Chapter 1176

The relatively calm Qingyan Square became extremely noisy after Feng Xiaoyu's remarks.

Especially when he deceived me that there was no one in Qingyan County!

Even more so, the leaders of Qingyan County City were infuriated, and they were all enthusiastic and clamoring non-stop.

After all, Lin Yun was just an outsider. Compared with Feng Xiaoyu's popularity in Qingyan County, he couldn't be more small. With just a few words, Feng Xiaoyu turned Lin Yun into a bully who bullied others, and a group of people were making a noise and preventing Lin Yun from leaving.

Feng Xiaoyu looked indifferent and sneered in his heart, it's not that easy for you to leave.

The fun has only just begun!

Lin Yun's eyes fell on the young man in front of him, and thoughtfully, this person was probably also arranged by Feng Xiaoyu.

"Your sister was indeed blinded by me. I never deny what I did, but that was the first thing she did to dig out my eyes." Lin Yun looked at the other party and said calmly.

"It doesn't matter who made the move, the important thing is that you did stab her in the eyes. There is no reason for the elder brother not to make a move. If you and I fight, whoever loses will let the opponent stab him in the eyes, and then you want to leave. If you want to stay, I, Chen Ying, won't stop you!"

Chen Ying stared at Lin Yun with murderous aura in his eyes, and said word by word.

Unreasonable!

From Lin Yun's point of view, this person's typical brain is faulty and inexplicable. Whether it's right or wrong, I've made it clear to him, and even if I don't want to forgive, Lin Yun is not very polite, and said coldly: "Get out of the way."

"Today you have to fight if you don't fight!"

Chen Ying stomped hard on the ground with his feet, his body flew out, drew his sword and slashed towards Lin Yun like lightning.

He was not in a hurry to use the Holy Spirit Martial Arts, but with his true essence alone, the power of this sword became extremely terrifying.

It can be easily judged that this person's strength far exceeds that of Yan Zijing.

Seeing the opponent's Jianguang keep expanding in his eyes, Lin Yun's eyes were slightly condensed, and there was a flash of coldness in his eyes, where did the confidence come from.

A cat or a dog, dare to do anything to yourself.

boom!

His sword stance spread out a little, like a towering mountain, instantly becoming unattainable and unfathomable.

Almost instantly, Chen Ying's sword seemed to sink into the sea, unable to extricate himself, at a loss and at a loss. Obviously Lin Yun is right in front of him, as majestic as a mountain, but his edge is unable to lock Lin Yun, and he is deeply trapped in it, like a leaf blocking the eyes of Mount Tai.

This... what's going on here?

Chen Ying was instantly terrified, the sword he stabbed crazily disintegrated, he pulled away and retreated, not daring to stay for long.

Clang!

But just half a step back, the sword in Lin Yun's hand was pulled out, and the burial flower was unsheathed, like a secluded dragon roaring.

Click!

A crisp sound of gold and stone shattering rang in everyone's ears, and the sword in Chen Ying's hand was directly cut off.

The sword wind blew across her face, causing Chen Ying's cheeks to tremble, swaying like waves, her long hair split, and she couldn't open her eyes.

After waiting for a while, he woke up with a start, and looked at Lin Yun again, his eyes couldn't help but be terrified, and murmured: "I lost..."

"Then keep those eyes."

Lin Yun said lightly.

"Don't, don't..."

When Chen Ying heard Lin Yun's words, her pupils shrank suddenly, her legs trembled wildly, and she begged for mercy with a crying voice: "I... I'm just joking, besides, Brother Lin, are you going to leave? I'll make way for it. ."

Pfft!

What answered him was a ray of sword light, the sword light was like lightning, and Chen Ying's eyes were blinded by Lin Yun in an instant.

He let out a piercing scream, covered his eyes, and knelt on the ground.

The screams were so miserable, the scalp was numb, and the cold sweat kept on listening. They looked at Lin Yun one by one, and their expressions gradually changed.

This man is too cruel!

