The first thousand nine hundred and eighty-one chapters shot!

Rumble!

In the Zangjian Lake that was cut in half, the water of the lake poured down like a waterfall and made a deafening loud noise, which lasted for a long time.

Everyone’s eyes fell on Lin Yun who was standing in the air.

Won!

This genius from the Heavenly Dao Sect had won again, this time it was really numb.

The leaders of the sword leagues are extremely bitter, and they only feel dry and dry, and their expressions are extremely complicated.

If this were the wizards of their sword league, how good it would be!

Many people can’t help but think of this kind of thought, if it were so, they would have started cheering long ago.

Lin Yun returned the sword to its sheath, dropped on a statue and placed the burial flower on his side, then closed his eyes cross-legged and healed his injuries.

“My God, he still has to fight!”

“Don’t let it go, I have to let the sword league face scandal before letting it go, this Ye Qingtian is too cruel!”

“I’m so angry, he is already beautiful enough, after this battle, Kunlun will definitely be famous, why not just stop there?”

“Is my sword league really unable to stop him?”

Seeing Lin Yun, the leader of the sword league who healed his knees crossed, was dumbfounded on the spot, and his mentality collapsed one by one, which can be described as breaking defenses instantly.

The noise of the four directions could no longer be stopped. The leaders of the 18 holy sites of the Sword League were all anxious and furious, clenching their fists one by one.

But he didn’t have the courage to really fight.

Above the heavens.

Feng Shaoyu, the owner of the Shao Zhuang, had already turned pale, and the thing he worried most had happened.

Zao Wou-ki was also defeated, so embarrassed!

No one can see where the others are now. It is really that the sword is too powerful to notice him at all.

“Jiang Yunting!”

Feng Shaoyu turned his head to look, with a hopeful gaze, he looked at the genius of the Wanjian Tower.

Jiang Yunting looked embarrassed, and then shook his head silently.

“Brother Jiang is scared?” Feng Shaoyu said.

Jiang Yunting sighed for a long time, and then said for a while: “The Young Master doesn’t need to arouse me, I’m telling the truth, I’m really scared.”

Feng Shaoyu suddenly shouted and asked: “You sword repairs the strength of character!”

Jiang Yunting didn’t get angry but laughed: “You Hidden Sword Villa is strong in character and crazy enough, thinking about Galaxy vs. Galaxy, and Wizards vs. Wizards, but they didn’t stop them with a sword.”

“you!”

Feng Shaoyu was speechless, his face gloomy and terrible.

Feng Sheng Ling shivered, lowered his head and dared not speak, he was indeed embarrassed to the Tibetan Sword Villa.

Fortunately, Jiang Yunting was relatively mild after all. He said broadly: “Brother Feng is not angry, I just make an analogy. My generation of swordsman is not afraid of life and death, and naturally I am not afraid of a battle.”

“But knowing that there is no chance to win, if you have to force a shot, it is not a sword repairing the character. This is pure stupidity. Don’t get involved with the character.”

Jiang Yunting was very euphemistic, and Jian Xiu returned to Jian Xiu, but Jian Xiu was not mindless.

Feng Shaoyu’s expression was a little slow, and he thought: “There really is no chance? He showed a lot of cards in this battle, and he can see some depth.”

“If you are willing to make a move, regardless of victory or defeat, my Hidden Sword Villa can give you ten Sun Sacred Pills.”

Jiang Yunting’s eyes lit up, and then dimmed again, and said helplessly: “The Young Master’s shot is really magnificent. If I am sure, I will do it without the Sun Sacred Pill. After all, I am also a member of the Sword League. But it is true, the chances are slim. !”

“How to say?”

Feng Shaoyu still refused to give up.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yunting explained to him: “If he only had the means in front of him, my chances of winning would be about 30%. After all, he had already exposed a lot of things.”

“Thirty percent, too little.” Feng Shaoyu said.

“A lot.”

