Sovereign of the Era

Zhou's father, who was scared away by one man and one horse, was livid with anger.

It's a shame that he was forced to retreat in public by a sword slave and a monster.

What's more, the blood dragon horse is giggling on the challenge arena, which seems to be mocking him.

What had been rather serious caused a lot of laughter from all quarters.

Zhou's father was so angry that he threw Zhou Yun down and prepared to kill him again.

"Ridiculous!"

At this time, a roar of anger was heard on the high platform, and the voice came from the Lord sitting in the middle during the daytime.

Whoa!

He seemed to be taciturn. When he uttered two words, the huge arena was shrouded in his momentum.

The laughter stopped immediately, and Zhou's father's face changed greatly and he had no time to speak.

Listen to the daytime clear cold voice way: "Zhou Changlao, ancestors hundreds of years of rules you dare to break, I think you are not to die!"

At this moment, whether it is the inner disciples and elders on the high platform, or the thousands of outer disciples below.

All of them felt a terrible sense of killing, deep into the bone marrow, and creepy.

"Get out of here

A reprimand, let Zhou's father feel relieved, with Zhou Yun's gray scattered.

During the day, a smile appeared on his face, and his murderous spirit dissipated. He said in a soft voice: "yes, I'm a sword slave. I can walk to this day step by step. Everyone should be on the same level with Lin Yun. If everyone can be like Lin Yun, why should I be unhappy with Qingyun sect? "

Lin Yun arched his hand and said, "thank you for your praise."

"You go down first. There is no right or wrong in the challenge arena. Whoever dares to embarrass you in the future is against me!"

What he said in the daytime dispelled some worries of Lin Yun.

Zhou Yun's family is in Qingyun sect, but they are quite influential. They will not dare to move him with the promise of the patriarch.

Lin Yun's competition is over, but it is far from being eliminated.

All the disciples of the stage were talking about Lin Yun's victory in the end.

After Zhou Yun showed Xuanjia, almost no one thought Lin Yun could win.

But no one thought that Lin Yunren walked with the sword and took a photo. In an instant, he left a few shadows beside Zhou Yun.

When he took his sword back to the scabbard, Zhou Yun's blood arrow was like a rainbow, just like a flower in full bloom.

Among the disciples of other schools, few can see the sword clearly.

Many people are still quite puzzled.

"Don't guess. It's a killing move that can only be performed after Liufeng's sword technique is completed. Let's take a photo!"

Zhang Han, a senior disciple of the Chinese and foreign sects, sighed softly with melancholy on his face.

"Dacheng Liufeng sword technique? Zhang Han, are you right? "

"It's not easy to have a successful sword technique. What's more, Liufeng's sword technique is a bit amazing?"

"It's impossible. Zhou Yun's thunder snake sword skills are almost ready for perfection."

However, Zhang Han was too lazy to explain it again, so the disciples guessed.

But in the heart is very uncomfortable, saw this Lin Yun's competition.

He has already guessed that half a month ago, Lin Yun gave up on his own initiative to hide his successful Liufeng sword technique.

Think about yourself at the beginning, thought that the other party was scared away by him, and laughed away.

Now think about it. I'm so ashamed.

The second round of mid year assessment will continue after Lin Yun is off the challenge arena.

It has to be said that this second round of competition is really wonderful.

The 80 people killed out of the group competition all have unique skills, and almost everyone has their cards.

Unfortunately, there is Lin Yun's shocking performance first.

After the fight, even if again wonderful, but also let people feel something bad.

Lin Yun led the blood dragon horse to the edge of the court, sat cross legged and closed his eyes.

Zhou Yun can also be regarded as the strongest opponent he has met since he became a foreign disciple.

Fighting against one of them will benefit a lot.

I feel vaguely that the breath of the six peaks of martial arts has already found some feelings.

As time went on, the first round of the knockout round came to an end.

Second round open!

Now there are only 40 people left, who are qualified to compete for the number of ten inner disciples. The competition is becoming more and more fierce.

"The sixth war, Zhang Han vs. Lin Yun!"

On the competition stage, the referee announced loudly that the contestants in the sixth round of the second round of the elimination competition were eliminated.

After hearing this, Zhang Han's face suddenly became as ugly as pig's liver.

I'm afraid of everything.

Originally, Zhou Yun is no longer an opponent, let alone the stronger Lin Yun.

Bo is still fighting on the stage, no matter how hard he is.

There are always variables in competition. Who knows if the other side will make mistakes.

What's more, one's own cultivation is higher than the other, which does not mean that there is no chance at all."Lin Yun, Lin Yun, come and fight!"

Seeing that Lin Yun was not on stage, the referee drank loudly.

"Coming!"

Listen to a voice full of gas response, people follow the voice, look back.

Lin Yun, sitting cross legged beside the blood dragon horse, suddenly opened his eyes.

Boom!

