Chapter 303

Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun, and Lin Yun is Zhong Yunxiao!

Luo Feng's words made Bai Ting's face turn ugly in an instant, and his previous self-satisfaction completely disappeared.

Suddenly, there was an unbelievable look in his eyes.

The other elders who had a good relationship with Bai Ting also had very ugly faces, and their eyes were extremely shocked.

"This...how is this possible, Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun?"

"He is a dragon and tiger fist, and everyone in the sect knows it. Is it possible that he didn't use martial arts from beginning to end?"

"It's too exaggerated. Whoever competes with him for the Sword Emperor Grass is a blind man or a waste!"

The shock in everyone's heart was far greater than when Zhong Yunxiao took the first Sword Emperor Grass, and for a while, it was somewhat unacceptable.

In Bai Ting's mouth, Lin Yun must be like a cat and a dog, who doesn't know where to hide.

Not only did he not hide, but he forcibly appeared and snatched the first Sword Emperor Grass. After refining, his strength improved greatly. With one punch, he broke through the Three Absolute Sword Formation that the inner disciples joined together.

Compared with Chu Haoyu, who defeated the three with one sword, it was not much less.

Within the Sword Tomb, the final ranking of the alliance war instantly became full of variables.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately spread throughout the entire Guanyun Platform, up and down, and all boiled up.

Many big brothers of the alliance, and thousands of disciples, were all dumbfounded.

"Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun?"

When Wang Yan of the Gentlemen League heard the news from the indifference, the smile that remained from the moment before froze on the spot.

"Trash, a bunch of trash! You don't know people if you wear a mask? Who doesn't know Lin Yun's dragon and tiger fist? I don't believe it. Are all eyes blind?"

Wang Yan was furious, really mad.

The wanted order with a huge reward is nothing more than two purposes. The best result is of course that the top ten people on the list join forces to kill Lin Yun, so that he will die in the first round.

Even if this goal is not achieved, Lin Yun will be forced to dare not show up, and he will not be able to compete for the Sword Emperor Grass.

Once he can't get the Sword Emperor Grass, his strength will inevitably open a huge gap with Chu Haoyu and the others, and even the gap is not an exaggeration.

But at the moment, neither of the two goals has been achieved, which makes him angry.

Indifferent and flinched, too scared to answer the question, the other members of the Gentlemen's League, the Eight Kings and others also looked unsightly.

Inexplicably, a trace of panic surged in his heart. This Lin Yun is really too terrifying. He has grown so fast within a year of joining the sect.

If in the alliance war, he lived to the end and was promoted to the inner sect, wouldn't it really be soaring into the sky.

How to suppress him in the future?

When he thought of this, he seemed a little panicked, Lin Yun and Junzimeng had a deadly feud.

Wang Yan's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes fell on Fu Lingtian, who was headed by the Eight Great King Kong. A cold light flashed in his eyes, he beckoned, and whispered a few words with his ears.

Fu Lingtian's expression changed slightly, then he calmed down and said, "Young master, don't worry, I will handle this matter."

Wang Yan's face was solemn, and he pondered: "Lin Yun must die, this variable really can no longer exist, otherwise, when he becomes an inner disciple and cultivates spiritual-level exercises, he will really have no chance at that time."

"I see."

As Wang Yan's confidant, Fu Lingtian was completely cultivated by him, and he was loyal to him.

Without the slightest hesitation, he silently retreated. The entire League of Gentlemen looked dead, and the news that Lin Yun was Zhong Yunxiao was a huge blow to everyone.

Not only the Gentlemen League, but also the bosses of the Shura League and the Lone Star League also had ugly expressions on their faces. Only Luojia Mountain, when Mocheng brought the news, Xinyan's brows were like flowers, and Shui Lingling's eyes were like blooming flowers, and she laughed softly: "It really is him, I thought the name Zhong Yunxiao was a little bit. Strange, Zhong Yunxiao... A thousand-year-old bell, Feng Ming Yunxiao, who else could it be if it wasn't a junior brother?

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The red lips were slightly raised, and Xin Yan's pretty face showed a little smugness, and she said to Mocheng: "Go, take the bet with me."

"bet?"

Mo Cheng was stunned for a moment before he woke up and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, but Senior Sister has bet 50,000 Spirit Jade on the little Junior Brother, which is a big profit."

Not only wanted Xinyan, Luo Feng also began to put away the bet, five thousand second-grade Lingyu, this is the real astronomical number.

The first Sword Emperor Grass, which all the elders thought was taken by Zhong Yunxiao before, pushed them all down.

But now, Zhong Yunxiao's self-identified identity is Lin Yun, so this bet can't be pushed even if he wants to push it.

"Old ghost Bai, don't be stupid, bring Lingyu to the old man!"

Luo Feng was rude, with a smile on his face, stretched out his hands in front of him. Such a direct action, I have to say, goes against the status of the number three person in the Elder Hall, but it is simple and effective.

"What Lingyu?"

Bai Ting was depressed and aggrieved now, and he had to give Lingyu to the other party, of course he didn't want to.

Luo Feng laughed and said: "Can't you afford to lose? Haha, that's okay, you and I will see Protector Mei together. As long as you have said it yourself, you haven't made this bet with this old man, I don't want this thousand second-grade Lingyu. Either way."

"You! It's too deceiving!"

Bai Ting couldn't reveal his anger. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he didn't dare to lie in front of Protector Mei, and he wouldn't be able to get along in the future. Martial practitioners are the most committed, not to mention that he is a senior elder of the sect.

In the future, it may even be possible to compete for the existence of the elders' hall masters, with high authority.

"Give you."

