Lin Yi looked at the deacon of the Soul Clan, and said with an innocent face: "This brother's words are wrong, you have worked hard to bring me a reward, I am grateful to you in my heart It's too late, why do you want to provoke it? Uh, by the way, the stands of your Soul Clan are too unstable, right?

"Lin Yi, you...... You...... I ......"

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"I, Lin Yi, thank you for the reward of the Soul Clan, don't worry, I will make persistent efforts in the next battle and strive to get more rewards. Lin Yi said with a serious face.

That soul deacon is so mad.

He stared at Lin Yi fiercely, and suddenly said to Lin Yi: "Lin Yi, if you see it, take it, if you cooperate with our soul clan and help us defeat Corpse Han and Yue Gucheng, our soul clan will give you a very rich reward." ”

Lin Yi's heart moved slightly, and he asked with a smile: "Is this your personal meaning?" or is it your patriarch's meaning?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you don't need to know so much, you just need to help our young master and defeat Corpse Han and Yue Gucheng, you will get unimaginable cultivation resources. ”

Lin Yi smiled: "Go back and tell your patriarch that I have only one goal, and that is the Void Spirit Tower." ”

"Hmph, Lin Yi, you are simply delusional, how can you get your hands on the Void Spirit Tower......?

"Get out!"

Lin Yi's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he was so shocked that the deacon of the soul clan, along with the dozen or so deacons behind him, all rolled down and rolled down the stands.

It wasn't until this moment that all the human monks around him suddenly realized.

It turned out that the collapse of the stands was caused by Lin Yi.

Lin Yi first greeted him with a smile and accepted all the rewards, and then under the ridicule of more than a dozen soul clan deacons, he slammed them all into the stone pit.

In this way, Lin Yi gave a vicious breath to all the human races, and on the invincible soul clan.

But even so, the soul clan has no choice but to swallow this bitter fruit.

Sure enough, when the dozen or so soul deacons left, not long after, hundreds of soul clan disciples came to the Terran stand to help the Terran reforge the stand.

In the ring, the battle between Soul Indifference and Purple Pole Xuanwu had ended, and in the end, Soul Indifference was defeated again by Purple Pole Xuanwu, becoming a bottom-tier Tianjiao who had been defeated repeatedly.

In the next few battles, several Tianjiao won and lost each other.

But Corpse Han, Yue Gucheng and Contra, the three Tianjiao, still entered the sixth round of competition with a complete victory.

As soon as the sixth round came up, it was the battle between Lin Yi and Ziji Xuanwu.

Lin Yi fought against Ziji Xuanwu, there was no suspense, even ten moves were useless, Ziji Xuanwu was defeated, and Lin Yi advanced to the seventh round with a record of winning all six battles.

In the seventh round, in the first battle, Lin Yi faced the corpse cold.

The battle between Lin Yi and Corpse Han attracted the attention of all the audience.

The two Tianjiao are the biggest dark horses of this Hundred Ethnic Conference.

Both Tianjiao entered the top 10 with a winning record.

In the top ten reincarnation battle, the two Tianjiao defeated all their opponents respectively.

Before the start of this battle, Corpse Han's points were six points, and Lin Yi's points were also six points.

The two biggest dark horses will be fighting for their seventh points.

All eyes on it.

Lin Yi walked out of the crowd, stepped out of the stands, and stepped into the martial arts arena.

Corpse Han jumped from the stands, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the ring.

Lin Yi jumped into the ring and confronted the corpse Hanyao.

The corpse cold still shrouded his whole body in the black robe, and the aura of death filled the body with the cold of death.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word, only two cold eyes stared at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's eyes were as plain as water, and he silently looked at the corpse cold.

In the stands around, it was silent.

Millions of eyes were unblinking, looking at the battle between Lin Yi and Corpse Han in the ring.

"Whew!"

The corpse's cold gaze suddenly froze, and his body exuded a cold and dead aura as rich as ink.

At the same time, behind him, in the void, a picture of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared.

For a time, the wind howled in the void, lightning and thunder, ghosts cried wolves, and heavy rain poured down.

Accompanied by the picture of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, it was generated from the void, and the terrifying breath of death swept through the entire martial arts arena.

"It's terrifying! As soon as the corpse Han made a move, he cast a vision of the heavenly corpse, this vision is simply terrifying, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, the white bones are thick, and the ghosts cry and wolves howl, which is daunting. ”

"In the previous battle, I didn't see the Heavenly Corpse Vision of the Corpse Cold's actual combat, and a pair of Lin Yi immediately displayed the Heavenly Corpse Vision, which shows that he attaches great importance to Lin Yi's opponent.

"Then there is no need to say, the two Tianjiao, both are the biggest dark horses of this Hundred Clans Conference, after this battle, there will be only one dark horse left, in order to compete for the title of dark horse, the two Tianjiao must also do their best. ”

When the surrounding audience was talking, suddenly, Lin Yi's back suddenly lit up, and the bright and dazzling little sun suddenly appeared.

In an instant, ten thousand rays of light pierced the sky!

There was an exclamation from the audience.

"Talent Vision! Lin Yi actually cast a talent vision, and the Yan King was in the Nine Heavens!"

In the ring.

Under the glow of ten thousand rays, the picture of the corpse mountain and sea of blood behind the corpse Han, bleeding and drifting, suddenly disappeared.

The terrifying suffocating breath of death also disappeared without a trace.

The void is calm again.

There was silence in the ring again.

Corpse Han looked at Lin Yi's gaze, becoming more and more cold.

He suddenly roared, and an iron fist burst out from his body, blasting towards Lin Yi fiercely.

Lin Yi once used his real vision to observe all the battle trajectories of Corpse Han, and when he saw Corpse Han burst out of the Iron Fist, Lin Yi's figure flashed, dodging the bombardment of the Iron Fist, and with a flip of his wrist, the Ziyang Sword jumped into his palm.

After a dragon groan, the sword was unsheathed, and a brilliant sword light like a match slashed through the void and slashed towards the corpse Han in the black robe.

The corpse Han's figure flashed, like a ghost, and he easily dodged Lin Yi's sword.

He swung his iron fist and smashed it at Lin Yi again.

The sword in Lin Yi's hand let out a high-pitched dragon groan, and a purple-gold dragon suddenly flew out from the sword.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The Ziyang Sword and the Iron Fist slammed together, erupting with a deafening loud bang.

Lin Yi put away his sword, retreated, and took three steps back in a row.

Corpse Han retracted his fist and also retreated, but he took five steps back in a row.

As soon as they fought, the two supreme arrogances all erupted with monstrous fighting intent.

The violent collision caused a violent shaking in the entire martial arts arena.

In the surrounding stands, enthusiastic cheers erupted.

Cheers, shouts, one after another.

As soon as Lin Yi and Corpse Han started fighting, the atmosphere in the entire martial arts arena was pushed to a climax.

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