Is there only one chance?

There is no room for Lin Yunduo, and the vast number of stars in the sky burst into the most splendid posture in the world, annihilating him in an instant.

Whoa!

In Lin Yun's mind, thousands of auras flashed in an instant.

Each aura benefits people a lot, but they are also chaotic and disorderly. Eight times before, Lin Yun was still able to distinguish at ease when he didn't know the danger.

Right now, knowing that this was the last chance, my mood suddenly became chaotic.

What is the Innate Sword Intent, what is it, and what is my swordsmanship?

What kind of swordsmanship must be created in order to realize the so-called innate sword intent.

Will you die if you can't figure it out?

hateful....

I promised Brother Xin Jue that I must go to the end, I must go to the end!

"Hehe, you sword slave, you also want to compete for the first place. It's really wishful thinking. It's a fluke to be able to survive in Yun Zhen's hands, and you still want to compete with me?"

"Boy, guess what I will ask of the Holy Envoy after taking the top spot?"

"No one can take away my woman. When I take back what belongs to me, I will humiliate you a hundred times over!"

"You Senior Sister Xinyan, you are destined to only be my furnace, and I will take everything from you!"

In the chaos, full of impatience and despair, the voice of the eldest prince Qin Yu appeared inexplicably in his mind. His face was ferocious, and he was aloof, disdainful, full of mockery and killing intent.

Damn it, get out of here!

"Hehe, I'm right here, little swordsman, what can you do with me? Kill me?"

"If you can't kill it, you are destined to become my stepping stone, and I will take everything from you."

"You are also destined to only bring bad luck to people. Whether it is Xin Jue or Xin Yan, they will die because of you. If you die and go to hell, you will also bear many sins and cannot be reborn."

The more angry he became, the more manic he became. In his mind, the voice of the eldest prince Qin Yu became more arrogant and domineering.

Buried in the Sword Forest.

Thirteenth Master frowned slightly, but he never thought that his words would make this seemingly tough boy give birth to a demon.

Under his strong face, there is a fear that no one can see...because he can't afford to lose!

He has too many burdens.

He bears the promise that a person has exchanged for his life, the oath he wants to protect, the person he wants to protect, the enemy he wants to face... A lot, a lot.

Perhaps, deep down, there are secrets that other people can't know.

I can only taste the pain alone, a secret that no one can tell.

But he was just a teenager, no matter how strong he was, he was still just a teenager.

"Little guy, you have to pass this level sooner or later. You don't know how terrifying the Innate Sword Intent is, and you don't know what it means to be able to master Innate Sword Intent without entering the Purple Palace."

Thirteenth Master's weathered face, looking at the entrance of the crevice of the Burial Sword Figure, almost crushed the whole gourd with his hand holding the wine gourd.

...

Three days have passed without knowing it.

Today, the imperial dragon gate competition will usher in the final ranking battle.

Who can be famous in Daqin, beat the heroes, and take the top spot, all the suspense will be revealed today.

The leader of the list, with dazzling light, dominates the world.

Everyone is looking forward to, looking forward to, who is the first person in the Daqin Empire, the young generation leader.

Today, the Longmen Square is already full of people, and the crowds around the square outside the square are several times more unknown than usual.

All the nearby restaurants have already been occupied in advance. They are looking at the Dragon Gate Square and the King's Battle Stage where the top of the list will be born, and they are looking forward to it!

In the Longmen Square, all the people who have seats are already present. In the VIP seats, the four major sects and the wealthy nobles have been waiting for a long time. King Qin led Princess Fenghua and the eldest prince, and showed up, looking at the grand scene in front of him, smiling rarely. He said softly: "Yu'er, this stage is so big, if you can get to the top of the list under the attention of all the people, you will be the best

What an honor. After you reach the top of the list, I will also announce to the world that you will be promoted to the position of prince. "

"My child will not disappoint the father and king. I will personally protect the honor of the royal family. The number one position is mine!"

Qin Yu's eyes flashed with excitement, and he replied in a deep voice.

He is so passionate about the top of the list because he has made an agreement with the King of Qin that as long as he can reach the top of the list, he will be made a prince and enjoy supreme power.

Princess Fenghua's face was covered with a veil, and there was no turbulence, but her eyes were searching for something in the crowd.

The direction of Xuan Tianzong.

I saw the elder who led the team of Xuan Tianzong, looked at Yun Zhen beside him, and said: "Yun Zhen, if the sect can return to the situation of withdrawing from the competition and continue to win the championship, it is up to you."

Young Master Yun Zhen's eyes flashed brightly, he pondered for a moment before he said with a smile: "Don't worry, even though Qin Yu is strong, I am 50% sure. My Xuantian Sect's honor as the first sect of Daqin will never be honored. Thrown into my hands."

"Senior brother, today you have to fight against that boy from the sword pavilion in the battle of the top four, and you have to avenge me."

Thinking of Lin Yun who defeated him with Dragon Tiger Fist, Tong Yuan hated him hard and couldn't help saying.

"Hmph, if this kid didn't fight against Young Master Yanxin, I don't know the details. There is still a little chance to beat me. Now in my eyes, there is no secret at all. If you have the courage to not admit defeat, I will take your hatred tenfold. Give it back for you."

Young Master Yun Zhen said calmly, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.

