Chapter 567

crazy!

After making sure that they heard Lin Yun's words clearly, everyone wondered if this young man in green clothes was crazy.

Twenty years ago, Liu Yunyan's father was completely defeated because of this, which caused Tianfu Academy to suffer great humiliation. As a result, it is impossible to turn around now.

That kind of humiliation, how miserable, all the elders can't lift their heads.

Liu Yunyan, who grew up under such pressure, has suffered great helplessness for a long time.

Today, at this very moment, just when Tianfu Academy was about to fall into defeat, someone else proposed this hell model.

Whoosh!

The old man in linen who was the referee outside the venue, dodged and came to Lin Yun. The old man is well-informed and calm. He looked at Lin Yun expressionlessly, and said solemnly, "Are you sure you know the rules of hell mode?"

Lin Yun nodded, since he said it, he naturally knew.

This hell mode is slightly different from the battle in the Daqin Empire. Once the hell mode is decided, the three players of Baiyu Academy will face each other, not the wheel battle, but together.

Not only that, Liuyun Academy and Qinglu Academy, which have been defeated, can decide to send one person each.

That is to say, in the end, one enemy five, what is hell, this is the hell mode.

This risky move is far more cruel than the wheel battle of Longmen Dabi.

However, whether or not the hell mode can be decided in the end is actually not Lin Yun's decision. In Senior Tang Yu's place, the price to apply for Hell Mode is quite high.

Twenty years ago, Tianfu Academy paid the price of a small supernatural power, one hundred fourth-grade spiritual pills, ten fifth-grade spiritual pills, and Tianli Lingyu.

At such a high price, the very slim hope of going to Bona is incomprehensible to anyone.

What's more, even if Lin Yun wins, he still has to challenge the famous Cao Zhen with unfathomable strength.

That Cao Zhen had reached the Yang Profound Realm Xiaocheng a year ago, and it is not impossible for him to reach the Yang Profound Realm Dacheng. That is the evildoer that Beixue Mountain Villa focuses on training. It is to let him shine in the feast of dragons and win the seat on the dragon cloud list.

The so-called battle of the five courtyards, in the eyes of the seniors of Beixue Villa, whether it is Lin Yun or Jiang Yi, they are just stepping stones for him.

No intention to take it seriously at all, extremely arrogant.

Zilu Academy invited him to be a foreign aid, in order to be foolproof, to fulfill the promise made twenty years ago, and to take away the half of the gods.

Such a monster, if you want to find someone who can surpass him under twenty, I am afraid that you will not be able to find it in Youzhou City.

All the elders of the Tianfu Academy changed their expressions slightly, and their eyes were hesitant. Not to mention Cao Zhen, but talking about this hell mode makes them think that Lin Yun may not be able to complete it.

Moreover, in the hell mode, it is very likely that they will be killed without even having the opportunity to admit defeat.

Thinking about the brutal style of the Baiyu Academy, I am afraid that it will really kill Lin Yun in hell mode.

Just when the group was hesitating, Lin Yun suddenly turned around in the field, and the young boy's cold face suddenly became sharp at this moment. The line of sight that burst out from his eyes was fierce and aggressive. He was like a peerless sword, holding it but not firing it, waiting for someone to pull it out of the scabbard.

But if the sword is unsheathed, even if the edge is sharp, what is the use?

He didn't speak, but his eyes showed his determination and confidence to Senior Tang Yu.

These sharp gazes not only made Senior Tang Yu's heart stunned, but the rest of the elders were also suffocating because of their rapid breathing.

Mo Ling's eyes flickered, her slightly icy face showed an unprecedented look, she said softly: "Promise him, I, as the daughter of the Mo family, ask Senior Tang Yu to agree to him. If you lose , I am willing to carry it with him."

When the other elders heard the words, they all looked at Lin Yun in surprise. Her words were equivalent to endorsing Lin Yun.

Senior Tang Yu glanced at her, and then his eyes fell on Lin Yun again. He seemed to have made up his mind, and said solemnly, "Tianfu Academy, there is no objection."

boom!

Waves of uproars gathered together and spread wildly, and the audience in the entire venue was completely boiling.