Yan Zijing and Chen Ying were both defeated in the hands of each other with one sword, one had his throat cut off, and the other had his eyes stabbed.

The Famous Sword Conference has never been so bloody.

Such a ferocious picture caused a great impact on them, and they were speechless for a while.

"Why is this guy so strong?!" Feng Xiaoyu on Feitiantai looked embarrassed. The two she arranged were just like trash in front of Lin Yun.

Bang!

Lin Yun put his sword back into its sheath, kicked Chen Ying who was kneeling on the ground, and said lightly, "I want to leave, why do you stop me?"

In the screams, Chen Ying was kicked by Lin Yun like garbage, and after landing, many people were knocked down before they could dodge.

"This guy is too arrogant..."

On the Qingyan Square below, many leaders gritted their teeth and could not wait to go up and clean up Lin Yun.

But after seeing the opponent's means, he immediately woke up. If the cultivation base was limited to Tianshen, most of the people present would not be his opponents.

Once uploaded, the end may be as miserable as Chen Ying's.

call out!

Just when the crowd was silent, a figure spread out his arms and slowly landed on the battlefield. He blocked Lin Yun's way and said in a deep voice, "Since Brother Lin is here, don't rush to leave, your strength is completely sufficient. Participate in the Famous Sword Conference. The third miss did not give you a sword post, it seems that there is indeed some misunderstanding."

Lin Yun looked up and saw that this life was quite handsome, with a faint pockmark on his face, but the faint traces did not have much impact on that face.

Zhao Yan!

Lin Yun immediately remembered Ye Feifan's introduction. Although the guy's mouth was broken, he was really impressive after the introduction.

He is one of the four masters of this Famous Sword Conference, and one of the top 1,000 extraordinary monsters on the Donghuang Xingjun List.

The Star King Ranking is a ranking for the entire Eastern Wilderness. The top 10,000 is the hurdle, the top 5,000 is the second hurdle, and the top 1,000 is another world.

"Let's go like this, you must not have enough fun. You two wastes, in fact, you are not even qualified to draw your sword, fight with me, I will definitely be able to make you happy, and see if you can make me happy! "

Zhao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes flashed with dazzling sharpness. He was very interested in Lin Yun.

See the heart of hunting, don't want to miss it.

Lin Yun looked at the other party and said with a smile: "Your Excellency looks down on me, but this sword conference is so smoky, I really don't have much interest."

"You won't be afraid of me, will you?"

The corners of Zhao Yan's mouth were slightly raised, and he said with a smile: "The cultivation base is limited to the Celestial Soul Realm. You still have a 10% chance of winning. You are from the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, and you should have practiced the 13 Floating Cloud Swords. Let me see it!"

On the flying platform, everyone looked extremely surprised.

Lin Yun actually aroused Zhao Yan's interest. Zhao Yan is one of the top 1,000 superstars on the Star Sovereign List, and his future achievements are bound to be immeasurable.

"What kind of skills does this guy have? No matter what, it's just a celestial soul. How can He De fight against Zhao Yan!" Feng Xiaoyu's face was gloomy, and he looked very dissatisfied. Zhao Yan's words made her look dull, making her seem like It's you who is making trouble unreasonably.

Gongsun Yan, who is known as a pair of sword eyes, can see through the world of swordsmanship, smiled lightly and said softly: "He is not just a heavenly soul."

"Oh?"

Others were puzzled, and many of them looked at him involuntarily.

Gongsun Yan said indifferently: "The first sword is fine, for Yan Zijing, many people can do it. But this second sword is very impressive, anyone who has the sword will, can see that Lin Yunfang is talented How terrifying the blooming sword power is. Zhao Yan is known as a sword idiot. If he can get into his eyes, he will not care about the identity of the other party."

The other people looked slightly startled. Gongsun Yan's evaluation of Lin Yun was so high?

Feng Xingyang showed dissatisfaction on his face. As a Feng family member, he naturally wanted to protect Feng Xiaoyu, and said coldly, "Do you think so highly of him?"

