He also showed an admirable swordsman's style, calm, calm, decisive, elegant and domineering. All the beautiful words about swordsman can be found in him, and even surpassed these words.

If it were before fighting with Li Mubai, some people might think that he was a little lacking in quality and was not qualified to challenge Nangong Wanyu.

Who dares to refuse to accept this?

No one!

His sharpness and domineeringness were fully demonstrated in the fight with Li Mubai.

There is no doubt that this battle will be thrilling and stunning. No matter who wins or loses, it will be extremely exciting.

Buzz!

Two sword sounds resounded at the same time, and two figures soared into the sky and landed on the vast Shenglong Platform in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yun and Nangong Wanyu stood opposite each other a thousand meters away.

The referee of the fourth group looked at Lin Yun with a profound meaning. He noticed Lin Yun from the first battle and felt an extremely mysterious sword intent on Lin Yun.

But since he first appeared, he has never seen that mysterious sword intent.

He even had some doubts whether it was an illusion. He was looking forward to whether the mysterious sword intent would appear again in this battle.

If the guess is correct, it will definitely be a major event that shocked the entire ancient Nanhua domain, and even the old monsters in the Holy Alliance will be shocked.

On the Shenglong Platform, Nangong Wanyu was wearing a plain clothes, with white jade hanging on his waist, and a slender sword. He was very beautiful, with a boy and a girl. Many women sighed that they were not as good as this plain clothes on his body.

It cannot cover up his charm.

"You can see Li Mubai's flaws, but you don't know if you see mine."

Nangong Wanyu stared at Lin Yun's eyes, smiled, and suddenly asked. Obviously, he knew Lin Yun's way of defeating Li Mubai, and at the same time he also had a high level of confidence in his swordsmanship.

"A little bit."

Lin Yun responded truthfully and falsely.

Nangong Wanyu smiled and said, "Oh, I don't know what I saw. In addition to being named Jinghong Zhaoying, the last sword actually has another name, which is called Wuxia!"

"No flaw... I deserve this name."

Lin Yun said truthfully that the sword was indeed amazing, and he could see some clues.

Nangong Wanyu said in a deep voice: "I'm very happy that you can beat Li Mubai. Otherwise, even if I beat you, this kind of quota will be so humid. I'm looking forward to this battle."

“Each one another.”

Lin Yun's face was calm, but there was a spark-like fighting spirit spreading in his eyes.

He is indeed looking forward to it. If he can defeat his opponent without using the spiritual sword intent, his sword insights will be greatly improved.

He is looking forward to whether he can do it.

"This sword is called Feixue!"

Nangong Wanyu stretched out his hand and placed the sword in front of him. This was the sword-taking ceremony before the swordsman fought. Only when he met a real opponent would he be so solemn.

"This sword is called Burial Flower!"
Chapter completed!