At the end of the preliminary round, the Deathmatch truly revealed his bloodthirsty fangs!

For those promotion tokens, all great sword masters desperately block and kill the strong men with promotion tokens! Even some originally irrelevant people spontaneously organize to seize a strong man with promotion token. They besieged the tokens, kill the people with tokens, and then kill each other until they have no strength.

More than 100,000 great sword masters entered the death competition scene, and less than half of them were truly alive, and more than 50,000 great sword masters were sleeping in that bloody land full of killing forever.

Among the 50,000 deaths, the unorganized and irregular free sword masters accounted for almost 60% of them, and the other 350% of the death list came from intermediate civilizations under the advanced civilization, and the great sword masters who died in the 18 high-level civilizations were even less than two thousand.

Although the number of deaths of the Free Sword Masters is so high, and their individual combat experience is generally richer than that of the Imperial Sword Masters, most of them are scattered and jointly eliminated by the 18th National Congress of Advanced Civilizations. Only more than 300 people were finally promoted, more than 500 were accounted for, and more than 200 were obtained by intermediate civilizations.

The next battle will be even more cruel.

...

In the gray forest, a flash of light, and a figure suddenly appeared in a grassland.

In order to avoid the players who came out of the Deathmatch being intercepted and killed, the gods have formulated rules for free teleportation! Anyone can choose to teleport to a teleportation location within thousands of miles of the temple.

Ling Yun looked at the God's Book in his hand and exhausted all his merits in exchange for the privileges that could not be locked.

However, because the merits he has were too few, even if he was exchanged, it was only the lowest level privilege. It did not have any substantial benefits except to use more merits consumed.

"The Sword Lord Ji Liuguang... has too many things to do." Ling Yun was speechless, but more of them were shocked by the strength of this god.

You should know that even a powerful person in the ninth-level realm, the domain he released was only a hundred miles in a radius. According to this calculation, even the Sword Saint, his spiritual consciousness was only a thousand miles at best, and he was not sure how many thousands of miles away from the spiritual consciousness covering a planet. Even Ling Yun’s impression of the immortal gods, he had never heard of anyone who could control every move in such a giant planet.

Perhaps, only those strong people who truly feel the existence of Tao and who can contact the laws of heaven can slightly borrow the power of the trajectory and formulate rules and systems!

Ling Yun glanced at Lin Mu around him and soon noticed a few young men and women looking at him like monsters in the distance.

However, these people who are at the highest level of eighth level swordsman were no longer taken seriously by him. With a wave of his hand, a sword light immediately condensed in front of him, and he was about to leave.

"It's you!" A woman's scream suddenly came from the crowd.

Ling Yun glanced at her and he had some impression of this woman. After all, Lin Cheng's death was directly related to her.

Xue Yun looked at Ling Yun who suddenly appeared here in surprise, threw away her companion and ran over, and asked happily: "Ling Yun, it's really you. I heard that you went to participate in the death competition in the Grand Sword Master stage? How about it, did you successfully advance?"

Such a woman is too dangerous.

Ling Yun turned around!

"Hey, wait a moment, Lingyun, don't go back first, Ziyun Emperor is very dangerous."

Ling Yun nodded indifferently. He knew what danger meant, but he really didn't take the people of the Wanluo Empire seriously.

Seeing Ling Yun's lukewarm attitude, Xue Yun said angrily: "What are you doing? Go back and die? According to the news I have received, from the distant level 6 civilization, the Wanluo Empire, several sixth-level great sword masters have been sent to guard the imperial capital. If you go to save them, you will undoubtedly fall into the trap."

"Yeah?" Ling Yun paused slightly: "Who to save?"

"you do not know?"

"who?"

Seeing his appearance, Xue Yun opened her mouth: "I thought you were going to save your family!"

Ling Yun frowned immediately. This person from Wanluo Empire was too despicable and shameless.

But immediately afterwards, he noticed the abnormality in the news: "Wanluo Empire? Did they send several sixth-level great sword masters?"

