Chapter 529

Little Junior Brother’s ability to get to the quarterfinals has already exceeded many people’s expectations and is already radiant and generous.

Destined to be famous for Daqin, there is no need to fight Yun Zhen desperately.

Thinking about it now, this prince Qin Yu might deliberately want to provoke Lin Yun and prevent him from abstaining.

“Give up?”

Lin Yun raised his head and looked at the sky. Evening had arrived, and the sky was getting darker. In the fire-like setting sun, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at him.

In those eyes, there was expectation, relief, and encouragement.

That was the legacy of Big Brother Xinjue, the sword of Chengjun, this Longmen Big than he would definitely go all the way.

As he said at the beginning, if you don’t come, you will be the only one!

“Lin Yun, what did Qin Yu say?”

Luo Feng frowned slightly and walked over.

Lin Yun turned and muttered: “It’s nothing, but Elder Luo, I still want to go to Jianlin to retreat for the past three days and tell you.”

“Your injury?”

Luo Feng was slightly surprised. The fierce battle between him and Young Master Yanxin was in everyone’s eyes.

Although the last sword slashed the core of the rock, the injury he suffered was not light at all.

“It’s okay, his last punch was actually blocked by most of my heavenly broken clouds. It looks scary, but it didn’t hurt the key…”

Lin Yun explained.

“That’s good, but after three days, you must arrive on time. Otherwise, you will be directly sentenced to lose.”

“I know.”

Quietly, night has arrived.

At this moment, in the Xianyun Tower of the Imperial City, the voices were full of voices, and they were completely crazy. The betting hall is crowded with people, and there is no gap in sight.

The gate of the outer door is still crowded with people who cannot enter.

Three days later, the odds of the semifinals have already appeared on the stone table in the center. Bai Lixuan vs. Yue Qing, Qin Yu vs. Fengye, Shuiyue vs. Si Xueyi, and Yunzhen vs. Funeral.

In the four battles, there is no doubt that Qin Yu is still the most popular choice.

His odds are infinitely close to one to one, completely losing interest in betting. As for closing the field, he succeeded in overtaking Lin Yun and became the player with the highest odds right now.

In addition to him, Bai Lixuan against Yue Qing was also favored by many people, and the odds were only slightly higher than Qin Yu.

The odds of the two are close, so there is not much interest in betting.

The only thing that was a little stuck was the next two stations, where Young Master Shuiyue and Si Xueyi faced each other in a battle at the same door. The outcome is difficult to distinguish, and both odds have good odds, which shows that Wanbao Pavilion can’t be sure who will win.

Who can win depends on personal vision and luck.

As for Lin Yun’s face against True Young Master Yun, there is something worthy of intrigue. If it were before, there is no doubt that Lin Yun’s odds would be extremely high, even exaggerated.

As long as you dare to buy, you will be able to make a lot of money.

But right now, Lin Yun killed the two eldest sons in a row, especially in the battle to kill Young Master Yanxin. Earth-shaking, shocking.

Even the senior management of Wanbao Pavilion unanimously felt that Young Master Yun’s background and strength were much higher than those of Lin Yun.

But he didn’t dare to raise Lin Yun’s odds too much.

Without him, this young man has created too many miracles and has become the most well-deserved dark horse of this year’s Dragon Gate Competition.

However, Lin Yun’s odds are still not very high.

His odds at the top of the list are still one to one hundred, and there is still only one bet.

The third-grade spirit jade that was strayed was alone on the top of the list, firmly pressed under the Lin Yun brand. There is a kind of domineering that despise the heroes and despise the world.

“Top of the list, it is still a bit too difficult for Lin Yun to get to the top of the list.”

“But today’s battle is really shocking. If you didn’t run into Yun Zhen, I would bet he would be able to reach the semifinals!”

“Yeah, as long as it is not Qin Yu and Yun Zhen, even if it is Young Master Shuiyue, I think Lin Yun has a great chance of winning.”

“I don’t dare to bet on the top of the list, but he is against Yun Zhen, I still dare to gamble, hehe, if you cut two sons in a row, who can be sure that Lin Yun can’t kill another son?”

Few people dared to bet on Lin Yun’s top spot, but in the huge Xianyun Tower, the focus of everyone’s discussion could not escape Lin Yun.

Without him, today’s battle is really exciting and very happy.

…

In the Burial Sword Forest, Jian Xuanhe has already left, only the Thirteenth Lord is still there.

After Lin Yun arrived, he straightforwardly stated his purpose: “Master Thirteen, I want to go to the sixth floor.”

“You kid don’t want to die? Don’t say whether you can go to the sixth floor, even if you can, you can’t stay. There is no Zifu cultivation base in that place, just go to die.”

The Thirteenth said with a grim expression.

“If I can’t grasp the complete innate sword intent, I still don’t have the confidence to win Qin Yu.”

Qin Yu’s strength has only revealed the tip of the iceberg in the match against Guan Shan Gongzi.

With just a palm, it crushed Guan Shan, who was also a young master.

Lin Yun’s expression was very firm, without any hesitation.

The thirteenth master condensed the young man in front of him, and he smiled for a long time: “That’s right. For you, if you can’t get the first place, it will be more painful than dying in the burial sword. If you want to bet, the old man is like What you want.”

boom!

Accompanied by an ancient handprint, the gust of wind in the sword burial forest suddenly sank.

A distorted space gap, accompanied by a strong wind, appeared in Lin Yun’s field of vision.

The distorted cracks seem to lead to a mysterious world, and lightning flashes across from time to time. Lin Yun was quite familiar with the dazzling electric lights, and he suffered a lot from them last time.

Burial sword illustration!

Compared with the initial shock and surprise, Lin Yun’s expression was much calmer.

“Don’t die in it.”

When he was about to step into it, the stern Lord Thirteen spoke.

Lin Yun was taken aback, then a smile appeared on his face, and his figure flickered in.

Click!

Easily breaking through the barriers in the gap, a familiar picture appeared in Lin Yun’s field of vision. The space seems to be creeping, like an ancient monster beast entrenched in the void, which is awe-inspiring.

The burial sword picture has nine layers, one layer and one world. The greater the danger in the future, the greater the opportunity.

Staring at the gloomy thunder cloud above his head, Lin Yun thoughtfully, last time he promoted the sword art to the ninth level in the fifth floor.

Now it seems that if you want to master the complete innate sword intent, you must go to the sixth floor.

Whoosh!

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yun unfolded his body skills, stepping on a floating ancient stone platform in mid-air, and rushing towards the clouds.

Click!

He was familiar with the road and broke through the fourth floor, and came to the fifth floor of the Burial Sword Diagram. Even though Lin Yun’s strength is no longer what it used to be, coming to the fifth floor again still makes him feel lingering.

The five-story sky is fundamentally different from the previous four.

In the sky, the thunderclouds condensed by sword intent turned black to blood red, and strange lightning erupted from the clouds in the collision.

When these lightnings fall on the ground, they will erupt with a terrifying loud noise. Accompanied by the loud noise, the reckless sword intent condenses into a swift and violent wind, which sends out a sharp whistle in this scarlet world.

Many ancient broken swords fell on the dilapidated ground.