It's the boy again!

I don't know whether Lin Yun's luck was too good or too bad. In the battle for the top sixteen, he met Young Master Ye, and in the battle for the top eight, he met the stronger Young Master Yanxin.

There is no doubt that Young Master Yanxin is definitely stronger than Young Master Ye.

Not to mention that Hunyuan Sect, as one of the four major sects, has a much deeper background than this Yunxiao Sword Pavilion. In the last year's Young Master ranking, Yanxin was higher than Ye Young Master's.

In this year's Dragon Gate Competition, the strength shown by Young Master Yan Xin is just the tip of the iceberg, which is shocking.

In the last round of the battle, he smashed the opponent to pieces with the strength of Shi Ding. The methods are brutal, the killing is decisive, and it is very terrifying.

When King Qin on the Ziqing Throne announced his rankings one by one, an uproar erupted in Longmen Square.

I have to say that Qin Yu and the others who are at the top of the ranking are really lucky.

There was almost no pressure, and it was stable in the quarter-finals.

It can be said that no amount is useless. The rankings of these people are also spelled out by their own strength.

Without the slightest bit of moisture, whether it was Qin Yu defeating Master Guan Shan with one palm, or Yun Zhen's three punches smashing his opponent to death, it left people speechless.

I can't accept it.

"Yan Xin, this kid must die!"

Wen Yanbo stared at Young Master Yan Xin and said coldly.

Hunyuanzong and Jiange are mortal enemies, and as for Lin Yun, he has already become a thorn in his eyes. In the magic lotus secret realm, the three core disciples who were sent to kill him all died at their hands.

What made Wen Yanbo hold his breath even more was that Wu Mohan and Zuo Yun were defeated successively by Jiange Lin Yun and Bai Lixuan.

Don't lose the prestige of the sword pavilion again, the Hunyuan Sect has lost all face in this Dragon Gate competition, has no dignity, and lost completely.

"Don't worry, I will make this sword slave regret coming to the Great Qin Empire. I will pay back the shame he made to the sect."

Young Master Yanxin played with the identity card in his hand with a hideous smile on his face.

Zuo Yun looked hesitant, hesitated for a while, but finally summoned up his courage and said: "Elder Wen, I think this Lin Yun has good faith, and he doesn't seem to be someone who will retaliate. As long as the sect doesn't bother him anymore, he will definitely also He won't provoke the Primordial Sect, it's enough for senior brother to teach him a lesson, there is no need to kill him. If he really kills him, Jiange will definitely not give up.

Snapped!

Who knew that just after he finished speaking, Wen Yanbo slapped him on the spot and said angrily: "You bastard, you have the face to speak? The sect has given you so many resources, you are embarrassed and lost to Bai Lixuan. This little sword slave speaks, shut up for me."

Young Master Yan Xin smiled coldly and scolded 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 such things again in the future."

Zuo Yun's face was flushed, and after apologizing, he didn't dare to say more.

Wen Yanbo's face was cold and he ignored him. He just looked at Lin Yunzhi with hatred in his eyes.

In the VIP seats, although the positions of the major sects were far apart, they were all experts in the Xuanwu realm. His seven orifices are exquisite, his six senses are sharp, and he can hear the slightest disturbance clearly.

At the moment, many sects looked over involuntarily.

However, most of these sects knew the grievances between the Hunyuan Sect and the Jiange, and they did not talk much.

But in the spectator seats in Longmen Square, it caused quite a stir, and many people chatted in whispers.

"This old guy is so cruel to his own people."

Elder Luo Feng frowned slightly and pondered: "Lin Yun, be careful, the timing is wrong, and immediately admit defeat."

But when he looked at Lin Yunzhi, his expression changed slightly.

On Lin Yun's beautiful face, there was a rare ferocious expression, which made people shudder.

"Lin Yun, do you have friendship with this Zuo Yun?"

Elder Luo Feng asked.

"I can't talk about how deep the friendship is, it's just that when we were abroad, we cooperated and hunted monsters together..."

Lin Yun's heart filled with killing intent, and he didn't want to talk about it.

He and Zuo Yun really didn't have a deep friendship. It's just that they joined forces to kill the monsters that day, and they all have some respect for each other.

It just made Lin Yun a little surprised, it was just this respect, this Zuo Yun actually spoke for himself.

Right....

In his opinion, I will definitely die at the hands of Young Master Yanxin. If he died just like that, it would be a pity for him, so if he knew that he would be questioned, he would still speak up for him, Lin Yun.