"A sixth-level great sword master. In addition to that sixth-level great sword master, there are four fifth-level great sword masters." When talking about the strength of those people, Xue Yun's words were full of admiration and pride. As long as one of the sixth-level great sword masters comes to a mere third-level civilization, it is a major event that shines the entire empire, not to mention the other than the sixth-level strongman, there are four fifth-level great sword masters!

If a level six-level great sword master arrives, it proves that at least what can be seen in your country in order to make the level six-level great sword master look at. In this way, they will feel a sense of pride from the bottom of their hearts, as citizens of the third-level civilization.

"A sixth-level great sword master... four fifth-level great sword masters..." Ling Yun fell into thought slightly.

Just think of this matter, you will know that there is something strange about it.

The people of the Wanluo Empire have never seen their own power. If the people in power in their empire are not already confused, they will not be able to send masters to stop and kill them. Whether it is personal grudges or royal grudges, it is impossible to involve national grudges! Once all the sixth-level great sword masters of the Wanluo Empire die here, they will definitely suffer a loss if they have any conflicts with their neighboring countries.

For the sake of a person, he completely ignored the future of the empire? How is that possible?

Now that he did this, there are only two possibilities!

First, the Heisen Empire and the Jiuyou Empire did not expose their true strength to the Wanluo Empire. Even if it was exposed, they still felt water. They wanted to use their own hands to get rid of Wanluo's biggest concern!

The second explanation...is that he was secretly supported by some powerful force!

As for who is supporting it, Ling Yun can also think of some.

"Although the Ziyun Emperor Capital looks as always, it actually hides a large number of spies from the Wanluo Empire. Once you return to the Ziyun Emperor Capital, you will inevitably be besieged by these super strong men, then..."

"How do you know this news?"

Ling Yun doesn't believe that such important news is something that only Xue Yun can come into contact with.

Speaking of this issue, Xue Yun's expression was obviously abnormal: "Actually at the Brilliant Academy... I am also half a student of Miss Lin. Well, I am both a teacher and a friend." She used to be the same academy as Ling Yun. She had rejected Ling Yun's pursuit and fought against him, but now she has become half a student of Lin Xue. It's no wonder she feels a little embarrassed when she says this at this moment.

However, Ling Yun's current status is so high that she has long reached the level of looking up to him, and she is just one world with her, so she can barely calm her down.

"Lin Xue?"

"Yes, Lin Xuenai and I are friends in the boudoir. I once raised a millet beast. She spread the news through the millet beast."

Ling Yun nodded.

Originally, he didn't care much about the Wanluo Empire, but from the strangeness revealed in this matter, he noticed a trace of crisis, especially the unconfirmed guess in his heart.

"What are your plans now? Are you planning to consult His Majesty the Emperor? No... His Majesty the Emperor is afraid there is no way to do this. Perhaps, you should ask your family for help..."

Before Xue Yun could finish her words, Ling Yun had already stepped onto the stream of light and flew through the air, making her next words stuck in her throat.

Looking at the flowing light that disappeared at the end of the sky, Xue Yun frowned: "Ling Yun... why did it suddenly change, as if it had become like another person. Are you still worried about the damage to my previous sword skills..."

At this time, the other people also came over. One of them was wearing leather armor and looked about thirty years old. The man with a vicissitudes of life looked at Ling Yun leaving in a daze, and he was unable to react for a long time.

Xue Yun glanced at him and sighed softly, "Okay, Ling Yun is no longer the Lincheng you know now. It is normal for him not to recognize you. You should be at ease to do your mercenary duty and support your family. His changes have been too great over the years."

Carrie shook his head: "It's not just a big change, it's just a completely different person." After saying that, he glanced at Xue Yun again: "Since you've got your Ice Sword Skill, he's completely changed. Especially when I think of the effect of the Ice Sword Skill frozen the soul, I thought he's changed..."

"What have you changed?"

"A soul has changed!"
Chapter completed!