After becoming a Venerable, Lin Yun can go without eating or drinking for thousands of years. The universe in his body can produce inexhaustible energy.

Lin Yun originally thought that he could wait quietly for seven days until the battle with Ge Siyu. However, on the fifth day, all the personnel of the Demon Temple, as if they had received some order, all entered the capital of the Zhao Kingdom.

The great swordsman Chen Siming walked on the streets of Zhao's capital with an angry look on his face, and said gloomily: "This Lin Yun is so cunning. He actually sent me false news through his one eye, causing me to waste five days."

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Chen Siming slowly walked to the bottom of the signal tower. He put his chin on his hand and murmured in a low voice: "Lin Yun must have appeared in the capital of Zhao at this time to fight Ge Siyu. If I were Lin Yun, I would definitely hide in

Within the capital of Zhao State. After all, the most dangerous place is the safest place. But where will he hide?"

Chen Siming's gaze passed through the streets and alleys of Zhao's capital, but he did not notice the signal tower above his head. He thought hard, but had no clue, so he ordered his men: "Search the Zhao's capital for me."

All turned upside down. I don’t believe that such a big person can completely disappear in a city!”

For three consecutive days, the entire capital of Zhao State was filled with smoke and chaos. The personnel of the Demon Temple searched house to house, even sewers, public toilets and public bathhouses. Lin Yun's photos were plastered everywhere on both sides of the street. Lin Yun's photos were posted everywhere.

Yun's name is known to everyone in Zhao State.

However, these people have never climbed to the top of the signal tower, nor did they expect that there would be anyone on the signal tower.

On the seventh day, the entrance of the Sword Masters Association was surrounded by the Demon Temple. If Lin Yun dared to show up at the Sword Masters Association, he would definitely be attacked by the Demon Temple. However, the Demon Temple did not dare to challenge the Sword Masters Association. They

They just surrounded the entrance of the Sword Masters Association and did not dare to go deep.

At twelve o'clock at noon, Ge Siyu slowly walked out of the door of the Sword Masters Association. He looked at the dark surroundings of swordsmen from the Demon Temple and turned his attention to Chen Siming.

"Great Swordsman?"

Ge Siyu asked softly, with a hint of doubt in his voice. He was questioning whether the Demon Temple wanted to challenge the majesty of the Sword Masters Association.

"Great Swordsman!"

Chen Siming answered slowly, with a hint of determination in his voice. He told Ge Siyu that killing Lin Yun was inevitable, and even the Sword Masters Association could not stop him.

Seeing Ge Siyu's frown, Chen Siming suddenly smiled and said loudly: "Sword Master Ge, Lin Yun will not come. It is not worth sacrificing your life for a meaningless battle.

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Ge Siyu snorted coldly: "You don't understand swords!"

Suddenly, a loud voice appeared from above everyone's heads.

"Ge Siyu, I, Lin Yun, have come to fight as promised today!"

Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw a black spot falling from the sky, getting bigger and bigger, and turned out to be the figure of a young man holding a sword. The figure suddenly jumped to the ground from a height of several hundred meters.

"Boom!"

A huge deep hole was dug out of the hard stone floor. Rubbles were flying and dust was flying. Lin Yun's resolute face was revealed in the gradually dissipating dust.

Seeing Lin Yun, Chen Siming yelled: "Do it!"

In an instant, countless swordsmen from the Demon Temple drew out their long swords at the same time, making a neat sound of drawing swords.

"brush!"

"stop!"

Ge Siyu roared, and his body suddenly appeared in front of Chen Siming. As he roared, a terrifying sword energy suddenly emitted from Ge Siyu's body. The long swords of all the swordsmen of the Demon Temple around him trembled slightly.

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Chen Siming's eyes narrowed and he shouted in surprise: "Sword Master?!"

But then, his face became calm, and he said in a deep voice: "No, you have not reached the level of Sword Master, but you have just touched the threshold of Sword Master. Since you are not Sword Master, you alone cannot compete with us.

confrontation."

Ge Siyu snorted coldly: "What if we include the Sword Masters Association of the Eight-Nation Federation?"

Hearing Ge Siyu's threat, Chen Siming's face suddenly turned cold. His eyes narrowed slightly and he asked coldly: "For Lin Yun, are you going to go against our Demon Temple?"

Ge Siyu shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Lin Yun and I have agreed on this battle a long time ago. No one can interrupt this battle. Otherwise, they will be my life-or-death enemy, Ge Siyu. After this battle is over,

Whether Lin Yun lives or dies has nothing to do with me."

The corners of Chen Siming's mouth trembled slightly, and a very gloomy look appeared on his face. After a few seconds, his eyes moved slightly, and he shouted loudly: "Swordsmen of the Demon Temple, step back a thousand meters. Wait until the battle between Master Ge and Lin Yun is over.

, completely kill Lin Yun!"

Following Chen Siming's order, all the swordsmen of the Demon Temple gradually retreated. Even as they retreated, their steps were neat and powerful, just like stepping on rhythmic drums, shaking the ground. However, when they retreated to a thousand

After Mi, they stopped at the same time. Everyone was immediately silent, and even the sound of breathing became extremely soft. It was like the sound of a pin dropping to the ground, which could be easily heard by everyone.

The discipline of the swordsmen of the Demon Temple is truly worthy of its reputation!

In front of the door of the Sword Masters Association, a circle with a diameter of one thousand meters suddenly appeared. Lin Yun stood in this circle, looking at each other with Ge Siyu.

