Chapter 811

"It's okay, I do it on my own."

Seeing Lin Yun hesitate, Hufa Mei smiled calmly.

Oh?

What Lin Yun thought of, could it be that this sword can temporarily restrain his breath, so as not to let Canglong Jianwei leak out.

Without hesitation at the moment, he stretched out his hand and took the sword out of the box, but when his right hand was about to ask for the hilt, his heart suddenly stopped.

Broken Sword Body!

It's been a long time since he broke his sword, and Lin Yun almost forgot his strange physique. It would be a big sin if he destroyed the Hanguang Sword.

Protector Mei said with a smile: "You don't need to draw a sword, you can just feel it."

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, held the scabbard with his right hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

Whoa!

Immediately, an icy aura passed through the scabbard into the palm of his hand, and immediately spread throughout his body. Lin Yun felt that his body temperature and warmth were swallowed up by the sword.

So cold.

When the whole body was cold, Lin Yun couldn't help shivering until he opened his eyes. The expressions Si Xueyi and the others looked at him became quite strange. In their eyes, the current Lin Yun looked quite ordinary.

The blue dragon loomed in the walk just now, and the terrifying vision of the dragon's eyes as sharp as a sword light was gone. Not to mention such visions, apart from the fact that his appearance has not changed, Lin Yun now makes people feel like a mortal who has lost his cultivation.

He seems to have absorbed all the light, which is extremely amazing.

Lin Yun noticed the vision on his body, and quickly put down his lightsaber, and found that his cultivation was still there, except that the blood was slightly cold, and there was no difference.

"What's going on?" Lin Yun asked curiously. Hufa Mei put away the sword and explained, "The original name of this sword was changed to Cold Light. It is a relic of ancient times. After getting it, the patriarch found many wonderful uses. One of them is that it can swallow the light of the world, and it will be only when the sword is drawn. If you show your edge, change your name to Hanguang. You have not been recognized by this sword

, can't completely cover up the breath on the body, but it should be worry-free within a day. "

Others smacked their tongues secretly when they heard it. Obviously, it was the first time they knew such secrets. There were indeed quite a few secrets in High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

As for the ancestor Jian Wuming, he is a mythical figure that makes people look up to him.

"Let's go. You don't need to fight today, you just recuperate and watch the collision of these arrogant leaders. In the top ten battles, these monsters must fight extremely fiercely, and the sparks from the collision are precious inspiration for you, just perfect for your... ...mystery."

Protector Mei also didn't know what Lin Yun had realized, so he could only temporarily replace it with a secret technique.

Lin Yunzheng has this intention, the seed quota is in hand, and it would be too wasteful not to make good use of it.

"Hey, the seed quota is great, watch the fire from the other side, and watch them fight endlessly. Not only can I gain martial arts insights from it, but also find their flaws. This feast of dragons is really interesting."

Feng Ye said with a smile, but what he said was the truth.

If the seed quota is not so attractive, the battle before the four groups will not be so tragic, then the Xuanyang Palace Lin Tao will not humiliate Lin Yun in public.

There was no war today, and the few people looked relaxed, talking and laughing, and walked towards Jiulong Lake.

By the time everyone arrived at Jiulong Lake, there was already a sea of ​​people in the spectator seats.

When Lin Yun appeared, there was inevitably another cheer, and countless eyes fell on this peerless dark horse. With a look of fanaticism in his eyes, Lin Yun's current popularity has completely surpassed the three little kings. The moment he appeared, many people were even crazy for him.

Such a terrifying popularity does not mean that everyone thinks that Lin Yun already has the strength comparable to the three little kings.

It's just that Lin Yun is too legendary, he came from a humble background, and his deeds continued to ferment during this period. The identity of the sword slave was dug up by the good people. After all, this matter is not a secret in the Daqin Empire in Leizhou.

From such a humble background, he has won a winning streak in the feast of dragons, and he has not lost a game. In the battle of the four groups, he even defeated Nangong Wanyu and won the title of the strongest swordsman among the younger generation in the ancient Nanhua region, which is a legend.

In addition to his identity as a sword slave, many of his deeds in the ancient Nanhua region have also been excavated.

But what made the blood boil the most was the massacre of Tianling Qixiu by one person and one sword in Leizhou.

Most of the warriors who have been to Leizhou know the virtues of the local leaders, and many outsiders have been bullied.

No one can do the feat of beheading all the Seven Shows of Tianling like Lin Yun.

Even though Lin Yun had already taken his seat, the sound waves at the scene were still one after another, and the discussions continued. Such popularity has made many people envious, and of course there are also envious people, Yan Longzi in the Tian Yao Pavilion was gloomy and said nothing.

In my heart, I sneered, and let you jump for a few days, the higher you stand, the harder you fall.

He had made up his mind that in the last round of the battle, if he encountered Lin Yun, he would never give him a way out. He had to be severely smashed in public, and he had to give Lin Yun the greatest humiliation in front of Yue Weiwei.

The noisy atmosphere at the scene subsided a little after the referee appeared and announced the start of the top ten battles.

Everyone's attention was focused on the arena. Although the four seeded players were exempted from this round, the top ten battles were quite interesting.

Let's talk about the competition system first. Sixteen people compete for six top ten spots, and more than half of them must be eliminated. And those who can get to this point are either a very bright rookie dark horse, or Nan Hua Qiying, or an old master like Wu Xiaotian.

