"Fairy Yulu, your first master Tianlei is seriously consumed, I'm afraid that no matter how much you support the next competition, I don't know if you still have disciples in your Xuanming Sect to fight? You don't think that any of the disciples has the strength to fight with our first disciple! If not, this competition will end here." ”

Xian Qingfeng, who was overflowing with pride, took a sip of turquoise tea, looked at the rain and dew fairy with a gloomy face and a frown tightly wrinkled, and slowly proposed.

"This ......"

Hearing Fairy Qingfeng's proposal, Yulu Fairy

's face became even more ugly, and giving up the game like this would inevitably affect the prestige of the Cloud Pavilion, and it would make him a laughing stock for the major forces to talk about in the future. After all, the Cloud Mist Pavilion is the largest sect in the Xuanyuan Wanli Mountain Range, and there are more than 10,000 disciples under the sect, and he actually lost to a goddess palace that is less than one percent of himself, how can his face exist!

But let Tianlei hold on, the ending is the same, with Tianlei's current state, it is definitely not the opponent of He Xiaoxiao, the eldest disciple of the Goddess Palace, and Xuanyuan Ziyun, the eldest disciple of Xuanyuan Sect.

And once he overdraws his body and is severely injured in the competition, it is likely to affect the next Xuanyuan Immortal Realm martial arts.

Thinking of this, the rain and dew fairy sighed helplessly in her heart and decided to terminate the competition early.

But at this moment, a deep voice broke the somewhat oppressive atmosphere and spread over the competition square.

"Sect Master, why don't you let me try!"

As he spoke, a man wearing a white practice uniform, with a tall figure and a confident atmosphere, walked out of the crowd, jumped over, and landed on the competition field very elegantly.

And this white-clothed disciple is none other than the night storm that controls the ghost qi to transform into the wind and is lonely.

If he can show his might in this birthday banquet competition, turn the tide, and revive the prestige of Cloud Mist Pavilion, he is bound to become famous in a fight, and it is logical to win the qualification to represent Cloud Mist Pavilion in the Xuanyuan Immortal Realm.

"Feng Lonely, don't mess around, don't give me a quick retreat. This is not the place for you to go wild. ”

An elder of the outer gate of the Cloud Mist Pavilion, seeing that he was ugly, had an obscene face, and did not know whether to fight alive or dead, his face instantly became gloomy, and he shouted and reprimanded.

If Feng Lonely was defeated by the disciples of the two major forces with one move, the Cloud Mist Pavilion would inevitably become the laughing stock of the major forces, which was an outcome they would never want to see.

At this time, many Cloud Mist Pavilion elders were eager to slap him out of the air, so as not to be embarrassed for a while. Originally, he was so ugly, so he embarrassed the Cloud Pavilion, and he had to stand up for the Cloud Pavilion, didn't he know how many catties and taels he had?

"Haha, this junior's courage is commendable, this courage alone is far superior to others. I think it should be the pride of your Cloud Pavilion. ”

The Goddess Palace, Xuanyuan Gate, and Cloud Mist Pavilion seem to have a harmonious relationship, but in fact, they are also secretly competing behind their backs, and the Goddess Palace Master did not waste such an opportunity to attack Cloud Mist Pavilion, and laughed.

"He Xiaoxiao, you go up and try it with this junior brother. Remember to be merciful to your subordinates, and don't hurt this talent from the Cloud Pavilion. ”

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Although He Xiaoxiao was extremely reluctant, he still stood up, summoned wings that emitted a faint red light, and slowly flew to the big arena.

Although the wind is lonely in the night storm, no matter how it looks or breathes, it is the wind is lonely, but from the outside, only the cultivation of the Black Wing Martial Artist is cultivated, and He Xiaoxiao is indeed close to the strength of the legendary-level cultivation, seeing such a huge difference in strength, many people can see that the Goddess Palace is deliberately humiliating the Cloud Mist Pavilion and making them lose face.

"Second Elder, who is that white-clothed disciple? ”

The rain and dew fairy, whose face was gloomy and almost dripping water, sent a message to the great elder beside him and asked. Such an ugly disciple, coming to the stage is a shame for the Cloud Pavilion, and if he is defeated again, he will be embarrassed to be thrown to his grandmother's house.

"That disciple seems to be called Feng Lonely, although he looks ugly, but he was the first place in the outer door competition not long ago, and he just entered the inner door not long ago. The second elder, whose face was also not good-looking, said.

"I don't want to see him again after this feast. ”

In the face of such a disciple who had no eyesight, a killing intent flashed in Fairy Yulu's eyes, and he said coldly.

