Chapter 315
Chapter Three Hundred and Three
Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun, Lin Yun is Zhong Yunxiao!
Luo Feng’s words made Bai Ting’s complexion instantly ugly, and his previous ambition completely disappeared.
Suddenly, there was an unbelievable look in his eyes.
The other elders who had been friends with Bai Ting also had very ugly expressions, and their eyes were extremely shocked.
“This… how is this possible, Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun?”
“He has the Dragon Tiger Fist with one hand, and no one knows the sect. Is it possible that he didn’t use martial arts from beginning to end?”
“It’s too exaggerated, the one who is fighting for the sword and the emperor’s grass, is it a blind man or a trash!”
The shock in everyone’s hearts was far greater than before, when Zhong Yunxiao seized the first Sword Emperor Grass, and for a while, it was a little unacceptable.
Bai Ting’s mouth must be like a cat or dog, Lin Yun who didn’t know where he was hiding.
Not only didn’t hide, but forcibly showed up and snatched the first Sword Emperor Grass. After refining, his strength has improved greatly. With one punch, he broke the three sword formations jointly used by the inner disciples.
Compared to Chu Haoyu defeating three people with a single sword, it was not more than a compromise.
Within the sword mound, the final ranking of the alliance battle became full of changes in an instant.
As soon as the news came out, it spread all over the entire Guanyuntai, up and down, all boiling.
The big brothers of many alliances, and thousands of disciples, were all dumbfounded.
“Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun?”
Upon hearing the news from the indifference, Wang Yan of the Gentlemen League solidified on the spot the smile that remained at the moment.
“Trash, a bunch of trash! I don’t know people with a mask? Lin Yun has a dragon and tiger fist. Who doesn’t know, I don’t believe it, are my eyes blind?”
Wang Yan was furious, really mad.
The wanted order for a heavy reward was nothing more than two purposes. The best result was of course that the top ten teamed up to kill Lin Yun, causing him to die in the first round.
Even if he couldn’t achieve this goal, Lin Yun was forced to not show up and couldn’t compete for the Sword Emperor Grass.
Once he was unable to obtain the Sword Emperor Grass, his strength was bound to be a huge gap with Chu Haoyu and the others, and even the gap could not be overstated.
But at the moment, neither of the two goals has been achieved, which makes him angry.
Indifferent and cowering, too scared to answer the conversation, the faces of the other members of the Gentlemen’s League, the Eight King Kong and others also looked unsightly.
There was a hint of panic in his heart, Lin Yun was really too terrifying, and he had grown so fast within a year of entering the clan.
If he lived to the end and was promoted to the inner sect during the alliance battle, wouldn’t it be true that he would soar into the sky.
How to suppress him in the future?
At the thought of this, they seemed to panic, but Lin Yun and the Gentleman Alliance had forged a vengeance.
Wang Yan’s face was gloomy to the extreme, and his gaze fell on Fu Lingtian, headed by the Eight Great King Kong. A cold light flashed in his eyes, he beckoned, and whispered a few words in his ear.
Fu Lingtian’s face changed slightly, and then he calmed down, and said, “Don’t worry, son, let me take care of this.”
Wang Yan’s face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, “Lin Yun must die. This variable really can’t exist anymore. Otherwise, when he becomes an inner disciple and cultivates spiritual level techniques, then there will be really no chance.”
“I see.”
As Wang Yan’s confidant, Fu Lingtian was completely trained by him and he was loyal to him.
Without the slightest hesitation, he retreated silently. The entire Gentlemen’s League looked lifeless, Lin Yun was the news of Zhong Yunxiao, and it hit everyone too hard.
Not only the Gentlemen Alliance, but also the leaders of the Asura Alliance and the Lone Star Alliance, their expressions are also quite ugly.
