Chapter 1863 Low-key!(2/3)
"Apart from her, the most favorable one is actually Lin Tongbei. The younger generation below only said that he is the Saint of the Old Generation, and there is nothing to be afraid of. At most, it is only the top ten, but this person is very hiding his weakness.
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The Holy Land Elders on the altar smiled and recommended their juniors or disciples to Tianxuan Sword Saint.
Everyone got some news to the point of view, so they seemed extremely attentive.
Only the Great Sage Long Yun pondered and said nothing more.
It took a while.
Several players from No. 0, including Wang Ziyue from Youlan Academy, have introduced them to Tianxuan Sword Saint.
"Why doesn't Long Yun say anything?" Tianxuan Sword Saint looked over and said, "Ye Qingtian is also one of the ten No. 0 players."
Long Yun Dasheng was shocked and hurriedly said, "Tianxuan Sword Saint is joking. Ye Qingtian is lucky. He has a low cultivation level and a weak foundation. He refines half of the Holy Source. He has been lucky enough to get to this point.
, I will definitely not be able to enter the top ten later, and my talent for swordsmanship is also average."
"oh?"
Tianxuan Sword Saint said: "I heard that he has mastered six firefly swords. Some people say that he will become the Sword Saint."
"It's not easy to become a swordsman. You have to practice more. Besides, others have a poor character, so their character has not changed after returning to the sect." Long Yun Dasheng continued with a cold face.
"This kind of mind may not necessarily become a sword saint. In the future, maybe I have to practice the Dragon Elephant Holy Prison Art and hone my mind and mind well, so as not to make the original mistake again."
He is very low-key, not only low-key, but even takes the initiative to expose Ye Qingtian's scandal.
Everyone was surprised, for some reason.
Seeing this, Tianxuan Sword Saint did not continue to ask.
Seeing that the battle was about to begin, Long Yun's Great Sage was calm on the surface, but he was a little panicked in his heart. He just hoped that this guy would not be too eye-catching later.
Just get the top ten by chance. It’s best not to enter the top ten, anyway, he can give all the rewards.
He was afraid that Tianxuan would like to take advantage of Lin Yun, and then told him to snatch it away.
If he really snatched it away, he actually didn't have much reason to refuse. After all, both of them practiced swordsmanship.
How long has this guy become a hot commodity? Long Yun Dasheng was a little speechless.
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On the No. 10 ring, Lin Yun climbed up and waited for his opponent to come on stage.
As a player No. 0, he is definitely the first to make a appearance, and he has to fight several times until he loses.
Or defeat all the remaining nine people and directly enter the top ten.
"At the Jiufeng, Qi Yu!"
On the ring, a handsome young man in blue in Fengshen came on the stage and bowed.
Qi Yu is also a famous swordsman, and his cultivation has reached the three-yuan Nirvana, and he is about fifty years old.
He became famous very early, and there were other leaders in the Tiandao Sect, but he became famous after leaving the Tiandao Sect.
"Zi Lei Peak, Ye Qingtian." Lin Yun returned a casual greeting.
Qi Yu said: "I am definitely not as good as you in terms of swordsmanship, but now you fight me, your chances of winning are really slim. Going forward five hundred years and going back five hundred years, you are destined to be the most outstanding one in the Tiandao Sect in nearly a thousand years.
One of the few people, there are very few who can compete with you. If I can defeat you, I should be remembered."
He had a high opinion of Lin Yun and had no hope of catching up with him, but he was full of confidence in defeating Lin Yun now.
First, the difference in cultivation is here, and second, the root of Qi Yu
Bone and talent are definitely the monsters among monsters.
"I don't know whether you praise me or belittle me, so stop talking nonsense and just take action."
Lin Yun said with a smile.
Qi Yu didn't intend to talk nonsense to him, and directly released the astrological scroll, which unfolded a fierce flame giant appeared.
It was an ancient evil spirit with huge chains wrapped around its left and right arms and a terrifying horn on its head.
This is Qi Yu's astrology. He has been sacrificing astrology for the past ten years, and his astrology is far superior to his peers.
The ordinary nine-yuan Nirvana may not be better than him.
When the astrological phenomena were sacrificed, the lower part immediately caused a sensation, and in the finals, everyone was no longer hiding their weaknesses.
Lin Yun did not move and had no intention of offering astrological signs.
"Um?"
Qi Yu frowned slightly, and doubt flashed in his eyes.
In this final battle, no one dares to hide their weaknesses, after all, the winner is only one or two moves.
Lin Yun’s cultivation level is just a mysterious realm, and not giving out astrological signs is a death-seeking act.
"There is no need to deal with you." Lin Yun said lightly.
Qi Yu smiled, smiling happily: "Your personality is worthy of being you Ye Qingtian. I like it very much. Before, there was only 70% chance of winning, but now it is 10%, hahaha!"
"Fire burning stars!"
Qi Yu drew out a holy sword and used the top-grade ghost-level martial arts. The astrology behind him immediately released a violent roar.
With the blessing of astrological events, his sword power became even more terrifying, forming an extremely terrifying sword force.
Rumble!
The dazzling sword light enveloped, and nine vortexes of flames rippled the air and slapped towards Lin Yun.
Swish!
Lin Yun pulled out the Burial Flower Sword, Long Yuan injected it into the sword body, and with one sword, he split a vortex of flame.
The vortex gap is smooth and smooth as jade.
When a vortex was cut, the artistic conception of the sword was incomplete. Lin Yun shook his wrist and several sword lights burst out.
The remaining vortexes were pierced, and for a moment, the battle stage was filled with fire.
Whoosh!
In a moment, Lin Yun's figure disappeared simultaneously and directly killed the opponent.
clang clang clang!
The two holy swords continued to collide, and the two of them used their own sword moves to attack, without any intention of retreating.
Both of them felt that they could laugh at the end, one had confidence in their swordsmanship, and the other had confidence in their cultivation and astrology.
In the blink of an eye, there were seventy-two moves.
The two of them almost shattered the ring, and Lin Yun was still strolling in the garden and behaved easily.
But Qi Yu was covered in scars, and there were cracks in the flames, not as fierce and fierce as it was at the beginning.
The two stood with their swords and retreated.
Puchi!
Seventy-two wounds burst out from Qi Yu's body, and sword light overflowed from the wound, and blood splashed continuously.
His face turned extremely pale, and he knelt on one knee with his sword.
"Seventy-two swords... I didn't really block one sword. Your swordsmanship is not only unparalleled for five hundred years."
Qi Yu looked at Lin Yun unwillingly, but he still gave in and put away the astrological scroll and walked silently.
He looked lost and no longer had the spirit of being on the stage.
Is this a failure?
Everyone below looked shocked.
It was not too shocking that Lin Yun was able to defeat Qi Yu, but Lin Yun didn't even sacrifice the astrology.
The most important thing is Qi Yu's words, which seem to be very lively, but in fact, Qi Yu is being beaten throughout the whole process.
Seventy-two swords, none of them really blocked.
The gap is a bit outrageous. How strong is this swordsman's attainment to be so amazing.
"Three days, I have made a lot of progress." Wang Muyan narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling that something was wrong with Lin Yun.
This strength has improved so fast that only three days have passed.
Ye Feifan and Zhang Yue looked at each other, and their faces showed ugly expressions, which made them not very understanding.
"Ye Qingtian's sword intent seems to have improved a lot, and the feeling it gives people is completely perfect. In the sword intent of the sky, it is already a state of no leakage, and it actually gives this saint the feeling of being light and light..."
On the altar of Heavenly Dao, an elder in the Holy Realm sighed softly.
“Have a master’s demeanor.”
To be continued...