Chapter 0022 One After Another Accident

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"How can it be"

The moment Lin Beihua was blasted out, there were over 100,000 people in the square, all of whom stared wide-eyed. Only Yun Han and Yun Xuan looked familiar.

"Hmph, even the Great Elder is no match for Brother Yan, so what is Lin Beihua!"

"The Lin family thinks they can take care of us, but they don't know that Brother Yan doesn't take Lin Beihua seriously at all!"

"Brother Yan before his disappearance was the number one genius in Tianyu City. After he returns, he will still be the number one genius in Tianyu City!"

Yun Xuan snorted coldly, and many members of the Yun family nearby heard his voice, and all of them couldn't help but widen their eyes in disbelief, "What, even the great elder is not the young master's opponent?"

"The Great Elder is a master of the ninth-level star realm who has been famous for a long time! Even he is not the opponent of the young master. Isn't Lin Beihua, who is at the eighth-level star realm, sure to lose?"

"No wonder Lin Beihua was sent flying with just one punch!"

"Hey, this time, the Lin family is going to lose their wife and lose their army. Not only will the Wuyin Iron Mine lose to us, but even Lin Beihua's life will be lost."

The faces of the Lin family members were extremely ugly, but soon, sneers appeared on their faces again. Yun Qingyan's strength really surprised them, but they were fully prepared for this duel.

"Yun Qingyan, I didn't expect you to hide so deep that you even deceived me!" Lin Beihua endured the severe pain in his arm, and looked at Yun Qingyan opposite him with a very gloomy expression.

"However, do you think you can defeat me just by doing this?" Lin Beihua sneered, and then rushed towards Yun Qingyan.

The distance between the two was more than fifty meters. When Lin Beihua rushed halfway, he suddenly made a 'clang' and pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist.

Immediately, a white light burst out, and those who were close to the ring immediately felt a biting chill.

"That sword" someone exclaimed, staring fixedly at the long sword in Lin Beihua's hand.

"That's the magic weapon of the low-rank king!"

"Oh my god, if I read it right, it should be the Zishuang sword of the lower rank of the king!"

"Isn't the Zishuang sword the patriarch's sword of the Lin family? How did it appear in Lin Beihua's hands? The Lin family will not lend the patriarch's sword to Lin Beihua for this fight, right?"

"Tsk tsk, I have to say that the Lin family is really shameless. With the Zishuang sword in hand, Yun Qingyan will definitely lose now!"

The members of the Yun family, who thought that victory was in sight, turned ugly when they saw the Zishuang sword, and they all scolded the Lin family for being shameless and shameless!

"Patriarch, what should we do? Lin Beihua has the Zishuang sword in his hand, the young master is afraid"

"Patriarch, the Lin family is so shameless, let's stop this competition, otherwise not only the elixir garden may not be protected, but even the safety of the young master may be in danger."

The members of the Yun family all looked at the patriarch Yun Han.

However, before Yun Han could express his opinion, all the members of the Lin family suddenly surrounded him, especially Lin Chengyang, who stared at Yun Han covetously.

Its eyes seem to say: If you want to stop it, pass my test first!

"Lin Chengyang, is your Lin family so shameless? In the contest between the two juniors, even the magic weapon of the lower rank of the king was dispatched!" Yun Han looked at Lin Chengyang sullenly and said.

"Shameless? Yun Han, as the head of the clan, please pay attention to your tone! There is no rule that you cannot use king-level magic weapons in this competition!" Lin Chengyang sneered back and shot back.

Hurrah!

The long sword roared in the vacuum, and it was just a time to face each other. Lin Beihua had already rushed in front of Yun Qingyan, "If you can force me to use the Zishuang sword, you will die without regret!"

As soon as Lin Beihua's voice fell, the Zishuang sword had already slashed down. Accompanying it was a frosty sword aura. Ordinary warriors would not even have the slightest thought of resisting in the face of the frosty sword aura.

But just when the Zishuang sword was about to hit Yun Qingyan, Yun Qingyan's figure disappeared. Due to the speed of disappearing, few people present at all caught this scene.

Booming, the Zishuang sword fell to the ground, arousing thick gunpowder smoke all over the sky, and cracks like spider webs appeared on the ground of the arena, spreading rapidly in all directions.

"This, is this the power of the king-level magic weapon?" Many people's eyes widened. For them, the king-level magic weapon exists in the "heard" existence. In reality, they may not see it in their entire lives. once.

Just when everyone thought that Yun Qingyan was already in danger, Lin Beihua's cold snorting voice suddenly sounded, "Yun Qingyan, I didn't expect you to be able to hide like this. However, if you dodge this sword, you can also dodge the next attack." A sword?"

"What's going on? Could it be that Yun Qingyan is not dead yet?" Many people had surprises in their eyes. After the smoke cleared, Yun Qingyan's figure appeared in everyone's eyes again.

Yun Qingyan is still in the red robe, and his hair hangs down to his waist without any mess.

The scabbard with mysterious patterns on his back radiated a scorching light under the sunlight.

