The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 817: Canglong Jianwei
Brother, three tricks have passed!
The cold killing intent in Zao Wou-ki’s eyes, in conjunction with Sen Han, made everyone feel a terrible pressure on him.
Three swords!
The three swords that Bai Lixuan stabbed out, it can be said that one sword is more ruthless than one, and they are so powerful that they are impressive. Even when Thunder Will was crushed by the opponent, relying on the Azure Dragon Sword Art and profound kendo attainments, he still injured the opponent in the second sword.
If it weren’t for the opponent to hold the will of the cloud, then the third sword might really hit Zao Wou-ki.
For example, Lin Yun and others can bridge it, Zao Wou-ki has let the second move be the limit, and by the third move, he has not gone head-on.
As Zao Wou-ki’s voice fell, everyone could realize that he was going to sacrifice his true strength.
Three tricks have passed…
Bai Lixuan’s eyes flashed with astonishment, and immediately his face was quite ugly. This guy actually let me three tricks.
Slightly arrogant people find it difficult to accept being handed over by an opponent in a fair duel. This is a provocation and a humiliation.
Being forced to give three tricks is equivalent to slapping the face.
Oops!
Lin Yun said secretly in his heart, Bai Lixuan still fell into the trap, what Zao Wou-ki left in his heart before doing it. Becoming a seed, waiting for this moment, the moment he lost his mind.
The momentum is already a lot weaker, and I am afraid that I will suffer a lot when I am confused.
“Thunder and clouds are one!”
While Lin Yun’s thoughts were like electricity, Zao Wou-ki on the platform of Shenglong suddenly burst out.
Boom!
The will of the thunder and the will of the cloud in the sky close to the peak merged instantly, and a majestic black cloud vortex appeared in the blink of an eye, and the thunder will merged with the cloud and mist like magma.
Boom!
While spinning, this terrifying thundercloud vortex exploded with astonishing coercion, far more powerful than Bai Lixuan’s Thunder Sword.
A more terrifying scene appeared, Bai Lixuan was a little horrified to find that his vision of thunderous will was swallowed by the opponent’s thundercloud vortex in his breath.
Under this situation, Bai Lixuan’s Thunder Sword’s intent was disintegrating little by little, and the single sword power in front of the opponent was completely vulnerable.
“No…”
Bai Lixuan was shocked, his true essence was agitated, and he wanted to gather the sword of thunder again.
“It’s over.”
Zao Wou-ki raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The perfectly integrated Thunder Cloud Will burst out after consuming the opponent’s Thunder Will.
The horrible thundercloud vortex burst into the sky like a black hole, and the endless thundercloud instantly spread tens of thousands of meters.
Puff!
Bai Lixuan vomited blood and was directly shocked out, but no one expected this situation. At the moment it was shaken off, the sharp sword in his hand was only blessed with pure sword intent, turning into a stream of light and flew away.
At this last moment, the light belonging to the Eucharist was poured into the sword.
Zao Wou-ki was a little unexpected, his head tilted slightly, the sword body cut off a strand of blue silk in front of his forehead, leaving a faint blood mark on his cheek.
It is conceivable how fast this sword flies, but Zao Wou-ki will be faster in the next moment. He shot like lightning, grabbed the sword light that was about to fly away like a stream of light, and the backhand surged out at a faster speed.
Clang!
The cracking sound of the golden stone sounded, and this sword fell to the ground at the same time as Bai Lixuan, and reached the ground one inch from his cheek.
Om!
The sword body buzzed in Bai Lixuan’s ears, and it was only an inch away, and he could die without a place to bury him.
Bai Lixuan’s face is pale, knowing that the other party is merciful, otherwise he is already dead.
“Zao Wou-ki won.”
Without giving Bai Lixuan much time to sigh, several referees glanced at each other, and some cruelly announced the result.
The victory has been divided, and Zao Wou-ki swallowed Bai Lixuan’s Xuanhuang Qi, and his dragon shadow was also covered with golden light, giving birth to four claws.
