Chapter 1733

Be the top of the Langya list, be the top dragon list!

Mei Zihua's voice was very provocative, and it reverberated on the Thunder Blood Square. Ji Lingfeng's brows were slightly wrinkled, and their expressions were different.

"This guy is still here."

Lin Yun turned his head and looked at Mei Zihua, who smiled at him with a bottle of wine.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly, but it was Yan Cangming, the general of the wind god, after checking Ao Feng's injury. Taking advantage of the moment Lin Yun turned back, he directly killed him.

He chose the timing very cleverly, and the angle was also very tricky, silently wanting to attack Lin Yun.

Swish!

But just as he stepped into the Thunder-Blood Battle Stage, a strong wind came over him. The wind was so strong that he couldn't keep his eyes open, like a wall of wind blocking his steps.

It's a sword!

Yan Cangming narrowed his eyes and saw a shining sword light.

The sword light was wrapped in an unimaginable majestic wind, and under the blessing of the sword in the sky, it struck him with a thunderous potential.

The tip of the sword seemed to have eyes, and the moment he stared at him, Yan Cangming's whole body stood upright, like falling into an ice cave.

Dangerous aura spread from the heart, and rushed to the whole body in the blink of an eye.

When there was no time to let go, Yan Cangming stopped and tried very hard to dodge, and the speed of his dodge was already very painful. But the sword edge still pierced his body protection Long Yuan, leaving a faint bloodstain on his face, and the blood was accompanied by a chance that the blue silk would become a sword.

Yan Cangming looked up, but saw that Lin Yun had already turned around, the fingers of his right hand holding the sword were close together, and he was manipulating the funeral flower.

His blue silk is like a black waterfall, dancing in the wind, his white shirt is stirring, and he has a peerless style blooming.

Swish!

But the next moment, the funeral flowers behind him hummed, and Lin Yun disappeared from his sight.

Yan Cangming was taken aback, watching this scene in disbelief, Lin Yun's body became as light as a sword, turned into a streamer and disappeared.

It was the combination of Tianqiong Jianyi and Ren Jian, and the funeral flower brought Lin Yun back.

"Behind!"

Yan Cangming quickly turned around, and sure enough, Lin Yun had already held the hilt in his right hand, his expression was indifferent, and he swung out a sword.

Chi Chi!

In the splash of sparks, the Mingyue holy armor on Yan Cangming's chest was cut open with a ferocious opening, and blood spurted out.

Yan Cangming was split and flew out, his face was in pain, and the slits in the Mingyue holy armor on his body kept squirming and merging.

Buzz!

Lin Yun did not chase, the funeral flower in his hand kept shaking, and then his right hand was released violently.

The funeral flowers shot out like Lin Yun's extended arm, catching up with Yan Cangming in an instant.

Clang clang!

Lin Yun danced with his fingers close together, the funeral flower seemed to be being held by someone, and displayed the Canglong sword technique from the air, forcibly splitting one after another on the Mingyue Holy Armor.

When Yan Cangming landed, the sword marks on his body were intertwined, and the wounds were terrifying.

"receive!"

Lin Yun lifted his right hand with his two fingers together, and the funeral flower fled back like a streamer, before finally slipping into the scabbard of his left hand.

Pfft!

The moment the flowers were buried and returned to their sheaths, Yan Cangming, who was a hundred meters away, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees with a plop.

Everything happened in a matter of seconds, the Thunder Blood Square was silent, and everyone was dumbfounded.

too fast!

From Yan Cangming's sneak attack to his kneeling on the ground, it took at most three or four breaths.

Many people haven't even regained their senses, and the voice of Mei Zihua still echoes in their ears. The number one place on the Langya list should feel like a dragon list.

After a while, everyone woke up with a start, and there was a loud noise.

"Is this the Heaven's Vault Sword Intent? It's terrifying!"

"Unbelievable, really incredible, the complete Vault of Heaven Sword Intent is terrifying."

"No wonder it is said that the realm of the dragon veins cannot be grasped, it is simply magical and incomprehensible."

Everyone's scalp was numb, their eyes widened, and they couldn't even believe what they saw.