Bai Ting's old face trembled a few times, then he gritted his teeth and took out a storage bag and threw it to Luo Feng.

"Thanks."

Luo Feng didn't even look at it, with an undiminished smile on his face, he looked at the other elders who had made a bet with him.

Even Bai Ting was subdued. How dare these people refuse to obey. They just gave away the color of second-rank spiritual jade, and their faces were full of pain.

As little as 300, as many as 800, and together, it is an astronomical number of nearly 5,000 second-grade Lingyu.

"Hey, everyone keeps their promises, so 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 very generous, and the other elders could only smirk and deal with it at will.

"If you can send it out, there will be ghosts. How about refining the Sword Emperor Grass, you have to die."

Bai Ting cursed coldly.

Luo Feng stroked his beard, and said with a smile, "Then let's just wait and see, not to mention the number one, the top ten of the League War, there will definitely be Lin Yun's name!"

The atmosphere on the Guanyun Platform can be described as extremely hot, and the emergence of variables has made everyone's expectations for this final battle infinitely higher.

Buried in Sword Peak.

After Lin Yun and the others set foot on the Sword Tomb, their expressions became much more solemn.

Under the dim sky, on the dark ground, there are thousands of ancient long swords twisted and twisted. Every sword contained a fierce and terrifying sword intent. After the wind passed, the blade vibrated and lingered.

The gloomy and cold breath, accompanied by the vast and heavy sword intent, made everyone feel depressed.

Inside the sword tomb, there were many inner disciples who closed their eyes and rested their eyes, and saw the arrival of Lin Yun and others. Lifting his eyelids slightly, he glanced at him, and the expressions in his eyes were quite unpleasant.

"These people seem to be stronger than Mu Ling who blocked the door."

Li Wuyou stood beside Lin Yun and said solemnly, he was usually heartless. In the face of such battles, he had to be serious.

Lin Qiushan sighed: "The quota for inner disciples doesn't seem to be easy to get."

Lin Yun's eyes fell on the real sword mound not far away, admiring an ancient sword, and said softly: "The rules of the second round are still unclear, everything is unknown, and there may not be no chance."

"Brother Lin, look over there!"

Lin Yan stretched out his hand, and saw Han Zhengyang, the fourth person on the list, walking over from the south gate with a murderous aura.

Lu Hexuan, the eighth person on the list, and Xin Wuhen, the ninth person 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?"

Xin Wuhen's eyes were sharp, and he saw Lin Yun standing with Lin Qiushan and others at a glance, and the chill in his eyes flashed.

"It is said that he was the one who gained fame and won the first Sword Emperor Grass!"

Lu Hexuan said in a deep voice. Han Zhengyang didn't take it seriously. Just now, he had beaten the inner disciples with ten moves, and his confidence was quite inflated. He sneered: "Don't worry about him, he has just entered the fifth level of Xuanwu. I have already reached the peak of the fifth level, and I can crush him to death just by talking about my cultivation.

! "

Not long after, Jiang Feng and Ye Xiu appeared one after another.

Immediately it became the focus of everyone's attention, and many of the inner sect disciples also looked at them, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

The two have always dominated the top three on the list, and their status has never been shaken, even everyone on the land list has heard of it.

"Senior Brother Jiang, many inner disciples..."

The people of the Shura League, beside Jiang Feng, sighed softly.

Jiang Feng said with a smile: "Don't worry too much, they are all the bottom of the pack. There must be a reason for the sect to send them down to the alliance battle. With me here, the people of Shura will definitely be able to stand in the top 100, and everyone can do it. Obtain the quota of inner disciples."

At this moment, the crowd in the sword tomb made a noise, and Chu Haoyu appeared!

At the entrance of the east gate, Chu Haoyu, dressed in a white shirt and holding a sword in one hand, walked slowly. His expression was stern, not in a hurry or slow, and walked step by step. There seemed to be a palpitating aura on his body, and many of the elites of the Junzi League did not dare to follow him from a distance.

Chu Haoyu!

For a time, whether it was the top ten people on the list, or many inner disciples, all eyes fell on the same person.

Chu Haoyu, the evildoer who competed with Bai Lixuan in the past, is the undisputed number one on the list. According to the rumors, he already has the strength of the earth list, even if he does not say a word, it is enough to make people feel jealous and in awe.

In the eyes of everyone, Chu Haoyu's eyes swept away and fell on one person.

The killing intent in his eyes was undisguised, and when he looked at it at a glance, it seemed that there was a violent storm, containing the sword intent of the sky, whistling.

If you are timid, in front of this gaze, you are afraid of trembling with fear, and you will kneel on the spot.

who?

Who made Chu Haoyu, the person who was the first on the list, couldn't restrain his killing intent.

Everyone was extremely curious, and following his line of sight, they landed on the face of a handsome young man with clear water chestnuts.

The young man looked calm, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, showing no fear.

Very good, Lin Yun likes Chu Haoyu's character very much. If I want to kill you, I want to kill you, and I will never hide it.

Everyone in the top ten wanted to kill him, but only Chu Haoyu, who showed his killing intent in public, was sharp-edged and rebellious.

This is self-confidence, but also arrogance, and it is also a silent threat, extremely domineering.

But it's not that easy to kill me.

There was a sneer at the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, and the killing intent in his eyes was also undisguised and quietly released.

The two killing intents, along with their respective momentums, met in a narrow path above an ancient sword, and a loud noise erupted.

Clang!

In an instant, the sword screamed, and the majestic and mighty fierce sword intent, like a cold wind, whistled and roared, sweeping all directions. The wind was roaring, the grass and trees were all soldiers, and the atmosphere of the sword mound suddenly became extremely tense.