Chapter 973

When everyone was secretly surprised, the situation on the platform of Shenglong changed rapidly.

Many people feel that Yang Teng’s sword strength is intact, and injury is not the point. For the evildoer of Yang Teng’s level, this kind of injury is completely harmless.

As long as he has survived two moves and the boundless momentum accumulated by Dayan Sword Art, he will launch a thunder counterattack.

As the saying goes, one blast, then decay, and exhaustion.

It is impossible for Ye Qingfeng to maintain his current fierce aura to the end, as that would quickly deplete his true essence.

The situation was as expected. When Ye Qingfeng’s ultimate move changed again, Yang Teng looked quite embarrassed. Still retreating step by step, he was almost almost forced out of the Rising Dragon Terrace, but his sword power was still intact.

The vast sword intent scattered out even became more and more vast, like water waves scattered on the vast Rising Dragon Platform.

As long as he launches a counterattack, he will definitely be extremely fierce, and Ye Qingfeng, who has exhausted his momentum, will definitely be hard to resist.

“There is only one trick left. I want to see how Ye Qingfeng defeated Yang Teng.”

Bai Ling sneered, glanced at Lin Yun, the corners of her mouth looked quite disdainful.

Bang!

But when his voice fell, there was a shocking shock from the stage, but Ye Qingfeng’s expression was fierce, and he slapped a foot on the ring.

Rumble!

Shenglongtai in Jiulong Lake trembles violently, and the surrounding lake is constantly surging. The Dayan sword power that Yang Teng dispersed was all shattered by this foot, like a calm lake being crushed by a foot.

Yang Teng’s face suddenly changed slightly, this diffused sword power was his hole card to counterattack the opponent later.

How to win if it is shattered?

Hiss!

But when he was about to do something, the shattered sword force did not listen to his orders, and the purple moon light shrouded in the ring was violently swallowed and absorbed.

For a moment, the purple moon was like a bottomless pit, and the fragmented sword power turned into wisps of smoke, pouring into it continuously.

boom!

The moonlight was dazzling, especially dazzling, and the sudden change made Yang Teng obviously surprised.

“defeat!”

Ye Qingfeng roared, strode forward, bathed in purple moonlight. Turning the claw into a fist, the blow blasted towards his heart like lightning.

clang!

The fist light fell on the sword, and with a tremor, Yang Teng still blasted out blood and flew wildly. Obviously, Yang Teng’s hasty return to defense could not stop the terrifying blow at all.

He was directly blasted out of the ring, and the mysterious and yellow energy in the jade pendant on his waist was continuously plundered.

“Purple Moon Heart Sutra!”

Qing Mu Ge Bai Ling’s face looked a little ugly, he obviously underestimated the power of this unique school, and was able to swallow those swords for his own use at a critical moment.

Brother Bai Ling, Juechen from Nanhua Qiying looked at Lin Yun with a calm expression.

It seemed that he was not surprised by this result, but was a little curious about how Lin Yun could see it.

As for the others, their expressions are a bit complicated, and they are actually the same as Lin Yun said. Within two moves, Ye Qingfeng defeated Yang Teng and beat Bai Ling in the face severely.

The secret confrontation came to an end, no one dared to look down upon Lin Yun.

The seven-group and four-group melee continued unhurriedly. Those Feng Wudao, Fang Hanluo, Juechen and others who performed brilliantly in the points match successively won their respective victories.

Among them, Juechen was the strongest. His opponent did not admit defeat, and seemed to want a chance.

After all, both left and right are losing, it is better to fight for it, and the bloodliness of many young leaders in the knockout matches have been stimulated. In the face of these horror figures in the seven British, it is not like the first round of the points match, people directly surrender before they show up.

Unfortunately, this Juechen is too strong.

Most people didn’t even see how he shot, his opponent vomited blood and was directly shocked by the air.

Feng Wudao is a master of winning streaks in the seven groups. He still continues his myth of winning streaks, winning cleanly and extremely aggressively.

It gives people the feeling that there are still many hidden means that have not been sacrificed.

