Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Hundred steps to split the palm of God!

After Lin Lin Beichen learned this technique, he performed it for the first time in actual combat.

好像 "Looks like ... a little harder?"

Lin Lin Beichen rubbed her brows with her middle finger.

I feel that the Eastern War is not as good as the last one.

He turned to look at the referee Li Qingxuan.

The latter has entered the field and began to detect injuries in the Eastern War.

The viewers are all aggressive.

This ... is it over?

So fast?

None of them have entered the state yet.

The laughter of the audience because of Lin Beichen's sloppy ‘Can I hit him’ has n’t completely dispersed yet.

"First battle, Lin Beichen won."

As the Eastern War in a coma was lifted and rescued, the referee Lin Beichen announced the result of this battle: "The Eastern War was eliminated."

At this time, a loud noise came out of the audience.

"too fast."

"Protest, not worth the fare!"

"Not exciting at all."

"Strong request for rematch."

"Lin Beichen, a big liar, second man, pay me back."

Many people shouted in dissatisfaction, and even some strange worlds scolded.

The citizens who had been hailing Lin Beichen's name before were all agitated at this time. With the leadership of a few people, the atmosphere was moving towards another very strange trend.

Lin Lin Beichen was a little speechless.

Auntie, this is Diaomin.

Lao Tzu was really moved just now.

Sunda angrily, under the guidance of the Education Department officials, through the martyrdom, returned to his own locker room 22.

This game is his first round.

Wait until the elimination of 20 people, then proceed to the second round, and then eliminate 10 people, and finally the remaining 10 students are the captain-level candidates who are eligible for the flag capture team.

Lin Beichen is still one game away from the last ten places.

I'm close.

In the locker room's Xuanjing screen, a list of candidates from both sides in the second match appeared.

He is Ling Xuan and a boy named Muyu Village.

的 The result of the battle was no suspense.

Silent Ling Xuan, after enduring the opponent's three **** words, used three moves to win the battle!

After the death, Cangshan Xue, Mi Ruyan, Zhou Ke'er, and Wang Xinyu all won their respective victories.

Their opponents are not strong.

Until Ye Weiyang's appearance, it was regarded as a real heavyweight duel.

Puppet priest's opponent is Lin Yi, who is also in the top ten.

Gao Lin Beichen stared at Xuan Jing's screen, and became interested.

Although Lin Linyi is hypocritical, his strength is still very strong.毅 In previous rounds of assessment, Lin Yi performed quite well, ranking in the top ten, and it was also favored by some people.

几 How can he hold up Ye Weiyang?

Uh ...

On the stage.

"Unexpectedly, I met the Night Priest in the first round."

Lin Linyi's mystic energy erupted, and the light red mystic flame filled the whole body.

What he awakens is the mysterious energy of fire. Among the five conventional mystic attributes, the combat attribute known as the destructive power is the most significant for the actual combat power.

This is his source of confidence.

Wei Ye Weiyang stood in the middle of the ring, smiling, and said, "Mr. Lin, let's go first."

Lin Yi laughed and said, "Is it because the night priest thinks that if you shoot first, I will never have a chance to shoot again?"

Yan Yewei's smile was so sweet that even thousands of miles gave her a close-up of her smile.

"That's it."

Slap her.

"Oh, I'm welcome."

Zhe Linyi displayed her body, as if it were a blaze of fire. She swam quickly around the ring, her eyes were flowing, as if the flames were burning.

A fiery red sword appeared in his hands!

Xuan Jian also burned with mysterious flames!

The temperature inside the platform rose sharply.

上 In the auditorium, all kinds of cheers and shouts kept going.

The current top ten students are extremely popular.

But in comparison, Ye Weiyang's popularity is clearly above Lin Yi.

It's not hard to understand.

In addition to his sacred identity as the priest of the temple of the Lord of the Swords, Ye Weiyang's sweet smile is so touching that it has a language that is hard to say!

The value of shame is justice.

But I have to admit that Lin Yi's strength at this time still surprised many people.

The dark red fire attribute mystery is burning.

The halo radius around Lin Yi's body is constantly expanding and increasing.

From the beginning, it was only a layer of obscurity. By this time, it had been triggered to about a meter, and the dark red became orange red. Even his hair seemed to have burned.

Suddenly--

"kill!"

Lin Yi, who walked in an arc, exploded again, turning into a dazzling fireball, and ramming toward Ye Weiyang with lightning.

Plutonium seems to be distorted by the hot heat.

The raging flames swept across the sky, like strange waves, as if engulfing Ye Weiyang's petite figure.

There was an exclamation in the auditorium all around.

Some people even cover their eyes subconsciously.

"Purgatory Fire Slash!"

Lin Linyi's big drink echoed in the hall.

The dark red sword shadow is hidden in the flames of the sky. At the most dangerous moment, it relentlessly erupts, highlighting the power of the most lethal killing of the "Flame Sword Technique"!

This is the greatest strength hidden by Lin Yi!

Against Ye Weiyang, he will not have the slightest reservation.

At this moment, in the eyes of Ye Weiyang, a few rays of sword light suddenly passed away.

Huh!

The sound of a series of fine blade frictions sounded instantly.

I saw behind the girl priest, a mysterious real sword shadow emerged in an instant, layer upon layer, rubbing out Mars, like a pair of metal wings suddenly opened, rolled over and rolled her shape Protect.

Boom!

Yan Yanguang swept across the sky.

The flames were shining.

The orange-red flame was like a wave crashing on a reef, and instantly broke into bones and sputtered on all sides.

的 The exclamation in the auditorium was even greater.

But when the flames dissipated and the flames went out, everyone saw that Ye Weiyang was intact under the protection of the dense wings of the sword, without even receding an inch.

Lin Linyi's crimson long sword was stabbed on the wing of the sword, making it harder to advance.

"what?"

An incredible look flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Ye Weiyang's sword wing suddenly swelled.

With a force of perseverance, Yu Lin flew directly.

Faced with the power of the sword wing, he was almost as vulnerable as the rice husk involved in the hurricane.

When people were not yet on the ground, the sound of breaking air sounded.

Huh!

Jianguang floating jet.

Lin Linyi just felt the coldness of his wrists and ankles.

I waited until he landed, and the hair in his ears fell, and the clothing on the wrist and ankle had been cut, leaving a light white mark on the skin.

Lin Linyi's cold sweat flowed down.

He knew that this was the mercy of Ye Weiyang's men.

If it was a real battle of life and death, at that moment, he might have been pierced through his body by Feijian, and he was dead.

I am about to be eliminated.

There was a huge unwillingness in Lin Yi's heart.

But to no avail.

Uh ...

"The strength of this priestess is somewhat outrageous."

In the locker room, Lin Beichen frowned.

He thought he had stabbed his three swords.

I didn't expect Ye Weiyang to carry hundreds of sword wings with him. Was the referee a foul?

Moreover, Ye Weiyang didn't seem to have erupted his true strength in the fighting just now?

This is even more scary!

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