Zhang Ruochen took the Valley Water Sword, boarded the battle platform, and stood opposite Xie Yunfan. The two were ten feet apart.

"Changshengyuan, Lin Yue."

Xie Yunfan saw that Lin Yue was actually No. 78, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly. There was an indescribable joy in his heart.

He had wanted to teach Lin Yue long ago, but Lin Yue had been hiding in Zixia Lingshan, so that he could not find a suitable opportunity.

Unexpectedly, the kendo competition of 368 people actually let him meet Lin Yue.

Otherwise, the enemy has a narrow road.

Today, Xie Yunfan is going to humiliate Lin Yue under the attention of everyone, so that he can no longer afford to look up in Liang Yizong in the future.

At that time, what other faces are there for him?

Recalling the picture of Qi Shimei being caught by Lin Yuebi in her arms, Xie Yunfan's mood is difficult to calm down, and she can't wait to set Lin Yue down.

"Why? Are you afraid to get on the battlefield, are you afraid?"

Xie Yunfan finally controlled his emotions, exhaled a long breath, pinched the dagger between his fingers, and played gently. It seemed to be relaxed and natural, and seemed to be able to fix Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen has one hand behind his back, and the other is holding Gu Shuijian in one hand.

Just because of a woman, every time Xie Yunfan sees him, he is like seeing an enemy who kills his father and takes his wife. It is either ridiculous or sarcastic.

Once and twice, Zhang Ruochen also endured, and did not want to care about him.

But every time he was so self-righteous, Zhang Ruochen was really uncomfortable.

There was a mocking sound below the battle platform. Obviously, those inner disciples and contestants also had the same idea as Xie Yunfan, and all felt that Lin Yue was a seducer.

"Brother Xie, drive that coward to the battlefield, how can Sister Qi follow someone like him."

An insider disciple of the Changshengyuan stood in the crowd, with a disdainful look, and said coldly: "If you are afraid, give up quickly, don't give us a shame."

Xie Yunfan's mood was even more pleasant, and a proud smile finally appeared on his face, saying, "Lin Yue, you can meet me, it is already quite good luck. I am at best ... stepping on your face with both feet, if you I'm afraid I can't live with the other bad-tempered guys. "

"In the end there is no end, do you still fight?"

Zhang Ruochen was a little impatient, no matter how good of patience, he had been polished by Xie Yunfan.

Seeing Lin Yue dare to be so arrogant in front of him, Xie Yunfan's good mood suddenly swept away, and he snorted coldly: "Since you want to find death, I will complete you."

In Xie Yunfan's hand, a short sword with a length of one foot was quickly rotated, and a sword was stabbed at Zhang Ruochen.

Before the sword was stabbed out, Xie Yunfan felt a strong wind and rushed towards him, blowing his body a bit unstable.

not good……

Feeling bad, Xie Yunfan's complexion suddenly changed, and immediately held up a thick layer of protective shrine.

Xie Yunfan is the eighth change of the ichthyosaur. He has opened up all five veins.

Therefore, the sacred air in his body is very majestic, and the holy sacrifice formed by the body is like an iron wall with a round shape, indestructible.

Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of Xie Yunfan, patted a palm forward, hit the guardian shrine, and suddenly hit a circle of ripples, flew Xie Yunfan out.

There was a loud bang, and Xie Yunfan flew down ten feet.

Later, his feet fell to the ground, his body was out of control, and he hurried back backwards, all the way to the edge of the battle platform.

Xie Yunfan gasped, panicked, and was so scared that he was so scared that he did not expect Lin Yue's cultivation. If he hadn't responded fast enough, I'm afraid he has fallen off the stage and lost the contest.

Just after returning to God, Xie Yunfan was not ready to face the battle. In his pupil, a shadow of a sword was zoomed in from far to near.

"Oh!"

The next moment, a sword had already arrived on Xie Yunfan's neck, and the cold radiated from the sword froze his neck.

Zhang Ruochen's body stood upright and seemed to be light and windy. He still had one hand behind his back, one holding a sword and a scabbard, pointing at Xie Yunfan's neck, and said expressionlessly: "Do you admit defeat? "

Many people have not responded yet, Xie Yunfan has been defeated.

Seeing the results of the battle platform, the audience was silent. Everyone widened their eyes and took a breath.

"How could it be so strong?"

Originally, Xu Changsheng was sitting in a chair steadily, ready to watch Xie Yunfan teach Lin Yue.

But at this moment, his hands clasped tightly together, and the whole person suddenly stood up, staring at Lin Yue on the battle platform unbelievably.

A newly discipled disciple defeated Xie Yunfan?

If Xie Yunfan deliberately releases water, it is absolutely impossible. Xie Yunfan regards Lin Yue as his life and death enemy.

The five and a half saints sitting above all also saw the amazing scene on the A-line battle platform.

Even in their state of mind, they were shocked, and they all looked at each other.

