There are only Lin Yun, Wu Xiaotian, Yan Ziqing and the mysterious black robe swordsman Zhu Qingshan. The rest of the dark horse either defeat or admit defeat.

As for Yue Weiwei, she met Gan Yunzong's Jiang Ziye.

The first battle that everyone was looking forward to, Yue Weiwei smiled at Yingying, and took the initiative to choose to admit defeat.

It was beyond the expectations of many people. After all, Yue Weiwei is quite mysterious. Many people seem to be capable of fighting with Jiang Ziye.

Among the four, Wu Xiaotian and Yan Ziqing were masters of the older generations. The last Longyun list ranked eleven, and one ranked very high. Without encountering the Three Kings and Seven British, it was not unexpected to this day.

Only Lin Yun and Zhu Qingshan, two dark horses, one with swords and one with a knife, which left a deep impression.

It's just that compared to Lin Yun, this wishing Qingshan is too heavy, and there are many dead souls under the knife, which makes people not very comfortable. Many people think that he should practice magic merit.

So cover the face with a black robe.

"In the last round of the mixed group battle, Lin Yun confronts Ji Peak!"

Well!

Just after the referee's voice fell, a fierce noise was set off on the huge venue, and the entire wars seat was shocked.

"This is really unexpected, only the last battle left, I actually encountered the silence."

"I thought Lin Yun would end the knockout match with a winning streak. This is not wonderful. The previous dark horses met the three kings and seven Yings.

"This is correct, after all, it is just a knockout match. The real decisive battle is still the ranking battle."

"I don't know that Jifeng gives Lin Yun's chance to win and defeat, just like he and Dust, otherwise Lin Yun may still have to admit defeat."

Most of the many discussions are sighing, and nine games have not encountered. The last game encountered it. Lin Yun's luck is really bad, otherwise ten stability in the end.

Under the stage, the silent peak looked cold, and it was not moved.

In addition to the Dushu, his opponents chose to admit defeat. He did not think that Lin Yun would be an accident. Three King and Qiying's prestige. For these dark horses, he had a fatal deterrence.

For a while, countless eyes fell on Lin Yun, waiting for his decision.

Bai Lixuan, Ji Wuye, Wu Xiaotian, Nangong Yeyu, Li Mubai ... Whether it is familiar or unfamiliar, he is curious about what decision he will make.

Feeling these many sights, the funeral flowers hidden in the sheath are still trembling, buzzing.

Xiang Jian's heart, there is no advance!
Chapter completed!