"Yes...... Yes, Cabinet Master. ”

The Second Elder of the Cloud Mist Pavilion nodded, already thinking about finding a reason to kill Ye Fengyun tomorrow.

"Shoot, if you can hurt any part of my body, you win. ”

He Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a blue-green practice uniform, with long black hair casually draped over his shoulders, and a fierce breath, straightened his proud breasts, carried his hands behind his back, and looked at Ye Fengyun coldly and arrogantly, deliberately ridiculing him.

"For the sake of you being a woman, I only beat you one move, as long as you can resist my move, even if you win. ”

Ye Fengyun showed a faint smile, stretched out a finger to point at her, and said arrogantly.

"Wow!"

As soon as the words of the night storm fell, the entire arena was in an uproar, and even the rain and dew fairy, who was drinking water, was almost choked to death.

A pair of shocked, sluggish, and playful eyes were projected at him, and many people thought they had heard it wrong.

"Could it be that he is the master of the mystery that night?"

Hearing the domineering voice of the night wind and clouds, and looking at the confident smile on his face, the rain dew fairy raised her eyebrows, put down the tea, and the mysterious master who had appeared in the Cloud Mist Pavilion inexplicably appeared in her mind.

"Hahaha, boy, I found you to be so innocent and cute. Not only are you ugly, but you also like to talk big, and you are not afraid of flashing your tongue. He Xiaoxiao laughed, as if she heard the most ridiculous smile in the world, and said, "Okay, I'll just stand here and see how you beat me with one move." ”

"To defeat you, I don't need to use spiritual power, because you don't deserve it. ”

The corners of Ye Fengyun's mouth turned up slightly, the muscles and bones of his whole body vibrate, and a powerful force erupted in his body like a volcanic eruption, filling the air, making He Xiaoxiao feel suffocated.

"Bang!"

A muffled thunderous voice sounded at the foot of the night wind and clouds, and the person was already like a bolt of lightning, suddenly appearing less than two meters in front of He Xiaoxiao. Sensing the danger, He Xiaoxiao's face changed drastically, and before he could react quickly, a fist slammed into his chest without any fancy fancy.

Although Ye Fengyun's punch did not use any spiritual skills or attach any spiritual power, his punch was full of power that was enough to destroy heaven and earth, which was completely beyond He Xiaoxiao's range.

"Not good!"

He Xiao never dreamed that an unknown and unfamiliar ugly man would be able to throw such a powerful punch, decisively mobilize the spiritual power in his body to pour into his arms, and fold his palms on his chest, regretting his punch.

Fists and palms struck, and the power of endless bloodlines exploded, and the powerful force was like a roaring tide, shattering He Xiaoxiao's attack, and through his arms, it poured into his body.

"Click!"

He Xiaoxiao couldn't withstand Ye Fengyun's punch attack, his arms were directly broken, and his body was hit hard, spurting out a mouthful of blood, falling out of the big arena, and losing the competition.

Witnessing the scene in front of him, the big arena, which had just been noisy, became silent, and the eyes of the disciples of the major forces became dull and frightened.

They couldn't imagine that Ye Fengyun, who only had the Black Wing Realm on the surface, actually defeated He Xiaoxiao of the God King Realm with one punch.

Not to mention that they had never heard of such a shocking scene, they had never heard of it, and it could be said that the scene just now was beyond the scope of their understanding, and made them feel like they were in a dream.

"Win!"

The Second Elder, who had already pronounced the death penalty for Ye Fengyun in his heart, widened his eyes and looked at him like a monster, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

"Maybe this wind loneliness really has something to do with that mysterious legendary peak powerhouse. ”

Seeing the amazing strength of the night storm, the rain and dew fairy's eyes revealed a sharp edge, revealing a complex color.

Although the appearance of the night storm had saved the Cloud Mist Pavilion from its embarrassing situation, the Rain Dew Fairy did not know the true purpose and plot of the legendary peak powerhouse, and her heart was full of worries.

"Second Elder, I want all the information and materials of that wind loneliness. The thoughtful Rain Dew Fairy said, "Also, don't let anyone know about this matter. ”

"Yes, leave it to me. ”

The elder nodded, and immediately summoned a few of his cronies from the outside to ask them to collect them in secret.

"Who else!"

Ye Fengyun carried his hands behind his back, standing in the middle of the arena like a god, and said arrogantly and domineeringly, only to make the face of the goddess palace master Immortal Qingfeng turn blue and his body tremble. This is the ugly ghost that came out of nowhere.

