The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 450: Lin Yun vs. Young Master Yanxin
Chapter 450
It's the son again!
I don't know if Lin Yun's luck is too good or too bad. The battle for the top six ran into Ye Gongzi, and the battle for the top eight ran into the stronger Young Master Yanxin.
There is no doubt that Young Master Yanxin is definitely stronger than Young Master Ye.
Not to mention that Hun Yuanzong, as one of the four major sects, has a much deeper background than this Yunxiao sword pavilion. In the previous ranking of the young master, Yanxin was ranked higher than that of the night master.
In this Longmen Competition, the strength displayed by Young Master Yanxin is just the tip of the iceberg, which is shocking.
In the last battle, he blasted his opponent to pieces with ten great powers. The tactics were brutal and decisive, very terrifying.
When King Qin on the Purple Throne announced the rankings one by one, there was an uproar in Longmen Square.
I have to say that the top ranked Qin Yu and others are really lucky.
There was almost no pressure, and he made steady progress to the quarterfinals.
It's useless to say more. The ranks of these people are also made by their own strength.
Without the slightest water, whether it was Qin Yu's big defeat of Young Master Guanshan, or Yunzhen's three punches blasting his opponent to death, it was nothing to say.
I can't accept it.
"Rock Xin, this kid must die!"
Wen Yanbo stared at Young Master Yanxin and said coldly.
Hun Yuanzong and Jiange are mortal enemies, as for Lin Yun, they have already become thorns in his eyes. In the magic lotus secret realm, the three core disciples sent out to kill him all died at their hands.
What made Wen Yanbo even more suffocated was that Wu Mohan and Zuo Yun were defeated by Jiange Lin Yun and Bai Lixuan.
No more frustrating Jiange's prestige, Hun Yuanzong is considered to have lost face, no dignity, and lost in this Dragon Gate competition.
"Don't worry, I will let this sword slave regret coming to the Great Qin Empire. He made the Zongmen lose face, I will return it a hundredfold."
Young Master Yanxin played with the identity card in his hand, with a grinning smile on his face.
Zuo Yun's expression hesitated, he wanted to speak again, half a moment, and finally summoned the courage to say: "Elder Wen, I think this Lin Yun is a good letter, not like a person who will report to the sect. As long as the sect does not trouble him, He certainly won't provoke Hunyuanzong, the senior brother is enough to teach him a lesson, there is no need to kill him. If you really kill him, Jiange will definitely not give up."
Slap!
Who knew that his voice had just fallen off, Wen Yanbo slapped him over on the spot, and said angrily: "Asshole thing, do you have a face to talk? Zongmen gave you so many resources, you are embarrassed, and you lose to Bai Lixuan. He is still speaking for this little sword slave and shut up for me."
Young Master Yan Xin smiled coldly, and reprimanded in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Zuo, you are still too young. Since you are a mortal enemy, there is no reason to let it go. Hurry up and apologize to Elder Wen. You must never say this in the future." /
Zuo Yun's face flushed, and after apologizing, he dared not say more.
Wen Yanbo was cold and ignored him, but when he looked at Lin Yun, the hatred in his eyes was overwhelming.
On the VIP table, although the major gates are far apart, they are all masters of the Xuanwu realm. The seven orifices are exquisite, the six senses are keen, and the slightest movement can be heard clearly.
At the moment, many sects involuntarily looked over.
However, most of these sects know the grievances between Hunyuanzong and Jiange, and they don't talk too much.
But in the spectator stand in Longmen Square, it caused a lot of trouble, and many people started talking in whispers.
"This old guy is so cruel to his own people."
Elder Luo Feng frowned slightly and said in deep thought: "Lin Yun, be careful, the timing is wrong, and immediately give up."
But when he looked at Lin Yunzhi, his face couldn't help but change slightly.
On Lin Yun's beautiful face, there is a rare hideous color, which is chilling.
"Lin Yun, do you have friendship with Zuo Yun?"
Elder Luo Feng asked.
"I can't talk about how deep the friendship is, but I have cooperated and hunted monsters together..."
Lin Yun's heart was full of killing intent, and he didn't want to talk more.
He and Zuo Yun do not have a deep friendship. It's just that they joined forces to kill the monster beast that day, and there was some respect for each other.
It just made Lin Yun a little surprised, just this respect, Zuo Yun would actually speak for himself.
Yes...
In his opinion, I will definitely die in the hands of Young Master Yanxin. If he died here, it would be a pity for him, so he knew he would be blamed, or he would speak up for Lin Yun.
I just didn't expect that Wen Yanbo felt dissatisfied when he saw him lose to Bai Lixuan.