Jiang Yunting said with a firm expression: “If there is a 30% chance, I will definitely fight it, but this 30% chance is still based on the premise that I can block the last sight.”

Feng Shengling took the words next to him, and whispered: “He should still accept some of that sword. If he doesn’t accept it, the power will only be greater.”

“Yes.”

Jiang Yunting said sternly: “This is not the key. The key is that since he decides to fight again, there must be other means. So my real chance is actually not available. If I go, I will give it for nothing.”

He is sober, his strength and Zao Wou-ki are in the middle.

Even if he was more confident and stronger than Zao Wou-ki, it was definitely not much stronger.

If you really meet Lin Yun, if the other party gives face, he might be able to fight you with a hundred tricks, so it won’t be ugly to lose.

If you don’t talk about martial ethics and make quick battles, there may be two or three tricks, and it won’t look much better than Feng Shengling.

And this is extremely possible. After all, this is the case, and there are not many things the other party can hide.

“What about this? Did he really let him take the top spot? I gave him the famous sword cast by Hidden Sword Villa for nothing?” Feng Shaoyu didn’t look good.

The Fame Sword Conference is so attractive, in addition to fame, it is naturally advantageous.

The Hidden Sword Villa’s background is much stronger than other sacred grounds of swordsmanship, and it is not stingy with its shots, so the reward for the top of the list is extremely rich.

Jiang Yunting said: “The Young Master is not anxious, Brother Gu hasn’t spoken yet.”

Feng Shaoyu woke up like a dream, and quickly looked at Gu Zijing, and said, “Lao Gu, you have something to say!”

Among the four great wizards of the Sword League, Feng Shengling ranked last among the youngest, and Zao Wou-ki and Jiang Yunting were in the middle.

The strongest, undoubtedly, must be the direct disciple Gu Zijing of Bingdi.

Gu Zijing kept staring at Lin Yun, as if he didn’t hear Feng Shaoyu’s words, Feng Shaoyu couldn’t help but ask again.

“I’m thinking about one thing.” Gu Zijing said.

“what’s up?”

Gu Zijing turned his eyes back to Lin Yun, did not speak, he was indeed thinking about something.

If this matter is true, then Ye Qingtian’s all kinds of strange things can be easily solved.

But if it is true, it would be too scary.

He couldn’t believe that there would be such a genius in the world. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but shook his head.

He had the ability to never forget, and simply closed his eyes, flashing back in his mind the scene of Lin Yun and Zao Wou-ki fighting.

Feng Shaoyu wanted to ask again, Jiang Yunting said: “Let him think about it, I probably know what he is thinking.”

“Not talking about the sword technique left by the Ice Emperor, only that the Firefly Divine Sword entered the sacred scroll. Gu Zijing had mastered the trick six months ago. Just wait for Brother Gu to open his eyes. There is also a ten-percent certainty.”

Feng Shaoyu was overjoyed when he heard this, but he was still curious: “What is Lao Gu thinking?”

Not only him, but other people on Tianque including Feng Shengling, looked at Jiang Yunting curiously.

Jiang Yunting groaned: “Ye Qingtian’s kendo attainments are amazing. He can easily find flaws when fighting against Zao Wou-Ki. He is always in danger, but he can always turn the dangers into danger, like an unexplored prophet.”

“This is amazing, so his cultivation level is not high, but he always firmly holds the upper hand.”

Those who can watch the battle on Tianque are either celebrities in the family or saints of the Sword League, at least they can barely see the fight between the two.

Looking back at Jiang Yunting’s words at the moment, it seems that this is indeed the case, which is really weird.

Jiang Yunting continued: “But Zao Wou-ki is not weaker than his opponent, regardless of his physical body, physical body, or swordsmanship or martial arts, and he is even stronger. This is quite magical, there must be monsters if something goes wrong… ”

“So the key is to figure this out. If you can’t figure it out, even if you can stop the burning sky, it will be difficult to truly defeat your opponent.”

