Chapter 444

The imperial city of the imperial capital is divided into Yunxiao Sword Pavilion.

On the stage of the performance stage, which was paved with black iron and turquoise stone, Young Master Ye, dressed in black, held an ancient sword, with a stern expression, was fighting against three with one attack!

All three of them are the deacons of the Cloud Sky Sword Pavilion, without exception, they are the peak realm of the Half-step Purple Mansion, and they have the strength to fight against the Purple Mansion. The three of them joined forces and cooperated seamlessly, and it was not difficult for them to strangle the masters of Zifujing.

But under the sword power of Young Master Ye, he was in a state of embarrassment and could only parry with all his might.

Bang bang bang!

Its sword is as dazzling as the bright sun. A sword came out, and the light exploded, as if there were stars exploding, rumbling and deafening.

The three half-step Zifu deacons were blasted out on the spot, spitting out blood.

Under Ye Gongzi's terrifying sword stance, the three's sword stance seemed a little vulnerable. "Hehe, Lin Yun must have never imagined that Xiaoye's sword intent has already reached the half-step innate realm. Aurora swordsmanship has reached its peak and perfection in Xiaoye's hands. Although it has not yet reached the transformation realm, it can have a rank advantage and cooperate with Xiaoye's cultivation. In order to easily crush him, condensing the power of starburst with sword light,

With the sound wave entering the body, even if the kid has a physical advantage, it is not enough to see. "

Outside the arena, there were elders watching, with a sneer on the corners of their mouths and a grim look.

The sun was shining, and Young Master Ye on the martial arts field put his sword back into the sheath, his expression was cold and handsome, and there was an arrogance in him that despised the heroes of the world.

call out!

Just at this moment, a man in black with a face towel suddenly appeared.

After landing, with lightning speed, he slapped Young Master Ye with a palm.

boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from the man in black, and the coercion that belonged to the Purple Palace Realm surged out.

The sudden situation surprised many people, and they quickly shouted: "Be careful!"

Young Master Ye's expression didn't change, and when the man in black was about to attack, he slapped it out with a backhand.

A coercion that was not weaker than that of the Zifujing suddenly rose from him, and the terrifying sword power rushed into the sky at the same time.

Bang!

The two palms collided fiercely in mid-air, and the thick floor of the martial arts field exploded immediately. The rumbling sound reverberated in all directions, deafening and making people's heart skip a beat.

Not over yet...

When Young Master Ye raised his eyes, his eyes swept away, and a sword light fell from the sky to cover him, and the scattered sword force all over his body condensed into a vertical sword light.

When the two sword beams crossed to form a cross sword beam, Young Master Ye shoved forward abruptly with an angry shout.

Pfft!

The man in black groaned, and was violently shaken and flew out, Ye Gongzi himself was like a mountain, standing still.

"Xiaoye's Streaming Sword Art has been promoted to the eighth level!"

The elder outside the field was shocked and said incredulously.

"Hahaha, good!"

Seeing the leader of Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, Lao Luo Han, he walked out with a big laugh and said solemnly: "Xiao Ye, as expected of a genius that I have rarely seen in a thousand years in Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, I can handle such emergencies so casually."

The masked man in black on the field tore off his turban, revealing a face that everyone was quite familiar with. He cupped his hands and smiled and said, "Congratulations to Xiao Ye, the streamer sword technique has been promoted to the eighth level!"

Everyone suddenly realized that it was just a test, and smiles appeared on their faces.

With such strength, Xiao Ye crushes and kills Lin Yun in a different group battle today, I am afraid it will be a matter of grasping.

Luo Han stepped forward quickly and said solemnly, "Do you know what day is today?"

Ye Gongzi said calmly: "Today is a battle between different groups in the Dragon Gate Grand Competition. I will kill Lin Yun. I will pay back the revenge of my junior and senior brothers a hundredfold!"

"Back then, Jian Wuming drove my Yunxiao sword pavilion out of Qintian County, and replaced the sect he created with the Lingxiao sword pavilion. It was above the clouds and bullied me for many years. This tone should be released."

Luo Han said angrily.

There was a chill on the corner of Ye Gongzi's mouth, and he said lightly: "If he is sensible, he will admit defeat when he comes to power. I really can't do anything about him. But as long as I do it, I can make his life worse than death, and let High Heaven Sword Pavilion because of his face. sweep the floor."

"Just Lin Yun, you don't have to think too much about Xiaoye. This time you have a good chance of winning the top three in the Dragon Gate Competition."

"Yes, if you are lucky, you may not be able to compete for the top spot."

The other elders whispered, and in the words, they did not take Lin Yun in their eyes at all, as if he was already a dead person.

"Let's go, it's time to go."

At this moment, not only Yunxiao Jiange, but other forces also started to set off one by one, heading to Longmen Square.

Half an hour later, the VIP seats of the Longmen Battle Platform were filled with many forces.

The figure of King Qin also appeared on the Ziqing throne, and Princess Fenghua and the eldest prince Qin Yu followed.

The disciples of the various sects who have been promoted to the top thirty-two have been waiting for a long time.

As soon as King Qin appeared, there were many eyes, and they all looked over.

Princess Fenghua saw that King Qin nodded at her, got up and said, "The rule for the battle between different groups is still that the loser will be eliminated. After the top sixteen are decided, the holy messenger will come and personally preside over the battle of the top eight. The rules will also be determined by the Holy Messenger."

Hearing the word holy envoy, many people moved in their hearts, and strange colors flashed in their eyes.

