Chapter 814

Two days passed quickly, and the long-awaited ten major battles officially arrived.

Who can defeat the three little kings?

Is Yu Haotian still invincible?

Zhu Qingshan, Fang Hanluo, Yue Weiwei, Bai Lixuan and Lin Yun, who is the strongest rookie?

Whether Jiang Ziye, the only remaining fruit in Nanhua Qiying, can defend and continue the glory of Qiying, and how far Wu Xiaotian can go in the Bloody War Pavilion, all are full of expectations.

In the top ten, except for the three little kings, it can be said that there are almost no weak ones, and one strong one makes people feel terrible.

The rookie dark horses are even more aggressive. They smashed Nanhua Qiying one by one and advanced to the top ten, which is even more shocking.

As for the funeral playboy Lin Yun, he is already the most dazzling rookie in this year's Dragon Feast, and his undefeated legend always makes people excited and full of pride.

There are too many highlights in the top ten battles, and Lin Yun's position is quite subtle and has the most highlights.

On the one hand, he has to face the three little kings and continue his undefeated legend. On the other hand, he has to accept the impact of Zhu Qingshan and others, neither the former nor the latter is extremely difficult.

Especially the former, the three little kings can be sure that Yan Longzi and Yu Haotian will definitely kill Lin Yun if they have the chance, and even humiliate him severely.

The grievances between the two sides are too deep, no need to say more, everyone can feel it.

As for the latter, it is also not easy to mess with, Lin Yun has already won the title of the strongest swordsman among the younger generations in the ancient Nanhua region, but the glory of the strongest rookie. Zhu Qingshan, Fang Hanluo, and Bai Lixuan would definitely hand over to him, and once they met, they would definitely fight to the death.

Boom!

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was full of dawn, and deafening footsteps were heard from all directions in Longyun City. Countless Taoists streamed like a long dragon, galloping towards Jiulong Lake, and the people watching the huge battle were excited.

In a courtyard belonging to the Daqin Empire, Hufa Mei and others were waiting for Lin Yun's arrival.

Whoosh!

I saw a cyan figure in the distance carrying a sword box, and several ups and downs came to the crowd. It was the High Heaven Sword Pavilion Burial Playboy Lin Yun.

Everyone's eyes hurriedly looked, and a strange color flashed in their eyes, only to see the condensed breath on Lin Yun's body, and the look in his eyes was calm. Under the morning light, the sun is just right, the breeze is not dry, he is like a hopeful morning sun, walking slowly.

Compared to two days ago, when the dragon roared in his footsteps, the terrifying power of the dragon's eyes like a sword was much calmer.

But this kind of calm does not mean that Lin Yun's momentum has weakened, but that he is able to retract and release freely. Those who practice martial arts know that it is much harder to retract than to release.

Lin Yun's strength has improved again!

"How is the secret art practice?"

Mei Huafa touched his beard and asked with a smile, and the others were also curious.

Lin Yun said truthfully: "There has been progress, but it has not yet reached completion."

After watching the top ten battles and resting for two days, Lin Yun's Canglong Jianwei was barely able to retract it, but it was still a long way from the unity of the dragon and the sword.

Lin Yun's own experience in kendo practice is very clear, because the actual combat is not enough, and the unity of the dragon and the sword can only be achieved in a real battle.

"Today's battle, just be normal, you must save your life."

Hufa Mei said quite cautiously, Lin Yun's current achievements are dazzling enough, and the dragon luck on him is bound to be blessed on the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

But if it were to fall, it would be difficult for Protector Mei to accept it.

"I don't like normality very much. I just want to have no guilt, but I will pay attention to safety." Lin Yun's answer is very sincere.

Since he has won the top ten, the position at the top of the Dragon Cloud Ranking is bound to compete.

Nothing ordinary!

He only wants to be worthy, worthy of his heart, and worthy of his sword, and he will do his best to win the first place.

Behind him, there is no retreat.

Hufa Mei was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Lin Yun's sword to be so powerful. After a while, he said, "Let's go then."

After half an hour.

In the Sifang venue of Nine Dragon Lake, countless eyes were all focused on the top ten players of this dragon feast. At this moment, everyone else became a supporting role.

The group of dragons has been fighting for a feast until now, and the light of these ten people has covered all the other top 100 players.

No matter how famous they were before, they have become ordinary spectators at this moment, and this stage no longer belongs to them.

Winning the king or defeating the bandit, the road of martial arts is so cruel.

Whoosh!

On the huge Shenglong stage, the only remaining place in the Nine Dragons Lake, all the top ten judges of the Holy League gathered here. When everyone was there, the chief referee announced that the top ten battles had officially started.

"The first battle between Wu Xiaotian and Fang Hanluo!"

Fang Hanluo's origin is still a mystery to this day, and his skills and methods are also difficult to understand. He had never heard of this person before the feast of dragons.

The only one who can be compared with him is Zhu Qingshan, but Zhu Qingshan wears a mask, if you take off the mask, it may not be so mysterious. Only he showed his true face, but no one knew where he came from.

Even though Lin Yun said that before the feast, he was quite low-key, but he could know where he came from after a little inquiries.

But at the moment, no one dared to underestimate this mysterious boy who looked a little childish. Fang Hanluo was no match for ten moves.