Only Luojia Mountain, when Mocheng brought the news, Xin Yan had blooming eyebrows, and Shui Lingling’s eyes were like blooming delicate flowers. She laughed softly, “It’s really him. I thought that the name Zhong Yunxiao was a bit like before. It’s weird, Zhong Yunxiao… a thousand-year-old clock, Fengming Yunxiao, who else can it be if it’s not a little junior.”
The red lips were slightly raised, and Xin Yan’s pretty face showed a small smug, and said to Mocheng: “Go, take the bet with me.”
“bet?”
Mo Cheng was taken aback for a moment before he woke up and smiled: “Yes, yes, the senior sister has bet 50,000 spiritual jade on the younger brother, this is a big profit.”
Not only did he miss Xinyan, Luo Feng also began to put up his bet, five thousand second-tier spirit jade, this is the real astronomical number.
The first Sword Emperor’s Grass was taken by Zhong Yunxiao by all the elders before, and all of them were pushed away.
But right now, Zhong Yunxiao’s self-identification is Lin Yun, so he can’t push the bet if he wants to.
“Old ghost Bai, don’t be silly, bring Lingyu to the old man!”
Luo Feng was not polite, smiling, and stretched out his hand in front of him. Such a direct action, I have to say, violates his identity as the number three figure in the Elder Hall, but it is simple and effective.
“What spirit jade?”
Bai Ting was depressed and aggrieved now, and he still wanted to give the other spirit jade, of course he didn’t want to.
Luo Feng laughed and said, “Can’t you afford to lose? Haha, it’s okay. You can see Mei’s guardian together with me. As long as you have said it yourself, and you haven’t made this bet with the old man, I don’t want these thousand second-tier spirit jade No matter.”
“You! Deceive people too much!”
Bai Ting was unrevealed. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he would not dare to lie in front of Protector Mei, and he would not be able to get along in the future. The martial artist was the most promised, not to mention that he was also the senior elder of the sect.
In the future, it may even be possible to compete for the existence of the Lord of the Elder’s Palace, with a high position.
“Give you.”
Bai Ting’s old face trembled a few times, gritted his teeth, took out a storage bag, and threw it to Luo Feng.
“Thanks.”
Luo Feng didn’t look at it, with a smile on his face, looking at the other elders who had bet with him.
Even Bai Ting was subdued, these people dare not follow, but gave out the color of second-grade spirit jade, with the color of flesh pain on their faces.
It ranges from three hundred at least to eight hundred, and together it is the astronomical number of nearly 5,000 second-tier spirit jade.
“Hey, you all kept your promises. I will accept it for Lin Yun first. After he is promoted to the inner disciple, I will tell him that this is the care of the elders for the younger generation.”
Luo Feng was generous, and the other elders could only smile and deal with them at will.
“If you can send it out, there will be ghosts. What if the Sword Emperor Grass is refined? Damn it or die.”
Bai Ting cursed with a cold face.
Luo Feng touched his beard, and the old god smiled and said, “Then just walk and see, not to mention the number one, the top ten in the league battle, there will definitely be Lin Yun’s name!”
The atmosphere on the Guanyuntai can be described as extremely hot, and the occurrence of variables has made everyone’s expectations for this final battle infinitely high.
Buried in Jianfeng.
After Lin Yun and others set foot on the sword grave, their faces became much more solemn.
Under the dim sky, on the dark ground, there are thousands of ancient long swords inserted in twists and turns. Every sword contained a fierce and terrifying sword intent. After the wind passed, the sword body vibrated and lingered.
The gloomy and cold breath, accompanied by the vast and heavy sword intent, made everyone feel depressed.
Inside Jianzhong, there were many inner disciples who closed their eyes and calmed down, and they could see the arrival of Lin Yun and others. He raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at him, his eyes looked rather unkind.
“These people seem to be better than Mu Ling who blocked the door.”
Li Wuyou stood beside Lin Yun, and said solemnly, he was usually heartless. Faced with these battles, I had to get serious.
Lin Qiushan sighed, “It seems that the quota for inner disciples is not easy to get.”
