95: C95 You Look down on Me?

C95 You Look down on Me?

On the Demon Slaying Platform, the seventy-two sword lights were as fast as lightning.

Each sword light contained the power of thunder that caused one's heart to palpitate.

"Slash!"

Lin Qingyun woke up from his daze. He tightly gripped the Longsword in his hand and attacked crazily.

Sword shadows flew towards the seventy-two lightning sword lights.

His body was completely engulfed by the seventy-two lightning sword lights.

It was as if there were only sword lights left on the Demon Slaying Platform. The sword light that contained the violent Thunder Force was enough to make one's soul tremble.

Hundreds and thousands of Outer Sect disciples were dumbfounded when they saw the scene on the stage. They were unable to say a word for a long time.

"Ye Lan knows how to use Lin Qingyun's technique?"

After a long time, some of the Outer Sect disciples woke up with a surprised expression on their faces.

"Furthermore, the Thirty-six stars and Seventy-two thunder forces he uses seems to be even stronger than Lin Qingyun's!"

Someone exclaimed.

"I thought that he only had outstanding talent in martial arts. I never thought that in terms of comprehending the realm of the the Force of the Heavens and the Earth, he also has a comprehension ability that far exceeds ordinary people."

Many disciples of the Outer Sect looked at Ye Lan who was sitting on the Demon Slaying Platform. Ye Lan slowly raised the Longsword in his hand and placed it in front of his chest. What was he trying to do?

A moment later, many people finally saw the sword in Ye Lan's hand. Although the Longsword did not move, it was actually moving quickly.

A vague strength was quietly agglomerating.

There was no wind on the Demon Slaying Platform, but everyone could hear a wild wind whistling. There was no thunder, but everyone could hear the rumbling of thunder.

It was a very strange feeling. They all wondered if this was an illusion.

Similarly, on the Demon Slaying Platform, Lin Qingyun had used all his strength to break the Seventy-two thunder forces that Ye Lan had used.

Lin Qingyun stared intently at Ye Lan, who was standing with the sword in his hand. He looked at the sword in Ye Lan's hand. The Longsword was moving at an extremely fast speed.

At first glance, it seemed like the Longsword did not tremble at all.

However, Lin Qingyun had a sharp reaction. He could feel that the sword, which seemed to have not moved, was moving intensely. Every time it moved, there was a mysterious feeling.

Lin Qingyun could feel that the two forces were merging into one at a rapid speed.

One was wind!

The other was the thunder!

"Sword Dao - Eighty-one Roars!"

Ye Lan stopped trembling, and the Longsword suddenly stopped. A loud and clear sword cry resounded through the world.

On the Demon Slaying Platform, the whistling of the wind and rumbling of thunder resonated with each other.

A terrifying force erupted from the Longsword in Ye Lan's hand.

It was a force condensed from the Wind Force and the Thunder Force!

The power within the Longsword erupted crazily. The roars of ferocious beasts continuously sounded out from the Demon Slaying Platform!

There was a total of 81 roars.

Every roar contained the power of wind and thunder. The energy merged with the sword light, causing it to explode instantly, turning into thousands of sword lights.

Thousands of sword lights fused with the power of wind and thunder!

The Demon Slaying Platform trembled violently. Hundreds of cracks that were several meters long appeared on the hard ground. Those cracks criss-crossed each other, shocking everyone.

Lin Qingyun easily blocked the first roar. Then, the second roar, the third roar, the fourth roar, all the way until the 60th roar.

Lin Qingyun could easily block it with his strength that was higher than Ye Lan's. He used his understanding of Wind Force and Thunder Force to neutralize the sword light that contained the power of wind and lightning!

However, after the sixtieth roar, the force of wind and lightning contained within each roar became stronger and stronger, and the sword light became sharper and sharper.

When Lin Qingyun blocked the 67th sword light, he was already struggling. When he blocked the 75th sword light, his clothes were already damaged, and his skin was also injured.

Finally, it was the seventy-ninth roar.

Lin Qingyun finally had no choice but to release his Thunder Sword and battle soul!

His battle soul had the sharpness of a sword, and the power of lightning.

