The first thousand seven hundred and thirteen chapters of sword infatuation Zhao Yan

One thousand seven hundred and thirteen chapters

No. 1 on the Dragon List, who doesn’t want it?

Lin Yun is naturally no exception. With his personality, if he is still in Jianzong, he will definitely fight for the first place.

Either you don’t come, and you will fight for the first place when you come.

But right now, there is really no need to cause too much trouble. Watching the Six Great Sacred Grounds and the Fourth Young Master fight secretly for this first one, you will know how hot the first name is.

He is now sensitive and there is no need to fight too much.

But if there is a chance, it’s not a bad idea, Lin Yun is still very confident of the Turtle God Transformation.

Contestable but not controversial.

His current state is also quite special, and his nine-thousand-thousand-zhang dragon vein is too amazing.

The Dragon Tribulation came without paying attention to it. Lin Yun was not yet fully prepared to cross the Tribulation. He was not sure how terrifying the Nine Thousand-Zhang Long Tribulation was.

The most important thing is that Lin Yun has no bottom on his own strength.

He hasn’t played against a real master for more than half a year. He has no accurate judgment on how strong his strength is.

It’s definitely not accustomed to practice the Tao of Music for so long and suddenly switch over.

The Langya Grand Meeting was all a little joke, and compared with Ji Lingfeng and others, those people were still a little too far behind.

“Everyone who can participate in this martial arts tea party is a leader. I hope you don’t care about winning or losing. Even if you lose, you are not afraid of it. As long as you have some progress in martial arts perception, it is worthwhile to gain something.”

Qiushan-kun said loudly: “Today, under this dragon list, I don’t know who is the leader who dares to be the first to appear!”

“Hahaha, let me start! Ghost Yunzong Cheng Xiong is here, who wants to fight with me!”

Almost Qiu Shan Jun’s voice fell, and there was a figure that fell on the thunder and blood battle platform like lightning.

Cheng Xiong’s strength is very strong in the outside world, ranking within five thousand on the Long Yun list, but it is not so conspicuous in this Thunder Blood Plaza.

The purpose of his first appearance is also very clear, that is, to be the first to show his face and fight for his fame.

Otherwise, with his strength, if he appears in the middle of the stage, no one will remember him.

Moreover, this martial arts tea party is different from martial arts and arena battles, and the atmosphere is relatively friendly.

He is also a well-known leader on the Long List, ranking much higher than him, so he certainly disdains to shoot him. Those who are really willing to play against him must be ranked the same, or are ranked lower than him.

So the worst result is a little worse, and it won’t be ugly to lose.

“Zhong Ying in the Hanging Hall, I will meet you!”

brush!

A figure rose from the sky and came directly to the Thunder Blood Battle Platform.

The Hanging Hall and Ghost Yunzong are both forces of the Heavenly Evil Sea, and if you don’t count the background and Yaoguang, their overall strength is almost the same as Jianzong.

The two of them were separated by a hundred meters, and after bowing their hands, they burst into powerful auras in an instant.

The eyes became extremely sharp, each looking for the flaw in the other’s Qi machine.

Huh!

In the end, Cheng Xiong took the lead and killed him in a flash.

The two afterimages changed in mid-air, and the two quickly fought together, one using a spear and the other using a giant axe. The fight was extremely fierce.

Each cultivation base is in the eighth dragon vein, and the dragon vein is more than a thousand feet long.

It can be seen that the level of this martial arts tea party is indeed not low, and if two people walk out of the dragon vein, it will be thousands of feet.

Moreover, these two people have just entered the five thousand rankings on the Longyun list.

Of course, regardless of age, many dragon veins of two or three hundred-year-olds will stay on the list, covering the entire Eastern Desolation.

Once out of Thunderblood Square, the two of them walked out casually, both of them can be said to be young talents, and it is not too much to say an enchantment.

After half a stick of incense, Cheng Xiong, who used the giant axe, won and ended the fight.

The two made a good start, and then from the beginning, the leaders of the various sects of the Eastern Desolation appeared one after another.

Occasionally, there are even several matches going on at the same time.

The battle platform infested with the holy blood became extremely hot, and even stars were sacrificed when the battle was the fiercest. Various ghost-level martial arts have erupted with terrifying visions, which opened eyes to many people.

On Jianzong’s side, Jian Chi Zhao Yan, Big Brother Gu Ruochen, Gongsun Yan and others could not bear to end.

Except for Zhao Yan’s victory, everyone else lost.

This is also normal!

After all, they were all the evil spirits of Long Yunbang, and they had only left the deserted ancient battlefield for half a year, and it hadn’t been a year before they were fully settled.

It’s very good to be able to fight these dragon list evildoers very vigorously.

