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Even if our bank opened the fourth weight of the "Seven Injury Forging Body Skill" and reached a speed of sixty times the speed of sound, it still couldn't escape the large-scale intensive attack of the sword's "wan blade burst".

In the end, Ren Wuxing was also defeated by Jian Yan.

"Jian Yan wins." Ren Tianxing sighed and announced the result of the game.

He knew that his disciples could only stop there.

But he was already very satisfied with it.

After all, the talent of Ren Wuxing is no better than waiting for the sword. Without the blessing of Wuhun, he still relies on strong perseverance and persistence, and this step is enough to make him proud.

After a few more games, everyone stretched their necks because they knew that after such a long game, Lin Yun would play again, and this time his opponent will be crucial.

If you meet the four people: Jian Zongzi, Kumu Hao, Wei Shenmo, and Sima Ji, everyone agrees that Lin Yun can only stop here.

However, they all know that with the appreciation of Lin Yun by the senior members of the Sanctuary Alliance, what Lin Yun will encounter in this game should be Qin Zong's disciple, Yeqin.

"In the fourth round of the finals, game 27, Jiang Yun played against the night piano!"

Sure enough, when our bank announced the candidates for this contest, the whole audience set off a wave of uproar.

Everyone's face had a look of anticipation. After all, this battle was about the top five battles in the League General Assembly.

If Lin Yun can win the night piano, this also shows that Lin Yun's ranking in this league conference will be in the top five.

What a top honor this is in the top five.

In the history of the League of Nations Congress, there has never been a disciple of the Alliance Martial Arts, marching into the top 10 of the League of Nations, let alone the top 5.

Even Wang Jizhong, who was hailed as the strongest evil genius in the century-old Wufu in the century, was only ranked eighteenth in the previous session.

This time, the disciples of the Alliance Wufu are looking forward to it, hoping that Lin Yun can make history. From now on, the disciples of the Federation will not dare to laugh at them and call them waste.

For the disciples of the League of Legends, it is extremely hopeful that Ye Qin can defeat Lin Yun. After all, this is about the face of their disciples of the League of Nations.

Soon, Lin Yun and Yeqin came to the ring successively, the two of them were facing each other.

Lin Yun struck white, with no expression on his shoulders, and stared calmly at the night piano in front of him.

Ye Qin held the ukulele in her arms, and her eyes were also cold. With a slight wave of her right hand, the ukulele in her arms floated into the air and settled in front of her.

All of a sudden, everyone was talking.

"Can you say Jiang Yun can still win this time?"

"I'm afraid Jiang Yun will lose this time. Although his defense is very good, this time he is facing Qin Zong's disciple Ye Qin."

"That's right. Yeqin's sonic attack can directly ignore his physical defenses and directly attack his body."

"Jiang Yun wants to win. The only possibility is that his internal organs are as hard as his body."

In the voice of the public, Ren Tianxing also directly announced the start of the game.

After the game began, Ye Qin smiled charmingly, her palms were placed on the ukulele, and the strings were slightly moved.

Suddenly, a piano-like song like Jin Getie Ma suddenly rang through the audience.

And these sound waves turned into countless sound blades, broke through the void, cut the air, and shot at Lin Yunyan with a thunderbolt.

Lin Yun didn't hesitate. He waved his right hand gently, and the ring on his finger flashed.

In a blink of an eye, a sword appeared in Lin Yun's hands.

At this moment, Lin Yun didn't have the slightest intention to be fragrant and cherish the jade. One sword waved, ten thousand swords sang, and a dazzling moon-like sword breath reached ten times the speed of sound, and he immediately cut to the night piano.

However, the sword did not fall on Ye Qin's body, but was cut directly on the ukulele in front of Ye Qin.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Ye Qin frowned, the strings were broken, and the sound waves disappeared.

"How is it possible that this lyre is not the soul of the night piano? Why was it so severed with a sword?"

"Is Jiang Yun's sword so powerful? Even Wuhun can be cut off."

"It's scary! What the **** is going on with this sword?"

Everyone present was stunned, some puzzled.

After all, Wu Hun is not an ordinary weapon that can be compared. It is itself formed by the aggregation of immortals. The reason is that it can ignore any physical attack, unless it is because the realm between the two sides is too large, or it has some unique secret skills. .

But soon everyone looked suspicious, and now that the night soul's martial spirit and weapons have broken, there should be no suspense in this battle.

However, both Qin Zong's disciples, Lin Yun and Ye Qin on the ring, were very calm, as if they knew that the battle was not over.

"Even the piano is broken in half, don't you admit defeat?" Qing Yi said with a frown.

At the same time, a Qin Zong disciple suddenly sneered: "A bunch of stupid people!"

As soon as the words fell, the night harp on the platform suddenly struck a finger in the void.

It was just a bomb, and everyone heard a blast.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible sound blade emerged out of thin air and shot directly at Lin Yunyu.

In this regard, Lin Yun has already taken precautions, just just a sideways, easily escaped.

The sound blade was snatched against his body, and then chopped on the floor not far behind him.

With a loud noise, everyone could clearly see that a gully up to ten meters deep appeared on the floor.

When everyone was surprised, Yeqin's eyes were chilling, ten fingers played continuously, and the piano sounded wonderfully.

In a short period of time, nearly a hundred sound blades appeared one after another. Between the electric light fires, densely shot towards Lin Yunyu.

Lin Yun wasn't afraid. The soles of his feet gathered the immortality and raised his speed to the extreme. In this dense rain blade attack, he shuttled back and forth, avoiding them one by one.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise behind Lin Yun, countless fumes rushing up the sky, covering the sky, and a lot of gullies appeared.

Obviously, these gullies were formed because the sound of the night piano fell on the floor.

All this happened on the ring, also made most people in the gladiatorial are stunned, showing an incredible expression.

Xia Houxuan also had a look of surprise on her pretty face, and asked, "Why is this ... Isn't the night soul of Wuqin cut off by Brother Jiang Yun? Why can she still release these sounds?" blade!"