The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 822: Don’t let the fight!

It's also a four-clawed golden dragon, but Lin Yunsheng is Fang Hanluo, who has swallowed enough Xuanhuang Qi.

Even the dragon's shadow that belongs to him is exceptionally dazzling. Under the golden light and shadow, every dragon scale is shining. For a time, his dragon shadow topped the audience and was particularly eye-catching.

"Lin Yun is really amazing now, he is the most dazzling among the four-clawed golden dragons."

"It's useless to be dazzling now. Who can laugh and say that in the end is the real winner, knowing that losing a game will lose half of the Xuanhuang Qi."

"Yes, you still have to make wedding dresses for the three little kings in the end."

"You say that Lin Yun will definitely lose to the three little kings. Before the end, everything is possible."

"Haha."

The myth of Fang Hanluo's ten strokes was broken. Lin Yun's shiny dragon shadow shocked the audience and caused an uproar.

There was a lot of discussion, but after a while, it was a pity that they were shaking their heads, thinking that they were all making wedding dresses for the three little kings. Even Lin Yun's supporter had a little lack of confidence in the retort, and the strength displayed by the three little kings was too strong.

Next is Zao Wou-ki's pairing with Jiang Ziye.

The challenge to Yu Haotian failed, and the blow to Jiang Ziye was still a bit too big. With the help of the spirit pill, her injury was almost healed.

But it is difficult for confidence to return to the top. In addition, there are too many hole cards exposed, facing the ruthless man Zao Wou-ki who has two wills. After a hundred moves, it was still a pity to lose.

The speed of the game has accelerated a lot.

"The next battle, Yue Weiwei vs. Yu Haotian!"

As the referee's voice fell, Yu Haotian's figure flashed and he landed on the Rising Dragon platform again.

Wow!

The referee's voice was not very loud, but everyone at the scene heard clearly, and their expressions became serious. Yue Weiwei and Ziyue Dongtian celebrated the festival, but everyone knows that Qing Ruoyou’s fancy|dancing lost all his face,

Forcing Yu Haotian to violate the rules and directly intervene on stage. If it were not for his position at the top of the Long Yun list last year, Shengmeng would not give him this face.

At that time, Yu Haotian's face was completely dark, and everyone felt the terrifying killing intent on him.

Now Yu Haotian finally meets Yue Weiwei, I'm afraid he will never give up easily.

"Little Lord, don't fight him."

Seeing Yue Weiwei getting up, the Sky Demon Pavilion secretly said through a voice transmission that he knew Yue Weiwei quite well. The evildoers from that great world, want to come to Xuanhuang, must seal their own strength, and constantly adapt to the changing rules of heaven and earth aura.

Yue Weiwei has been here for too short a time, and after encountering a real evildoer in this world, there is still a gap after all.

Lin Yun wasn't too worried. With Yue Weiwei's strength facing Yu Haotian, it's hard to say, but it's not difficult to admit defeat.

Furthermore, she seems to only care about the top ten, not much interest in the top ten ranking.

Shoo!

Yue Weiwei's figure flashed, and she fell on the Rising Dragon Platform, standing opposite Yu Haotian.

Seeing that the two are settled, the referee swept around and said in deep thought, "Go."

Similar to what everyone expected, Yue Weiwei whispered softly at the moment the referee's voice fell: "I recognize..."

Boom!

But just when the last word was about to be spoken, Yu Haotian made a move. His eyes were cold and gloomy.

Baquan, the world is in the same heart!

The moment Yu Haotian clenched his five fingers, his fists surged, and the endless sky and the vast ground seemed to be held in his palm for an instant. For a moment, he seemed to be able to turn the world upside down and grasp the world at will.

The sky is spinning and the earth is spinning, Yu Haotian's domineering rush into the sky, the kingly aura of the other one swept across.

Baquan, it's baquan again!

Everyone was taken aback, and there were bursts of exclamations from the audience, that Yu Haotian's tyrant fist had long been shown before.

In Yue Weiwei's field of vision, the whole world was twisted around Yu Haotian, breathing was extremely difficult, and the last word in her throat could not be said.

His face changed slightly, his toes were a little harder on the ground, and he planned to leave directly.

"Did you leave?"

Yu Haotian expressionless, snorted coldly, raised his hand and blasted out.

Boom!

With a punch, it was as if the heavens and the earth were bursting, those terrifying fists pierced through everything, and blasted Yue Weiwei's body with thunder.

Puff!

Yue Weiwei vomited blood, her stunningly enchanting face was extremely pale, and her whole body flew out like a broken kite, shaking in midair.

In the seat of the Sky Demon Pavilion, Yan Longzi's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a smile.

"Don't move, I'll come."

When the voice fell, he didn't wait for the other elders to react, his body flashed, and he flew directly towards Yue Weiwei.

Seeing his actions, others can see his purpose at a glance, and their eyes can't help but show contempt.

Yanlongzi's speed is very fast, Yue Weiwei is not far away from him in the blink of an eye, and the desire in his eyes|Hope is almost unconcealed, and the grinning smile from the corner of his mouth is even more disgusting.

Shoo!

But just between the electric light and flint, a blue figure flew over like a lightning, and took Yue Weiwei in his arms when he was about to pounce.

Yan Longzi rushed out, his face suddenly stiffened, he looked up, who was not Lin Yun who held Yue Weiwei in his arms!

Om!

Yanlongzi's mind buzzed, and his face immediately turned green with anger, and his anger was suffocated in his chest.

"Looking for death!"

