Chapter 976

Deep down in Feng Wudao’s heart, he was quite confused about this, and made up his mind to let this group of people take a closer look.

The reaction of everyone in the spectator stand was indeed as he expected, after seeing this terrifying thunder will. The warriors who paid attention to this battle were obviously quiet, their expressions were solemn, and they did not dare to make rash judgments.

“Just let it go, don’t talk nonsense.”

Lin Yun said lightly, without arguing.

The sword intent is really nothing great, but it also scores someone, such as Bai Ling, whose sword intent is worthless in front of Lin Yun.

Even if it was the same innate Xiaocheng’s sword intent, Lin Yun asked himself, he could easily crush the opponent. The two people’s training journey, their perception of kendo, and their talent in kendo are completely incomparable.

“Thunderstorm!”

Feng Wudao took the lead in the shot. He has been able to win a streak so far. His strength is obviously not weak.

boom!

The thunderclouds in the sky suddenly burst into a dull loud noise, thunder continued, and the palms of the hands were full of purple light. Countless purple electric lights drifted in mid-air, and under the overlapping of countless lightning lights, they condensed into a mountain-like lightning giant palm and swept across.

Rumble!

Shenglongtai trembled, and the oncoming wind made Lin Yun’s clothes rustle, as if he would be swept away at any time.

One can imagine how terrifying the impact will be when this palm light strikes head-on.

Click!

A brighter light slowly split from top to bottom in the middle of the giant palm, and when the thunder and lightning giant palm slammed in front of Lin Yun, it suddenly split and flew away from its side in two halves.

Lin Yun who was in the middle had some remnants of electric light blooming on his body, but he was not hurt at all.

“Break the thunder!”

A strange color flashed in Feng Wudao’s eyes, but he had expected that this trick would not really hurt Lin Yun.

The figure flashed, and the back hand that had been prepared for a long time bombarded Lin Yun like a flowing water.

Click! Click! Click!

Lin Yun walked at will, the sword flashes like electricity, and the dazzling sword light can always smash the opponent’s ultimate move before falling.

“hateful.”

Feng Wudao’s face changed slightly, and he found that his thunder will, even though his will slightly changed the opponent’s sword intent. But as long as he launches an offensive and kills him, he will always be easily resolved.

If this continues, when his true essence is exhausted, he can’t maintain such a thunderous pressure.

The opponent’s innate sword intent was afraid that it would turn into a scourge and swallow it in the blink of an eye.

No, a quick fix!

Feng Wudao’s heart was horizontal, and the thick thunderclouds in the sky rolled crazily in a flash.

“Thundercloud storm!”

He learned the experience of Bai Ling’s defeat, and the ultimate move he was preparing to perform in the ranking battle was almost played out with a slight movement of his mind.

Wow!

The black thunderclouds in the sky suddenly fell like snowflakes, and the next moment there was a violent wind. The snow condensed by the thunder, under the true essence gust of Feng Wudao agitated, instantly evolved into a terrifying storm, swept towards Lin Yun with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

The black thundercloud storm is as high as one hundred meters, and the sharp aftermath that radiates from the agitation is dispersed throughout the battle platform.

There was no dead end in this blow.

Feng Wudao was confident that the opponent would be stirred in sooner or later. Once in the storm, the opponent’s sword intent would not have much use.

The swordsman’s physical body has always been weak, and the sword intent has been abolished, and he will definitely lose.

Overlord sword, bend thunder and cut lightning!

Lin Yun took one step forward, one step out, and the flower burial in his hand shook out eighteen sword lights like electricity.

Every sword light soared into the sky, and the sword light, which was completely electro-optically condensed, shone with a dazzling light. The speed of rising into the sky is so fast that people can’t respond.

Click!

Almost instantly, the thick thundercloud in the sky was pricked out of eighteen huge holes. The sun shines through the eighteen holes and shines on the sword light, making the light dazzling and terrifying.

The green silk is like a waterfall, and the green clothes are like clouds. Lin Yun’s right hand holding the sword gently rotates, and the eighteen electric lights overlap in an instant.

The thick thundercloud that had been pierced with many holes in the sky was suddenly torn apart like a piece of cloth, and it was smashed into nothing in the blink of an eye, and the sun fell again.

boom!

The terrifying thundercloud storm, like a demon and ghost, was annihilated under the shining of the sun.

Of course, people with slightly better eyesight can tell. This is because Feng Wudao’s thunder will was broken, and the foundation of the thundercloud storm has been destroyed, and it will naturally not survive. Even if he had already killed Lin Yun, he had to disperse like smoke.

Clang!

The burial flower drew an arc in mid-air, Lin Yun collected the sword and returned it to its sheath, but that arc was the condensed 18 electric sword lights, which spread out like flowers.

Puff!

Feng Wudao was extremely strong, even if Thunder’s will was broken, he still dodges most of the sword light.

But he was still hit by three swords, and one sword pierced his right shoulder, causing him to be shocked into the air. Another strand of sword light penetrated his left shoulder, and the majestic impact caused it to spin uncontrollably in midair.

Bang!

