Chapter 730： open kill

Chapter seven hundred and thirty

"boom!"

In the dull sound of gouge, Fu Xiong's headless body fell on the platform of destruction.

"Eldest brother is mighty!"

"Eldest brother is mighty!"

"..."

More than 300 disciples of the meritorious line, after recovering from the shock, screamed with excitement and excitement!

In addition, all the disciples of the Nine Meridians below the Great Perfection of the Soul Realm looked at Tan Yun standing in the sky, and their eyes couldn't help but fill with deep fear!

Among the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Nine Veins who are in the Great Perfection of the Soul Realm, most of them look at Tan Yun, and their eyes interpret what it means to be afraid!

The 127 holy sons and 68 holy daughters of the Nine Vessels, all of them are the favored sons of the heavens and the daughters of the heavenly sons and daughters, whether they are those who are in the divine soul realm, or those who are in the holy soul realm, although they are conceited that they can kill Tan Yun without breaking a sweat , but there was still fear in their eyes.

This fear comes from Tan Yun's unparalleled leapfrog challenge ability, but also from the six top qualities that no one can compare with Tan Yun!

At this moment, most of the saints and saints regarded Tan Yun as a stumbling block on their way to becoming the next suzerain.

Endless conspiracies began to brew in the hearts of most saints and saints, but very few looked at Tan Yun's eyes, showing admiration and complexity...

From the nine veins down to thousands of deacons, more than 400 elders, up to the chief of the nine holy gates, and Yuwen Fengjun, the face is as ugly as it is...

In the past, Feng Qingcheng, Duan Cangqiong, Gongsun Yangchun, Zhu Daosheng, Xie Juechen, the five powerhouses who were selected from among the disciples who participated in the decisive battle, now there are still the Disciple of Discipline Kang Ling, Disciple of Fu Vessel Shen Lang, and Disciple of Formation Disciple Luo Caiyun .

The three looked at Tan Yun, who was standing in the air, panicked, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean dripped from his forehead.

They can see from the scene of Tan Yun's sword shadow of the Hongmeng, smashing the bone gun of the inferior weapon, if they were themselves, under that sword, they would be dead and alive!

"Next!" Tan Yun stood in the air with his sword in hand, the strong wind ruffled his hair, but couldn't dispel the killing intent in his eyes!

As soon as the words fell, Kang Ling, Shen Lang, and Luo Caiyun took a step back subconsciously. This scene made everyone who bet panic.

You must know that everyone is a bet on bankruptcy. Everyone has pinned all their hopes on the three of them. If the three of them lose to Tan Yun, the wealth that they have worked hard for many years will be wasted...

"Junior Brother Kang, come on, you must kill Tan Yun!"

"Senior Brother Kang, you are going to kill Tan Yun! Otherwise, the brothers will become paupers!"

"Senior Brother Shen, you want the brave to be fearless..."

"Junior Sister Luo, you are a genius against the Great Perfection of the Divine Soul Realm. You have to believe that you can kill Tan Yun!"

"..."

The disciples of Qi, Fu, Zhen, and other disciples kept cheering and shouting to Kang Ling, Shen Lang, and Luo Caiyun.

The three looked at each other, and no one was willing to take the lead against Tan Yun. They knew very well that only by letting the other side and Tan Yun fight decisively to consume Tan Yun's strength would they have a chance to fight in the end.

When the three of them hesitated, Feng Qingcheng's beautiful eyes flickered, and the sound of nature sounded, "The three of you don't do it."

Hearing this, the three of them and everyone did not understand why.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Feng Qingcheng.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the four chief executives, Gongsun Yangchun, Duan Cangqiong, Zhu Daosheng, and Xie Juechen, and said without hesitation: "The current situation is very obvious, there is only one way for us to win."

"Arrange the other disciples of our five veins to participate in the decisive battle, and the law enforcement disciples, use the wheel battle to consume Tan Yun's strength, and finally let Kang Ling, Shen Lang, and Luo Caiyun take action. There is no other way."

