Chapter 404: One hit and one sword will win or lose

Chapter 404: Win or lose with one strike and one sword

Hearing this, Tantai Xuanzhong sighed in his heart, "In the final analysis, this Sect Master is still incompetent! Otherwise, how could the inner sect be so chaotic!"

Tantai Xuanzhong closed his eyes for a moment, opened his eyes, and said solemnly: "Linghu Canghe, from now on, he will temporarily serve as the chief of the Holy Spirit. After the trial in the Eternal Land is over, we will deal with it separately."

"Murong Hong abolished the post of the second elder of the Beast Soul Lineage and demoted him to a deacon!"

Linghu Canghe and Murong Hong were amnesty and kowtowed gratefully, "Thank you for your kindness from the sect master. Your subordinates will definitely be loyal to the sect in the future, and they will die!"

"Get up." Tantai Xuanzhong waved his hand indifferently.

"Thank you, Sect Master." After the two got up, they were soaked with sweat. Just now, just walked through the gate of hell!

Tantai Xuanzhong looked at Tan Yun and said, "Tan Yun, if you have to spare someone, please spare someone. Although this Sect Master will not interfere in the decisive battle between you and Kang Shiyuan, I still hope that you can kill less."

Just when everyone thought that Tan Yun would spare Kang Shiyuan, Tan Yun's next move was unmoving!

Tan Yun bowed and said, "The patriarch's teachings should be remembered by the disciples, but the disciples of Kang Shiyuan must be killed."

Immediately, Tan Yunang looked at the Holy Spirit Daoist and said with a slight smile, "The reason why this junior has let him live until now is because I want you to bid him farewell."

Everyone can guess with their toes, where is Tan Yun asking Linghu Canghe to bid farewell to his disciple?

Clearly, it was to let Linghu Canghe watch his lover die!

"Master...Master...Save me..." Kang Shiyuan lay on the ground and wriggled his body, raised his head with difficulty and looked up at Linghu Canghe, who was already in tears, and made a weak cry for help.

"Tan Yun... I beg you... I beg you to spare him!" Linghu Canghe got up and knelt down for Tan Yun under everyone's shocked eyes!

Linghu Canghe usually treats Kang Shiyuan as his own, he really loves Kang Shiyuan very much!

The respected person of the dignified line kneels down to Tan Yun. In many people's opinion, Tan Yun should stop.

but!

They underestimated Tan Yun's determination to kill!

Tan Yun looked at Linghu Canghe with a terrifyingly indifferent expression, "Remember, I didn't kill him, you are the culprit."

"Also, if I hadn't been stronger than him, I would have died tragically under his perverted demon. You asked me to spare him? Haha, you are joking!"

"Crack!"

Before Tan Yun finished speaking, he stomped Kang Shiyuan's head!

"Whoosh!"

Tan Yun disappeared in a flash and appeared on the No. 1 Wolong Platform, standing side by side with Mu Mengjia and Xue Ziyan.

"Yuan'er... My disciple!" Linghu Canghe cried hoarsely, swept down the jade building, and collected the body for Kang Shiyuan in person.

Linghu Canghe held the corpse in his arms and walked down the stage tremblingly. At this moment, he looked particularly old!

Hatred and grief eroded his heart, "I, Linghu Canghe, swear to heaven that if I don't kill Tan Yun, I will perish!"

…

Now in the Wolong list of the top eight competition, the three who have advanced to the third game are: Xiang Shengtian and Ke Xinyi of the Holy Spirit.

The ancient soul line is unbalanced; the Fu line Huangfu listens to the wind; the Dan line Tan Yun, and the lucky five soul line Xue Ziyan.

At this moment, Xiang Shengtian, who was also Linghu Canghe's apprentice with Kang Shiyuan, looked at Tan Yun with a rather solemn expression. Others don't know Kang Shiyuan's true strength, he knows very well that his strength is no lower than himself!

