The young man's arrogant tone made everyone dumbfounded. Who could have imagined that a person with the seventh level of blood could defeat a person with the eighth level of blood with one punch. At least, there is no one in this Sunset Town. There may be some in the Sunset Empire, but it is very rare.
Little; everyone is wondering, what makes this bright and sunny young man dare to speak nonsense in public?
The young man patted his sleeves and looked at Lin Anping, who was out of breath. He saw that his hair was messy, his face was like clay, and his eyes were abrupt, as if he had crawled out of a pile of dead people. There was no mercy in the young man's eyes, and his left fist was filled with tears.
The white light bowed, leaping like an eagle, and beautiful music came from the air. Lin Anping paused, his eyes were blurred, and he quickly woke up. However, at that moment of hesitation, what greeted him was a light fist,
The brilliant white light made his vision go dark, and he felt severe pain in his chest, and his body involuntarily stepped back several meters.
Lin Anping lowered his head and looked at his sunken chest. His clothes were torn and torn, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. He smiled ferociously, revealing a row of white teeth, with blood leaking between his teeth. He was ferocious and terrifying, and said coldly: "Young Master,
Where’s the promised punch?”
"Wait and see!" the young man in green shirt replied.
I saw that the muscles on Lin Anping's chest were squirming, and white lights flew out from inside. The neat rhythm in the air made the moment more harmonious. The white lights gathered in his chest. When Lin Anping saw this, he hurriedly raised his hand and waved it away.
The light is invisible, no matter what, it always stays on the chest. Gradually, the white light becomes a bit dazzling. The melody of the music in the air speeds up, which makes people feel upset. The air shakes violently. With a bang, blood and flesh fly across the air, and white mist
Confused, traces of blood spattered on everyone, and everyone wiped it away subconsciously. Some people looked at Lin Anping standing on the edge of the stage through the white mist. At this moment, he was like a deflated ball, slowly falling backwards, leaving only
A huge crashing sound floated in the air...
Everyone was speechless for a while, and then a breath came out of the strong man's mouth, "This, this damn boy, this kid is too fierce. Patriarch, it's up to you!"
The sword-browed man's face was full of pride. He smiled, raised the tea cup on the table, put it in front of his mouth, and took a sip. The white-haired old man was a little surprised, his expression became stern, and he said sternly
: "Such insidious techniques disgrace the honor of my Lin family."
"The Supreme Elder is overly cautious. How can such an insidious technique have the beauty of music?" the sword-browed man asked.
"Chief, this is not music, this is magic music."
"Second uncle, this is not your grandson, why is it like this?" The sword-browed man looked at the young man on the stage and murmured.
"This matter is related to the reputation of our Lin family and is not something to be trifled with!" the Supreme Elder said solemnly.
The great elder turned away from the anxious Supreme Elder, sneered, and thought to himself: "This old guy must be worried that his grandson will not be defeated. He looks so high-sounding. He is really ashamed."
At this moment, Zhou Tong looked so dazzling in his silver robe. The most important thing was that even though he was closest, there was no trace of blood. He just looked at the stage lightly, without any expression on his face.
The goatee old man standing in the audience, the second elder, coughed dryly and signaled the law enforcement hall disciples in the audience to clean up the scene. They saw a man in gray robe moving forward, with a body like a carp and a head like a crocodile.
Zhang Xuyu appeared out of thin air, and a stream of clear water spurted out from the huge fish mouth, instantly cleaning up the blood on the stage. Another man in gray robe summoned a fiery red bird. Although it was not big, it had a red beak.
The palm, covered with fiery red wings, is like a fire elf from magma. The tiny body flutters its wings, and a wave of embers rolls along the strong wind, and the water on the stage is instantly evaporated. This scene
Many disciples were stunned.
The second elder waved to them, and the two gray-robed men stepped back. The old man cleared his throat and said loudly: "Everyone, our game must continue, so please invite the remaining Party A No. 1 Lin Mu and Party A No. 5
Fight with Lin Zixuan!"