Ao Feng, who was already severely injured on the Thunder Blood Battle Stage, struggled to help Yan Cangming up, looked at him and said coldly, "Go."

Lin Yun pondered and did not stop.

Swish!

But as soon as the two left, they were stopped by a figure, it was Qiushan Jun, one of the four young masters of the Holy City of Heaven.

Ao Feng raised his head and said, "Martial Dao Tea Party, are you not allowed to leave if you lose?"

Qiu Shanjun said lightly: "Don't worry, the two of you didn't kill people, I naturally won't kill you. But come here if you want, and leave if you want, it's too cheap for you demon thieves."

"What are you doing?" Ao Feng's eyes showed a look of fear, an ominous premonition.

"No, you can go if you want, but you have to crawl back!"

Akiyama-kun's face was expressionless, and the moment the voice fell, he suddenly shot, only to hear screams. Ao Feng and Yan Cangming's wrists and knees were mercilessly smashed by Qiu Shan Jun.

The two of them were suddenly unable to stand, and could only be forced to kneel on the ground, unable to even turn their wrists.

Aofeng's face was distorted, and he was dying in pain, staring at Qiushan Jun and said: "You are so cruel!"

The two people were trembling all over, and under the eyes of the public, they only felt extremely humiliated.

"Not leaving yet?"

Qiu Shan Jun said coldly, and then said: "Oh, I forgot, you can't walk, just climb."

The two of them turned pale when they heard this.

"climb!"

"Climb quickly!"

There was a sky-shattering shout in the Thunder Blood Square, and no one felt that Akiyama-kun was cruel, and those who humiliated people were always humiliated.

When the two came, they were extremely arrogant, threatening to sweep the Dragon List, and their shots were even more cruel and ruthless.

Didn't expect it to end like this.

Lin Yun glanced at it, his expression did not fluctuate, the two of them took the blame for themselves, no one else could blame them.

I just didn't see it, this Akiyama-kun is really a ruthless character.

Under the gazes of everyone, Ao Feng and Yan Cangming gritted their teeth and were forced to climb out of the Thunder and Blood Battle Stage. Seeing this scene in the eyes of everyone, they only felt extremely happy and excited.

Yan Tie and the others looked strange and felt that something was not right.

Before Lin Yun made a move, Qiu Shanjun couldn't bear it, Lin Yun immediately shot after defeating the two of them.

The speed was so fast that many people did not respond.

Although there is nothing wrong with it, it is inevitable that there is some meaning of picking fruit.

Lin Yun looked at Ao Feng and Yan Cangming who climbed out of the Thunder-Blood Battle Platform, and only felt that this martial arts tea party had become a farce.

It didn't make much sense to stay any longer. He looked back at everyone in the Sword Sect, and his eyes quickly swept across the faces of Zhao Yan, Mu Xueqin and the others.

Then turn around and leave!

"Brother Lin, stay."

But just after taking a step, Akiyama-kun said with a smile on his face.

"I'm not interested in No. 1 on the Dragon Ranking list, Qiu Shan-kun doesn't need to keep me." Lin Yun's attitude was resolute and he didn't stop.

Swish!

When the wind blew up, Qiu Shanjun dodged and appeared 100 meters in front of Lin Yun, saying: "If fate is a river, when the wind blows, we can only follow the flow. You are already standing on the top of the wave, the wind has not yet Stop, how can I go."

As he spoke, there was a cracking sound.

Ji Lingfeng and Xiao Yuanqi rose from the sky, they were handsome and graceful, and they fell down like a breeze.

"Brother Lin, since you're here, let's just leave after the battle."

Xiao Yuanqi raised his head and said.

Ji Lingfeng smiled and said, "If you leave now, this martial arts tea party will not be able to go on. No matter who wins the three of us, we will definitely not be the first on the Dragon List, and no one will be convinced if we say it."

Lin Yun could feel that none of the three were malicious.

At least Ji Lingfeng and Xiao Yuanqi really didn't, they were pure, even if they saw the power of the Sword Intent.

I also want to give it a try, otherwise there will always be regrets in my heart.

Lin Yun can also understand this, but what does it have to do with me?

He pondered: "I have a reason why I can't shoot. If I do, the consequences are really unimaginable."

