Chapter 1714

Won!

Many people did not expect this result. The seemingly dull and inconspicuous Zhao Yan actually defeated Cheng Xiong.

Especially the last sword, many people did not understand.

Under the hat, Lin Yun nodded, sure enough he was right.

"interesting……"

Ji Lingfeng and other holy land monsters also lit up when they saw this sword.

"Sword Sect Zhao Yan, accept it."

Zhao Yan defeated his opponent, but had no intention of ending. He looked around and said, "Who else is willing to fight against Zhao."

"I'll meet you, Ghost Cloud Sect Yuan Hao!"

The person who came was in his thirties, with a strong stature and sharp eyes. He was Cheng Xiong's senior brother.

"Please advise!"

Zhao Yan still didn't talk nonsense, he held the sword in his right hand and saluted.

Swish!

Yuan Hao stood up, a huge ghost appeared behind him, and then raised his hand to suppress Zhao Yan.

The ghost behind him raised his giant hand and pressed it down with the same palm.

Before the palm light fell, there was a huge shadow covering the sky, and the thunder and blood battle platform also trembled.

"Thirty-six days!"

Zhao Yan swung out his sword, and his dull and dull eyes became sharp and wanton.

Pfft!

Thirty-six sword lights tore the ghostly giant palm directly into pieces, and then turned into a huge heavenly word and pressed it over.

God is in the sky, my sword transforms into the sky!

At the same time, the sword intent of Shenxiao ran rampant, making this ancient heavenly word even more terrifying.

Yuan Hao frowned slightly, his body changed, and he kicked directly in the air.

boom!

The ghost figure behind him rose up like a mountain, kicked the word on the sky, bang, with a loud noise, it seemed that layers of sky curtains were shattered.

"Seventy-two!"

Zhao Yan didn't wait for the other party to take a sigh of relief, raised his sword and killed it, and the sword lights kept falling.

After the seventy-two swords, the ground gravity continued to superimpose, and Yuan Hao's ghostly movement became impossible to move.

In particular, the terrifying and huge ghost figure was extremely stiff, as if it had fallen into a quagmire.

"Heaven and earth follow your heart!"

After dozens of moves, Zhao Yan turned around with a sword, and the words heaven and earth overlapped.

boom!

The universe is upside down, the heavens and the earth are reversed, and the void is constantly distorted, but the sword in his hand pierces the void like a shock.

Under the blessing of these many visions, they are invincible, and the layers of ghosts are constantly torn apart.

After a hundred strokes, Yuan Hao gradually lost his strength, and his cultivation was much higher than Cheng Xiong. Only Zhao Yan, who was at the seventh level of the dragon vein, should have been defeated in a single confrontation, but after a long battle, he actually gradually fell behind.

"Xiaoyao Jiujian, this is the swordsmanship for burying playboys!"

"Who is this man?"

"A nameless person who only knows a few swordsmanships for the burial playboy can force Yuan Hao to be so embarrassed. If the burial playboy himself is here, what a style!"

"This person is not simple. His Nine Freezing Swords seem to be larger, which is slightly different from the Nine Freezing Swords displayed by Burial Playboy."

Soon, everyone recognized Zhao Yan's swordsmanship, and they all looked extremely surprised.

After Lin Yun became famous in the first battle, many stories about him have been passed down as gods.

The swordsmanship he practiced was also passed on.

He is known as a rare kendo genius in thousands of years. Many swordsmen are studying his kendo. Lin Yun has also used Xiaoyao Jiujian many times, so everyone is not very unfamiliar.

When Lin Yun heard the discussions coming from all over the world, he secretly thought that he was lucky.

Fortunately, he has always been very cautious. As Lin Xiao, he has never used the Nine Free Swords.

However, this Zhao Yan is really good. At first, it was only passed on to Si Jian, and he did not expect to cultivate to such a state.

That is Zhao Yan!

For anyone else, without the guidance of Master Yaoguang, it is almost impossible to master these four swords.

He had to find a way to hand over the last five swords to him, Lin Yun secretly said in his heart.

At the beginning, he could only use the first four swords, so he didn't teach the last five swords. With Zhao Yan's talent, it would be a waste to not practice the latter five swords.

"defeat!"

Zhao Yan became more and more courageous. After the swordsmanship started, the swordsmanship opened and closed, and his swordsmanship attained a new level invisibly.

boom!

Yuan Hao spat out a mouthful of blood, and took five steps back before barely standing still.

Zhao Yan stood with his sword in hand, raised his head and said, "You are defeated."

"Okay, Yuan Hao, let's go down."

Seeing that Yuan Hao was unconvinced, Qiushan-kun wanted to fight fiercely, and directly announced the result.

Yuan Hao's face was dull, but if he continued to fight, his chances of winning were still not great.

As long as he can't find a countermeasure against swordsmanship, Zhao Yan is almost invincible, this guy is too difficult to deal with.

Zhao Yan didn't end, he shot one after another, and he fought six games in a row with one hand.

Victory in six battles!

His ranking on the Dragon Ranking soared all the way, and he directly killed within a thousand, shocking the audience.

After the sixth battle was still won, the audience was almost boiling, this is a real sword of fame.

The evil spirits of the major holy places have to face it.

"This swordsmanship is really powerful, and I haven't figured out a way to crack it yet." Qingshuang-Jun, one of the four young masters, frowned slightly and pondered softly.

