The scene of the feast of dragons was extremely lively.

While Lin Yun was waiting, the melee between the fourth and seventh groups began a new round.

"Juechen vs. Jifeng!"

The referee's voice just fell, and the voices of the spectators near Lin Yun suddenly became quiet.

Not only the vicinity of him, but even the spectators in other directions were startled, and then they all cast their gazes over. In his eyes, his expression was extremely hot.

Who is Jifeng?

Lin Yun felt doubts in his heart, and only woke up after the two appeared on the stage.

It's that person!

In the ten groups of the previous points competition, one person in each group ranked in the top ten of the previous session, and the three kings and Qiying were scattered and assigned to ten groups.

The three kings and Qiying in the seventh group is Jifeng, but this person has never appeared on the stage, and the opponents have voluntarily abstained, and even the referee has ignored him.

So that Lin Yun was in the seventh group and remembered the three kings and seven heroes of the other groups, but ignored the existence of this person.

No wonder it is so eye-catching, this should be the first time since the feast of dragons, the battle of three kings and seven heroes.

Juechen Qingmu Pavilion senior brother, ranked eighth on the last Longyun list, his strength is unfathomable, and even his cultivation base is impossible to see through.

Ji Feng, the only evildoer among the Three Kings and Seven Heroes who did not come from an overlord-level force, was ranked in the top ten in the last Longyun Ranking. Although he ranks last in the Three Kings and Seven Heroes, no one dares to underestimate him.

In the case that the background is not as good as that of the disciples of the overlord-level forces, he can still reach the top ten, which is enough to prove how terrible he is.

The two met in the knockout round, which was beyond the expectations of many people.

One eighth, one tenth, the gap is actually not as much as imagined. Now that four years have passed, the outcome of the battle between the two is even more difficult to say.

In any case, the battle between these two people can show some of the cards of the three kings and seven heroes.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun had a strong interest in his heart, after all, he wanted to be in the top ten. Today's three kings and seven heroes are all stumbling blocks, and they have to be squeezed out.

However, Lin Yun estimated by himself that the two should not fight, after all, it was not a qualifying battle.

Both of them can afford to lose, but they won't look too good on the face.

"One move will determine the outcome."

Jifeng went straight in and said quite neatly.

Juechen smiled and said softly, "It's exactly what I want."

The two didn't chat or talk nonsense, and they all had a tacit understanding with each other. Their real opponents are the others standing in the audience, and it is not a good thing to expose too much.

Although this situation is reasonable, it is still a bit disappointing.

On the Shenglong stage, Jifeng took the lead, and his palms slammed together.

At the moment when the two palms were completely together in front of the chest, a thunderous sound rang out in everyone's ears, and thousands of people in the spectator seats were immediately stunned.

There are also many people who can still open their eyes with extremely pale faces, obviously struggling to survive.

Juechen didn't dare to be careless, and he also put his hands together, and wisps of blue smoke seeped out of his pores, squirming like life.

What a strong martial arts will!

Lin Yun's sword intent surged secretly all over his body, and the firefly light that was invisible to the naked eye was shattered a lot in an instant, but his sword intent reached the realm of psychic. The shattered firefly light quickly gathered up again without injury.

"That is?"

A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He saw a pair of divine bird flame wings behind Jifeng, but those wings were fleeting and disappeared together with Jifeng himself.

The moment Jifeng shot, Juechen also shot, and the two disappeared from everyone's field of vision at the same time, causing bursts of exclamations.

Boom!

The next moment, the lake water around Shenglongtai suddenly burst into flames, roaring like a giant dragon. The endless waves roared, and the surging lake water transformed into a majestic beast, which surrounded the entire Shenglongtai like a wild python.

After a long time, when the wind and waves subsided, everyone got up and stared at it.

I want to know what happened on the Dragon Stage.

"I lost."

Juechen clutched his chest and coughed.

"The qualifying battle is the final battle, it's just a small fight, it's not really a winner or loser."

The victorious Jifeng looked calm and said lightly.

"what happened?"

"Did you see clearly?"

"Where can I see clearly, I'm almost scared to death. I feel like my heart is going to be shattered from such a distance."

"Watching the battle is risky. The masters of the three kings and seven heroes are too terrifying."

There was a lot of noise at the scene, and this battle was thrilling, but it was a little confusing, with some clouds and fog.

There are very few people who can see clearly, and after seeing it clearly, there are even fewer people who can understand why Juechen lost.

Lin Yun could see it clearly. At the moment of the fight, Jifeng used the will of flame to evolve the complete wings of the divine bird Qingluan. Behind Juechen is a thousand-zhang divine tree, which covers the sky and the sun, and is extremely domineering.

But in the end, it was Jifeng who was slightly better. The pair of Qingluan wings between the electric light and flint burned the thousand-zhang divine tree bare, leaving only the main trunk.