“Too wonderful! After all, it is the three kings, Zao Wou-ki’s strength is really amazing.”
“I feel that his thunder will and cloud will have almost reached the peak of innate consummation, and he is just one step away from the psychic realm.”
“Psychic? Far away, the difficulty for other martial arts wills to be promoted to psychic, although not as against the sky as the sword intent, but it is also difficult to promote to psychic before the celestial soul. Otherwise, Zhao Promise will not be distracted to comprehend the will of the cloud, let alone one step, it is still difficult to reach the sky after half a step.”
“Zao Wou-ki is indeed very strong, but Bai Lixuan is not weak. I almost thought that he really won the third sword.”
“Bai Lixuan is indeed not weak, especially the second sword that hurt Zao Wou-ki, which is amazing, but unfortunately he still lost.”
“The status of the three little kings, I am afraid that no one can shake it.”
After the two were off the court, there was a shocking cry from the spectator stand for a while. The battle just now was too thrilling, and the people who watched it were frightened.
This new and old confrontation Bai Lixuan was finally defeated. Even the lowest-key Zao Wou-ki among the three little kings felt invincible.
The gap between rookies and the three little kings is still too obvious. Some people are thinking that perhaps only Jiang Ziye, who is also a veteran master, is qualified to challenge the three little kings.
After the scene calmed down a bit, the referee’s voice sounded again.
“The next battle, Lin Yun will fight Wu Xiaotian!”
In the silent scene just now, cheers rang out again, because the funeral of the **** Lin Yun appeared on the scene.
Wu Xiaotian’s popularity dropped a lot after losing to Fang Hanluo, but no one thought he was weak.
Anyone who fails to win within ten moves against Han Luo above will be a little hanged up in the result.
Besides, his ultimate move Nine Dragons Zhantian is equally impressive, not weaker than Bai Lixuan’s move of the Azure Dragon’s Wrath, and even worse by his prestige.
Jiang Ziye used Tianhuang Poyun’s finger to forcibly shattered nine blood pythons, Fang Hanluo found the flaw, and defeated the faint **** dragon in Jiulong Zhantian.
Many people are curious about how Lin Yun will face this terrifying killer move.
Besides, Wu Xiaotian’s blood evil is also extremely difficult to deal with. When he fought Fang Hanluo, he almost came to a comeback.
Wu Xiaotian looked at Lin Yun who came to the stage with emotion, and laughed at himself: “In the beast tide a few months ago, I also concluded that if you insist on going your own way, you will definitely not be able to go far in this feast of dragons. Reality is really frustrating. Face, but even though I was defeated in the previous battle, Fang Hanluo helped me find the flaws in the Scarlet Devil Dragon Fist. It won’t be easy for you to win!”
Wu Xiaotian knew that this victory would not count, but it was not his nature to admit defeat.
Furthermore, it is not easy for the opponent to win him. It is impossible to guarantee that there will be no chance.
“It won’t be difficult.”
Lin Yun answered truthfully.
The relationship between the two is not shallow, but the relationship belongs to the relationship, Lin Yun does not like to lie.
No matter how advanced the opponent’s blood and electricity magic dragon fist is, it is difficult to threaten oneself, and it is easy to win the opponent.
Wu Xiaotian smiled stiffly, slightly embarrassed, and immediately burst into a cold sharp light in his eyes, grinning grinningly: “The masters are tricks, the most taboo is to be careless. If you do this, you really give me a chance.”
You…think too much.
Lin Yun said something in his heart, but after all he didn’t say anything, and he muttered: “Go ahead.”
“Blood destroys mountains and rivers!”
Foul Xiaotian’s body burst with blood, and in the blink of an eye, a **** dragon condensed with blood was formed. It can be clearly seen that it is indeed much stronger than the original embryonic dragon.
His figure flickered, and the condensed fist between his five fingers burst out with dazzling blood. The blood was almost like a hot sun, and the fist was poured into Lin Yun.
