At this time, another person came to the stage. It was a noble man wearing a brocade robe holding an iron bone fan. As a result, he was knocked down by Cui Lin within a round of his time. He vomited blood and gave up and admitted defeat.

In this way, he played several small characters in a row, but they were defeated by Cui Lin. The Yunzhong County hero at level 5 of the land was indeed not a false reputation.

However, after challenging more than a dozen rookies one after another, Cui Lin's breath became disordered, and he was obviously unable to do so. The speed and angle of the sword were already far inferior to before, and he was not far from defeat.

...

The scene was a little chaotic, and many people had seen signs of Cui Lin's lack of true energy. More than ten people stepped onto the steps together, as if they wanted to take advantage of Cui Lin's lack of true energy to win the position of champion.

"Don't be confused, come one by one."

Finally, Yu Wenshang spoke again, standing there with a sharp blade. He had already cultivated to the eighth level of the earth. He was also a good master in the entire Yan Kingdom. The most rare thing is that Yu Wenshang not only has strong strength, but also an excellent general who leads troops to fight. This is also the reason why he is highly valued by the King of Yan.

Yu Wenshang spoke, and the group of chaotic people immediately became restrained. Not long after, after discussion, a strong man with a tiger-headed sword walked onto the stage and clasped his fists at Cui Lin and smiled: "I am from Liaodong County, with a surname of Lin, and I am the third child at home. You can call me Lin Saner. I am a blacksmith. When I was a child, I learned some simple combat skills from a full-width master. Please give me some advice."

Cui Lin looked at Lin San, and the disdain in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He smiled and said, "Even a rash man like you who doesn't know a word about a big word, he actually wants to come to the sword-taking conference. Even if you win, can you get the Lingxi Sword? With your identity, can you be worthy of Princess Yan Yao?"

Lin San laughed loudly, patted his chest and said loudly, "What's the right thing to do? I can beat you when I go on stage."

"Arrogant."

Cui Lin's eyes showed fierce light and suddenly drew his sword. The blade swallowed Lin San's abdomen like a poisonous snake, but he didn't expect that with a "ding" sound, the Qi on Lin San's body actually shook Cui Lin's sword edge,

"how so."

Cui Lin secretly shouted, but it was too late. The result of underestimating the enemy was a crushing defeat. At the next moment, Lin Sanxiong hit Cui Lin's abdomen with a strong palm. Suddenly, a sound of bone shattering came. Cui Lin spitted out a mouthful of blood, and fell off the stage like a kite, rolling down the stone steps, and was already dead.

The whole audience was shocked, and another life fell. In order to compete for the leader of the sword-taking conference, it was destined to be dyed red with blood. In the end, only one person could win, who was about to become the master of Lingxi Sword, Princess Yan Yao's husband, and the general of Yan State,

...

Lin San stood on the stage, holding a long knife, and shouted in a low voice: "Whoever is not convinced, just come and try it."

So, a messy rookie came on stage again and was killed by Lin San one by one. The iron-smashing man was very ruthless. He killed more than ten people in less than half an hour. Moreover, Lin San made everyone look at him with admiration. He was actually a master with level 7 strength in the earth. His sword skills were as good as a god, and he was not airtight. He called for a very loud cry for winning the championship for a while.

“…”

Ye Yang remained silent,

Zhang Tianhedao: "Ziyu, why don't you say a word?"

Ye Yang smiled: "I'm calculating the time. It's only one hour before noon. The sword-taking conference at noon is halfway. Humph, those who really have unique skills should also appear."

"Oh, that's it..."

At this moment, almost as Ye Yang finished speaking, a man flew over the top of the tai bare hands, his figure was like lightning, and he gently lit up the steps and landed steadily on the stage. He was dressed as a middle-aged merchant. He raised his hand and flames radiated in his palm. He smiled and said, "I am a native of Kuaiji County, a brave general under General Xiang Yu, and a red flame hand grenade cloud. I have learned about your skills..."

As soon as Lei Yun came on stage, all the heroes from all directions were shocked and stunned: "Oh my God, even the Red Flame Hands under the command of the divine general Xiang Yu appeared. This sword-taking conference really attracted real heroes."

A scorching flame was swaying in the palm of Thunder Cloud's palm, and the flames showed purple luster. Obviously, he had already practiced to the peak level of the ninth level of the earth. It was indeed very shocking that the master of this level appeared in Xiadu City. After all, for ordinary people, the master of the ninth level of the earth was simply a god-like existence, and the strong man in the starry sky was simply a legend that he had only heard but had never seen before.

Lin San looked at Lei Yun's momentum and knew he was defeated, but he was unwilling to admit defeat immediately. He rushed forward with a tiger-headed knife, and the blade slashed with a fierce blow.

"Bold, seeking death."

Lei Yun shouted loudly, his left hand turned into a claw-shaped body, quickly grabbed the blade of the tiger-headed knife, instantly suppressing the other party's breath, his right hand became a palm, and Haoran shot on Lin San's chest. Suddenly, Lin San's blood was squirting backwards, and all his clothes were burned, and he was already dead when he rolled down the steps.

A group of Yan State guards cruised on the side of Taiwan, packed up Lin San and Cui Lin's bodies, and the sword-taking ceremony had to continue. The King of Yan was very excited to see that human life had disappeared completely. In the eyes of the King of Yan, it seemed that it was a very ordinary thing.

...

Thunder Cloud stood proudly on the stage, looking down on all sides, showing his crazy attitude. Indeed, he has the capital of arrogance, possessing the peak strength of the ninth level of the earth, and he can enter the starry sky realm at any time. Such a strong man is a talent that every force and even the monarch of every vassal state is trying his best to strive for.

After all, if a person with super strength acts as a general, it is an absolute weapon to conquer cities and plunder the land and fight for dominance of the world. This is something that all the princes and monarchs know very well.

There was an uproar in the audience. No one dared to challenge it, especially when everyone heard that this person was thunder clouds under Xiang Yu's command, many people were even more afraid to act rashly. The young hero Xiang Yu had practiced at a young age and gained the strength of the third level of the Starry Sky. It is said that he has been greatly improved now. Who would dare to provoke such heroes?

After about half an hour, finally, a group of people came out from the stage and slowly stepped on the stone steps to the stage, with steady steps, but each step seemed to be very floating, making people unable to see the depth. They were wearing green robe and clothes, with a rebellious look on their faces.

This is a handsome young man with an iron sword on his back, smiling at Lei Yun on the stage, saying, "I have long admired Daming, and today I can learn about General Lei Yun's strength. I am very honored to be able to learn about General Lei Yun's strength."

Lei Yun glanced at the other party and said, "Who are you?"
Chapter completed!