"I would like to see how this swordsmanship is in the hands of the funeral dude." Akiyama-kun chuckled softly.

Several people nodded, Burial Playboy is really a legend.

Even though he is no longer in the rivers and lakes, his legend is still circulating, and even this martial arts tea party cannot avoid talking about him.

Vaguely, there is already some shocking taste of the first sword of the three rankings, and even more than that.

Fortunately, such people chose a dead end for themselves.

For at least ten years, he will never show up, and there are even rumors that he has fallen.

"Jianzong won't be the only one, right? That would be too boring, I'll meet you."

At this moment, a figure stood up.

When many eyes followed the sound, they all took in a breath of cold air, and there was a little shock in their eyes.

Two hundred on the Dragon List, Ming Zong Yanxiao!

Finally, there is a holy land leader who is going to take action, but the difference in ranking is too big, it is a bit bullying.

"Zhao Yan, let me come!"

Amid the surprised voices of everyone, Ye Ziling stood up. She was valiant and cold and frosty.

She wants everyone to change their views on Jianzong. Jianzong is no longer the Jianzong it used to be. Even if there is no Jian Jingtian and no Junior Brother Lin Yun, there are still people who can stand up.

Even the evil spirits of the Holy Land and the disciples of the Sword Sect can compete!

"so beautiful!"

"Jianzong actually has such beautiful women, it's incredible..."

"Just looking good is meaningless. Martial arts tea talk is about strength, not beauty."

"She is very confident, is she stronger than Zhao Yan? I don't believe it!"

But the moment Ye Ziling appeared, almost everyone was attracted by her appearance, and then their eyes were fixed on her slender legs.

Those were a pair of slender and fair legs, beautiful and round, Ye Ziling's legs had a perfect length, even if they didn't show it deliberately, it was difficult for people to look away.

Even Ji Lingfeng, Fourth Young Master and others in the enchanting holy land couldn't help but look over, their eyes were full of amazement.

"Is she Ye Ziling? Brother Yun, there is never a shortage of beautiful women." Yue Weiwei looked at Ye Ziling and laughed softly.

Lin Yun told her about her family. Yue Weiwei had some impressions of Ye Ziling, and she was quite surprised when she saw the real person.

Especially those beautiful legs, even she was a little jealous.

Lin Yun said: "It's her, she is my brother's daughter."

Yue Weiwei nodded, but she knew the relationship between Lin Yun and Ye Ziling, and she was quite curious about Ye Ziling.

"What I like is Burial Playboy, what does it have to do with you, Lin Yun. She said it, hee hee, I really like this sister's character." Yue Weiwei's eyes narrowed, extremely cute.

Under the hat, Lin Yun smiled, Ye Ziling's words really shocked him for a long time.

Seeing Ye Ziling come forward, Zhao Yan nodded, put his sword back into its sheath, and saluted and retired.

When everyone's eyes were attracted to Ye Ziling, they quietly retreated, and after taking their seats, their eyes became dull again.

It is a great contrast to the sharp-edgedness on the stage just now.

"Why is there a woman here?"

Mingzong Yanxiao raised his brows and said with a smile, "I, Yanxiao, don't have the habit of hitting women, let's change someone else, or wait for Zhao Yan to rest before I fight with him, Yanmou is not very interested in Jianzong, I just want to Get to know the Nine Swords of Free and Easy, who buried the playboy."

Ye Ziling said lightly, "If Junior Brother is really here, I'm afraid you wouldn't have the guts to say that."

In her words, Yan Xiao felt contempt, and snorted coldly: "You may think too highly of him, if he is really here, let alone the top ten on the Dragon Ranking list, he may not be in the top 100. s position."

"Don't believe me? Then I'll play with you!"

Yan Xiao actually sneered at Burial Playboy a little bit, and wanted to defeat Zhao Yan to prove that the other party's Nine Swords of Happyness was nothing more than that.

I didn't expect a Ye Ziling to appear. It's better to defeat the opponent first, and then force Zhao Yan to take action.

"Divine Light Destroys the World!"

Yan Xiao threw a punch, violent and scorching waves of air, forming incomparably bright turbulent currents.

The turbulent flow shone with dazzling light, and in the middle of the turbulent flow, a fist pierced the void like a divine light and roared.

boom!

The holy blood infested on the battlefield was ignited by this scorching airflow and burned directly.

In the light of the fire, Yan Xiao looked stern, and at the same time a golden mark bloomed between his eyebrows, shining like the sun.

So strong!

Everyone was shocked, as expected of a holy land monster, this shot immediately opened the gap with the others.

The thunderclouds, which are always in the sky all year round, have been diluted a lot under this fist.

This Sword Sect woman is afraid that she will lose with one move, right?

Many people looked at Ye Ziling with regretful expressions on their faces.

Unexpectedly, facing this punch, Ye Ziling did not retreat, he drew his sword and unsheathed it, and a sword light split from bottom to top.

Roar!

The moment the sword light was unsheathed, the dragon roared violently, and the sword seemed to split the world.

The boundless snow fell, and in the flash of thunder, the sword light condensed into a shadow of a dragon, which not only smashed the fist, but also the shock wave that entrained Yan Xiao directly.

In the boundless snow, Ye Ziling stood proudly on the battlefield infested with holy blood, purple petals blooming in her eyes, arrogant and cold.

Snow flower, never wither!