At the same time, the Blood Fiend Dragon around him swam in a circle, and the phantom of the dragon head merged with Wu Xiaotian’s face, making his otherwise handsome face become hideous.
But Wu Xiaotian just took a step, and the majestic sword light crashed down. Lin Yun did not draw his sword, he just stretched out his right hand and pushed it forward.
When the sword light fell, Wu Xiaotian’s eyes flashed with extreme surprise. It was clearly a majestic sword light, but what was reflected in his pupils was a dragon claw.
The dragon’s claws linger around the incredible power of wind and thunder, but when you look closely, it becomes a sword light.
Boom!
Wu Xiaotian, who had not taken a step, was directly blasted out, and the blood evil on his body was faintly scattered.
A strange color flashed in Lin Yun’s eyes, and it seemed that the sword power of Canglong was stronger than he had imagined, and it was quite extraordinary when he shot.
“What’s the matter?”
Wu Xiaotian’s eyes flickered, he hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth again and killed him.
Boom! Bang! Bang!
The two men fought close to each other on the Shenglong stage. They fought more than ten moves in the blink of an eye, but Lin Yun did not draw his sword. But between the steps, the terrifying sword power is everywhere, and every time you make a shot, you can feel it, like a very domineering and sharp claw, tearing the void apart.
After ten more strokes, Lin Yun burst into violent lightning flashes all over his body, and pointed it as a sword, vaguely with dragons roaring everywhere.
Boom!
Wu Xiaotian vomited blood amidst the loud noise, and was directly shaken out.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene, they were actually so embarrassed that Wu Xiaotian didn’t have to use a sword. What has Lin Yun experienced in these short days? The strength is obviously much stronger than that of Nangong night jade.
“Nine Dragons Battle!”
After Wu Xiaotian fell to the ground, there was no other way, his palm hit the ground fiercely, and the moment his body bounced, the ultimate move of Demon Dragon Fist continued to be performed again.
Roar!
Everyone on the spectator stand saw this rather magnificent terrifying vision once again. Nine blood-colored flood dragons, which were nearly ten feet long, were detained in their fists by Wu Xiaotian. The **** dragon’s swimming body struggled desperately, looking like nine sturdy color exercises, dancing wildly in the air.
Those fluctuations caused boundless blood to cover the battle platform, the world was pale, and the situation changed.
Lin Yun didn’t move a single step, but when the opponent approached him 100 meters, his brows were lightly raised, and his eyes rose sharply.
Boom!
The wind is roaring, the thunder is roaring, and the power of wind and thunder of the ancient blue dragon is flooding every corner of the void at this moment. In the terrifying sound of wind and thunder, behind Lin Yun’s boundless sword intent evolved a entrenched Baizhang Canglong, towering like a mountain, and a pair of dragon eyes glowed with sword light.
Wu Xiaotian opened his mouth in astonishment. He was still shooting, his brain blank and completely staring blankly.
Compared with these majestic blue dragons~IndoMTL.com~ The blood fiend dragon he condensed is almost no different from the loach on the ground.
Crack! Click! Click! Click!
Lin Yun just glanced at it. The nine **** dragons that he held in his fist screamed again and again, instantly shattering and disintegrating.
“Puff!”
Lin Yun didn’t move, but Wu Xiaotian, a hundred meters away, felt a heavy blow in his chest, and his face suddenly turned pale. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was bent into an arch, and he kept flying backwards.
Plop!
When he was about to fly out of the ring, Wu Xiaotian knelt on one knee and coughed violently. He looked up a little unwillingly. Under the blue dragon, Lin Yun, who was wearing a blue shirt and carrying a sword box, stood like a sword.
Leaving the wind on the face, blowing long hair, revealing Lin Yun’s cool and arrogant and handsome face.
He stood at the most important part of the entire Shenglongtai like a god, as if he hadn’t moved from the beginning to the end.