Chapter 1622 Yun'er Can't Do It!

Chapter 1622 Yun'er can't do it!

When the fifth scene ended, Tan Yun, who was sitting on the ground, was no longer pale, and his strength had returned to its peak!

When others looked at the blood stains on Tan Yun's chest armor and thought that Tan Yun hadn't recovered, they didn't know that the wound inside Tan Yun's armor was intact!

The Supreme God King said loudly: "Now this God King announces that Xuanyuanrou, the subordinate of God King Mu Feng, will enter the top eight."

"Jing Yun, a subordinate of the Divine King Bai Cheng."

"Yuwen Shu, the eldest son of King Yuwen God."

"Mu Zihua, the only son of God King Mulong."

"Balshaxuan, the eldest son of the Titan God King."

"Ximen Fengxi, the only son of God King Ximen."

"Lu Dian, son of God King Lu Song."

"And An Min, the second son of God King An Yun."

"Of course, among these people, almost all of them advanced to the top eight relying on their real strength. It's not like some people are just lucky."

"This god king firmly believes that heaven rewards hard work, and some people must be superior to others, and they can finally win the championship by virtue of their strength."

"And for some people, good luck will end because of low strength."

Hearing the words of the Supreme God King, Tan Yun scoffed!

"Okay." The Supreme God King said solemnly: "Next, the top eight will choose their opponents at will, and compete for the top four!"

"Buzz—"

After the Supreme God King glared at Tan Yun, he waved his right arm, and eight light curtains transformed from the sky above Tan Yun and the eight people.

At this time, Bai Xuanqi behind the Supreme God King glared at Tan Yun, and sent a voice transmission to Bai Xuanyi beside her: "Sister, if it weren't for this damn Jing Yun, you wouldn't have surrendered to Xuanyuan Rou."

"In my sister's heart, you are the one who wins the championship."

"Also, Jing Yun really had shit luck and entered the quarterfinals. I'm so pissed off."

Hearing this, Bai Xuanyi said via voice transmission: "Sister, don't be angry, it doesn't matter if my sister wins or not."

"As for this Jing Yun, just watch, his luck is coming to an end, he can't beat any of the people here."

"He will definitely die, of course, unless he is lucky enough to meet his fiancée Xuanyuanrou in the duel, and then admit defeat and retreat. If he meets other people, he will definitely die!"

When the two sisters transmitted their voices, Tan Yun and the eight had randomly selected their opponents.

Tan Yun vs. Balshaxuan, the eldest son of the Titan God King!

Xuanyuan Rou faces off against Ximen Fengxi, the only son of the God King Ximen!

Mu Zihua vs. Lu Dian, son of Lu Song God King!

Yu Wenshu battles An Min, the son of King An Yun!

In the eyes of most people, apart from Tan Yun and Balshaxuan, the other three pairs are all strong duels!

As for Tan Yun! Hehe, facing Balshaxuan is sure to lose!

Because the Titan giant gods have a unique Titan evil spirit!

This evil spirit is extremely powerful!

Coupled with the huge size of the Titan and its natural power, everyone, including the King Bai Cheng and the King Mu Feng, felt that Tan Yun was in danger this time!

At this moment, Balshaxuan's mind sounded the voice of the Titan God King, "Shaxuan kills Jing Yun, and at that time, Supreme God King, Zhan Peng, Jiang Long God King, Ma Boshang, and Gongsun Zhuanglie will all owe you money." Our favor."

"Father, don't worry, the child will crush him to death!" After the sound transmission, Balshaxuan, who was three feet tall, jumped onto the No. 1 altar.

At this time, other people also rushed to their altars.

When Tan Yun was about to take the stage, God King Bai Cheng said via voice transmission with a serious expression: "Yun'er, the relationship between the Supreme God King and the Titan God King is very good, this old thing is very likely, let Balshaxuan kill you, you want to kill him?" Be extra careful."

"Yun'er, I have no regrets that you can enter the quarterfinals. I only hope that you can live well. If you can fight, you will fight. If you can't, you will admit defeat."

Hearing this, Tan Yun said via voice transmission: "This subordinate understands."

At this time, Mu Feng's voice sounded again in Tan Yun's mind, "Yun'er, remember that survival is the most important thing at any time. In my heart, old man, you are already the winner."

"Master Tianzun must also understand that if you are a ninth-level god in the same realm as them, you can definitely defeat them with ease!"

After listening, Tan Yun said via voice transmission: "You don't have to worry about it, the younger generation knows how to do it."

When Tan Yun and King Mufeng communicated via voice transmission, Celestial Lord Lingxia looked sideways at Celestial Primal Chaos, "Husband, do you think Jing Yun can defeat Balshaxuan?"

Chaos Tianzun shook his head, "No, what do you think?"

"I think the same as my husband." When Lingxia Tianzun responded, Li Shimin, Li Shiyin, and everyone present thought that Tan Yun would definitely lose.

There was only one exception, and that was Xuanyuan Rou on the altar No. 3!

"Jing Yun, if you don't want to be a turtle, come up and fight!" On the altar No. 1, Balshaxuan looked down at Tan Yun, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't retreat without fighting like a coward!"

"Coward? Hahahaha." Tan Yun smiled, it was a smile that contained endless chill, "I, the Bai family army, will never retreat without a fight!"

"Clatter!"

As soon as the words fell, Tan Yun took off the broken armor from his body and threw it on the ground.

In the next moment, Tan Yun transformed into a purple robe, turned into a purple afterimage, swept up the No. 1 altar, and stood far away from Balshaxuan.

"Huh?" Li Shiyin looked at Tan Yun, who was tall and straight, facing the wind, her crescent eyebrows frowned, and there was a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

She suddenly discovered that Tan Yun was much more handsome in the purple robe than when he was wearing the armor.

"Husband, look at our daughter, she seems to be tempted by this Jing Yun." Lingxia Tianzun smiled and said via voice transmission.

Chaos Tianzun nodded, and said via voice transmission: "Yes! But I can also understand that there are very few girls in the world who are not attracted to such an outstanding person like Jing Yun."

"Even if Jing Yun does not win the championship this time, it is enough to prove that he will become the first person under the semi-sages of the Primordial God Realm in the near future."

"In other words, I think that if the young man Jing Yun is a ninth-rank god, apart from a woman named Xuanyuan Rou, he will not be a match for him, even the children of other nobles and the ninth-rank god soldiers of the great god kings."

For the husband's words, Lingxia Tianzun quite agreed, smiled, and said via voice transmission: "Husband, let's see if Jing Yun will surprise us again?"

At this time, the voice of the Supreme God King Lang Lang resounded through the Yishenyuan, "Now this God King announces that the sixth game of the Eight Jins and Four Finals will officially begin!"

As soon as the words fell, on the No. 1 altar, Balshaxuan's neck was bruised, and he roared: "Jing Yun, I, Balshaxuan, will not give you a chance to escape from the altar!"

"Boom!"

When the tabletop was rippling like water, Balshaxuan rushed towards Tan Yun instantly like a bear and lion, swung his huge fist like a pot lid, and threw it at Tan Yun from top to bottom!

"Escape? You think too much of you! To deal with you stupid big man, do I need to escape?" When the sound of sneering sounded, Tan Yun clenched his right fist, and punched with all his strength in an uppercut, blasting at the smashing The next giant fist!

At this scene, King Bai Cheng and King Mu Feng were startled, they stood up suddenly, and said in unison, burning with anxiety, "Yun'er can't do it!"

"You can't compete with him!"