Chapter 454

"This guy, he lost in the hands of a barbarian, so he can't see Brother Lin Yun getting the title of Young Master."

Li Wuyou said indignantly, that Ye Feng's words and deeds are indeed infuriating.

A few people said a few words at random, and when they were about to leave, a group of people came forward in a mighty manner, and the leader was the eldest prince Qin Yu.

Qin Yu's expression was stern, and he couldn't see the waves, but when his eyes fell on Lin Yun, the killing intent between his brows was still uncontrollable.

Obviously, his intention to kill Lin Yun has never been less than the slightest.

"What are you here for?"

Xinyan asked with a cold face.

"Come and see my fiancee, and congratulations by the way, our new funeral playboy."

With a smile on Qin Yu's face, he said softly.

"Please respect yourself. There is no fiancee here. Sister Xinyan has nothing to do with you. Your Excellency is the prince, please respect yourself."

Lin Yun took a step forward, stopped in front of Xinyan, and faced Qin Yu.

Between the words of the two, they secretly confronted each other.

"Really? What Qin Yu wants to get, no one can stop me. After I get the top spot this time, what do you think I will ask for with the holy envoy?"

Qin Yu smiled but not, his eyes fell on Xin Yan, and a flash of greed flashed in his eyes.

It seems to imply that Lin Yun, after winning the top spot, made a request to the envoy to regain Xinyan.

"If I get to the top of the list, what do you think I will ask of the Holy Envoy?"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with obliteration intent, confronted each other, and responded coldly.

The corners of Qin Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and with a disdainful smile, he turned around slowly.

"I advise you to worry about yourself. I know Yunzhen's strength better than you. If you can survive against him, you will win. Top of the list? Stop dreaming, my Daqin Dragon Gate Competition is a sword slave. To be at the top of the list is a bit ridiculous."

With his back to Lin Yun, Qin Yu looked dismissive, not thinking that Lin Yun could survive in Yun Zhen's hands.

Qin Yu's arrogance and lack of eyes made several people's faces look unsightly.

The threat implied in his words is like a shadow, shrouding the hearts of several people.

"Little Junior Brother, he won the top spot, so he should have other plans not to waste this opportunity on me. I'm here on purpose now, I'm afraid I want to disturb your mind and let you face Yun Zhen in three days' time. disorder."

Xin Yan said softly.

Lin Yun was stunned when he heard the words, and then thought about it, it is indeed possible. Just now, I was in a restless mood, and even almost started on the spot. What the senior sister said made sense.

"But what he said is right, Yun Zhen is really difficult to deal with. He ranks third in the Dragon Gate Competition in the Upper Realm. In the Xuantian Sect, he is as famous as Liu Shan. If it is possible, the little junior brother in the battle of the top four should not fight. Bar."

Xinyan leaned towards Lin Yun and whispered.

Junior Junior Brother can reach the top eight, which has exceeded many people's expectations, and has already shined generously.

It is destined to be famous in Daqin, and there is no need to fight with Yunzhen.

Thinking about it now, Qin Yu, the eldest prince, may have deliberately wanted to anger Lin Yun and prevent him from abstaining.

"Give up?"

Lin Yun looked up at the sky. Dusk had arrived, and the sky was getting darker. In the splendid sunset, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at him.

In those eyes, there is hope, gratification, and encouragement.

That is the last will of the elder brother Xin Jue, the sword of the king, this dragon gate will definitely go all the way.

As he said at the beginning, if you don't come, you'll be there. If you come, just fight for the first place!

"Lin Yun, what did Qin Yu say again?"

Luo Feng frowned slightly and walked over.

Lin Yun turned around and pondered: "It's nothing, but Elder Luo, I still want to go to the Burial Sword Forest for the last three days to retreat and tell you."

"Your injury?"

Luo Feng was a little surprised. The fierce battle between him and Young Master Yan Xin was in everyone's eyes.

Although the last sword cut off the core of the rock, the injury he suffered was not too light to think about.

"It's okay, his last punch was actually blocked by my Heaven Broken Cloud. It looks scary, but it didn't actually hurt the vital point..."

Lin Yun explained.

"That's good, but after three days, you must arrive on time. Otherwise, you will be directly judged to lose."

"I know."

Quietly, night has come.

At this moment, in the Xianyun Tower in the Imperial City of the Imperial Capital, the voices were full of people, and they went completely crazy. The hall of betting is crowded with people, and the gap has long been invisible.

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

The odds of the top four three days later were already presented on the stone table in the center. Bai Lixuan played against Yue Qing, Qin Yu played against Feng Ye, Young Master Shuiyue played against Si Xueyi, Young Master Yun Zhen played against Funeral Playboy.

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

His odds, infinitely close to one-to-one, completely make people lose interest in betting. As for Feng Ye, he successfully overtook Lin Yun and became the player with the highest odds right now.