"Interesting guy, just let me meet you. ”

Xuanyuan Ziyun, a great disciple of Xuanyuan Sect and one of the three heroes of Lucky Wonderland, slowly stood up and jumped into the martial arts arena.

Without words, the momentum emanating from Xuanyuan Ziyun's body turned into a spear, and the hole was covered with air, pointing directly at the night wind cloud reading house

Feeling the impact of the momentum emanating from Xuanyuan Purple Cloud, Ye Fengyun was not affected in the slightest, and the soul blades in his body burst out with his strength, and the three soul blades shattered the momentum emitted by Xuanyuan Purple Cloud.

"Huh!" Xuanyuan Ziyun frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "You have concealed your strength, you can condense the soul blade, and it is still three paths, your cultivation will not be lower than the peak cultivation of the legend." ”

"You're smart! But smart people don't end well. ”

Defeating the God King Xiu is already shocking, and if Ye Fengyun defeats Xuanyuan Ziyun in the Legendary Realm again, it is likely to cause unnecessary trouble and arouse suspicion from many parties.

After pondering, Ye Fengyun's own realm climbed steadily, and soon reached the legendary level, and a dazzling golden light emanated from his body.

"It turns out that you really hide your strength. ”

Feeling the strength of the night storm skyrocketing in an instant, Xuanyuan Ziyun showed a sneer, and his heart was much more balanced.

"How is it possible, that wind loneliness is so deeply hidden. ”

The cloudy eyes of the second elder of the Cloud Mist Pavilion burst out with an incredible color, he couldn't imagine that with his legendary cultivation realm strength, he didn't accurately sense the true realm of wind loneliness.

"It seems that this wind loneliness really has something to do with that emperor powerhouse!"

"But with the strength and background of that emperor powerhouse, he can obviously teach him well, why did he leave him in my Cloud Mist Pavilion and be willing to be an outer disciple, what is he trying to do. The rain and dew fairy pondered bitterly in her mind.

"Today I will let you know how big the gap is between us. ”

Xuanyuan Ziyun was not affected in any way, the void light flashed under his feet, his whole body blurred, and an afterimage was drawn in the big arena, and he appeared in front of Ye Fengyun in an instant, and the heavenly weapon long sword in his hand shook, stabbing out the six six thirty-six swords, attacking the major acupuncture points of Ye Fengyun's body.

Xuanyuan Ziyun's attack in an instant was as fast as lightning, making people dizzy, and many disciples with poor strength were unable to capture the trajectory of these thirty-six sword attacks.

But these thirty-six swords are full of loopholes and no threat in front of Ye Fengyun.

"Snort!"

A piercing sound of breaking the air sounded, and Ye Chenfeng quickly condensed the Demon Slaying Holy Sword, stabbing out six swords in the air in an instant. Like a meteor, it pierced through the space and stabbed into the thirty-six sword rays, hitting the weakest part of the thirty-six sword rays.

"What!"

Seeing that Ye Fengyun only relied on the Demon Slaying Holy Sword to break his offensive lightly, Xuanyuan Ziyun set off a monstrous wave in his heart, no longer underestimated him, and quickly reacted, his whole body twisted.

A series of sword rays like lotus blossoms split out of his body, slashing towards the night wind and clouds layer upon layer.

Attacked by dense sword shadows, Ye Chenfeng did not retreat, but moved forward bravely, relying on his keen perception, moving around, predicting the attack trajectory of one sword shadow after another in advance, and strangely approached Xuanyuan Ziyun.

Ye Fengyun let out a loud shout and performed a set of Cloud Mist Pavilion inheritance boxing techniques, "See flowers in the fog!" This is the entry-level boxing method at the inner door of Cloud Mist Pavilion, and almost everyone can do it. No one uses it as a stunt.

And this foggy flower was obtained by Ye Fengyun in Feng Lonely, he only spent one night to practice, and it is estimated that he will become famous in one battle. ”

"Everyone is stunned about what to do, and they don't cheer for their senior brother. ”

Soon, the disciples of the Cloud Mist Pavilion, who had just been like frost beating eggplants, cheered for the night wind and clouds at the top of their voices, waving their flags and cheering.

"Sect Master Yun, is he really your disciple of Cloud Mist Pavilion?"

The Xuanyuan Sect Master no longer had the calmness of the breeze just now, his face became gloomy, and he turned his head to look at the Rain Dew Fairy who exuded a fatal temptation all over his body, and questioned.

"Wind Lonely is my inner disciple of Cloud Pavilion, if the palace master doesn't believe it, you can send someone to investigate. Fairy Yulu smiled faintly and said softly.