The battle between Lin Yun and Yan Xin really impressed Yun Zhen, but that was all. He believed that Qin Yu would certainly be quite shocked at that meeting, but the comparison was normal. Strong, but that's all.

In the Dragon Gate Competition, the two had only one real opponent from beginning to end.

It's the other party!

In the direction of the Demon Moon Villa, the sect looked relatively relaxed up and down.

Although Si Xueyi and Young Master Shuiyue fought, and one of them would definitely be eliminated into the loser's group, it was relatively guaranteed that one of them would definitely make it to the semifinals.

Si Xueyi showed a smile on her beautiful and handsome face like the vast white snow under the moon, and said softly, "Senior Sister Shuiyue, you have to be careful later, I won't be merciful."

Young Master Shuiyue nodded with a relaxed expression, and said with a smile, "Come on, I know you want to make it to the top four, but it's not easy for senior sister to pass."

"what?"

Si Xueyi suddenly had doubts in his eyes, and Young Master Shuiyue followed his line of sight and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"There seems to be no one in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion."

"Is that little guy? Junior brother, you seem to be paying special attention to him, maybe because you are really afraid of Zhan Yun. I heard that the Xuantian Sect has a lot of complaints against him, and you really can't easily retreat when you meet Yun. ."

"wrong...."

Si Xueyi shook his head and pondered: "I don't think he is this type of person. Besides, if he was really afraid, he wouldn't have come in the first place."

The moment he spoke, Si Xueyi also remembered the scene of the two meeting for the first time.

I still remember, in Qingyang Realm. The opponent was weak like an ant, but in the spotlight, he blocked Bai Lixuan's sword stabbing at Yue Weiwei.

Being driven to a dead end by himself, he would rather jump off the gloomy wind stream than bow his head.

This guy, don't really do anything wrong...

Thinking of this, Si Xueyi held the folding fan and tapped his left hand lightly.

boom!

Suddenly, King Qin on the Ziqing Throne smashed a jade tablet with all his might. Amidst the loud noise, the king's platform in the center of Longmen Square trembled violently.

The Longmen Square suddenly boiled, and the final battle was about to begin!

The next moment, the battle platform was bright and radiant, and the ground was soaring hundreds of feet into the air.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air sounded one after another, and the eldest prince Qin Yu bore the brunt of it, sauntered out, and landed on the battle platform first.

Next was Young Master Yun Zhen. The two were quite familiar with each other. After landing, they nodded and said hello to each other.

Then, the Beast Gate was closed, with a smile on his face, he couldn't wait to rush over.

However, on a battle platform with a height of 100 zhang, everyone else is flying into the air, but he is quite peculiar. After getting close, he jumped hard and jumped up.

boom!

The terrifying weight fell on the platform of the king, and the other two felt the weight.

Then, Bai Lixuan, Young Master Shuiyue, Si Xueyi, and Yue Qing from Shence Camp appeared one after another.

For a time, the sons gathered together, shining brightly.

But in the blink of an eye, everyone realized that something was wrong, Lin Yun was not there!

The Seventh Young Master had all arrived, so he, the newly promoted funeral playboy, did not appear.

Today, the final battle of the Dragon Gate Competition, which decides the top three and the top of the list, did not come.

Did not come, or dare not come?

Many people are suspicious, such a big day, no one will believe if they can't remember the time.

At the VIP table, the elders of each sect began to whisper, such a grand day. It's not good to be absent.

King Qin frowned slightly, his expression slightly unhappy.

Elder Luo Feng of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion wanted to go forward to explain, but was preempted by King Qin: "Wait for a quarter of an hour, if you don't come, we will start first. What do the elders think?"

"It's okay, we can still wait a quarter of an hour."

"Okay, just wait a quarter of an hour."

"In a quarter of an hour, whether he comes or not, we will start."

"Well, that's it."

Time passed, a quarter of an hour, and it went by quite fast, and it was about to end soon.

"Why haven't you come yet..."

Luo Feng looked out anxiously, his face very impatient.

Xinyan and Li Wuyou also looked very anxious, not because they were afraid that Lin Yun would lose the ranking. Instead, he was worried about what happened to him and whether there would be any danger.

"Elder, Lin Yun will be fine."

"No, if he is really buried in Jianlin, then no one can move, you two can rest assured."

Luo Feng reassured him, but he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Outsiders can't move him, but if something goes wrong with him, it's really hard to say.

Only left to fate.

"The time has come, the final battle of the Dragon Gate Competition will begin now. The first battle, Young Master Feiyu vs. Young Master Beast!" King Qin said slowly on the Ziqing throne.

"Congratulations, you will be directly promoted to the semi-finals."

Qin Yu looked at Young Master Yunzhen, who was about to step down, and said with a smile.

"It's a sure win, and I'm so happy. It's a pity that I can't teach this kid a lesson." Young Master Yunzhen said calmly and indifferently.

Bai Lixuan and Si Xueyi walked together, and Si Xueyi said softly, "This guy didn't expect that there was an accident. Bai Lixuan, you should be very sorry too."

"He will come."

Bai Lixuan stretched out his arms, spread out his movements, and floated away.

"Will it definitely come? I'm afraid it may not be..."

Si Xueyi touched her nose, a smile appeared on her handsome face, and she left.

In the blink of an eye, only Qin Yu and Feng Ye were left on the platform of the king. Dragon Gate Competition, in the absence of one person, start as usual!