However, before the divine tree was burnt out, it trembled like a giant dragon, and countless fire feathers were scattered. If they continue to fight, the outcome is really hard to say, and if one move alone, it will definitely be a big loss.

This level of master, cultivation base is not very important.

The comparison is how deep the comprehension of the martial arts will, as well as his own practice, and the fusion of the two.

In one move, Lin Yun could barely see so much, but the gains were huge.

Fortunately, I have mastered the psychic sword intent. If the peak of the congenital sword intent is perfect, I will encounter this level of existence. I'm afraid that it won't be able to hold up to three moves, and other martial arts will comprehend the high realm is not weaker than sword intent, or even stronger.

The three kings and seven heroes are well-deserved.

This battle caused a great sensation, giving people a new understanding of the strength of the Three Kings and Qiying.

"In the end, who was the top ten masters in the last session. After four years, he is so strong that he can't understand it at all."

"Bai Lixuan and others, the gap with the Three Kings and Qiying is still somewhat obvious."

"It's difficult, and I don't know if anyone can rewrite the top ten rankings in the final qualifying battle."

Many people who thought that Lin Yun and these rookies could hit the top ten were all a little pessimistic.

Time passed, and the battles of each group progressed in an orderly manner.

In the other groups, Lin Yun noticed a master who was only exposed in the knockout round.

It is a master swordsman named Zhu Qingshan, wearing a black robe and a hood on his head. It was completely inconspicuous in the points competition, and it was only after encountering the top monster in the knockout round that its true strength was revealed.

With ten knives, the 21st-ranked evildoer in the previous session was cut into two halves.

After Lin Yun, he became another rookie who was able to kill the top monsters on stage. His swordsmanship was extremely violent, which caused a great impact on people.

After this battle, Zhu Qingshan was no longer hiding, and two more people died under his sword.

For a time, the illustrious name was completely spread out, which caused great psychological pressure to the players in this group.

"Lin Yun fights Feng Wudao!"

Just when everyone was amazed at Zhu Qingshan's ferocity, the melee between the fourth group and the seventh group came to Lin Yun's appearance again.

Many spectators immediately became interested, and all of them looked over with excitement.

Since Lin Yun defeated Bai Ling, his popularity has skyrocketed and he has even surpassed the Three Kings and Qiying. In him, everyone can feel a style that belongs to a swordsman, which is pleasing to the eye, but does not lose domineering.

As for Feng Wudao, he is also a ruthless man. He has not lost in a winning streak. The mysterious yellow aura in the jade pendant is heavy and dazzling.

"Some people saw that they were all ruthless people from the four groups. I don't know who can maintain the winning streak."

"It goes without saying that it must be Lin Yun!"

"Not necessarily, Feng Wudao is not weak either, he is the first rookie to defeat the monstrous evildoer."

The atmosphere was lively, and Feng Wudao and Lin Yun each had a lot of supporters, but in general there were more supporters for Lin Yun.

They were all looking forward to how far Feng Wudao, who had a very profound will of Thunder, could push Lin Yun.

This mysterious swordsman, how many cards he still has, is not known to everyone.

"No one seems to think I can win?"

On the Shenglong stage, Feng Wudao showed a smile on his lips, and he could hear the voices outside the field clearly. But between the words, it didn't seem to care too much.

"You're very strong. But it's really hard to beat me."

Lin Yun said truthfully.

In the face of this rookie who, like himself, is quite persistent in the way of thunder, Lin Yun has some respect. But what he said was also the truth. The other party might have a hole card that he didn't show, but Lin Yun himself was not.

It's just that this truth is not so pleasant to Feng Wudao's ears.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash have no eyes, do you really think that you are the first person under the three kings and seven heroes?"

Feng Wudao's face became gloomy, he snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "If your sword intent is only innate, you will definitely lose this battle!"

In the heavy words, Feng Wudao showed strong confidence on his face.

boom!

At the same time as the voice fell, a bolt of lightning ripped apart the sky, and the sky in the space where Shenglongtai was located suddenly darkened.

Under the electric light, Feng Wudao with long hair fluttering and fluttering, his face is extremely hideous.

"The Thunder Will of Dacheng Peak!"

Many people were shocked, and their pupils shrank suddenly. They never expected that Feng Wudao's Thunder will be so strong.

Not only strong, but also manipulative, almost arbitrary. My mind moved slightly, and between the sky, there were rolling thunderclouds that completely shrouded the Dragon Terrace. Seeing that the thickness of the thunderclouds was almost like an iron curtain, it made people feel extremely depressing.

One after another lightning flashed past.

The entire Shenglongtai is shrouded in Feng Wudao's Thunder Will, which is much more violent than Sword Intent.

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, this person is really difficult to deal with. The feast of dragons is getting more and more interesting.