"Is it my eyesight?" Someone muttered suddenly, just for a moment, he seemed to see a vibration in the empty scabbard on Yun Qingyan's back.

"This time, I will let you have nowhere to hide!" Lin Beihua rushed towards Yun Qingyan again, and swung the Zishuang sword continuously. The sword body was still far away from Yun Qingyan, but the frosty sword energy had already swept over.

Yun Qingyan used the spirit monkey's ever-changing body technique, turning into a phantom, avoiding the bursts of frosty sword energy. However, although Frost Sword Qi avoided him, Lin Beihua was getting closer and closer to him. Once he was approached by the Zishuang Sword, it would not be so easy for Yun Qingyan to avoid it easily.

"Yun Qingyan retreated!"

"Hey, if he doesn't back down, he dares to move forward!"

"However, if he retreats like this, sooner or later he will be unable to retreat! After all, the ring is so big, and he can't retreat below the ring."

Sure enough, half a minute later, Yun Qingyan was forced to the edge of the ring, to the point where there was no way out.

"Zhantian, have you almost absorbed it?" Yun Qingyan's lips moved slightly, his voice was extremely thin, as if he was talking to himself.

"Buzzing..." A tiny fluctuation appeared on Yun Qingyan's back.

"Not yet?" Yun Qingyan frowned. Although he had been dodging the Frost Sword Qi just now, in fact, he was absorbing the Frost Sword Qi with the Sky-Zhantian scabbard.

In the battle with the spirit of chaos in the space channel, not only did he suffer heavy injuries, but even the Heaven Zhan Shen Sword and the Heaven Zhan Sword scabbard suffered serious injuries.

For them, healing is not taking pills, but devouring other magic weapons. Although the Zishuang sword in Lin Beihua's hand is only a king-level low-grade magic weapon, it is still a magic weapon after all. For the Zhantian scabbard, it is still helpful to restore strength.

"This is too slow, I'd better change the method!" Yun Qingyan said in a low voice.

"Hahaha, Yun Qingyan, this time, let me see how you hide!" Seeing that Yun Qingyan had been forced to the edge of the ring by himself, Lin Beihua couldn't help laughing ferociously, and the Zishuang sword stabbed towards him like a broken bamboo.

"Hiding? Are you worthy?" Yun Qingyan narrowed his eyes, and he suddenly faced Lin Beihua head-on.

"God, is Yun Qingyan crazy!"

"Facing the Zishuang sword head-on, Yun Qingyan's move is tantamount to courting death"

"He's finished!" Someone said, at this time Yun Qingyan had already entered the attack range of Zishuang Sword.

"Uh—" But soon, the eyes of the crowd watching the battle widened.

"The Zizishuang sword has been taken!"

"Am I reading this wrong? The Zishuang sword in Lin Beihua's hand has been taken away!"

The square, full of people, fell silent instantly, and it was still dead silent, as if even the sound of breathing and heartbeat had stopped at this moment.

Yun Qingyan swung the Zishuang sword he had seized, and a nearly half-meter-thick frost sword burst out. There was a loud bang, and a large pit with a depth of more than ten meters appeared on the ground of the ring!

In the hands of Lin Beihua, the Zishuang sword didn't even exert one-tenth of its power, but Yun Qingyan exerted 100% of its power just by swaying it casually.

"The sword itself is not a good sword. In your hands, it is even worse than broken copper and rotten iron!" Yun Qingyan holds a long sword, and the red robe is automatic without wind. sword god.

"Yun Qingyan, you..." Lin Beihua looked at Yun Qingyan, and fear appeared in his eyes. This is the second time he has shown fear to Yun Qingyan.

The first time was three years ago when Yun Qingyan seriously injured Lin Wei with just one move.

At that time, Yun Qingyan was still the first genius in Tianyu City, and Lin Wei was the second-ranked genius, but this second genius was severely injured by Yun Qingyan with just one move.

"Damn it, the feeling from three years ago is back again." Lin Beihua screamed in humiliation. That feeling means that when facing Yun Qingyan, he can only fear and look up.

"Hua'er, don't!" At this moment, Lin Chengyang, who was below the ring, seemed to have a premonition of what Lin Beihua was going to do, and he couldn't help but shouted out with a big change in expression.

"No? What don't you want?" Many people looked at Lin Chengyang who suddenly happened with astonishment.

"Look, Lin Beihua took out a pill!" The crowd turned to the top of the ring in an instant, only to see Lin Beihua took out a blood-colored pill from his arms.

Those who were close to the ring immediately smelled the pungent bloody smell coming from the pill.

"For the glory of the family!" Lin Beihua on the ring looked down at Lin Chengyang with a sad smile, "Father, please take care!"

As soon as Lin Beihua's voice fell, he swallowed the elixir exuding a pungent bloody smell.

"It's me who is conceited, or I shouldn't be conceited to you. You are always you, always the Yun Qingyan who looks at the entire Tianyu City and no one has the right to be conceited in front of you!" Lin Beihua looked at Yun Qingyan , his expression was neither ferocious nor cold, but unprecedentedly calm.

However, different from his calm expression, the momentum on his body is rising steadily.