The three Ji Lingfeng are very strong, far stronger than they have shown.

Whether it was Ao Feng or Yan Cangming, if there was no Mingyue Sacred Armor, they would not be looked down upon by the three of them.

A few people just didn't make a move, except for the Mingyue Holy Armor, there are other scruples.

Because once he makes a move, his own strength will be exposed, and the other two will be cheapened in vain, which is equivalent to losing the qualification to compete for the first place on the Dragon List.

If only one person is present, it will definitely not be entangled.

Qiushan Jundao: "Brother Lin, don't worry, the four of us, just follow Ji Lingfeng's previous rules. One move determines the outcome, no matter what the outcome is, no second move is allowed."

"Can."

Xiao Yuanqi and Ji Lingfeng nodded, both thought this suggestion was good.

If there are no two gods who will come to make trouble, they have planned to use this to decide the winner.

One move will determine the outcome, and it will not cause real anger. Even if you lose face, it will not cause irreversible consequences.

After all, in their realm, once a real fire is fired, the consequences are indeed as Lin Yun said, and they cannot be controlled.

Lin Yun knew that these people had misunderstood what he meant.

One move determines the outcome, and it must be the ultimate move in the ultimate move. It is said that there is only one move, but Lin Yun is sure that his dragon calamity will inevitably come.

The three people on the opposite side had no regrets, and Lin Yun himself had to live and die.

"Is it necessary to fight?"

A look of irritability flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"We must fight!"

Several people spoke at the same time, and there was a raging fire in the depths of their eyes, and there was no intention to move away.

The whole place was silent, and no one cared about Ao Feng and Yan Cangming anymore. Everyone was extremely nervous, holding their breaths and not daring to speak.

Final battle!

Everyone knows that this is the last battle, and the shocking battle that will determine the number one place on the Eastern Desolate Dragon Ranking.

Even if it is only one move, it is bound to be rock-shattering.

Everyone was breathing rapidly, and they were very curious as to what the outcome of this final battle would be.

On the surface, Lin Xiao, the leader of Langya's list, had the best chance of winning. The might of the Heavenly Vault Sword Intent was so powerful that the realm of dragon veins was close to invincibility.

But Ji Lingfeng and the three dared to stand up and stop him, they must have something to rely on, and they would never think of humiliating themselves.

"No regrets?"

Lin Yun looked a little solemn.

"I don't regret it." The three Ji Lingfeng smiled and shook their heads slightly.

Lin Yun was silent for a moment, then raised his brows lightly as the three of them watched, and said, "Then the three of you go up together."

His voice was not loud, but his words were like a thousand-zhang boulder smashing into the river, setting off a storm in the hearts of everyone, causing an unimaginable impact.

The smiles on Ji Lingfeng's three people's faces converged instantly, and anger flashed in their eyes.

Qiushan Jun said coldly, "Brother Lin, this joke is not funny."

There was a lot of wind on the Thunder and Blood Battle Stage. The wind came from the three of them. They were all dissatisfied.

Lin Yun faced the wind with an indifferent expression and said indifferently, "I'm not joking, if the wind is destined to be unable to stop, why not let the wind come more violently. If it is necessary to fight, I will follow it together. If not Regret, why should the sword in Lin's hand give you face!"

His words were loud and loud, like thunder on the ground, and they exploded in the ears of everyone, and everyone was stunned.

It was completely unimaginable that Lin Xiao, who seemed to be restrained, would have such a flamboyant and arrogant side.

"Hahaha, well said!"

Mei Zihua laughed loudly on the pavilion, and felt very happy.

He got up and said with a smile: "Since the birth of the Dragon Age, we have not sought longevity, but only pursued our dreams. Back then, Jian Jingtian was angered and bloodshed the Xuantian Sect, and he was imprisoned for 18 years. Today, Lin Xiao, the leader of Langya, is not necessarily inferior to the sword. It's shocking, it's unbearable, why endure it any longer. If you want to fight, then I will play a battle song for you."

After Mei Zihua finished speaking, he sat cross-legged and took out the guqin on the pavilion. Soon, the sound of the qin echoed between the heaven and the earth.