Agreed, Tianfu Academy agreed with the hell model proposed by Lin Yun.

"It's scary, I actually agreed."

"Hell mode, this is Lin Yunfeng, and Tianfu Academy is also crazy with him."

"Isn't it bad enough to lose twenty years ago?"

"..."

This decision made the other three academies seem quite shocked, and some did not respond for a while. They didn't take Lin Yun's words too seriously. Hell mode is not a challenge when you say it is.

It takes a huge amount of resources, and once you lose, it will be taken by the winner.

Immediately, these people's faces were all sneering.

"Arrogant, since Tianfu Academy wants me to wait for a huge gift in vain, I will accept it!"

In Baiyu Academy, Luo Shen, who was carrying a giant sword, and Cao Xiu, the foreign aid who had never played, rose into the air at the same time, and landed on the field full of killing intent.

The old man in linen swept his gaze and landed on the seat of Liuyun Academy. In a moment, a figure flew out at the same time.

It was Bai Yuchen, the foreign aid of Liuyun Academy.

As long as you participate, you can divide it up. Tianfu Academy has paid a huge amount of resources for this hell mode. Such a good thing can't be missed.

The old man in linen turned his head and looked at the seat of Qinglu Academy, but Jiang Yi, who was in Yunzong, shook his head slightly and made no promise.

Under his persuasion, Qinglu Academy did not send anyone else.

Lin Yun looked up, Jiang Yi smiled at him, with admiration in his eyes, but he sighed helplessly in his heart, so I can only help you here.

Although he admired Lin Yun's courage, he really couldn't be optimistic about Lin Yun, even if he fought against four.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yu, Luo Shen, Cao Xiu, and Bai Yuchen had already stood still. The atmosphere at the scene was obviously tense, and after the commotion, they were holding their breaths and daring not to speak.

"I announce, Hell Mode, officially begins."

After the confirmation, the old man in linen reached out and grabbed Liu Yunyan and left the venue with her.

Leaving this much-anticipated stage to the five people on the stage, there is no doubt that there will be a bloody battle that will begin.

boom!

Four rather vigorous auras swept through the scene like a storm, surging with mighty prestige. There is an undercurrent of Senhan's killing intent, which is surging.

Lin Yun raised his head and looked over, his eyes fell on Luo Shen and Chen Yu, and a fiery fighting intent surged in his calm eyes.

Luo Shen, who was carrying the giant sword, smiled coldly, looked at Lin Yun and said, "The girl who was cut by me before, I'm afraid it won't feel good now. But don't worry, you will be cut in half by my sword later. , there will be no pain. Or, you can die in a different way."

Chen Yu, who was holding a folding fan in his hand, flashed Mo Senhan in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Death? It's too cheap for him. If he doesn't know how to live or die, he dares to choose the hell mode, but he has to have fun."

"Wait...it's better to worry about yourself."

In the face of the two people's teasing, Lin Yun said it quite seriously.

"Insanity!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the four Luo Shen changed slightly, and a cold anger burst out from the depths of their eyes. They are leaders in all aspects, and their eyes are always above the top, but I don't think Lin Yun can be much stronger than them.

"Buried playboy Lin Yun, please enlighten me!"

The expression in Lin Yun's eyes suddenly turned cold. The burial foil sword in the sword box seemed to sense the killing intent in his heart.

Don't wait for the four to make a move.

In the vast venue, the young man dressed in a green shirt took the lead in running towards the four.

"interesting."

"Do you want to die like that?"

Seeing Lin Yun running from a distance, and Cao Xiu standing side by side, the corners of their mouths showed a touch of mockery, and they sneered.

With one enemy and four, he actually dared to take the initiative, I really don't know how the word "dead" is written. But in the blink of an eye, these people couldn't laugh anymore, on the gray ground. While the youth in green clothes was running, he grasped the burial sword that popped out of the box. The sword was not sheathed, but the sky above the youth's head suddenly condensed a majestic purple iris flower.

contour.

In the name of the sword, I will make flowers bloom!

His sword is blooming like a flower, in the vast sea of ​​clouds, in this world, everywhere.