Seeing him speaking for himself, he slapped him in public.
Don't worry, I won't die.
Wen Yanbo's old face, he will continue to step on it. If he is afraid of embarrassment, let him lose enough!
Lin Yun closed his eyes, killing intent brewing in his heart.
With the order of King Qin, the battle of the quarterfinals officially began.
In the first stop, Qin Yu played against Lin Xuan, who was at the bottom of the ranking. The son of the Lin clan shook his head and decided to abstain.
The first place in the quarterfinals was born, the prince Qin Yu!
Young Master Yun's opponent also chose to abstain, and the second place was born.
In the third battle, Lord Shuiyue played against the ink wheel of the blood bone gate, Lord Shuiyue still did not sacrifice the smoke and cloud sword, and defeated his opponent without being surprised.
In the fourth battle, Fengye faced Shui Wuhen in Moyue Villa. This black horse of the beasts continued the momentum of the black horse.
Becoming the top eight in the previous Longmen Grand Competition and the first non-Da Qin native sect, everyone is ecstatic.
One by one, the top eight places are born, representing each and every new prince. These people will become famous as Daqin in the next three years.
After Bai Lixuan defeated Zhou Hong, a cold voice echoed in Longmen Square.
"The eighth battle, Young Master Hun Yuanzong Yanxin, fight against Jiange Lin Yun!"
Shoo!
Lin Yun and Young Master Yanxin, who closed their eyes and meditated, opened their eyes almost at the same time, and a flash of cold light flashed in their eyes.
Four eyes met, and before they met, there was a sharp collision.
Boom!
Suddenly, the atmosphere became cold and dull. As long as normal people can see that something is wrong with these two people.
"Come!"
"The last place in the quarterfinals, I don't know who will be the winner."
"Hun Yuanzong's two big trump cards this year, Wu Mohan and Zuo Yun, were placed in the hands of the disciples of Jiange. Wen Yanbo, the old guy, lost his eyes, and even his own hands just started."
"Hehe, I also saw it. The slap fan is unclear. But then again, Lin Yun has always been calm and rarely shows killing intent. How can this battle look so terrible."
"Have you noticed too? I thought I was dazzled. Lin Yun's eyes were terrifying. I have never seen him so angry all the way to the present."
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and the atmosphere was hot.
On the VIP table, the expressions of Young Master Feiyu, Young Master Yunzhen, Young Master Shuiyue, as well as Si Xueyi, Bai Lixuan, Feng Ye, and others who have confirmed the top eight places are all concentrated as never before.
His eyes all coincide, looking at the same place.
Jiange Lin Yun, where to get up!
This young man who bears the name of a sword slave has gone from being a humble beginning to winning streak all the way, beheading the son and being promoted to the top 16.
The strength it demonstrated has made these evildoers in the Dragon Gate Competition feel jealous and have to pay attention.
No matter whether you hate or not, you can't help but pay attention to this teenager.
"It's surprising. I didn't expect you sword slave to have some friendship with my trash junior."
Looking at Lin Yun who didn't hide his killing intentions in the distance, Young Master Yan Xin grinned and said provocatively.
Lin Yun looked indifferent, ignored this person, just walked slowly toward the battle platform.
"Hmph, death is imminent, I still don't know it."
Young Master Yanxin gave a cold snort, slammed his foot on the ground, and flew toward the battle platform.
Wow!
Seeing his flickering figure, Lin Yun, who was slowly pacing, raised his brows, and Qi Xuan Step was instantly urged to reach the summit by him.
Under everyone's gaze, two figures rose into the air from different directions.
One of them, like a sharp sword, pierced through the air, the sword intent was in the clank, as if the clouds trembled.
The other figure is like an ancient savage beast, full of endless violence, wanting to swallow everything.
The battle for the top eight, the final battle.
The two have already attracted much attention and have become the focus of attention.
When the two fell on the battle platform, they looked up at each other at the same time, their eyes were all cold, and their terrifying auras collided with each other fiercely.
Almost the moment when the soles of their feet hit the ground, the two of them made their own moves. The next moment, Lin Yun and Young Master Yanxin disappeared in the eyes of everyone.
"What's the matter?"
"Where did people go?"
In the Longmen Square ~IndoMTL.com~ the spectators from all directions were shocked and lost.
Without any signs, the center of the vast Longmen battle platform suddenly burst into a loud noise.
A sharp sword light and a savage beast fist light suddenly collided.
Boom!
After a while, dark clouds cover.
Amidst the turmoil of the True Yuan, there was a loud and deafening noise, and the Longmen Square seemed to shake the mountains.
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