Lin Yun’s gaze fell not far away, on the ground of the real sword mound, admiring an ancient sword, and whispered: “The rules of the second round are still unclear. Everything is unknown. There may not be no chance.”
“Brother Lin, look over there!”
Lin Yan stretched out his hand, and saw Han Zhengyang, fourth on the list, walking over from the South Gate with a group of people murderously.
Lu Hexuan, eighth on the list, and Xin Wuhen, ninth on the list, on the left and right sides, obviously these three have reached an alliance.
“Senior Brother Han, look, isn’t that Lin Yun?”
With sharp eyes, Xin Wuhen saw Lin Yun standing with Lin Qiushan and others at a glance, and the chill in his eyes was fleeting.
“The person who gained fame before and won the first Sword Emperor Grass is said to be him!”
Lu Hexuan said in a deep voice.
Han Zhengyang didn’t take it seriously. He just beat the inner disciple with ten moves, his confidence was quite swelled, and he sneered: “Don’t worry about him. I have already reached the five peaks, and I can steadily crush him just by discussing my cultivation base!”
Not long after, Jiang Feng and Ye Xiu appeared one after another.
Suddenly it became the focus of everyone’s attention. Many of the inner disciples’ eyes fell on them, and a ray of jealousy flashed in their eyes.
The two have always dominated the top three on the list, and their status has never been shaken. Even the people on the ground list have heard of it.
“Senior Brother Jiang, many inner disciples…”
The people of the Shura League sighed softly beside Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng smiled and said: “Don’t worry too much. They are all bottom-line goods. There must be a reason why the Zongmen will go below them into the alliance battle. With me, the people of Shura will definitely be able to stand in the top 100, everyone can do it. Get the quota of inner disciple.”
At this moment, there was a noise from the crowd in the sword grave, and Chu Haoyu appeared!
At the entrance of the east gate, Chu Haoyu walked slowly, wearing a white shirt and holding a sword in one hand. His expression was stern, and he walked step by step without any hurry. There seemed to be a palpitating breath on his body, and the many good players of the Gentlemen Alliance did not dare to come close and follow.
Chu Haoyu!
Suddenly, whether it was the top ten in the list or the many inner disciples, all eyes fell on the same person.
Chu Haoyu, the evildoer who fought with Bai Lixuan back then, is the undisputed number one on the list. According to the rumors, he already had the strength of the rankings, even if he didn’t say a word, it was enough to make people feel jealous and awe.
In the eyes of everyone, Chu Haoyu swept away his eyes and fell on one person.
The killing intent in his eyes was unconcealed, and when he saw it, it seemed as if there was a violent storm, containing the sword intent of the sky, and howling.
If you are a coward, in front of this gaze, I am afraid that I will tremble with fear and kneel on the spot.
who?
Who made Chu Haoyu, the presence of this person on the top of the list, could not suppress the killing intent.
Everyone was very curious and followed his line of sight, falling on the face of a handsome boy with clear water chestnuts.
The young man looked calm, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, with the slightest fear.
Very good, Lin Yun likes Chu Haoyu’s character very much. If I want to kill you, I want to kill you. There will never be a little hidden.
In the top ten, everyone wanted to kill him, only Chu Haoyu, who showed his killing intent in public, was sharp and rebellious.
This is self-confidence and self-arrogance. It is also a kind of silent threat and extreme dominance.
But trying to kill me is not so easy.
A sneer evoked at the corner of Lin Yun’s mouth, and the killing intent in his eyes, also without concealing it, quietly released it.
The two killing intents, along with their respective auras, met in a narrow path above an ancient sword, and burst into a loud noise.
Cang!
In an instant, the sword sounded more and more, the majestic and mighty sharp sword intent, like a cold wind, roaring and roaring, sweeping across all directions.
The wind shook, the grass and trees were all soldiers, and the atmosphere of the sword grave suddenly became extremely tense.