With a flash of essence in his eyes, his momentum changed greatly, and he broke through the shackles of martial arts.

He broke through!

"My God, I'm not wrong. He was just practicing with his eyes closed."

"It is certain that the previous World War I has enhanced his perception of martial arts, and then he will choose to break through on the spot."

"This is really self-confident. In case of failure, not to mention serious injury, a little delay will lose the qualification to compete."

Seeing this scene, the outer disciple's heart thumped and jumped again. He only felt that Lin Yun was really bold and reckless, walking on the edge of the knife.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Lin Yun, who has been promoted to seven levels of martial arts, only feels that his strength has soared and the wild goose rhyme is easier to use.

With your toes light, you can jump three feet away in one step, and you will come to the challenge arena after two or three ups and downs.

Looking at Lin Yun, who is seven fold on the opposite side of the road, Zhang Han looks as if he is dead gray. He laughs and says, "Lin Yun, you really know how to play!"

First, he gave up in front of him, and now he is facing up to him, and his accomplishments suddenly soar.

He was simply not given a way to fight.

Lin Yun was a little stunned, then understood, and said with a smile: "sorry, on the spot epiphany, a little hard training will break the bottleneck."

"Ha ha."

Zhang Han sneered and shook his sleeve heavily. He said in a loud voice, "I give up!"

Such a scene makes people laugh.

Originally, he didn't like to see Lin Yun, but he thought he was going to fight a fight. Who knows, he gave up in the twinkling of an eye.

"Lin Yunsheng."

The referee simply announced the result.

So easy to win, let Lin Yun feel a little bit of a pity, but also want to try to reach the martial arts seven after the strength of the increase in the end.

After winning two rounds in a row, you can be promoted to Neimen as long as you defeat the opponent in the last round.

Not long after walking down the arena, I suddenly heard cheers.

Lin Yun looked back and saw that it was Hu Zifeng, a foreign disciple, who came on the stage.

Hu Zifeng!

This name is like a thunderbolt, powerful, abnormal talent, cultivation has eight levels of martial arts.

No one can shake the first position of the outer door.

As for his deeds, there are numerous and legendary figures in the outer gate of Qingyun sect.

"Senior brother Hu, I will not abstain!"

Facing the students in front of him, his face was tense and he said with some trepidation.

"It doesn't matter."

Hu Zifeng lightly said a word, raised his hand is a palm to blow out.

Bang!

His footstep is motionless, relying on the Wu Dao eight heavy behind the cultivation, separated by a palm.

He forced his opponent out of the arena.

"How strong!"

Lin Yun's heart is slightly surprised, the martial Road eight heavy, this is the martial Road eight heavy terrible cultivation.

"Hu Zifeng, Hu Zifeng!"

There was a lot of cheering under the stage, and many other disciples called out his name.

When the afterglow of the sunset sprinkles on the arena, the whole elimination match is finished.

Lin Yun quietly defeated the third round of opponents, and successfully reached the top ten of the mid year assessment competition, completing the seemingly impossible counter attack of ordinary people.

From the JianNu to the outer disciples, and then from the outer disciples, they killed them all the way.

Ten people ascended the high platform and stood on the same stage with their inner disciples and elders.

"Yes, congratulations on becoming the top ten in the mid-term examination. After that, everyone can go to Zongwu hall to get a reward. Now, you still have a right. Everyone has the right to challenge the inner disciples once again! "

The patriarch Bai Tianming said softly with a smile on his face.

The competition among the inner disciples is more intense, and the ranking is very different.

Now is to give ten people a power, defeat the old inner disciples, you can directly get the other side's ranking.

However, most of the ten people were relatively calm.

The patriarchal clan pays attention to competition, which can be said to be more humane and more factional.

In front of so many people to challenge each other, it is obvious that they look down on each other, and it's OK to say if you win.

In case you lose, after the mid-term examination, the other party may point out how to revenge you.

Of course, Hu Zifeng is an exception. No one will compare him with himself.

Almost at the end of the patriarch's speech, he looked up at an inner disciple and said, "Hu is not talented. He wants to ask elder martial brother Feng for advice."

The inner disciple, known as elder martial brother Feng, was not angry. He said with a wry smile, "I was defeated by you a month ago. I really can't talk about it. I admit defeat."Admit defeat

Such a scene is both unexpected and reasonable.

On the whole, it didn't cause much trouble.

"Who else dares to try? Is Hu Zifeng the only one with such courage? "

During the day, the Lord's face showed a smile and a soft voice encouraged him.

However, no one responded. Most of them bowed their heads and did not speak. After all, not everyone had the same martial arts and eight virtues as Hu Zifeng.

It's reasonable for him to challenge. If he doesn't, it's an accident.

"Lin is not talented, willing to have a try!"

At a time when everyone felt that no one wanted to.

Lin Yun's expression is firm, the word is upright, deep voice says.

The whole audience exclaimed, and there was an uproar.

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