Among them, the mood swing of Zixia Bansheng is the strongest. Looking at Lin Yue's eyes became both shocked and bitter, but more sincere joy.

"It turned out that his strength was so powerful."

Zixia Bansheng no longer knows what to say. I thought that Lin Yue was getting an adventure, and his heart was over-expanded for a while before he could sign up for the eight-level kendo competition of Yulong.

However, he did not expect that he really had the strength to fight against the monk's eighth change monk. The reason why he was so stubborn was entirely from his inner confidence.

"This little guy ... is unexpected."

Zixia Bansheng chuckled a little, a proud look on his face.

A half-holy man with a red mole on his eyebrow next to him laughed loudly: "The afterlife is terrible, it is really terrible. Zixia half-holy, I did not expect that you also looked away. Such an excellent disciple, do n’t , I really want to connect him to the Moroccan Academy. "

Zixia half-holy glanced coldly at the half-holy, and said, "You move a finger and try to see if this seat will not lift the air-conditioned courtyard to the bottom."

Jinglan Bansheng also showed joy, nodding his head, and said, "This son's heart is very extraordinary, not arrogant and impatient, and there is another kind of spirit that only young people have. In addition, he climbed to the second mountain at a young age. If the top of the mountain can continue to persist, it may become a generation of swordsman and become famous all over the world. "

Liang Yizong was able to produce such an outstanding talent. Of course, the semi-saints are quite pleased. It is expected that Lin Yue will surely shine at the Kendo Conference and become one of the most sought-after characters in the saint disciples.

On the stage.

Xie Yunfan didn't dare to come out, he was quite unconvinced, and gritted his teeth: "I don't accept it. I'm not ready yet, so you can take a sneak attack, even if you win, what is your skill? If you have the skill, put your sword away and we will fight again. "

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and retracted the sword.

Xie Yunfan's face was a joy, a killing flashed in his eyes, and the sword stabbed out like lightning, striking Zhang Ruochen's heart.

Before Xie Yunfan touched Zhang Ruochen's body, Zhang Ruochen kicked him on the face, printed a **** shoe mark, slammed, fell to the platform, fell into the crowd, and fell to death.

In fact, when Zhang Ruochen kicked on his face, Xie Yunfan was fainted, but it was not that Xie Yunfan had not fallen.

If it was replaced by someone else, Zhang Ruochen might give him a chance.

As for Xie Yunfan ... Zhang Ruochen really did not want to see him again.

Zhang Ruochen walked off the platform with his hands on his back, returned to his position, and sat down.

Suddenly, the inner disciples of the entire Jiazi platform completely boiled, shouting the name of "Lin Yue", and the sound shook most of the imperial mountain.

The disciples who had looked down on Lin Yue's Changshengyuan now have a straight back, and they are quite honorable to be Lin Yue's brothers and sisters.

"Brother Lin Yue is talented and unparalleled. He is cultivated for the world. We can only look up."

"No wonder Sister Qi will be devoted to Brother Lin Yue. Originally, Brother Lin Yue was not only handsome and handsome, but also so strong in his cultivation. As long as she is a woman, she will definitely like such a man." A young female disciple was quite For the idiot.

In addition to the silkworm winter, there is another peerless Tianjiao Rise in Changshengyuan.

Then came the seventy-ninth and eighty.

Zhang Ruochen began to observe carefully that the two of them were fighting.

Because Zhang Ruochen's opponent in the next game is the winner of the two of them.

"Tai Qing Palace, Zhao Wuyan."

A young man standing on the left, said in a cold voice.

Opposite him was a very old lady with silver hair, but she seemed to be trembling with energy, saying, "Yuan, Fan Jing."

Elder Fan Jing is a Tsing Yi elder in the academy. He is over a hundred years old, and his strength is of course quite tyrannical. The first trick he exhibited was the ghost-level middle-class swordsmanship and the Snow Mountain swordsmanship.

"The aftermath of the snow-capped mountains."

Ghost-level swordsmanship is naturally infinite.

As soon as Elder Fan Jing's sword came out, hundreds of sword qi appeared on the whole stage.

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The ground, forming a thick layer of ice.

"Oh!"

As she stabbed with a sword, hundreds of sword qi gathered together, condensed into the shape of a mountain, exuding a powerful and powerful momentum.

Even the inner disciples below the battle platform can feel the cold air coming from the face, as if a snowy mountain was really down.

"Elder Fan Jing's realm of Kendo is really no small matter. It should be that the sword has been cultivated to the second realm, plus the power of ghost-level middle-class swordsmanship. The monk in the eighth change of Yulong can block her sword There are certainly not many people, "said a disciple.

Just when everyone, all elder Fan Jing's swordsmanship, was amazed, only Zhang Ruochen looked at Zhao Wuyan's body.

Facing such a powerful sword of Elder Fan Jing, Zhao Wuyan still seemed quite calm.

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