreshing. But Lin Yun had produced 108 swordsmanship from the total product, and if each swordmanship were truly unfolded, it would not be weaker than the Overlord Sword, or even stronger.

It’s just that the swordsmanship of the fairies is obviously not high. Although there are many swordsmanship, they have not cultivated to a very high level.

“This sister is interesting…”

Fang Hanluo’s eyes were the same different colors again and again, and he was surprised.

“In the next battle, Bai Lixuan will fight Zao Wou-Ki!”

The referee’s voice fell, and after a moment of silence, there was a sudden cry of thunder.

One of the three little kings finally appeared, Zao Wou-ki, who was still rather low-key, and his opponent was also the rookie Bai Lixuan who had extremely terrifying strength.

The impact from a rookie on the three little kings appeared for the first time.

Some watched this time!