Chapter 1981

Boom!

Zangjian Lake, which was cut in half, made a deafening loud noise like a waterfall pouring backwards, which lasted for a long time.

Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Yun who was standing in the air.

Won!

This genius from the Heavenly Dao Sect has won again, and it is really numb now.

The leaders of the Sword League were extremely bitter, they only felt their mouths were dry and their expressions were extremely complicated.

It would be great if this was the genius of their Sword Union!

Many people couldn't help but think of these thoughts, and if so, they would have started cheering long ago.

Lin Yun put the sword back in its sheath, landed on a statue and placed the funeral flower beside him, then crossed his knees and closed his eyes to heal his wounds.

"My God, he still has to fight!"

"Don't give up yet, I have to let my Sword League disgrace before giving up, this night Qingtian is too cruel!"

"I'm so angry, he's already good enough. After this battle, he will definitely be famous in Kunlun. Why don't you just stop it?"

"Is the Sword League really unable to stop him?"

Seeing the leader of the Sword League who saw Lin Yun cross-legged, he was dumbfounded on the spot, and his mentality collapsed directly.

The clamor from the four directions could no longer be stopped. The leaders of the Eighteen Holy Lands of the Sword League were all furious, clenching their fists and rage.

But unfortunately, I didn't have the courage to really go up for a fight.

Above the sky.

Feng Shaoyu, the master of Shaozhuang, his face has long since turned pale, and the thing he is most worried about has happened.

Zao Wou-Ki also lost, and he lost so embarrassingly!

Now no one can see where others are. It is because the sword is too powerful to notice him at all.

"Jiang Yunting!"

Feng Shaoyu turned his head to look, with hopeful eyes, he looked at the genius of Wanjianlou.

Jiang Yunting looked embarrassed, and then shook his head silently.

"Brother Jiang is afraid?" Feng Shaoyu said.

Jiang Yunting sighed and said after a while, "You don't need to irritate me, I'll be honest, I'm really scared."

Feng Shaoyu suddenly asked, "How about your swordsmanship!"

Jiang Yunting didn't get angry when he heard the words, but smiled instead: "You have a strong character and a madness in Hidden Sword Villa. You still think about the galaxy against the galaxy, the wizard against the wizard, but you didn't block a single sword."

"you!"

Feng Shaoyu was speechless, his face gloomy and terrifying.

Feng Shengling shivered, lowered his head and dared not speak. He really embarrassed Tibetan Sword Villa.

Fortunately, Jiang Yunting's temperament is relatively gentle after all, he said broadly: "Brother Feng, don't be angry, I'm just making an analogy, my generation of sword cultivators is not afraid of life and death, naturally not afraid of a battle."

"But knowing that there is no chance of winning, if you have to force it, it is not a sword repair style, this is pure stupidity, don't talk about it."

Jiang Yunting said very euphemistically, Jianxiu belongs to Jianxiu, but Jianxiu is not mindless.

Feng Shaoyu's expression softened a little, and he pondered: "Is there really no chance? He has revealed a lot of trump cards in this battle, and he can see some depths."

"If you are willing to take action, regardless of the outcome, I can give you ten Sun Holy Pills from Hidden Sword Villa."

Jiang Yunting's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, and said helplessly: "Young Zhuangzhu's shot is really grand, if you are really sure, I will do it without the Holy Pill of the Sun, after all, I am also a member of the Sword League. But it is really, the chances are slim !"

"How to say?"

Feng Shaoyu still refused to give up.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunting explained to him: "If he only has the means in front of him, my chance of winning is about 30%. After all, he has already revealed a lot."

"Three percent, too little." Feng Shaoyu said.

"A lot."

Jiang Yunting said firmly: "If there is really

30% chance, I will definitely fight, but this 30% chance is still based on the premise that I can block the last sight. "

Feng Shengling took the words from the side and whispered: "He should have taken some of that sword. If he didn't take it, the power would only be greater."

"That's right."

Jiang Yunting said sternly: "This is not the key. The key is that since he decides to fight again, there must be other means. So my real chance is actually less than 10%, so I'll give it for nothing."

He was sober, his strength was on par with Zao Wou-Ki.

Even if he was a little more confident and stronger than Zao Wuji, he definitely wouldn't be much stronger.

If you really meet Lin Yun, if the other party gives face, he may be able to fight with you a hundred times, so it's not ugly to lose that way.

If you don't talk about martial arts and make a quick decision, it may only be a matter of two or three moves, and it will not be much better than Feng Shengling.

And this is very possible, after all, this step has been taken, and there is not much the other party can hide.

"What should I do? Did he really take the top spot? I gave him the famous sword made by Hidden Sword Villa for nothing?" Feng Shaoyu's face was not very good-looking.

The Famous Sword Conference is so attractive, in addition to the name, it is naturally beneficial.

Hidden Sword Villa is much stronger than other kendo holy places, and it is not stingy, so the reward for the top of the list is extremely generous.

Jiang Yunting said: "Young master, don't worry, Brother Gu hasn't spoken yet."

Feng Shaoyu woke up like a dream, and quickly looked at Gu Zijing and said, "Old Gu, say something!"

Among the four wizards of the Sword League, Feng Shengling was the youngest and ranked last, and Zao Wuji and Jiang Yunting were in the middle.

The strongest person is undoubtedly Gu Zijing, the direct disciple of the Ice Emperor.

Gu Zijing kept staring at Lin Yun, as if he didn't hear Feng Shaoyu's words, Feng Shaoyu couldn't help but ask again.

"I'm thinking about one thing." Gu Zijing said.

"What's up?"

Gu Zijing's eyes returned to Lin Yun, but he didn't speak. He was really thinking about one thing.