In addition to him, Bai Lixuan's match against Yue Qing is also favored by many people, and the odds are only slightly higher than Qin Yu.

The odds of the two are close, making people not much interested in betting.

The only thing that was a little sticky was the next two stops, Young Master Shuiyue and Si Xueyi, in this same-door battle. The outcome is hard to tell, and the odds of both have good odds, which means that Wanbao Pavilion cannot be sure who will win.

Who can win depends on personal vision and luck.

As for Lin Yun's confrontation with Master Yun Zhen, it's a bit worth pondering. If it was before, there is no doubt that Lin Yun's odds will be extremely high, even exaggeratedly high.

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

But at the moment, Lin Yun beheaded the two young masters in a row, especially in the battle to kill Young Master Yanxin. Earth-shattering, shocking.

Even the senior management of Wanbao Pavilion agreed that Young Master Yunzhen's background and strength were much higher than Lin Yun's.

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 biggest dark horse in this year's Dragon Gate Competition.

On the other hand, with the top three and the top of the list, 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 spiritual jade that roamed was at the top of the list alone, and was firmly pressed under the Lin Yun brand. There is a kind of domineering arrogance and contempt for the world.

"It's a little too difficult for Lin Yun to get to the top of the list."

"But today's battle is really shocking. If I didn't meet Yun Zhen, I bet he would definitely make it to the semi-finals!"

"Yeah, as long as it's not Qin Yu and Yunzhen, even if it's Young Master Shuiyue, I think Lin Yun has a great chance of winning."

"I don't dare to bet on the top of the leaderboard, but I still dare to bet against Yun Zhen, hehe, who can be sure that Lin Yun can't kill another son?"

Almost no one dared to bet on Lin Yun's top spot, but in the huge Xianyun Building, the focus of everyone's discussion could not escape Lin Yun.

Without him, today's battle is really exciting and heart-warming.

...

In the Sword Burial Forest, Jian Xuanhe had already left, and only the Thirteenth Master was still there.

After Lin Yun arrived, he was straightforward and stated his purpose: "Master Thirteen, I want to go to the sixth floor."

"Don't you want to die? Don't say whether you can go up to the sixth floor. Even if you can, you can't stay. There is no Zifu in that place, so you will die."

The Thirteenth Master said with a cold expression.

"I can't master the complete Innate Sword Intent, I have no certainty that I will win Qin Yu."

Qin Yu's strength was only revealed in the battle against Guan Shan Gongzi.

With just one palm, he crushed Guan Shan, who was also a son.

Lin Yun's expression was very firm, without the slightest hesitation.

The Thirteenth Master condensed the young man in front of him, before smiling for a long time: "That's right, as far as you are concerned, if you can't get the first place, it will be more painful than dying in the sword burial map. Since you want to bet, the old man is like as you wish."

boom!

Accompanied by an ancient handprint, the wind was blowing in the Sword Burial Forest, and the sky suddenly sank.

A distorted space gap, accompanied by strong winds, appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision.

The twisted gap seems to lead to a mysterious world, and there are electric lights from time to time. Lin Yun was quite familiar with those dazzling electric lights, and he suffered a lot from it last time.

Burial sword map!

Compared to the first 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 face of the thirteenth master said.

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face, and his figure flashed and swept in.

Click!

He easily broke the barrier that blocked the gap, and a familiar picture appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision. The space seems to be squirming, like an ancient monster entrenched in the void, which is awe-inspiring.

The Burial Sword Map has nine layers in total, one layer and one world. The more you go, the greater the danger, but also the greater the opportunity.

Staring at the gloomy thunder cloud above his head, Lin Yun thought about it. 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 movements, stepped on an ancient stone platform floating in the air, and rushed towards the sky.

Ka Ka Ka!

He was familiar with the road, broke through the fourth floor in a row, and came to the fifth floor of the Buried Sword Map. Even though Lin Yun's current strength is far from what it used to be, he still has lingering fears when he comes to the fifth floor again.

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

In the sky, the thunderclouds condensed by the sword intent turned from pitch black to blood red, and the clouds erupted with all kinds of strange lightnings between the collisions.

When these lightnings landed on the ground, a terrifying loud noise would erupt. Along with the loud noise, the reckless sword intent condensed into a swift and violent wind, sending out a sharp whistling in this scarlet world.

On the dilapidated ground, many ancient broken swords fell.

A broken sword means a dead swordsman, and every broken sword means a dead swordsman.

Walking in it, Lin Yun could feel that the burial flowers in the back box were trembling. He seemed to know what Lin Yun was going to do, and he was excited and nervous.

Looking at the deep and vast cloud of blood above his head, Lin Yun didn't know if he could definitely rush over.

But once you step in, you have to give it a try.

To the heart of the sword, keep moving forward! The young man raised his eyebrows, the blood-colored electric light falling in the air reflected Lin Yun's unrepentant face, and he rose into the sky like a sharp sword.