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"This kid's defense is really beyond my imagination. So it seems that even the undead's self-disciplined disciple's defense can't compare with him." The vice leader licked his tongue.

"Leader, in this way, Jiang Yun's ranking this time should be able to be between the ninth and seventh." The visionary Lord thought for a moment and said.

"Why do you see that?" The spacelord looked at the Lord of Phantoms with interest.

"From the current point of view, Jiang Yun's defense should only be able to defend against physical attacks, and the abilities of Jian Zong, Kuchi Hao, and Wei Shenmo can all ignore his defense."

"Qin Zong personally passed on disciple Yeqin, and the sound waves used could ignore Jiang Yun's defense." The illusion master explained with a serious face.

"It's justified, but there are only four of them." The space lord motioned him to continue.

"In addition to these four people, there is also the Sima weapon who has become a" Shengshen ". He doesn't know how many cards he has in his hands, and Jiang Yun may not be able to defeat it."

"Of the remaining five, Zhao Xuefeng, a personal disciple of the Refiner Sect, is under his own authority, and naturally cannot defeat Jiang Yun."

"Jiang Yun's ultimate enemy should be Jian Yan and Wang Jizhong." This theory of the Lord of Fantasyland is also supported by the Lord of Flames.

"It's a good analysis. What do you think of the eclipse?" The space lord turned his head and looked at the eclipse of the vice leader, asking.

The lieutenant gazed at Lin Yun on the ring, and said a moment later, "Huang Di, I used to make a bet with you. I want to make a little more bet."

"Oh?" Space Lord looked at him curiously.

"I bet Jiang Yun's final ranking is in the fifth place. If he ranks fourth and above, then I will lose." Vice Leader Yin Yin said.

"What bet do you want to raise?"

"It's very simple. The last time you brought out an artifact in the" Sura Kingdom ". "

"It's a word!"

On the side of the three saints and suzerains, they were all surprised at the moment.

They never expected that the two great figures in the Sanctuary Alliance, a half-step Wudi and a ninth-level Wu Zun, bet on an artifact because of a fourth-level late Wuhuang.

One morning game also gradually came to an end.

Jian Zongzao, Kumu Hao and Wei Shenmo have basically never played in the game.

Anyone who meets them, whether it is a personal disciple or the chief core disciple, will consciously choose to give in.

As the chief core disciple of the Excalibur Sect, Jian Jian almost defeated Qin Wentian, the disciple disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, in a crushing manner.

The battle between the other two personally-disclosed disciples, Qin Zong's disseminated disciple Yeqin, and Fang Zong's disseminated disciple Ye Shuangshuang, also defeated Ye Shuangshuang by the overwhelming advantage of Ye Qin.

At noon in the scorching sun, the sun opened its radiant wings like a peacock opened its screen.

"In the third round of the finals, game 30, Jiang Yun played against Zhao Xuefeng!"

Zhao Xuefeng is a disciple of the Alchemist Sect, his realm is in the middle of the 9th Emperor Wuhuang, and in terms of overall strength, Zhao Xuefeng is not as good as his own.

The re-election of our bank with such powerful martial arts was defeated by Lin Yun. Naturally, in this game, everyone in the audience almost believed that Lin Yun would win, whether it was a disciple of the League of Legends, or Disciples of Alliance Wufu.

You should know that this is the first time that all the students of the Alliance Wufu believe that they can defeat the disciples of the League of Legends.

This is not to blame them, after all, Lin Yun's strength shown in the past few days is too much against the sky.

After Lin Yun and Zhao Xuefeng set foot on the ring, Ren Tianxing also announced the start of the game.

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Xuefeng released his own god-level martial arts soul. It is a golden roulette and it seems that he is also a god-level martial art soul.

Immediately after, Zhao Xuefeng printed his hands, and the eight swords behind it all rushed up the sky, and then shot towards Lin Yun with the tendency of destruction.

The eight-handed sword is not an ordinary sword, but a holy weapon made by Zhao Xuefeng himself.

These holy artifacts were extremely fast under the control of Zhao Xuefeng's martial spirit, and the sound of air bursting in the ring in the middle of the ring, surrounded Lin Yun from all directions in eight different directions.

Facing the encirclement of this eight-handled sword, Lin Yun was not afraid. His body suddenly disappeared like a ghost, and at ten times the speed of sound, he instantly broke through the encirclement made by the eight-handled sword.

The next second, Lin Yun came to Zhao Xuefeng's face, and it was a simple and rude punch in the face of Zhao Xuefeng.

Zhao Xuefeng directly spit out blood, and the whole body flew out, hitting the enchantment of the ring.

Seeing this scene, everyone sighed.

"Useless, Zhao Xuefeng is too weak."

"Jiang Yun's speed reaches ten times the speed of sound, and he can easily escape his great sword."

"It's a pity that the disciples of our league have so many people that they have been beaten up by the disciples of Wufu of this league."

The disciples of the League of Legends all showed an embarrassing look.

In the past, they all looked down on the disciples of the Alliance Wufu and always felt that they were high.

But now they are so tall in their minds that the insurgent disciples, who are as insurmountable as the mountains, have been crushed by Lin Yun, the fourth-level late Emperor Wu, so that they are really convicted.

But they are not as good as people, and they have no way to do anything.

Beginning with defeating Chen Hongshui, his personal disciple, Lin Yun sings all the way, and everyone can't even guess which of the personal disciples Lin Yun will fall to.

In the eyes of everyone's disappointment, Zhao Xuefeng slowly stood up from the ground, waved his right hand, and the space ring worn on his finger suddenly flashed. Then, nearly a hundred sacred objects appeared out of thin air, fixed on him. Overhead.

"How useful is the holy weapon!"

"Yes, this Zhao Xuefeng might as well just give up, and in the end it will be embarrassing."

"Even if there are more holy artifacts, Jiang Yun will not be hit."

After hearing the unabashed irony of everyone, Zhao Xuefeng grinned and sneered: "In the past ten years, not only have they been improving, but Zhao Xuefeng has become stronger!"

The next moment, Zhao Xuefeng printed his hands directly, and with his gesture, nearly a hundred holy objects on top of his head collapsed at the same time, turning into countless fine metal powders.

These metal powders float in the sky, just like the dust in the air that is invisible to the naked eye.

"Take a good look! Look at my Zhao Xuefeng's own move-" Holy War God "! "

Zhao Xuefeng laughed in the sky. When he stopped with both hands, all the metal powder formed by the holy weapon in the sky all condensed on Zhao Xuefeng's body, turned into a set of hard armor, and a four-meter-long golden spear.

Behind Zhao Xuefeng, a pair of golden metal wings appeared, making Zhao Xuefeng look majestic, like a **** of war.