Give them some more time, they can definitely grow up.

Besides, Zhao Yan won!

“This guy is still the same as before.”

Under the hat, Lin Yun looked at Zhao Yan in the distance and said softly.

Zhao Yan had no gods in his eyes, staring at the battle platform, but his eyes did not have any focus, as if he was asleep.

It seems that the previous victory was a trivial matter.

Lin Yun believed that if one day he mastered the sword intent of the sky, with this obsession and simplicity, Zhao Yan would definitely be able to master the sword heart.

The tea party continued, and the leader of the Holy Land also appeared.

However, the few people in the lead, perhaps because of the appearance of the dragon list, all appeared to be quite cautious and forbearing.

Lin Yun has no interest in other sects.

After that, Jianzong had a few more people on the stage, but they all lost without exception, and even Mu Xueqin lost when she appeared on the stage. Her opponent was Cheng Xiong who took the lead in the battle.

Lin Yun frowned slightly, Jianzong’s golden generation was destroyed eighteen years ago, and his vitality is still a bit too hurt.

This led to the generation of the dragon vein realm super masters, and now this group of new generations still has too short a time to grow up.

“Is Jianzong at this level?”

The winning Cheng Xiong raised a smile, looked back, and said softly: “It’s not addictive, there are still people who will fight with me again!”

Some people like to pick soft persimmons, and Cheng Xiong is this type of person.

Although Jianzong’s overall strength is not strong, his background is astonishing, and Yaoguang is famous throughout the Eastern Famine.

Pinch such a soft persimmon, the sense of existence is still quite strong.

Sure enough, Cheng Xiong’s provocation immediately attracted the attention of many people.

“Jian Jingtian became the king of heaven, the whereabouts of the funeral boy is unknown, and Jianzong lacks a leader, so it is still not very popular.”

“It’s quite embarrassing to say that this martial arts tea party can be so lively, because the sword is shaking the sky, but today the sword sect has no sense of existence.”

“The sky is shaking away, the burial flower is hard to sing, Yaoguang has no one to succeed!”

Some people whispered and even read out a limerick. However, most people have a rather pitiful look, and don’t look down upon them too much.

It’s just a little embarrassing that even Cheng Xiong can provoke the prestigious Jianzong.

If Jian Jingtian is still there, let alone Cheng Xiong, the four gentlemen present and the people from the Six Great Sacred Lands, together, dare not fart.

Jianzong and others looked embarrassed, just when Ye Ziling couldn’t help it.

“I will meet you.”

Zhao Yan stood up, stunned, and landed on the thunder and blood battle platform again.

Huh!

Without any nonsense, Zhao Yan drew his sword and swept over.

Qiang Qiang!

The holy sword collided with the giant axe, colliding with dazzling sparks, and the figures of the two were about to make an extremely piercing sound.

After dozens of moves, Cheng Xiong held the giant axe in both hands and rushed into the past again.

boom!

His eight-fold dragon vein cultivation has exploded, and Zhao Yan, whose cultivation is at a disadvantage, suffers a lot.

Before the giant axe fell, it was shaken back several steps by the air wave.

boom!

However, Zhao Yan finally blocked this blow.

He was very calm, always looking for the opponent’s flaws, a sword stabbed in the weakest place of the opponent’s offensive, breaking this move with the strongest edge.

Cheng Xiong was shocked, and his moves couldn’t help becoming more fierce.

Cheng Xiong had the upper hand in the scene, but Zhao Yan could always find the best time to release his sword, and he would come first when he was in danger.

With this change, Cheng Xiong’s mood gradually became confused.

Can’t go on like this anymore!

“Open Heaven Slash!” Cheng Xiong shouted loudly, offering a ghost-level killer move, and the majestic Long Yuan evolved into a vast and boundless terrifying vision.

Amidst the chaos, a giant axe opens the sky, and three thousand stars bloom at the same time.

But who knows, facing this majestic blow, Zhao Yan is still in danger. Others swiftly swung their swords on the spot, and a group of silhouettes burst out of him, and those silhouettes wandered away like ink-and-ink brushstrokes.

“mysterious!”

When the giant axe fell, he backhanded a sword, and an ancient mysterious character appeared.

boom!

The giant axe fell on the sword body like a mountain, and the sword body shuddered slightly and bounced it back directly.

Puff!

Unexpectedly, Cheng Xiong was defeated on the spot, vomiting blood.

“What kind of sword…”

Cheng Xiong fell to the ground, and there was a hideous wound on his chest, which was injured by his huge axe.

[This chapter is a bit short, it doesn’t matter, I will continue to write, but it will be very late, everyone, don’t wait, Meimei sleep and see tomorrow morning. 】