On the other hand, looking at Jun Buping, looking at Tan Yun, he thought to himself: "When I attacked Mount Tai, from the point of view of Taishan's repulsion with a single blow, the strength of Mount Tai is better than mine, as well as Kang Shiyuan's riotous dance. I may not be able to take this move. But Tan Yun killed both of them..."

As for Huangfu Tingfeng, he looked at Tan Yun with only admiration in his eyes.

At the same time, he thought that when Tan Yun was in the Eternal Immortal Sect, he was injured in the life-and-death confrontation with the goddess Nangong Yuqin of the Soul Immortal Palace, and he could judge that since Tan Yun is now intact after killing Taishan and Kang Shiyuan, it means that Tan Yun Not yet at full strength!

I can't beat Tan Yun!

Only Ke Xinyi looked at Tan Yun calmly, sneering in her heart, "Maybe you are stronger than anyone, but if you meet me, you may not survive!"

Next, it was the second and sixth game of the Wolong Ranking Top Eight. Dan Mai Mu Mengjia played against Xiao Qingxuan, a powerhouse of the ancient soul lineage!

"Whizzing!"

One red and one white shadows flashed low in the sky and appeared on the No. 2 Wolong Terrace, turning into Mu Mengjia in a red dress and Xiao Qingxuan in a white dress.

The two beauties were separated by hundreds of feet and stood far away.

On the summit, more than 600,000 disciples were talking and commenting:

"Everyone, who do you think will win?"

"It's hard to say! It's obvious that Mu Mengyu and Ke Xinyi were unknown people before. From the nine-meridian competition in the past two days, it can be seen that they are all dark horses killed!"

"Well, it makes sense! Mu Mengji destroyed two low-grade spirit weapons flying swords and killed two strong men. Obviously, he did not use all his strength. And Ke Xinyi, too, understates that he has repeatedly inflicted heavy damage on his opponents, but he is also hidden..."

"Yeah! I'm looking forward to their duel!"

"It's a beautiful thing to see the two beauties today..."

"…"

The voices of the disciples on the top of the mountain were heard in the ears of the senior sect leaders on the Jade Tower. Similarly, the deacons, elders, and chiefs of various veins were also discussing in a low voice...

"Quiet." Tantai Xuanzhong raised his right hand slowly, and the top of the mountain was quiet, only the whistling sound of the strong wind.

On the second Wolong platform.

"Buzz!"

Mu Mengyu's red dress fluttered, her jade hand turned over, and a high-grade flying sword with the attribute of death came out of nowhere, staring at Xiao Qingxuan coldly, "Please enlighten me."

Xiao Qingxuan didn't bring out the flying sword, she smiled, "Junior Sister Mu, first of all, I have no ill will towards you and Tan Yun, and secondly, I also admit that you are very strong. Why don't we give up fighting to the death and win with one blow and one sword? How's the negative?"

Hearing this, Mu Mengji's icy eyes began to soften, and she said thoughtfully, "What does one strike and one sword mean?"

"One blow refers to the strongest blow that you and I can attack." Xiao Qingxuan said with a smile: "One sword is to see whose sword is more deadly. No matter who wins, be merciful, okay?"

Mu Mengji didn't immediately agree, but looked back and cast an inquiring look at Tan Yun on Wolong Terrace No. 1.

Tan Yun smiled slightly, "Mengyu, since Senior Sister Xiao is not malicious, I think her proposal is fair, you can agree."

"Well." Mu Meng nodded slightly, looked back at Xiao Qingxuan, and reminded: "I don't know how strong my strongest sword is, I'm worried about hurting you."

Xiao Qingxuan smiled lightly and said conceitedly, "It's okay, you can do your best."

"Okay." Mu Mengjia held his sword and clasped his fists and said, "Senior Sister Xiao, please."

"Junior Sister Mu, please!" Xiao Qingxuan's voice just fell, and his expression suddenly became solemn, and he used the ancient soul line, the art of calming the veins - the ancient tomb scripture!