Chapter 1396

The sword spirit is flowing in the body of Zhu hall.

Crazy destruction of meridians.

Blood is constantly spitting out from the mouth, and the sound of broken bones is also constantly coming out.

Zhu Dian was convulsed.

Wan Zheng stands up and looks directly at the cloud.

In his face, the murderer was revealed.

Then he looked at the elder on the stage and spoke slowly: "Wan Yanzheng, the disciple of wushenfeng, told the elder that zhudian of Wufeng had already said he would lose. But Yunyang, the disciple of dijianfeng, was still reluctant to give up. He wanted to kill the disciple of wushenfeng with his sword. I hope the elder can see clearly and deprive Yunyang of the qualification to continue to participate in the competition."

On the stage, the sword stopped, and the hall of Zhu fell to the ground, with a dispirited look.

Yunyang looks at Yan Zheng.

He looked indifferent.

Then he said slowly: "disciple Yunyang returns to elder. I only heard Zhu Dian, disciple of Wu Shenfeng, say two words I recognize. As for the word lose, I didn't hear it. If I didn't say it, I didn't admit defeat. Since I didn't admit defeat, why can't I do it?

Besides, how can you conclude that what Zhu Dian wants to say is that I admit defeat?

What if I think it's three words? "

Yunyang looked at Yan Zheng, not afraid, voice Lang Lang.

On the stage, the elder in charge looks embarrassed.

To be honest, both of them have a point.

However, everyone in Ren's heart knows that Zhu Dian wants to say that I give up three words, but Yunyang slaps him back, and then abuses him so as to let out a breath, and other peaks join hands to put pressure on emperor Jianfeng.

He was not willing to bear it.

But even so, Zhu Dian did not admit defeat.

So he looked at the elder.

"Elder, how should we deal with this matter?"

Smell speech, on the stage elder light way: "announce the result, the competition continues."

The abbot nodded.

Then he looked at the platform and spoke slowly: "in this battle, Emperor Jianfeng won."

Wanyan politicians continue to speak.

Suddenly, I felt a terrible pressure coming on me.

And the one who wields power is the elder in charge.

Wan Yanzheng's face was embarrassed, and he carried down the Zhu hall with an ugly look.

Holy Land competition continues.

Yunyang returns to dijianfeng and looks at Zhuge Qingfeng with a twinkling look.

"I'm taking it out on you. Take good care of yourself."

Smell speech, Zhuge Qingfeng and others nodded, his face showed a smile.

In front of him, Ling Yu, Huang Zitao and Chen Xuanfeng all said in a voice: "don't worry, we will also vent our anger on you, so you can have a good look."

But the actual next game, still not optimistic.

Sheng Dao Feng's disciples challenge Huang Zi Tao.

With the outbreak of the war, Huang Zitao suffered a disastrous defeat and was directly in a coma.

Chen Xuanfeng was defeated by Tianzhen peak's disciples.

Now, only Ling Yu is left in the holy land of emperor Jianfeng. Xiao Chen's eyes are dignified. He looks at Ling Yu and says, "Lao Qi, I'm afraid you're next. Don't try to be brave. You must come back safely. If you lose, there are us."

Ling Yu's face flashed, and anger was revealed between his eyebrows.

He looked back at Zhuge Qingfeng and others, as well as Chen Xuanfeng and Huang Zitao who had just lost.

Anger in my heart.

They would have talked and laughed with him just now.

Everyone comes on stage with a smile.

Say to him, you will win.

But now they're all lying there, battered and pale.

Even Chen Xuanfeng's battle almost killed him.

They took part in the ten peaks discussion together.

For the honor of dijianfeng, but now.

Dijianfeng was attacked by a group of people.

As a disciple of emperor Jianfeng, how can he not act?

Elder martial brother and others are all at the level of Tao.

Sixth elder martial brother, holy land is invincible. Now even Yunyang can crush his opponent.

Whether it's for emperor Jianfeng or for his own dignity.

He doesn't want to lose.

Looking at Xiao Chen, Ling Yu said: "sixth elder martial brother, I don't need them to challenge me. I won't let Prince Tao be abused for nothing. My emperor Jianfeng won't admit defeat. Unless I can't fight any more, I won't admit defeat."

With that, Ling Yu stood up and flew onto the platform.

Under the stage, Xiao Chen couldn't help flashing his displeasure.

This seventh younger martial brother is too emotional and emotional.

"Ling Yu, the disciple of emperor Jianfeng, who will fight in the holy land of jiuchongtian?" His voice shook heaven and earth, his eyes were bright, and he looked around at the peaks. His face was even cold. He wanted to let the peaks pay for their blood.

Under the stage, there is Tianjiao stepping out.

He came from the holy Dharma peak, the holy land of nine heaven cultivation.

Among the sacred Dharma peaks, the level of holy land is only weaker than that of Dongfang Yan, and its strength is extremely strong.It's called Tianxiao!

He looked at Ling Yu, his face flickered with a shadow.

Dongfang Yan was defeated by Xiao Chen.

Now, he is going to take Ling Yu and rub the spirit of Ling of emperor Jianfeng.

"Now get off the stage, I can spare you, otherwise your end will be very miserable, you have to think clearly."

To this, Ling Yu looks disdainful.

"Bah!"

"If you want to go, you go."

The sky owl's eyes flashed and gave a ferocious smile.

"Good boy, have a little backbone. Don't regret it later!"

Ling Yu's sword Qi soars out of the sky, and the seven foot sword edge rises out of the sky. The domineering sword Qi is surging in the void. The breath of terror directly penetrates the void. His sword is extremely sharp.

It can kill everything.

Naturally, it also includes his opponent, sky owl.

However, the sky owl didn't care at all. He had a bright flow of immortal power on his body.

There is a cry from the void.

A golden winged ROC bird emerged and then swarmed into the sky owl's body. The golden winged ROC bird, the overlord of the sky, has unparalleled speed and extremely powerful attack power. Even its body level is comparable to that of refining. Ling Yu's opponent is really strong this time.

But Ling Yu's look and mind are incomparably firm.

His sword is invincible.

"Chop!"

With a cold drink, the empty sword fell down and went straight to the sky owl.

However, the sky owl steps out, and his figure is like a ghost. The speed is so fast that people can't see it clearly. Ling Yu's sword is fast, but the sky owl's speed is faster. This situation makes Ling Yu's face flicker.

"What a fast speed..."

but Ling Yu still didn't panic.

He can defend even the heart of the sixth elder martial brother's sword, so he can't speak any more.

So he fought with the sky owl by anticipation.

Sword Qi, fight with the power of golden winged Mirs in the battlefield.

Xianli is constantly touching and booming.

Ling Yu's step is steady. Between the waves, ten thousand swords go straight to the sky owl. This time, the sky owl doesn't dodge and resists hard.

Boom!

His body collapsed and his clothes were torn.

It can be seen that Ling Yu's sword Qi is powerful.

The sky owl's arms were covered with blood, but there was no wound.

Golden winged Mirs are very overbearing.

The defense is terrible.

Countless people under the stage exclaimed, this Ling Yu's strength is very strong.

People in dijianfeng look a little relieved.

At this time, the sky owl on the platform looked flashing, and gradually there was a golden light flashing.

"Ling Yu, you can force me to fight you with all my strength. You are very good, but your end will be miserable. Prepare to accept the baptism of death!"