Chapter 315

For a moment of youth, if you don't use it, it's already gone. Once you use it, there is no way to use up your true essence.

But the power was equally astonishing and terrifying. When raising his hand, the two great monsters knelt down in front of Lin Yun.

Even the Martial Spirit that had just been sacrificed was too late to use it, and he was seriously injured and fainted.

At the edge of the sword mound, Ye Xiu, who was hit hard by Lin Yun's fingering of the divine sword, was abandoned. He sucked in a breath of cold air, his throat made a rumbling sound, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes.

If he is still on the field, I am afraid that the end will not be as good as it is.

On the vast sword tomb, within a kilometer of Lin Yun seemed to have been washed away by a torrential rain.

Thousands of meters away, the flame is still rising and burning.

The true essence in the body was completely consumed, endless exhaustion, and the previously suppressed injuries, flooded from all directions.

Lin Yun spat out blood, his body shook slightly, his face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. Weak and powerless, Lin Yun is really exhausted and has no fighting power at this stage.

But everyone was watching, and everyone looked at him with awe.

"The alliance war is over, Lin Yun is number one!"

Elder Luo Feng's strong voice came from the sky, and there were bursts of exclamations at the scene. This alliance battle was full of ups and downs. No one expected that the one who really laughed would be Lin Yun at the end.

A young man who has been in the sect for less than half a year and under eighteen.

On the viewing platform, the faces of many alliance leaders are not very good-looking. Especially Wang Yan of the Junzi League, his face turned blue with anger, he didn't say a word, his teeth trembled.

After exhausting all his efforts and exhausting resources, even Chu Haoyu dug over.

As a result, in this alliance battle, not only failed to kill Lin Yun, but also allowed the other party to take the first place. In the first round of the previous alliance war, the wanted order he issued to Lin Yun was a great humiliation now that he thought about it.

After spending such a huge price, he searched for Lin Yun's whereabouts everywhere, but in the end he could only watch his opponent win the first place.

Take away the treasure, win the reward, and enjoy the much-anticipated glory.

finished?

Hearing Elder Luo Feng's voice, Lin Yun was completely relieved, and a smile appeared on his face. In vain, he worked hard all the way to the end, and he was very satisfied with the result.

If you decide to fight, you must fight for the first place.

boom!

Suddenly, on the vast sword tomb, without warning, two bloody ghosts sprang out. After a roar, he roared and jumped out of the flames, rushing towards the only creature that existed on the sword tomb.

The scene suddenly exclaimed, and many people's faces changed greatly, obviously they were a little too hard to poke their hands.

A strange light flashed in Bai Ting's eyes, and he said with a smile, "Interesting, the blood flame ghost was born again. Lin Yun's palm just now seemed to have touched the seal formation of the underground flame veins."

Whoosh!

Luo Feng's face changed slightly, his figure flashed, and he was ready to go down to rescue. But Bai Ting, how could he miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, his eyes flashed coldly, and he stopped in front of Luo Feng with a smile: "It seems that God's will is like this, old ghost Luo, don't force it."

Bang!

"Fuck me!"

During the quarrel between the two, an extremely violent aura appeared on the sword tomb, but Xinyan rushed up in the blink of an eye. The sword glow was unsheathed, frost covered her icy face, and the strength of the Eighth Layer of Xuanwu suddenly unfolded.

With a loud shout, Xin Yan made two swords in a row, smashing the two bloody ghosts on the spot.

The terrifying strength of the Eighth Layer of Xuanwu was undoubtedly evident, and this was the end of a false alarm.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Xinyan turned around and came to Lin Yun, looking at Lin Yun, who was covered in bruises and bruises and looked weak, her eyes were extremely painful.

"Sister, give it to you."

Seeing that Xinyan was coming, Lin Yun was quite happy, squeezed out a smile, and pulled out the red flame battle flag tied on his back.

Xinyan's eyes were a little wet, she naturally wouldn't accept it, and said softly, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll take you out."

After speaking, he went straight forward, carried him on his back, and led him away from the sword grave step by step.

Lying on Xinyan's back, Lin Yun held the Scarlet Flames Battle Flag. With his mind relaxed, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he whispered, "Sister Xinyan, you saved my life again."

"What are you talking about, say that again, and I'll throw you down."

"Well, don't say it."

A smile appeared on Lin Yun's face, unable to hold on any longer, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Feeling Lin Yun's heavy breathing on her back, a rare soft smile appeared on Xinyan's icy face. The smile is like a flower, and the style is overflowing, but it is very different from the previous, violent beheading of two bloody ghosts.