The young man's thin figure suddenly became majestic in the eyes of everyone under such a domineering sword. In the whistling wind, it kept approaching, like a shimmer of light that kept expanding, and at the end, its man, its sword, shone like the sun.

Seven Profound Steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!

Suddenly, the boy who was running wildly disappeared in the eyes of the four of them. Several people's faces suddenly changed greatly, and they became nervous.

Clang!

With the sound of sword chants, a silver sword glow appeared out of thin air without warning, and landed behind Bai Yuchen.

Bai Yuchen didn't think much about it, he drew his sword out of the sheath, and went up to him with all his strength.

Boom!

At the moment when the two swords collided, the real essence surged like a volcano, and Bai Yuchen was blown away by the sword before he could prevent it. The palm tingled, and there was faint blood seeping out.

"how can that be!"

Bai Yuchen was shocked, the other party's perfect cultivation in the Yin Profound Realm, his true essence was even stronger than him. With the addition of the Innate Sword Intent near Dacheng, the two are superimposed, and it is the same sword, but the power is so different.

Repelling Bai Yuchen, Lin Yun's expression was calm, and he stabbed out with a sword in his backhand. The silver light on the tip of the sword was dazzling, like a cold star, and the sharp edge rushed out from the tip of his sword.

"hateful!"

It was like the sword of an unpredictable prophet, causing Cao Xiu to curse and retreat.

Whoosh!

As soon as the wind blew up, Chen Yu's eyes flashed with coldness, and he spread his arms, holding a folding fan, and killed him from behind.

Lin Yun's body was like a butterfly, moving with the wind, turning around just right. The wrist flicked violently, the blue shirt and long sleeves were like clouds, and a silver sword light flashed in the cloud, breaking through the air and pressing down.

The person was in the air, and before he could make a shot, Chen Yu was crushed by Lin Yun's sword.

Chen Yu's face darkened, and he twisted his fingers, drawing the purple folding fan of the spirit pattern. With a little thunder light, it unfolded like a picture, trying to block the sword.

But obviously, he thought too much.

Lin Yun's expression was indifferent. His sword was like the cold wind that broke out in the autumn, blowing the yellow leaves and blowing away the autumn color, only the coldness remained like the boundless white snow.

rub rub!

In the breath, the cold sword force fell towards Chen Yu incessantly.

As far as he could see, Chen Yu, who was full of white snow-like sword intent, gritted his teeth with difficulty, waved the folding fan in his hand, and retreated furiously.

After he had retreated ten steps, the sword in Lin Yun's hand suddenly increased its strength and smashed it out.

boom!

But at this moment, the venue suddenly trembled violently. It was Luo Shen, the murderous swordsman with a giant sword, he was about to shoot.

His sword, like a mountain, hit the ground heavily.

Many people saw this scene, and their faces changed involuntarily. This person's swordsmanship was quite strange. As long as he can't catch his first sword, he will definitely lose. That day, Mu Xue of Sword Sect suffered such a fiasco.

Seeing that he was about to hold the exaggerated giant sword, he rose from the sky, and Lin Yun, who was fighting, suddenly turned around.

call out!

The man walked with the sword, turned into a silver light, and came to Luo Shen in the blink of an eye.

"Good come!"

Luo Shen's eyes showed strong killing intent, and the corners of his mouth evoked a sinister smile.

Click!

But before this smile solidified, he saw blood splashing, and the burial foil sword was like an autumn water, and his right arm was chopped off.

No one could see how Lin Yun's sword came out, only that when Na Luo Shen's arm was about to hold the giant ship in front of him, it flew out with a touch of silver light.

In the pain, Luo Shen let out a piercing scream, but he was a cruel man after all.

The fierce light in his eyes flashed, and the only left hand, lightning-like, stretched out towards the giant sword inserted in front of him.

click!

But Lin Yun's sword didn't give him a chance to hold the hilt, so he drew a ruthless sword light and chopped off his left arm.

Click! Lin Yun turned around, and the moment he turned around, there was a silver sword light that spun like a color training, and then the sword of Qiushui Yiren was raised high. Behind him, an empty human head, glaring angrily, flew in the air.