This sort of thing... This battle soul was a type of mutated battle soul.

Lin Qingyun's entire body was accompanied by an intense Power of Thunder.

The aura of the Thunder Sword unleashed by his Thunder Sword was firmly protecting him, giving him the greatest strength. He waved the Longsword in his hand, blocking the seventy-ninth roar.

The Longsword in Lin Qingyun's hand waved repeatedly, dazzling everyone.

The surrounding disciples of Outer Sect could only see the sword in Lin Qingyun's hand. His sword was as fast as lightning, and his movements were unbelievably fast.

The sword light contained in the seventy-ninth roar could not approach Lin Qingyun at all.

Although those sword lights could not harm Lin Qingyun, they were constantly consuming Lin Qingyun's True Qi and Soul Force, forcing him to sweat profusely. He kept retreating.

The seventy-ninth roar stopped, and the eightieth roar exploded.

Sword Dao - Eighty-one Roars. The Wind Force and Thunder Force contained within each roar would become stronger.

Lin Qingyun was barely able to withstand the seventy-ninth roar. However, even if he used all of his techniques and with the help of the Thunder Sword and battle soul, he was only able to resolve the eightieth roar.

More than half of the True Qi in his body had been consumed. He looked very tired.

The pale-faced Lin Qingyun held the Longsword in his hand and looked at Ye Lan, gasping for breath.

"There's still one last roar left!"

Lin Qingyun gritted his teeth. With his strong will, he straightened his body and did not let himself fall down.

The Longsword in his hand pointed at Ye Lan, ready to block the last roar.

"Do you still want to continue this battle?"

Ye Lan saw that Lin Qingyun was obviously at the end of his rope, but he still wanted to show off. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

The Longsword in his hand was still in front of his chest, but the last roar did not appear for a long time.

Because he knew clearly that if the last roar was released, Lin Qingyun would undoubtedly die!1

"Of course!"

Lin Qingyun struggled.

He felt that he was too tired. He was so tired that he almost lost the strength to stand up. He even felt so uncomfortable when he spoke. It was as if there was a stone stuck in his throat, and there was a huge stone pressed on his chest.

"Forget it! In this battle, I admit defeat."

Ye Lan waved his hand and gave up on his final attack.

He knew that Lin Qingyun was a man of his word.

Once they engaged in a life-and-death battle, either you die, or he dies!

Even if he knew that he was no match for his opponent, he would not hesitate to die.

All in all, Lin Qingyun was an extremely cold and persistent person.

Ye Lan didn't want Lin Qingyun to die, but if he wanted this battle to end, he had to admit defeat.

"You look down on me?"

Lin Qingyun furrowed his brows and said coldly.

He knew that Ye Lan admitted defeat because he didn't want to kill him.

Lin Qingyun knew that even if he used all of his techniques, if Ye Lan launched his final attack, he wouldn't be able to escape death.

However, Ye Lan didn't continue to fight him. Instead, he chose to admit defeat!

This made Lin Qingyun think that Ye Lan must be looking down on him, thinking that he wasn't qualified to die in his hands.

Therefore, Lin Qingyun felt somewhat unhappy in his heart.

He would rather die than accept other people's pity and charity.

"I am not looking down on you. In my heart, you are very strong. Not only in terms of martial arts and comprehension, but also in terms of mental state.

No matter how strong your opponent is, you have never been afraid. "

Ye Lan looked at Lin Qingyun, who was standing opposite of him. Ye Lan said with a calm expression, and a smile appeared on his face.

He vaguely remembered the heroic deeds that Lin Qingyun had done in his previous life.

Lin Qingyun had been given the title of Sword Saint, and he had received the respect of thousands of people!

He was an existence that was even stronger than a god, so how could Ye Lan look down on him?

He was someone who was cold on the outside, but hot on the inside. How could Ye Lan look down on him?

He was someone who had helped him withstand the heavenly tribulation before, so how could Ye Lan look down on him?

These words moved everyone.

Lin Qingyun was stunned. He stared at Ye Lan in a daze. He had a vague feeling that the young man in front of him was very familiar and reliable.

But as for why he suddenly had such a feeling, even Lin Qingyun himself felt baffled.

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