Everyone knows that the real host of this Dragon Gate Competition is a mysterious saint.

Its position is high and its strength is terrifying, and it is an existence that truly surpasses the empire and the four major sects.

However, it will only show up after the top sixteen finals, and it will not interfere with any forces or personal grievances, maintaining absolute neutrality.

What is really exciting is that the leader of the Dragon Gate Competition can make a request to the Holy Envoy at will.

As long as it is within a reasonable range, the holy messenger can be satisfied at will. Someone once wanted a treasure. With a wave of the holy envoy, he took out more than ten treasures and let the other party choose. There are also people who want their father's family to split the soil and seal the king in the Daqin Empire, and the envoy is also easily satisfied.

His words were much more effective than the King of Qin in the Great Qin Empire.

While Princess Fenghua was explaining the rules, Li Wuyou whispered, "Brother, you have a good chance of winning against Young Master Ye."

Lin Yun glanced at the other party and said, "You brat, have you gone to Xianyunlou to bet again?"

"No, absolutely not, just to join in the fun. You may not guess that someone bet on a third-grade spiritual jade, betting that you will be at the top of the list."

"Who?"

"Flowering."

Lin Yun was slightly startled, and then smiled, this guy always does something unexpected.

Grade three Lingyu, how rare.

It would be a pity to bet if you lose. However, he trusted himself so much, which still made Lin Yun quite happy.

As far as he knew, his odds were terrible.

Not to mention the top spot, even in the battle with Young Master Ye, no one is optimistic about him.

"However, brother, how much chance do you think you have?"

Li Wuyou asked.

The other people in the sword pavilion also raised their ears to listen.

"How many chances to win can only be known after the fight."

Lin Yun felt to himself that the odds of winning were at least 50%, but it was never easy to make a decision without a fight.

Right now, he's at his peak in every way.

The only troublesome thing was that his Martial Soul Candle Dragon was always in a deep sleep state after swallowing Wu Mohan's demon soul. Until now, I still can't wake up, and some have big heads.

"The battle between different groups has officially begun!"

Princess Fenghua, who finished explaining the rules beside the Ziqing Throne, did not say much, and said solemnly: "In the first battle, Young Master Yanxin of Hunyuan Sect will fight against Tang Yuan of Xuantian Sect."

Whoosh!

As soon as the voice fell, there were two figures, each of which landed on the battlefield.

Tang Yuan, the core disciple of Xuantian, although he had some encounters in the secret realm of the magic lotus, his strength improved rapidly. But in the eyes of everyone, the gap with Young Master Yan Xin is still a little too big.

There is basically no suspense in this battle.

Sure enough, after ten moves, Young Master Yanxin burst out with the power of a terrifying dragon and elephant.

One punch blasted out the astonishing power of the ten cauldrons, and the ancient holy sound reverberated in all directions. Without any fancy, just relying on this terrifying strength, it crushed Tang Yuan's mighty dragon and tiger, and then knocked him off the platform.

Ten strokes crushed Tang Yuan, and Young Master Yanxin himself remained invisible.

It feels unfathomable, and it seems that half of its strength has not been used, which is quite exaggerated.

"Young Master Yanxin wins!"

The referee waited until Tang Yuan actually landed before declaring the winner.

The corner of Young Master Yanxin's mouth was slightly raised, and he looked down at Tang Yuan on the ground, and said with a smile, "Dragon Tiger Fist? But that's it..."

Immediately afterwards, his eyes swept away and fell on the VIP seats among the people in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

Lin Yun immediately felt a sharp gaze that came straight at him, his expression was calm, and he didn't care.

"Unfortunately, you kid, I can't do it myself."

Young Master Yanxin said something to himself, and then floated down.

"This guy... It's as if the younger brother will definitely lose to Young Master Ye."

Xin Yan looked unhappy and hummed softly.

"Everyone else thinks so too."

Lin Yun said lightly.

However, the strength of this Young Master Yanxin is indeed a bit incomprehensible. The power of the ten cauldrons? Could it be that he has cultivated the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art to the sixth level, but it is a little impossible to think about it.

If you want to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art to the sixth level, you have to refine a Celestial Soul Demon Pill.

Gathering the power of the entire sect, it is not difficult to kill Tianshen, but the price is too high just for a son of Yanxin.

After thinking about it, there can only be some other opportunities.

Martial spirit, secret art, exotic fruit... all possible.

The war continued, except for the existence of the son-level, who could still crush the opponent. Every other battle is very fierce, and the suspense of victory and defeat always exists.

In many games, the situation even reversed back and forth, and the winner was not decided until the last second.

On the one hand, it proves that the existence of the son-level is indeed powerful, and it also shows that there are no weak ones who can enter the top 32.

In fact, even if the young master crushed his opponent, he would have to use at least ten moves.

Instead of easily sweeping the opponent with just one move, as in the group stage.

"The eighth battle, Bai Lixuan of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, against Zuoyun of Hunyuanzong!"

Before the words could be heard, the Longmen Square was filled with boiling.

There are three focus battles in different teams, Bai Lixuan against Zuo Yun, Qin Yu against Guan Shan Gongzi, and the rest is Lin Yun against Ye Gongzi.

Both of them are rising stars, Bai Lixuan is the first person to achieve the Holy Body, known as the first person under the son.

Zuo Yun's strength is not bad, and he is also the strongest rising star of the Hunyuan Sect. In many people's minds, he is fully qualified to fight against Bai Lixuan. Win or lose, this battle is bound to be exciting.