If this matter is true, then all kinds of strange things about Ye Qingtian can be solved with ease.

But if it was true, it would be too scary.

He couldn't believe that there were such geniuses in the world. Thinking of this, he shook his head involuntarily.

He had the ability to never forget, so he closed his eyes, and the images of Lin Yun and Zao Wou-Ki fighting each other kept flashing back to his mind.

Feng Shaoyu wanted to ask again, Jiang Yunting said: "Let him think about it, I probably know what he is thinking."

"Let's not talk about the sword technique of sealing the sky left by the Ice Emperor, but only say that the Yinghuo Divine Sword entered the Holy Scroll, and Gu Zijing mastered that trick half a year ago. As long as Brother Gu opens his eyes, in this battle, he will That's 100% sure."

Feng Shaoyu was overjoyed when he heard the words, but he was still curious: "What is Lao Gu thinking about?"

Not only him, but other people on Tianque, including Feng Shengling, looked at Jiang Yunting very curiously.

Jiang Yunting pondered: "Ye Qingtian's kendo skills are amazing. When he fought against Zao Wou-Ki, he was able to easily find flaws. Many times he was in danger, but he was always able to turn them around, like a prophet."

"It's amazing, so his cultivation base is not high, but he always takes the lead."

Those who can watch the battle on the Sky Tower are either celebrities from aristocratic families or saints of the Sword Union, at least they can barely see the fight between the two.

Looking back at Jiang Yunting's words at this moment, it seems that this is indeed the case, which is really strange.

Jiang Yunting continued: "But Zao Wou-Ki, regardless of his physical skills, physical body, or kendo skills, or martial arts will, is actually not weaker than the opponent, and even stronger. This is quite miraculous, if something goes wrong, there must be a monster... "

"So the key is to figure this out. If you can't figure it out, even if you can stop the fire, it will be difficult to truly defeat your opponent."

Everyone suddenly realized that they understood.

Feng Shaoyu pondered for a moment, then murmured: "If you say that, as long as you figure out the mystery, then the night will be gone.

That's all. "

Jiang Yunting laughed dumbly and said, "Dividing people, dividing people, this is true for Gu Zijing. For others, such as little brother Sheng Ling, even if you think about it, it will be useless. If you really fight, you will give it a sword for nothing."

Feng Shengling was seriously pondering what the mystery of Ye Qingtian was, when he heard this, his face turned dark.

What about me again, I'm already very low-key.

Feng Shaoyu didn't care and smiled: "It's all the same, Brother Gu can definitely figure it out."

"Look, Ye Qingtian has opened his eyes!"

At this moment, someone on the sky tower suddenly said.

Will it heal so soon? !

Everyone was shocked, Gu Zijing didn't understand yet, Ye Qingtian's injury was actually healed.

The battle between him and Zao Wou-Ki was extremely terrifying. Whether it was the consumption of Nirvana Qi or the sword wound left by Zao Wou-Ki, they should not have recovered so quickly.

On the statue of Qiongqi, Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, held the funeral flower beside him and slowly got up.

He looked around in a circle, and the people he was staring at couldn't help but retreat backwards, so that people's heads were surging like a tide.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and said, "Who else is willing to fight next time."

With the Azure Dragon Divine Bone, he will have returned to the peak, and another battle will have no effect.

There was constant noise from all directions, but no one dared to stand up.

"Sure enough, we have to fight again!"

"Is there really no one in the Sword League?"

"If no one plays again, the top spot will really be taken away."

The leaders of the Eighteen Holy Lands of the Sword League all looked anxious and talked a lot about each other.

"Yanyu Villa, please take action from Gu Zijing and strengthen the might of my Sword Alliance!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the crowd, and someone looked at Tianque and shouted loudly at Yanyu Villa, which belonged to the Holy Land of the Sword Alliance.

Everyone woke up like a dream, yes, there is also a corn mirror!

Gu Zijing was personally passed down by the Ice Emperor. As long as he was still around, the Sword League would not be considered truly unmanned.

"Xiaoyunzong, please take action from Gu Zijing and strengthen my sword alliance!"

"Shuiyue Jianshan, please take action from Gu Zijing and strengthen my sword alliance!"

...

For a time, the voices of Zhuang Wo Sword Alliance reverberated from the sky and the ground. Those voices gathered together, and the blood of those who listened was boiling, and gradually converged into a torrent, which resounded like thunder.

"Please take action from Gu Zijing and strengthen the might of my Sword Alliance!"

Everyone's hopes were all concentrated on Gu Zijing, and the sound was so loud that it made people's eardrums tremble.

"Good guy, this battle is bigger than it was twenty years ago. Back then, Jian Jingtian didn't push the Sword League to this point."

The young man in white, Yunfeng, called out the good guy, looking surprised.

Sword Sect Ye Ziling and the others were also frightened by such a battle. Ye Qingtian actually pushed the Sword League to such a degree.

This is an alliance of eighteen kendo holy places!

They looked at Ye Qingtian with complicated expressions, and many people had an unspeakable emotion in their hearts.

If Senior Brother Lin was still there, he would definitely have a place in such a lively scene.

call out!

Amidst the overwhelming roar, Gu Zijing on the sky tower finally opened his eyes.

"Brother Gu, it's time to take action!"

Feng Shaoyu, the master of Shaozhuang Village, hurriedly cupped his hands.

"Gu Zijing, let's go! If you don't fight now, when will you wait!" The other people on the Tianque said at the same time, their eyes were bright and their words were sincere.

"Then let's fight."

Gu Zijing stretched out his arms and jumped down from the sky tower.

The gust of wind blew across his cheeks, his eyes were full of burning fighting intent, and his brows were sharp.