As for Wu Xiaotian, although he was defeated by Jiang Ziye before, which magic power was still quite terrifying.

Especially after the defeat, his Blood Electric Demon Dragon Fist seems to have improved a lot, and it is really hard to say whether the two will win or lose.

"Brother Wu, give me more advice."

Fang Hanluo grinned and said, with his signature smile on his face, full of vigor and a spirit of never admit defeat.

"I can't talk about advice, I just want to break your legend, ten tricks can't beat Fang Hanluo? I don't believe it!"

Wu Xiaotian grinned grimly, his eyes bursting with cold murderous intent, his Blood Lightning Demon Dragon Fist was much improved, and he was bound to win this battle.

"Hey, I don't really care about the legend of ten moves but not ten moves, Brother Wu, take me a punch first!"

Fang Hanluo laughed and took the lead in launching the offensive.

Without using martial arts, he only used his icy will and powerful movement technique to smash a punch under the infusion of true essence.

Whoosh!

His body is like a sword, his fists are cold, and his edge is incomparable.

The suffocating energy surging all over his body, Wu Xiaotian didn't want to let it go, he raised his hand and punched him.

Bang!

In the loud noise, the two were evenly matched, and neither was shaken back.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and then smiled at each other. Just when everyone was a little surprised, there was a sudden loud noise.

Boom!

The cold light and blood light on the Rising Dragon Stage were agitated, and the two figures blurred in an instant, and each threw dozens of punches in the blink of an eye. Tian Bing Fist is a fist with a lot of stamina, and the cold light will invade the opponent's body silently, and it will take a lot of advantage in the end. Coincidentally, the same is true of Wu Xiaotian's bloody fist. The evil spirit will penetrate into the opponent's body in the hand.

It got more difficult after that.

As time passed, Fang Hanluo's Tianbing Fist became stronger and stronger, and the majestic and majestic fists were like icebergs constantly rising from the ground.

"How can this guy have such a deep background at such a young age? Isn't it not long after he has just been promoted to half-step Celestial Soul?"

Wu Xiaotian's face was dignified, and he fought against him like a hundred fists, and the opponent's true essence not only did not weaken. There was a terrifying cold glow in the fist, but it became more and more gloomy and cold, making his own movements a little stiff.

And his own fist slammed on the opponent, but it always seemed to be muddy into the sea, and it did not play any role in threatening the opponent at all.

"Hey, come again!"

Fang Hanluo struck again with a cold fist, and many icebergs kept bursting, converging into an incomparably turbulent glacier, which slammed over with the fist like a waterfall.

Click!

Wu Xiaotian's face changed slightly, and under the heavy blow, he was directly knocked 100 meters away by this punch. In the middle of the boxing fight, he actually lost, which is incredible.

In the chaotic vision on the Rising Dragon Stage, Wu Xiaotian, who was originally blurred, was forced out by this punch and appeared in everyone's sight.

Suddenly there was an exclamation. In such a fierce confrontation, it was Fang Hanluo who had the first chance.

This is a bit different from his previous fighting style. Before, he had been struggling with scars before barely winning the opponent. As soon as they started to fight, they achieved a huge advantage, which was unprecedented before.

"Kowloon Fighting Heaven!"

A look of astonishment flashed in Wu Xiaotian's eyes, and then he became furious. It was a bit strange that he couldn't drag this kid down.

boom!

The trump card from the previous fight with Jiang Ziye appeared in front of everyone again, but this time it was not the nine blood pythons. Wandering around Wu Xiaotian were the prototypes of the nine dragons. From the snake to the dragon, it was obviously much stronger. Even just the prototype was more terrifying than the blood python.

Roar!

Wu Xiaotian let out a roar, fists and mang restrained the prototype of the nine blood-colored dragons, and suppressed the opponent with an extremely fierce momentum.

Ka Ka Ka!

The punch was so powerful that there were even slight cracks on the ground. Fang Hanluo's expression was solemn, and the light in his eyes kept flickering.

"found it!"

Suddenly, a cold edge erupted from the depths of his eyes, and a rather excited look appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Frost Starburst!

The endless chill condensed in his fists and bloomed like stars, and the dust in the air shone brightly under the light, crystal clear.

Click!

The two fists collided together, and suddenly there was a sound of shattering, and the sound was astonishingly loud as thunder kept ringing.

But it was Fang Hanluo who found the flaw in Wu Xiaotian's fist, and at the moment of the collision, the prototypes of nine blood-colored flood dragons burst open. It was shattered into countless blood-colored light spots, and those light spots were instantly frozen in mid-air, preventing Wu Xiaotian from gathering these bloody demons again.

Pfft!

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. After Wu Xiaotian landed, he said helplessly, "You actually found a flaw in this move, and I lost."

"Concession!"

Fang Hanluo grinned and devoured half of the opponent's mysterious yellow aura. The dragon shadow behind him shone instantly, and the dragon's body was covered with dense dragon scales, covered with a layer of golden light and shadow.

What is even more surprising is that the dragon shadow gave birth to four claws, one more claws than the previous three claws.

Four-clawed golden dragon!

Such a vision immediately made people gasp in surprise.

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't pay much attention to this vision, but was curious about what the sharpness in the other's eyes meant. It is this sharp edge, too familiar.