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Facing the team from Nanmen Aristocratic Family, no matter who it was, could not help but feel serious.

Yun Mei, Yue Yuv, Wind-raising One Sword, Mo Guquan, Zhui Tian, and Liu Tie were also no longer careless.

To them, the third round was already their real opponent. If they wanted to win, it wouldn't be as simple as the first two rounds.

"Boom …"

All of the heaven's pride experts leaped onto the Battlestage. Even if they did not hold anything back, they knew that the other party did not have any weak people.

The group of true heaven's pride level experts were all young and full of vigor. They all had the arrogance of youth within them. Without any superfluous words, a great battle was about to erupt, immediately erupting into an explosive frenzy!

"Bang bang!"

Golden spears clashed together as their origin energy collided. The rays of light were resplendent and savage, and the muffled sound was like thunder!

"Wind-raising One Sword is the strongest!"

"Young King Nanmen is invincible!"

"Zuoqiu Fengnong Wushuang!"

"Miss Yun Mei!"

The cheers of the countless youths surrounding the square and the cheers of the people raising their arms were especially loud, as if they were shaking the nine heavens!

"Fairy Yunmei, be careful!"

On the Battlestage, Wan Lin couldn't help but be excited.

Wan Lin's heart surged as he was so close to Fairy Yunmei. He was also a little worried, because Thunder Valley could not be lost, but what if he hurt Fairy Yunmei?

Boom!

Yun Mei didn't say anything as she directly struck out with her palms.

Yun Mei's white palm struck out, bringing with it an aura that could move the clouds and move the clouds. The wind surged as Yun Mei made her move, striking directly towards Wan Lin.

Wan Lin's expression changed and his hand seals congealed. The same palm prints also collided with each other. The vitality light shot out and clashed with the white slender palm.

"Roar!"

In such a collision, the two palms seemed to have formed a storm of vitality, fiercely spreading out, and even the other people on the Battlestage were affected, some of them staggering backwards.

"Deng! Deng!"

Wan Lin retreated further. He staggered back more than a dozen steps and his face became pale.

When Wan Lin looked at Yun Mei again, astonishment had already appeared on his face.

Fairy Yunmei's strength seemed to be much stronger than he'd imagined.

"Huala!"

Before Wan Lin could stabilize himself, Yun Mei appeared once again.

Yun Mei's figure seemed to be surrounded by clouds and mist as the dazzling light enveloped her. The vast aura caused the enormous Battlestage to tremble, and with a surging wave of vitality brunt wind, it slammed towards Wan Lin once again.

"Swish! Swish!"

Wan Lin's expression changed. He had no choice but to use the treasured sword in his hand. A large amount of sword light spread out.

Yun Mei's expression remained the same. Her long green dress fluttered in the wind and her black hair fluttered in the wind. Her goddess-like aura also revealed an indescribable seductive aura. Her phoenix eyes fluttered and her body emitted a powerful aura.

Yun Mei changed her hand seals. A series of palm prints brought with it a violent gust of wind. It was like the clouds flying backwards, shattering a large amount of sword lights and sending Wan Lin flying once again.

"Chi …"

In just two moves, Wan Lin had already been pushed back. His face was pale and blood could be seen at the corner of his mouth.

"Fairy Yunmei, I'll do my best!"

At this point, Wan Lin no longer held anything back.

He could not be weak in front of Fairy Yunmei, the aura of the seventh stage of the Martial Marquis Stage unreservedly swept out.

The day before yesterday, with the help of Emperor Dragon Golden Lotus Seed and his master One-browed Old Man, Wan Lin once again broke through to the first stage, reaching the seventh stage of the Martial Marquis Stage.

Boom!

Without holding back anymore, Wan Lin started to counterattack. His aura was exploding as his body soared into the air. At a low altitude, sword light flashed as it swept towards Yun Mei.

Yun Mei slightly lifted her head with a calm expression. Her bright eyes seemed to be filled with mist, making her appear increasingly charming. Her jade-like hands were so beautiful that they seemed to be able to move forward instead of retreating.

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"

The sword beams clashed with the palm prints, and the sword beams were shattered into pieces with the naked eye.

Wan Lin was not weak either, like a hawk hunting its prey. However, he was stopped by Yun Mei.

The aura of the clouds fluctuated, making Yun Mei's entire body appear even more charming and magnificent. Her entire body seemed to be flowing in the clouds, sprinkling light and rain. Streams of flowing clouds immobilized the treasured sword in Wan Lin's hand.

Yun Mei was too strong, and when facing Wan Lin who had a cultivation base at the seventh level, she easily crushed him.

Wan Lin had hit several times on his body. He spat out a mouthful of blood and directly smashed onto the Battlestage.

One-browed Old Man, who was on the stage, saw that scene. Naturally, his disciple paid attention to it and immediately frowned.

"Rumble …"

"Bang bang …"

In terms of Battlestage, Qi Ling, Qi Xiaolou, and the others from the Thunder Valley were also fighting against the other four heaven's pride experts from the Flowing Cloud Sect.

Boom!

Just as Wan Lin got up, Yun Mei attacked again.

Under the cover of the clouds, Yun Mei was like a fairy riding on a cloud, appearing even more otherworldly in her body. She was like a real fairy, her jade-like palms constantly changing as she transcended the mortal world.

Wan Lin was using his full strength and his sword light was connected. He kept clashing with Yun Mei.

A cultivation with the seventh level of Martial Marquis Stage, Wan Lin was indeed not bad among the younger generation.

But now, without even using her blade, Yun Mei had already crushed Wan Lin and chased after her Battlestage.

Wan Lin continued to be injured. Although none of his attacks were fatal or even fatal, he had vomited blood several times. However, his body didn't seem to be injured at all.

Yun Mei's figure was graceful and her figure peerless. At this moment, she was holy and alluring, and all kinds of attacks were directed at Wan Lin, ravaging him.

On the high platform, One-browed Old Man was speechless. His disciple was too embarrassing.0

In contrast, Heartless Fairy and Xu Mengdieh had smiles on their faces.

"Yun Mei's cultivation is extraordinary!"

On the high platform, there were experts that couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Even until now, Yun Mei from the Flowing Cloud Sect had not used her true full strength and purposely restrained her aura. This cultivation made it difficult for many experts to pry it out …

"Puff …"

On the Battlestage, Wan Lin spat out another mouthful of blood.

Wan Lin was crushed from beginning to end. It looked more like he was being chased and beaten up.

In the end, Wan Lin used his trump card and his aura rose to its peak. His sword light was like a tide, oppressing Wan Lin to the point that he had no choice but to use his full power.

Boom!

Yun Mei made her move. Her beautiful figure soared into the sky for a short moment as her jade-like hands changed shape. They were like palm prints that covered the sky, bringing along a rolling sea of clouds. They were moving yet dangerous, violent and graceful as they continuously collided with the sword lights.

"Puff …"

Wan Lin was sent flying again. The treasured sword in his hand also clanged and flew away as he vomited large mouthfuls of blood.

However, Yun Mei didn't show much mercy and continued chasing after the cultivation technique.

However, it was too difficult for Wan Lin. He complained endlessly that he was crushed from beginning to end. He looked like he was being chased and beaten up. Who knew how many palm prints he had on his body, and every time he got up, he would be smashed to the ground.

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