Ge Siyu asked in a deep voice: "I did not expect this situation today. This battle may be unfair to you. Will your condition be affected?"

Lin Yun just answered with three words: "I'm coming!"

I'm here. I knew there would be such danger, but I still came. Since I dare to come, will it affect my status?

Ge Siyu nodded slightly and said loudly: "Lin Yun, you are a respectable opponent. Today, I, Ge Siyu, will use all my strength to fight you. If you can win, I will fulfill my promise. Even if you ask me to fight

Even if the Demon Temple goes against you and takes you away from this place, I won’t even frown."

Lin Yun smiled slightly and quickly took out the rusty iron sword from the space watch. He slowly tightened the hilt of the sword with his right hand and said in a deep voice: "Draw the sword!"

"boom!"

A big sword as tall as a person suddenly appeared from Ge Siyu's space watch and hit the ground. I don't know what kind of material this sword was made of. It looked like stone or metal, but it had a huge weight. This sword

Come out and smash a big hole in the rock on the ground.

Ge Siyu easily raised the giant sword with only one right hand. He stared at Lin Yun solemnly and said in a deep voice: "This sword is called Broken Mountain, and it is my portable sword. It can only be encountered by respectable people."

I will only take it out and use it against my opponent."

Lin Yun thought for a moment, pointed at the rusty iron sword and said truthfully: "This sword is called Peipei, and it is a friend of mine. I like to keep it with me at all times."

"interesting."

Ge Siyu smiled slightly, and a vast sword energy suddenly spread out from his body. Suddenly, his body was like a violently erupting volcano, and countless destructive magma breath surged in all directions. In this momentum

Under the pressure, all the swordsmen of the Demon Temple had their legs trembling slightly and found it difficult to stand.

Seeing this scene, Chen Siming hurriedly shouted: "All swordsmen of the Demon Temple, step back five thousand meters!"

In front of the Sword Masters Association, a circular open space with a diameter of five thousand meters suddenly opened up.

Under this vast momentum, Lin Yun's expression remained unchanged. He just tightened the rusty iron sword in his hand and showed no reaction. Lin Yun looked like an ordinary person, standing motionless without any momentum.

Seeing Lin Yun's scene, Ge Siyu said with a smile: "When a swordsman fights, he usually releases his momentum first. By relying on the pressure of his momentum, he can achieve the effect of defeating others without fighting. I didn't expect that you are a different kind."

Lin Yun smiled slightly, holding a rusty iron sword, and rushed towards Ge Siyu quickly.

"Well done!"

Ge Siyu roared and rushed towards Lin Yun. As he marched, his steps were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, following a strange rhythm, as if matching the rhythm of some martial arts. The huge sword that was as tall as a person was actually held by him.

Behind him.

Just three meters away from Ge Siyu, Lin Yun suddenly stopped and quickly raised his rusty iron sword to block his head. This move filled the hearts of countless Demon Temple swordsmen with doubts. He was still three meters away from Ge Siyu.

, is it too early to defend now?

However, the moment Lin Yun raised the rusty iron sword, Ge Siyu's body suddenly accelerated, and the giant sword in his hand crashed down from Lin Yun's head. The two swords collided fiercely.

"boom!"

Ge Siyu's giant sword is several times the weight, size and length of the rusty iron sword. Compared with the giant sword, the rusty iron sword is like an embroidery needle compared with a small iron rod. However, this is like embroidery.

Needle's rusty iron sword suddenly blocked the swing of the giant sword, giving people a strong visual shock.

For Ge Siyu, his fighting style relies on this giant sword and its infinite strength to completely crush his opponent. After this blow hit Lin Yun's rusty iron sword, he grabbed the sword with both hands.

The handle was like smashing iron, hitting Lin Yun's weak body wildly.

"Boom boom boom!"

The continuous roaring was like countless wedding cannons blooming in the venue. Even though they were thousands of meters away, the eardrums of the swordsmen of the Demon Temple were still roaring. However, they did not care about the discomfort in their ears;

Staring at the scene in horror.

Lin Yun blocked Ge Siyu's giant sword attack with just a rusty iron sword that looked like it could break at a moment's break!

Just like one person holding a glass rod to block another person's swing with a metal rod, this strong visual shock left them stunned.

Feeling that Ge Siyu's strength was getting stronger, Lin Yun no longer resisted Ge Siyu's sword blows, but continued to swim around Ge Siyu's body.

The shortcoming of the giant sword was that it was not flexible enough. Lin Yun was flying around Ge Siyu like a butterfly. The rusty iron sword in his hand was like the stinger of a bee, constantly poking at every corner of Ge Siyu's body.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

In three seconds, Lin Yun launched at least thirty sword strikes on Ge Siyu's body. However, the blade of Ge Siyu's giant sword was like a thick shield, blocking all Lin Yun's swords.

Suddenly, Ge Siyu's body spun like a top, turning the long sword in his hand into a whirlwind of giant swords. The strong wind brought by the giant sword actually blew the gravel on the ground flying.

Lin Yun suddenly leaned back and stomped the ground with both feet. As if there was a rope pulled behind his body, he suddenly stepped back ten meters to avoid the giant sword whirlwind.

After the whirlwind, Ge Siyu suddenly smashed the giant sword to the ground and laughed loudly: "It's so happy, it's so happy! Lin Yun, you are worthy of being my strong enemy!"

Lin Yun did not answer. He looked at the excited Ge Siyu in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Then it's time for you to give your best, right?"
Chapter completed!