Qi was furious, stomped hard in the void, directly slaughtered Lin Yun, and shouted coldly: "Let go of my junior sister!"

Compared in the void?

Lin Yun glanced at him, ignored him, only quietly used Tengyun Art.

Raising the clouds and driving the fog, chasing the sun with your body!

Amidst the gleaming light, Lin Yun tapped his toes lightly, and the void rippled like water. Obviously people are in the void, but under this light point, they seem to be down-to-earth, and the ripples are quietly dispersed in the air like white clouds.

Wow! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Lin Yunren was in mid-air, making three clicks, and each time it changed like a teleport. Yanlongzi repeatedly flew into the air like a clown. When he ran out of breath, he had no choice but to fall on the water. He watched as Lin Yun landed on the Rising Dragon Tower, his entire face was terribly green, like a vast expanse of grassland.

"You won."

Lin Yun looked at Yu Haotian and said calmly.

"Let her down, the fight is not over yet."

Yu Haotian was aggressive, with a cold light in his eyes, and did not intend to let Yue Weiwei go.

Boom!

While speaking, the terrifying coercion belonging to Tyrant Fist bloomed again, and there seemed to be thousands of troops rushing from heaven and earth.

The gusty wind howled, the wind and clouds changed color.

Yue Weiwei's complexion is weak, her eyes can't be opened by the wind, her eyes are slightly squinted like crescent crescents, lying in Lin Yun's arms, looking up like a cat, her face is exposed A rare soft smile. She suddenly thought that in the Qingyang world two years ago, this young man held herself in his arms regardless of life and death.

Some are the same, some are different.

Lin Yun turned around holding her back then and ran away, not caring about anything, just hoping to get her down. But this time, there was no fear in Lin Yun's eyes. On the boy's fair and handsome face, the eyebrows were sharp, calm and confident.

"You have won."

Lin Yunmu's center is reckless and his face is cold.

The words fell, and the boundless sword intent evolved into a hundred-zhang blue dragon, towering like a mountain, roaring at the pressure of the howling Tyrant Fist.

Qiangqiang!

In the magnificent sound of the sword, the mighty force of Naha Fist was forced to stop, and it was difficult to advance.

Wow!

The whole venue was quiet, and everyone was staring at the scene dumbfounded. It was really unexpected that Lin Yun would start a fight because of Yue Weiwei and Yu Haotian.

Both of them are a bit terrifying, as if they will fight in the next moment, it is hard to imagine such a scene.

Everyone's hearts are suspended at this moment.

"Yu Haotian, you have won."

Many referees of the Saint League frowned slightly, and the chief referee suddenly spoke for a while.

"According to the rules, if she did not admit defeat, she would not admit defeat without leaving Jiulong Lake."

Yu Haotian has no expression on his face, and does not want to give in.

The chief referee of the Shengmeng said coldly: "No rules can't make a circle, but the rules of this world are always different from person to person. Just like you broke the rules before, I can't kill you. Burying Playboy Lin Cloud, also has this qualification."

That's right, the rules are the strong ones.

On the road of martial arts, the weak and the strong. Everyone walks forward indefinitely, asking for nothing more than happiness. If you are strong enough to convince everyone, even if you disobey the rules a little bit, no one will think there is anything.

This is the respect that the strong should have.

But the chief referee's words still caused an uproar, which was shocking, not because of the rules...but in his heart Lin Yun was comparable to Yu Haotian.

Yu Haotian smiled furiously, stared at Lin Yun coldly, and mocked: "The Holy League in the Ancient South China is really standing on its feet. The more you live, the more you go back. This kind of waste can be compared to me. Good. This matter will not be held accountable. After the Ten Powerful Battle is over, I will ask you if your face hurts. I, Yu Haotian, always convince people with reason!"

"Thank you, senior."

Lin Yun is inconvenient to salute, so he can only slightly bend over to the chief referee.

"You don't need to thank you. It's really up to you whether the old man's face can be kept."

The chief referee of the Saint League was a little helpless and smiled bitterly, but he was obviously not confident in his words.

He didn't expect this Yu Haotian to be so defiant, and even bluntly to slap him in the face, if this junior had hardened his heart, he really had nothing to do with him.

The chief referee thinks that Lin Yun can be comparable to Yu Haotian, he is optimistic about more potentials, and the current outcome is still too uncertain.

"Do your best."

Lin Yun smiled, calmly, and returned Yue Weiwei to her seat in the Sky Demon Pavilion.

Just as he was about to leave, Yue Weiwei pulled him, and Chu Chu looked at him pitifully and said: "Brother Yun, don't go, sit with me."

This fairy...

Lin Yun didn't turn around~IndoMTL.com~ He knew that as long as he turned around and saw the face of this fairy, he would definitely not be able to refuse. That beautiful face is so beautiful that it is so close that no one can stop it.

"Sit down."

The Lord of the Sky Demon Pavilion said with a dark face.

Lin Yun smiled helplessly and could only sit down, but Yan Longzi, who was about to be forgotten on Jiulong Lake in the distance, could not sit still.

Suitable Lin Yun and Yu Haotian competed, and everyone ignored him, which embarrassed him. Seeing Lin Yun sitting on the seat of the Sky Demon Pavilion, who happened to be next to Yue Weiwei, how could he bear it.

"Yanlongzi, don't go back. The next battle just happens to be your appearance."

The referee set his gaze on him, and spoke lightly.

"Who is the opponent."

Yanlongzi said reluctantly.

"Fang Hanluo."