"This guy is so lucky"

"Yeah, the number one beauty of our High Heaven Sword Pavilion, known as the Blood Rose. I don't know how many lechers were killed under the sword. Who would dare to take advantage of her. Now in the public eye, there is no escaping suspicion. Carry Lin Yun out of the sword grave."

"Damn, this guy has only been in the sect for half a year. Senior Sister Xinyan is about to fall."

Such a scene is also beyond everyone's expectations, and many people are stunned. There was a hint of jealousy in Lin Yun's eyes, and his heart was lost. Compared with Lin Yun's victory in the alliance battle, he was much stronger.

"Haha, why are you jealous, if you have the ability, you can also win the first place in the alliance battle, and give that red flame battle flag to Senior Sister Xinyan."

"Yes, if I were Senior Sister Xinyan, I would also be willing to carry him out."

Facing the complaints of many male disciples, the female disciples in the sword pavilion seemed a little dissatisfied. However, it caused some small disturbances, which eased the tense atmosphere of the alliance war a lot.

On the cloud viewing platform, Liu Yue, who was sitting in the VIP seat, had a cold face.

Before the alliance war, it was rumored that Lin Yun couldn't even survive the first round, and he would definitely die in the second round. But she saw it from the beginning to the end. In the first round, Lin Yun's pseudonym Zhong Yunxiao won a big gamble for Luo Feng and slapped everyone's faces.

In the second round, they were crushed as soon as they made a move, and the three top ten people on the list joined forces.

In the strongest duel, Lin Yun won the match with one opponent and three, with boundless style.

This is not the alliance battle she wants to see at all. She has worked so hard to come here, but this is not the result she has been waiting for.

He got up angrily, said hello to the elders around him, and looked deeply at Lin Yun who was on Xinyan's back before turning back, his expression was quite complicated.

"Damn, sooner or later, I'll take care of you."

The more she looked, the more angry she became, Liu Yue cursed in her heart, not wanting to stay any longer.

Some people are depressed, some people are happy.

At the edge of the sword mound, Lin Qiushan and the others obviously belonged to the latter group, with faint smiles on their faces.

It's just that Li Wuyou said pitifully, "The boss is really lucky. Whenever, senior sister can carry Xiao Wuyou on her back."

Lin Yan chuckled, but she found that Li Wuyou was really funny and not serious. But in a blink of an eye, he said with some worry: "Sister, do you think there will be no problem with Brother Lin's injury?"

At the end of the alliance war, Lin Yun was number one, and no one could compete with him, but his blue shirt was stained with blood and scarred, and he won quite heroically.

Lin Qiushan said thoughtfully: "It should be fine, after all, he has trained the dragon-elephant fighting physique, so he can't look at it with ordinary people's eyes. But it's not easy to recover. Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao stabbed him with two swords too. Deadly."

After Lin Yan heard the words, a smile appeared on his little face again.

Those two swords stabbed Lin Yun, in the line of life and death, as long as he took half a step slower, the sword light would penetrate on the spot.

Fortunately, he endured the severe pain and pushed the two back on the spot, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

In this alliance battle, Lin Yun won the first place without any luck.

All the elders and disciples who saw it from the beginning to the end were full of admiration, and Lin Yun deserved it for being the first in the alliance.

But when Lin Yunyou woke up, it was already three days later.

He slept too deadly and too deeply, and it seemed a little difficult for him to open his eyes. In the field of vision, the blurred scene in the room gradually became clear, but unexpectedly found that it was not his residence in Luojia Mountain.

In the clean room, there is a faint fragrance, which makes you feel refreshed and refreshed.

Looking at it, the fragrance comes from the burning incense burner on the table, and the spices are probably very valuable.

Next to the incense burner, there is also an ancient battle flag like a spear, imprinted with mysterious spiritual patterns, and occasionally a streamer flashes like a dazzling star. The stream of light is fleeting, but it contains terrifying and amazing power, which makes people palpitate.

Strange, isn't this the Red Flame Battle Flag?

Lin Yun saw it clearly and found that the old battle flag beside the incense burner was indeed the reward that the first in the alliance war could get.

Immediately lifted the quilt, walked over quickly, and held it in his hand, sure enough.

It was indeed the Scarlet Flame Battle Flag, and his eyes could not help but look around, and doubts arose in his heart.

"Boy, you woke up fast enough!"

There was a hearty smile from outside the house, Lin Yun looked back, and saw a middle-aged scholar pushed in the door. It is the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, the head of the four guardians, the guardian Mei!