The young man in gray robe jumped up, bowed to the young man and said: "You are awesome, I accept this..."
Lin Zixuan looked at the boy in gray robe, thinking that he was about to admit defeat, so he relaxed his vigilance. He saw a gray shadow flash past like lightning, and his middle finger turned into a sword blade, activating the spiritual power of heaven and earth. He pointed forward and touched the arm of the boy in green robe.
A scar was scratched.
The young man in gray robe looked at it, a little surprised, and said to himself: "It shouldn't be. I have practiced this sword-making technique countless times and tried it countless times. As long as a person in the blood and energy realm is hit by the sword energy, he will definitely...
Will bleed, and he..."
The young man in green shirt looked down at the blue scar on his hand, frowned, and sneered: "It turns out that the young master of the third elder is good at sneak attacks. I have learned a lot today."
The green-shirted young man thought to himself: "If I hadn't tempered my body with dragon blood, I'm afraid it wouldn't just be as simple as turning blue and bleeding. I would really be able to predict the future!"
The young man in gray robe turned red at this moment, looking at the disdainful eyes of everyone, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, but he did not dare to neglect after looking at the young man who was staring at him eagerly, and quickly condensed a blood-red light curtain in front of him,
He was tightly wrapped in it, but he didn't know that not long ago, the young man in green shirt fought with a man in the blood spirit realm. Although the man was poisoned and did not use all his strength, the young man also did not use his full strength at that time.
He was at a disadvantage, but at that time, the boy was in the sixth level of vitality. Now he is in the seventh level of vitality. This light curtain was like a piece of thin paper in front of Lin Zixuan, the kind that would break if touched.
The corners of Lin Zixuan's mouth turned up. At this moment, there was no white light appearing on his fists, and there was not even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, because he wanted to verify how powerful this body that had been watered by dragon blood was.
Lin Zixuan stepped forward step by step, walking so sonorously and powerfully. Looking at the young man approaching in front of him, Lin Mu remembered the previous situation and shuddered. He was not as arrogant as before. He wanted to retreat, but thought of his elder brother Lin Zi
Jian was so disappointed and his heart tightened. He stood up straight and remained motionless. Lin Zixuan raised his hand and hit the light curtain with his fist with all the strength. The sound was like thunder, and the light curtain was shattered as everyone expected.
, the figure in the light curtain spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards. Seeing this, the young man in green squatted down and whispered in Lin Mu's ear: "You just attacked me sneakily, this is the price!"
The young man in green shirt stood up and looked at everyone. Among them, the sword-browed man below gave him a knowing smile, because the young eagle he once protected is now growing into an eagle with full wings and can stand alone!
Even the usually cold face of Lin Jianchi below was slightly moved. At this time, Lin Zijian's face was full of disbelief, "No, this is impossible. This orphan defeated Lin Mu so easily. Is it possible?"
Will he surpass me in the future?"
The second elder's face twitched, and then he smiled, "In this case, I announce that the list of people entering the clan tower at this moment include Lin Zijian, Lin Ruohuan, and...Lin Zixuan!"
Just when everyone thought it was over, a clear voice sounded, "Second Elder, does everyone have the right to challenge the two who are not participating in the clan competition?"
The second elder looked at him, a little shocked, and thought to himself: "What is this kid doing?"
Then he responded: "Of course, but..."
Before he could finish speaking, the young man pointed at the two people sitting below and said loudly: "I, Lin Zixuan, challenge you to see what you, the so-called geniuses of the clan, can do. By the way, you don't want to go one by one."
It’s better to go together and save yourself the trouble!”
Everyone was speechless. The sword-browed man almost spit out the tea he had just taken. The great elder had a surprised expression on his face, while the supreme elder had a gloomy face and cold eyes as if he wanted to kill someone.
Only a sound of applause was heard from the man in silver robe. He laughed and said: "Okay! This kid is good!" (To be continued)