It was Fang Hanluo, the stronger he was in the Vietnam War, he was used to breaking through his own wonderful work in the war, and he was a little lucky to win. His opponent was very strong, and the two finally met with more than 500 moves before he barely won and suffered serious injuries.

But looking at his nonchalant face, it makes people feel weird.

“Mixed team battle, Lin Yun vs. Bai Ling!”

The referee’s voice sounded again, and among several dazzling characters, Lin Yun and Bai Ling, who had not yet appeared, were actually grouped together.

“Ye Qingfeng, who do you think has a better chance of winning.”

After the two took the stage, someone asked Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng already knew that Lin Yun had previously asserted that the two moves must win. That person also wanted to test his eyesight, to see how Lin Yun was defined in his eyes.

Ye Qingfeng smiled indifferently, glanced at Juechen, and groaned: “Although I don’t like this kid very much, Qingmu Pavilion ranks bottom among the nine overlords, so Bai Ling wants to defeat Lin Yun, and there is no 50% chance.”

In front of Juechen, Ye Qingfeng, who was born in Ziyue Dongtian, dared to be so arrogant, saying that the Qingmu Pavilion’s background was not good.

“Maybe, but it’s not that simple for Lin Yun to win against Bai Ling. It’s hard to say whether it will win or lose.”

Juechen smiled mysteriously, as if Bai Ling still had a strong trump card in his hand.

On the stage of Thang Long.

Bai Ling looked at Lin Yun with cold eyes, and said in deep thought: “You have good eyesight, but the masters are not only relying on eyesight, but I am not as simple as you think to win.”

What he said didn’t seem to be spoken to Lin Yun, it was more like spoken to himself.

To some extent, eyesight is strength, and you can see far when you stand tall. In the first match of the mixed group, Lin Yun faced Lin Yun, and Bai Ling’s pressure was still considerable.

“Maybe easier than I thought.”

Lin Yun looked calm and said casually.

Bai Ling frowned, Lin Yun’s calm attitude made him a little nervous and nervous. The light and windy expression didn’t seem to put himself too much in his eyes, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

What kind of hole does this guy have?

Both of them had ten consecutive victories to advance in their respective teams. This battle was destined to end in a winning streak, which attracted the attention of many spectators.

“I can feel the sword intent in your body. Take the sword, otherwise you may not even have the chance to draw the sword.”

With the foil burial sword in hand, Lin Yun looked at the other party and said calmly.

As soon as this remark came out, it caused a lot of uproar, and Bai Ling didn’t use a sword in the ten consecutive victories before Bai Ling.

“Arrogant! Who wins and who loses, maybe?”

The anger in Bai Ling’s eyes could no longer be suppressed, but he did raise his hand and drew his sword out of its sheath, as Lin Yun said.

Cang!

The sword sound was loud, the sword light flickered, and the majestic sword power rose into the sky like a violent column of water. In an instant, Bai Ling’s sword power reached an extremely powerful level, which made many people shine.

“wind!”

The moment the sword was violent, Bai Ling took the sword and killed it, the wind rolled, and the white-collar people’s swords rushed over like a waterspout.

This move is somewhat similar to Lin Yun’s Heavenly Broken Cloud, but its artistic conception is completely different.

With wind as the mainstay, water as the supplement, the man and the sword are one.

Click! Click!

There was another sword sound, and the funeral flower was out of its sheath an inch, and the waterspout that rushed over burst into pieces. When the funeral flowers were all pulled out, the sword body resembling autumn water radiated dreamlike light, and Bai Ling’s figure was directly forced out.

“So strong.”

Bai Ling was surprised in her heart, among his peers, he had never seen such a terrifying sword technique. Only the momentum of raising the sword out of the sheath broke his ultimate move.

With a slight movement in his mind, Bai Ling knew that he could no longer retain his strength, and urged the sword intent.

Under the blessing of the sword intent, the broken sword power of Bai Ling reunited like dust, and it became more condensed and heavy for you. From sand dunes to towering mountains, the rise of lonely peaks is unstoppable.

This is the power of Jianyi!

Lin Yun’s expression was calm, without sacrificing sword intent, but only greeted the enemy with the Purple Kite Sword Art.

