Tick! Tick!
Blood dripped from the tip of the sword, and everyone in the huge venue could hear it clearly.
The scene was deadly silent, and even the sounds of fighting on other Shenglong platforms were temporarily forgotten.
All eyes fell on Lin Yun, on the burial sword that was dripping blood, and on Qin Yang, whose head was separated.
died……
This monstrous evildoer from four years ago, the core disciple of Xuanyang Hall, the evildoer who clamored to make Lin Yun kneel down like a dog and beg for mercy.
He was instantly killed by Lin Yun's sword and fell on the spot.
An indescribable shock hit his face, Xu Du felt as if his throat was blocked, and some were speechless.
It was too cruel, and the shock caused by this scene was too shocking.
The monstrous evildoer actually said that he was dead.
It's not that no one has died in the feast of dragons until now, but they are all unknown people and have not caused any waves. Not to mention a monstrous monster like Qin Yang, even some rising stars who are not as strong as him have never seen anyone die.
Some people lose, but very few people fall.
In front of this scene, no one guessed. The faces of the people in the Xuanyang Hall were extremely ugly, and even some elders couldn't help but stand up, and the anger in their eyes almost burst out.
Originally, Qin Yang had already qualified, and he would definitely enter. As long as he held on to three more moves, he would counterattack. The majestic sword might even defeat Ye Qingfeng in an instant.
"Within two moves, Yang Teng will be defeated."
Lin Yun said casually.
"The funeral dude is just that, your eyesight is not good, it's a bit poor."
Bai Ling's smile was not a smile, she stretched out her index finger and shook it, and said slightly disdainfully. Many people looked at Lin Yun suspiciously, and shook their heads secretly. His conclusion was unbelievable and a little outrageously wrong.