It just didn't occur to him that Wen Yanbo was dissatisfied when he saw that he lost 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 King Qin's order, the battle of the top eight officially began.

In the first stop, Qin Yu fought against Lin Xuan, who was at the bottom of the ranking. The direct son of the Lin clan shook his head and decided to abstain.

The first place in the top eight was born, the eldest prince Qin Yu!

Young Master Yun Zhen's opponent also chose to abstain, and the second place was born.

In the third battle, Young Master Shuiyue fought against the ink wheel of the Bloodbone Gate. Young Master Shuiyue still did not use the Yanyun Sword and defeated his opponent in a calm manner.

In the fourth battle, Fengye faced Shui Wuhen of Demon Moon Villa. This dark horse of the hundred beast gates continued the momentum of the dark horse.

Became the first top eight non-Daqin native sect in the previous Dragon Gate competitions, and everyone in the Beast Sect was ecstatic.

One by one, the top eight places are born, representing new young masters. These people will become famous in Daqin in the next three years and become a highly anticipated existence.

After Bai Lixuan defeated Zhou Hong, a cold voice echoed in Longmen Square.

"In the eighth battle, Young Master Yanxin of the Hunyuan Sect will fight against Jiange Lin Yun!"

Huh!

Lin Yun and Young Master Yan Xin closed their eyes and opened their eyes almost at the same time, and a cold light flashed in their eyes.

Their eyes met, and before they could fight, a sharp edge collided fiercely.

Boom!

The atmosphere suddenly became cold and dull, as long as normal people could see that something was wrong with the two of them.

"coming!"

"The last place in the top eight, I don't know who will win."

"Hun Yuanzong's two trump cards this year, Wu Mohan and Zuo Yun, have been placed in the hands of Jiange disciples one after another. Wen Yanbo, the old guy, lost his eyes and even started his own hands just now."

"Haha, I saw it too, the slap in the face is not clear. But then again, Lin Yun has always been calm and rarely showed killing intent. Why does this battle look so terrifying."

"Have you noticed it too? I thought I was dazzled. This Lin Yun's eyes are so terrifying. I have never seen him so angry before."

There was a lot of discussion under the stage, and the atmosphere was hot.

In the VIP table, Feiyu, Yunzhen, Shuiyue, Si Xueyi, Bai Lixuan, Feng Ye and others, who had already been selected for the top eight, all had an unprecedented concentration of expressions.

All eyes are the same, looking at the same position.

Jiange Lin Yun, where to get up!

This young man, who bears the name of Sword Slave, went from humble beginnings to winning streak all the way, beheading the son, and advancing to the top sixteen.

The strength it has displayed has made these evildoers in the Dragon Gate Competition feel jealous and have to pay attention.

Whether you hate it or not, you can't help but pay attention to this young man.

"It's surprising. I didn't expect that you sword slave and my trash junior brother really have some friendship."

Looking at Lin Yun in the distance who did not conceal his killing intent at all, Young Master Yan Xin grinned and said provocatively.

Lin Yun looked indifferent, ignored this person, and just walked slowly towards the battle platform.

"Hmph, when death is imminent, I still don't know it."

Young Master Yan Xin snorted coldly, stomped his feet on the ground, and flew towards the battle platform.

Wow!

Seeing his figure flickering, Lin Yun, who was slowly pacing, raised his brows, and Qi Xuanbu was instantly pushed to the point of reaching the pinnacle.

Under everyone's gaze, two figures rose from different directions.

One of them, like a sharp sword, pierced through the air, and the sword's intent was roaring, as if the sky trembled for it.

On the other hand, the other figure seemed to be incarnated as an ancient savage beast, full of endless violent aura, wanting to devour everything.

The battle for the top eight, the final battle.

The two have long been the center of attention and become the center of attention.

When the two of them landed on the battlefield, they looked up at each other at the same time, their eyes were all cold, and their terrifying auras collided with each other.

Almost at the moment when the soles of their feet just landed, the two made their own shots. The next moment, Lin Yun and Young Master Yan Xin disappeared from everyone's sight at the same time.

"what happened?"

"Where did the people go?"

In the Longmen Square, the spectators from all directions were shocked and confused.

But there was no sign. In the center of the vast Longmen battle platform, a loud noise suddenly broke out.

An incomparable sword light and a fist like a wild beast collided abruptly.

Boom!

Suddenly, dark clouds covered the top.

In the turbulent real yuan, the earth-shattering noise was deafening, and the Longmen Square seemed to be shaking.