The last sword hit his heart, smashing his body guard’s true essence to pieces. The one spinning him in mid-air, like a sandbag, was thrown on the edge of Thanglongtai.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

It looked like Lin Yun was clearly gathering his sword and returning to its sheath, but Wu Wudao was bombarded with ray of light from the sword, embarrassed. When the funeral flower was completely unsheathed, Feng Wudao was already kneeling on one knee, his clothes stained red with blood.

How fast the sword is, the flowers bloom like electricity.

“Superior.”

While everyone’s eyes were dull, like deep dreams, many of the elders of the hegemonic powers, but their faces were solemn, and they slowly uttered these four words.

Superb, the first style of the Overlord Sword, in Lin Yun, is simply arbitrary, changeable, and the antelope hangs its horns, and there is no trace to be found.

Except for the supernatural being able to describe this kind of advanced realm, I really can’t think of other words.

Feng Wudao and Lin Yun are not experts at the same level at all, they are far behind.

“What a kendo wizard!”

Heavenly Sword Sect and Beixue Mountain Villa, the two elders who established their sect by sword, both showed appreciation.

Now it seems that his talent in kendo is not just as simple as that of Nangong night jade.

The referee glanced, he guessed that Lin Yun would win, but he didn’t expect to win so beautifully. A set of swordsmanship that has never been shown before, clearly domineering and scary, but in his hands is like a flower, let it open when it is opened, and let it die when it is destroyed.

“I won again. So far, Lin Yun is still winning streak. It’s really scary. I thought it was a hard fight. I didn’t expect to win so suddenly.”

“From the beginning to the end, it was an innate sword intent, but it also exposed some. The ultimate move he used was a sword technique that had never been shown before.”

“Lin Yun is really looking forward to it. I really want to know how many hole cards he has.”

After everyone woke up, their blood boiled with excitement.

It even felt that Lin Yun won the game, even more enjoyable than they had won, invisibly seemed to pin his expectations on him.

“This guy is really popular.”

Ye Qingfeng of Ziyue Dongtian curled his lips, a little confused.

“Hey, are you dissatisfied?”

Fang Hanluo, who was in the same four groups, smiled slightly and said quite meaningfully.

“Are you convinced?”

Ye Qingfeng said coldly: “You and I have a high chance of meeting him. I don’t want to be someone else’s stepping stone. Before the qualifying match, I don’t want to let the winning streak end.”

Fang Hanluo squeezed his chin, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were fierce. He smiled: “I have a hunch that he should be able to fully stimulate my potential. As long as I defeat him, I have a great opportunity for this feast of dragons. Hit the top ten.”

“Thinking so much.”

For this Fang Hanluo, Ye Qingfeng didn’t pay attention to it, and slightly disdain.

Nothing more than a madman, always seeking to break through in the war, if he is not careful, he will die miserably. I still want to make the top ten, whether it can survive the qualifying battle is still unknown.

As if to confirm his words, in the next battle, he only used three moves to defeat his opponent in a thunderous storm.

The tyranny of San Jue Claws was once again shown in front of the world.

The game continues.

The melee in other groups was equally exciting, with the three kings and Qiying appearing one after another to show the world their strength.

One by one, rising stars collide in advance, and the number of rookies who can maintain a winning streak is decreasing.

Bai Lixuan, Yue Weiwei, and Zhu Qingshan, the mysterious black-robed swordsman, these other teams are still maintaining a winning streak of rookies, becoming more and more dazzling.

The mysterious yellow aura in the dragon cloud jade pendant on his body, the overflowing light, is as dazzling as a star, extremely conspicuous.

After a few rounds, Lin Yun didn’t meet an overbearing opponent, and won the game without surprise.

Before he knew it, he had won fifteen games in a row.

“Sixth round, Lin Yun…”

The referee’s voice sounded, and the moment the word Lin Yun appeared, the noise on the scene immediately fell silent.

A spectacle appeared, and countless people immediately looked away from the other Shenglongtai, and looked over with scorching eyes.

Groups four and seven, many people who have not yet played against Lin Yun, have ugly faces and cry secretly.

Now everyone knows Lin Yun’s tyranny, and the degree of danger of his name is no less inferior to Juechen and Jifeng.

“In the sixth round, Lin Yun played against Ye Qingfeng!”

The referee’s voice fell completely, and the atmosphere immediately heated up. This battle is bound to be exciting.

Ye Qingfeng is still winning streak at the moment, and he is also the only rookie under Ziyue Cave’s Tianmen who has performed so against the sky.

“The two are finally right.”

“Hey, speaking of groups four and seven, apart from Juechen and Jifeng, Lin Yun doesn’t have many real opponents, and only Ye Qingfeng and Fang Hanluo.”

“I don’t know whether Ziyue Dongtian’s face can be kept.”

With all kinds of discussions, Ye Qingfeng sneered in his heart, ascending the dragon platform with an indifferent expression.

Soon, Lin Yun also went up.

Ye Qingfeng glanced away, the expression in his eyes couldn’t hide his excitement, and he smiled with a cold voice: “I’ve been looking forward to this battle for a long time.”

“Soon, you won’t expect it anymore.”

Lin Yun said casually.

Ye Qingfeng’s face darkened before he finished his words, shouldn’t this kid be so arrogant!