It suddenly dawned on everyone that they came to understand.

Feng Shaoyu pondered for a moment, and murmured: “If you say that, as long as you figure out the mystery, then Qingtian Night will be nothing more than that.”

Jiang Yunting laughed dumbly, and said: “Dividing people, dividing people, it is true for Gu Zijing. For other people, such as Brother Shengling, even if you figure it out, it won’t help. If you really fight against it, you will be given a sword for nothing.”

Feng Shengling was seriously pondering what the mystery of Ye Qingtian was, and his face turned black when he heard this.

What am I doing again? I’m already very low-key.

Feng Shaoyu didn’t care, and smiled: “It’s all the same, Brother Gu can definitely figure it out.”

“Look, Ye Qingtian opened his eyes!”

At this moment, someone on Tianque suddenly said.

Is it all right to hurt so soon? !

Everyone was shocked, Gu Zijing hadn’t figured it out yet, Ye Qingtian’s injury was actually healed.

The battle between him and Zao Wou-ki was terrifying. Whether it was the consumption of Nirvana or the sword wounds left by Zao Wou-ki, it shouldn’t be so fast to recover.

On the statue of Qiongqi, Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, held the burial flower beside him and slowly got up.

He looked around, and the person he was watching couldn’t help but retreat, so that the head of the person was surging like a tide.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and said, “Who else is willing to fight with you next time.”

With the Azure Dragon Divine Bone, this will have returned to its peak, and another fight will have no effect.

There was constant noise from all quarters, but no one dared to stand up.

“Sure enough, we have to fight again!”

“Is there really no one in the Sword League?”

“No one will fight, the top spot will really be taken away.”

The leaders of the 18 holy land of the Jianmeng all looked very anxious, and they talked a lot.

“Yanyu Villa, please go to Gu Zijing to strengthen my sword alliance!”

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the crowd. Someone looked at Tian Que in the Yanyu Villa, which belongs to the Holy Land of the Sword League, shouted loudly.

Everyone woke up like a dream, yes, there is also Gu Zijing!

Gu Zijing was personally passed on by the Ice Emperor, and as long as he was still there, the Sword League would not be truly unpopulated.

“Xiao Yunzong, please go to Gu Zijing to strengthen my sword alliance!”

“Shuiyue Jianshan, please go to Gu Zijing to strengthen my sword alliance!”

…

Suddenly, the voices that strengthened our sword alliance reverberated from the sky and the ground. Those voices gathered together, and the people who listened to them were full of enthusiasm, gradually converging into a torrent, resounding like thunder.

“Please Gu Zijing, to strengthen my sword alliance!”

Everyone’s hopes were all gathered on Gu Zijing, and the loudness of the voice made people’s eardrums tremble.

“Good guy, this battle is bigger than it was 20 years ago, and Jian Zhentian didn’t push the Sword League to this point.”

Yunfeng, the young man in white, called the good guy directly, looking surprised.

Jianzong Ye Ziling and the others were also shocked by such a battle, and a Ye Qingtian actually forced the Sword League to such a point.

This is an alliance of eighteen kendo holy sites!

They looked at Ye Qingtian with complex expressions, and an unspeakable emotion welled up in many people’s hearts.

If Brother Lin was still there, he would definitely have a place in such a lively scene.

call out!

In the roar of mountains and seas, Gu Zijing on the Tianque finally opened his eyes. He looked down from a high position, and he was slightly startled when he saw such a battle.

“Brother Gu, it’s time to make a move!”

Feng Shaoyu, the owner of Shao Zhuang, quickly arched his hands.

“Gu Zijing, let’s go! Don’t fight at this time, when will you wait!” The other people on the Tianque spoke at the same time, their eyes piercing, and their words were earnest.

“Then fight.”

Gu Zijing stretched his arms and jumped down from the sky.

The wind blew across his cheeks, his eyes were full of burning fighting spirit, and his brows were sharp.