The next moment, the two figures flickered on the battle platform. As the figure changed, the blades collided and sparks splashed everywhere.

Many people in the audience suddenly kept their eyes on the two in the fight. This battle is indeed exciting enough, both of them have extremely sharp swordsmanship, and their cultivation is equally unfathomable.

The sword light passing by from time to time is dazzling and stunning.

The blurry figure, swaying ceaselessly, is thrilling every time it crosses. All the leaders with some strength are shocked and stunned.

But gradually, some doubts arose in these people’s hearts, Lin Yun didn’t use his sword intent?

According to the rumors, Lin Yun’s sword intent is unpredictable, and it is the existence of Fengmao Water chestnut throughout the ancient Nanhua domain.

But at the moment, the fighting is so dangerous that Lin Yun can kill his opponent with only exquisite swordsmanship, which is really a bit puzzled.

Lin Yun didn’t think about it too much, he had already thought about it, whether he could not reveal his cards without revealing his cards.

Furthermore, he didn’t care much, and the Purple Kite Sword Art almost didn’t have much reservations. The ice crystal-like purple iris flower in the purple mansion has half bloomed, and the vast true essence is flooding the body, and the sword strength poured into the funeral flower is not weak at all.

After entangled for a long time, Bai Ling still failed to gain the slightest advantage. Lin Yun is like a cold pool with no bottom, the more you fight, the more you can feel the unfathomable depth of the opponent.

I don’t believe it, I can’t force your true strength.

Bai Ling knew that he could not see through the depth of the other party, and would never have a chance to win, so he roared right away.

“Autumn wind and leaves sweeping the world!”

He urged his Xiaocheng sword intent to its limit, and the autumn wind blew over, and a sense of sadness filled the dragon platform. The sound of woof, the chill in people’s ears, the body couldn’t help shaking.

The perfect fusion of sword intent and sword technique artistic conception, this Bai Ling does have some talent, and only a master can master the power of this ultimate move.

It’s a pity… ran into me.

The sky is broken!

Lin Yun shook his wrist fiercely, and ten waterspouts whizzed away, covering the sky and the sun, squeezing the entire Rising Dragon Platform into a gap.

Click!

Under the two big killer moves, Bai Ling was shocked in an instant, with blood stains overflowing from the corners of her mouth. His pupils shrank abruptly. What kind of technique this guy is practicing, can burst out such a powerful killer move in an instant, it’s incredible.

Can’t hide clumsy.

“Shoulder the wind!”

A look of cruelty flashed in Bai Ling’s eyes, this move was so powerful that it could even severely inflict a half-step Tianpo’s evildoer. He hasn’t fully mastered it yet, and once the sacrifice is made, he will be hurt a lot.

But at this point, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Holding the hilt with both hands, his clothes were frantically agitated, and lightning flashed above his head. In the frenzied rising momentum, Bai Ling’s expression became extremely sullen, and he felt as if even Shenglongtai could be split in half.

Lin Yun had a meal in his heart and felt the aura of danger. This is the first time that the dragons feasted and fought so far.

But it was almost instinctive. The moment that terrifying killer move was about to be sacrificed, Lin Yun sacrificed Dacheng’s innate sword intent.

The same is the innate sword intent, but the difference between Xiaocheng and Dacheng is like the gap between heaven and earth.

In particular, Lin Yun’s innate mastery of sword intent was almost beyond the ability to think, including opponents, and even Lin Yun himself.

He just felt the threat, and his body responded instinctively, reacting as quickly as possible at the least cost.

Puff!

For an instant, Bai Ling, who held the sword in both hands, vomited blood, and the person was knocked out like a rainbow light and landed on the shore.

His sword was still in the air, but the man fainted on the shore, blood was constantly gushing from the wound on his chest.

rock!

The long sword fell to the ground and swayed, making a crisp sound, awakening everyone.

Each of them stared wide, staring at Lin Yun, his eyes were almost staring out, but his neck seemed to be pinched and he couldn’t speak.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

Gods and ghosts are all shocked, and quickly scared to death.