Gongsun Yan smiled, not arguing with him, and said lightly, "You'll know when you look at it."

Regardless of his strength or reputation, Gongsun Yan is the strongest in the field. Although there are four popular candidates for this Famous Sword Conference. But in the eyes of many swordsmen, Gongsun Yan and the other three are one level stronger, at least half a level stronger.

His words caused a great sensation, which made Zhao Yan's battle against Lin Yun seem extremely eye-catching.

On the battlefield, when Lin Yun was confronting Zhao Yan, a voice came over: "Brother Lin, this Mazi is a sword idiot, he has recognized you, even if you leave the Famous Sword Conference, he will catch up. I won't fight you. One will never stop.”

Lun Yun followed the sound and saw that the speaker was a young man who was younger than him. Sword eyebrows and star eyes, bright eyes and white teeth, and those with extremely beautiful long eyes are Ye Feifei who sneaked back.

He winked at Lin Yun and said with a smile, his tone was quite flattering.

"What he said is true. Even if you leave the Famous Sword Conference, I will chase you."

Zhao Yan smiled, his eyes condensed with fighting intent, stared at Lin Yun, and said solemnly: "Fight with me!"

Lin Yun was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "If the famous sword conference is all a sword idiot like you, it's actually quite interesting to think about it, I promise you."

"Then don't disappoint me too much!"

Zhao Yan grinned, the sword box bounced off his back, and a simple and heavy black long sword appeared in his hand.

"This sword is called Leiying, the core holy pattern is the seventh-grade thunder holy pattern, and there are 300 holy patterns, four feet three in length, and heavy! I once killed eight small gods in one go with this sword. The venerable, barely considered to have not humiliated it."

Lin Yun looked at the sword in his hand and said lightly, "Burying the flower."

"Isn't this sword a holy soldier? I'm not used to changing swords. You can borrow a holy sword from the Cangjian Tower. Master Feng should sell me to save face." Zhao Yan smiled, and then looked at Feng Feng in the distance. Xuanzi glanced at it.

"allow!"

Feng Xuanzi said lightly.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

As soon as the voice fell, ten sword attendants flew out of the towering Tibetan Sword Tower, each holding a sword box in both hands.

There is no doubt that all the soldiers in the box should be holy soldiers, and the quality will not be inferior to Raikage.

Feng Xuanzi actually borrowed a sword?

The atmosphere of the entire Qingyan Square suddenly became extremely dignified, and everyone looked nervous, vaguely feeling that the Famous Sword Conference was officially started now.

"Young Master Lin, pick one at random. The swords borrowed from the Cangjian Building have never been returned." The sword attendant, headed by the ten people, looked cold and arrogant. He pointed out the school hospital to Lin Yun, talking about the Cangjian Building Still quite proud.

"Brother Lin, choose all of them. The Cangjianlou family has a great business, so I won't mind."

Ye Feifei below frowned and smiled, and the corners of the mouths of several sword attendants twitched.

The leading swordsman glared at Lin Yun, and was really worried about Lin Yun. He borrowed all ten holy swords in one breath. Ye Feifei smiled and didn't care.

Lin Yun didn't open the sword box, and directly refused: "No, I just want to bury the flowers."

"you sure?"

Lin Yun nodded, the swordsman leader frowned slightly, and retreated with the others without saying much.

Is this looking for death?

Everyone was puzzled, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes.

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's okay, I can understand you. Since you don't change swords, I won't take advantage of you. If you hold ten moves in my hands, I will be considered a loser."

Whoa!

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold light that made him feel like falling into an ice cave.

Looking up, Lin Yun's icy gaze fell on him.

Lin Yun's eyes were cold, his brows were sharp, and he raised his voice: "If you limit your cultivation to the Heavenly Soul Realm, you won't be able to exert the power of the holy sword. Ten moves won't make me happy. You should be serious. , otherwise you will lose later, and I will not give you a chance to fight again."

This guy!

The smile on Zhao Yan's face instantly solidified, his heart stunned, and his expression became extremely solemn.