In short, no one is weak.

Among them, the biggest attraction is naturally the new and old battles, the magic knife Zhu Qingshan, the immortal Xiaoqiang Fang Hanluo, the fairy Yue Weiwei, and the Thunder Sword Bai Lixuan, whether these four can go further as rookies, they must face Li Mubai, Jiang Ziye, Jue Jue Chen, Yang Lie, these Nanhua Qiying.

If it was before the feast of dragons, no one would be optimistic about these people, but now it is hard to say.

The first ten battles officially started, and the first round was very intense. Magic Sword Zhu Qingshan faced Tianjian Zong Li Mubai.

Li Mubai was humiliated by Lin Yun hanging on the Shenlong statue because of his previous defeat. Compared to Nangong Wanyu, Li Mubai's popularity dropped dramatically.

It was also defeated by Lin Yun, but Nangong Wanyu's popularity did not decrease much. After all, the battle was quite thrilling. Lin Yun was very strong, but no one would think that Nangong Wanyu was weak.

As for Li Mubai, in the hearts of everyone, he has almost fallen to the level of Jifeng, who was at the bottom of Qiying.

"hateful."

Li Mubai, who climbed the Dragon Platform, clearly felt his own voice, which was much weaker than before, almost not at all.

On the contrary, the magic knife Zhu Qingshan came on stage, causing bursts of exclamations, and now everyone knows this ruthless man. Among the souls who died under the sword, there were too many famous monsters with surnames and surnames. Those people looked down on him before they fought, but they all died extremely miserably.

After a simple salute, the two began to fight.

Zhu Qingshan was a little unexpected, and the momentum shown in the top ten battles was actually weaker than the group and seemed quite stable.

After a while, the two fought hundreds of moves.

The clash of swords and the agitation of true essence is quite thrilling, but no one can do anything about it.

But after a hundred more moves, Zhu Qingshan became more and more ruthless, and the black demonic energy shrouded his whole body like a streamer dazzling. His sword technique highlights the word "ghost", which means both deceit and evil spirits.

Li Mubai obviously felt that it was a little difficult. After ten strokes, Zhu Qingshan slashed the sharp sword in his hand, and his face immediately turned pale.

The knife in Zhu Qingshan's hand is very long and straight, it looks like a long sword, but it only has a single edge. It looks a bit like a horizontal knife, with some improvements, the knife is branded with black spiritual patterns, exuding a cold and cold black magic energy.

Li Mubai, who lost his weapon, was chopped three times by Zhu Qingshan in an instant, and he couldn't get down in the air.

After three slashes, his body-protecting essence shattered, and a horrific wound had been split on his chest, with deep bones visible.

Seeing that the last knife was about to fall, Li Mubai twisted his facial features and slapped the blade with all his strength. The person vomited blood in the air and was knocked out again, but he finally got a chance to breathe.

"I surrender."

It was almost like a race against the god of death, Li Mubai said quickly.

Under the hood, Zhu Qingshan's grimace mask covered half of his face, with a pity in his eyes.

After swallowing the other party's dark yellow aura, Zhu Qingshan's hoarse voice sneered: "Lin Yun is right, you really are a waste, if I don't take a little bit of sharpness and do my best for you, I will lose."

Li Mubai spit out blood, and his face changed to blushing, but he was powerless to refute.

Winners and losers, losers are like that.

No matter how famous you were before, being trampled under your feet will only be humiliated.

Lin Yun, who had perfected Canglong Jianwei in his heart, naturally did not miss this fight, but it was a pity.

This Zhu Qingshan was obviously a lot more cautious in the top ten battles, and as he said, he has restrained his edge a lot, and he didn't see too many clues.

However, this person's swordsmanship is indeed very strong, and his method of condensing evil spirits is not the same as Ji Wuye and Wu Xiaotian of Xueshang Pavilion, and his origin is quite strange.

Lin Yun has some doubts whether this person is a martial artist from the Southern Region.

After this battle was over, everyone had no time to reminisce, and the second battle began.

"Fang Hanluo vs. Juechen!"

The referee's voice fell, and there were bursts of laughter at the scene. This matchup was interesting.

In the group battle, Fang Hanluo relied on Juechen to hold on to his death without admitting defeat. In the desperate situation, his cultivation soared, breaking through to the realm of half-step celestial soul, and then he laughed and conceded defeat without waiting for Juechen to react.

Juechen's face was immediately angry, and many people were deeply impressed. When he reappeared, everyone laughed tacitly.

"Hee hee, Brother Juechen, we meet again, you have to be careful in this battle."

Fang Hanluo grinned and said carelessly.

Juechen got angry when he looked at the other party's face, closed his eyes to calm down, then slowly opened his eyes and said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense, I won't give you any chance in this battle. "

Under the stage, Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not intend to miss any details in this battle.

Fang Hanluo is a very terrifying and powerful enemy. He does not believe in the theory of luck, and no one can always achieve breakthroughs in life and death.

Lin Yun can't either. Although he has had many experiences of living in desperation, it's been a long time between each time.

Unlike Fang Hanluo, how long has it been since the feast of dragons, this person has made breakthroughs no less than ten times in a row, and people with bad luck should be dead long ago. When things go wrong, there must be demons!