Hearing this, the four chiefs of Gongsun Yangchun and Yuwenfeng all nodded in agreement. Without Feng Qingcheng's suggestion, the cunning and cunning ones would do the same!

After hearing this, Shen Subing, Mu Mengjia, Zhong Wu Shiyao and other people in the same line of meritorious deeds, their faces changed greatly, and they were very worried about dealing with Tan Yun in this way.

Tan Yun saw the expressions of Shen Subing and others in his eyes, and cast a reassuring smile to everyone.

He also always believed that in the face of absolute strength, any calculations by the enemy were futile!

Afterwards, Feng Subing, Duan Cangqiong, and Yuwen Fengjun, in order not to give Tan Yun too much time to recover his strength, immediately ordered the law enforcement disciples and the Five Veins disciples to form six teams in the void!

The first team: 168 law enforcement disciples.

The second team: 200 Danmai disciples and 105 stewards.

The third team: 59 Qimai managers and 186 Qimai disciples.

The fourth team: 109 Fumai disciples and 217 stewards.

The fifth team: 300 disciples and 263 stewards.

The sixth team: 146 disciples and 86 stewards of the Beast Soul lineage.

At this moment, the law enforcement disciples, the Five Veins disciples, and the stewards all had different expressions.

Some trembled all over, their eyes were terrified, and they regretted that they had provoked Tan Yun a year ago, and they had a decisive battle with Tan Yun.

Some faces are ashen, and their eyes are full of reluctance to part with their family members and nostalgia for all things in the world.

Nobody wants to die, right?

In contrast, before, the five souls, the wind and thunder, the ancient souls, and the holy souls cut off their arms, kneeling down to Tan Yun, hundreds of disciples, and hundreds of stewards. Most people understand that they can actually live. is the greatest happiness...

The Disciple of Qi Mai Kang Ling, the disciple of Fu Mai Shen Lang, and the disciple Luo Caiyun of the Formation Line were standing in the sky behind the six rows of teams.

The three of them breathed a deep sigh of relief. They were conceited. Even if Tan Yun could kill the disciples of the Five Veins and the Law Enforcement, their strength would be exhausted by then, and it would be easy to kill Tan Yun himself!

At this moment, Yuwen Fengjun looked at the five chiefs of Feng Qingcheng and said, "Since the old man has made the least bets, let me start with my law enforcement disciples."

"En." Feng Qingcheng nodded slightly.

Yuwenfeng-jun looked at the six rows of teams in the void, and said without a doubt: "Next, the law enforcement disciples and the five-meridian disciples will take turns to fight against Tan Yun."

"Now this law enforcement elder has announced that the decisive battle will continue!"

As soon as the words fell, one of the 168 law enforcement disciples led by the eighth-level disciple of the Soul Realm trembled and refused to fight Tan Yun.

"Don't embarrass our law enforcement faction, what are you still doing? Go to this law enforcement chief!" Yuwenfeng-jun sounded like a bell.

"Disciple obeys!" The disciple shouted, "Tan Yun, I drafted the ancestors, and I fought with you!"

"Whoosh!"

"call out--"

While the disciple was cursing, he held a flying sword and rushed towards Tan Yun Lingkong!

"Today, I have given you the opportunity to apologize and spare your life. Since you don't cherish it, then I will kill you!"

An indifferent voice lingered in the ears of everyone, and immediately, Tan Yun disappeared from the sky on the stage of destruction.

In the next instant, a cyan afterimage swept past the law enforcement disciple and turned into Tan Yun in a green robe, standing in the air with a sword!

The law enforcement disciple froze in the void, still maintaining the posture of holding a sword, and a circle of blood appeared on his neck.

Then, blood sprayed from the blood pattern, the head slipped off the broken neck, and the headless corpse fell on the platform of destruction!

As soon as the eight metallic golden spirits got out of the body, they were blasted away by Tan Yun's palm!