"I'll find out who he is. ”

Xian Qingfeng didn't expect that the development of things completely deviated from his imagination, and he had a feeling of lifting a stone and shooting himself in the foot.

"Okay, okay, I really underestimated you, it looks like I'm going to get serious. ”

Xuanyuan Ziyun wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and quickly got up on the ground, burning the blood of the soul beast and improving his own strength.

"Nine Swords of Disillusionment!"

The strength was raised to the limit, Xuanyuan Ziyun was no longer clumsy, and performed the strongest move he had mastered, a virtual and real, phantom-like sword shot out and slashed towards the night wind cloud.

"Interesting, this sword is actually full of sword qi and sword intent!"

Ye Fengyun's powerful soul perception easily discerned the void and reality of the Nine Swords of Disillusionment, ignoring the influence of the Dao pattern of illusion, his body flashed slightly, and he dodged this sword.

"Hmmm......"

Xuanyuan Ziyun didn't expect that the Nine Swords of Disillusionment did not confuse the soul of Ye Fengyun, making him react slowly, his face changed slightly, and he continued to cast the Nine Swords of Disillusionment, splitting out illusory swords full of sword intent and sword qi, enveloping Ye Fengyun.

In order to defeat the night wind cloud, Xuanyuan Ziyun continued to increase the power of the Nine Swords of Disillusionment, forcibly condensing the illusory swords.

The criss-crossing sword rays directly enveloped the void, splitting the air, and the sword intent revealed was suffocating, and even made the disciples of Cloud Mist Pavilion sweat for the night storm.

However, Ye Fengyun, who was in the center of the attack, was calm and calm, if he didn't want to expose his strength, Xuanyuan Ziyun would have been defeated long ago.

But even if he deliberately concealed his strength, the Nine Swords of Disillusionment cast by Xuanyuan Ziyun could not hurt Ye Fengyun in the slightest.

The night wind and clouds are like a wisp of fresh wind, moving and dodging, waiting for an opportunity to fight back.

All the attacks he launched were avoided by Ye Fengyun, and He Xiaoxiao, who consumed a lot of money, Xuanyuan Ziyun burned the power of qi and blood at any cost, and forcibly used the strongest move he mastered, instantly slashing out eight illusory sword rays, crisscrossing the space above Ye Fengyun's head, carrying an astonishing destructive power and splitting down.

The staggered sword shadows of the eight illusory swords slashed down, and the inevitable night wind and clouds raised the physical strength to the extreme, blasting out five fists in a row, bombarding the intertwined points of the eight illusory swords.

"Boom, boom!"

Five dense blasting sounds sounded, and the power of the fist of Ye Fengyun exploded violently, shattering the intertwined points of the eight illusory sword rays, cracking a huge gap.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fengyun seized this fleeting opportunity and swept into the air, leaping out of the attack range of the Eight Swords of Disillusionment, approaching the severely consumed Xuanyuan Ziyun.

Seeing that Ye Fengyun had actually broken the Eight Swords of Disillusionment, Xuanyuan Ziyun, who was weak, changed his face greatly, and quickly condensed his soul wings and flew towards the void.

But the moment he dodged into the void, his ankle was grabbed by Night Wind Cloud, and his body was controlled.

Immediately after, Night Wind Cloud erupted with amazing power, exceeding his physical endurance, pulling his ankles and smashing him directly to the ground.

"Boom!"

A deafening crash sounded.

The powerful impact force directly smashed the hard martial arts platform, and a large amount of blood flowed out of Shangguan Haoqin's head.

"Next!"

Ye Fengyun kicked Xuanyuan Ziyun, who was not lightly injured and bloody, and flew out of the martial arts platform, looked around at a pair of dull eyes, and said arrogantly and domineeringly.

Ye Fengyun only relied on the Demon Slaying Holy Sword in his hand, and he did not urge the violent and powerful martial arts such as Ghost Wave Qigong and Heaven Destroying and Earth Destruction, but the final result was almost a devastating attitude, in an extreme time, successively defeating the two masters of the Goddess Palace and Xuanyuan Gate.

"Don't be complacent, look at me!"

A figure in the crowd attacked towards the night wind and clouds, and the person who came was Qian Fei, the second most powerful disciple of the Goddess Palace.

"Whew!"

didn't wait for anyone to settle down, in those countless shocked eyes, Ye Fengyun's eyes were cold, and the strength of the golden gun in his hand was undiminished, and he attacked the exposed Qian Fei fiercely, and the strong wind danced, murderous.

"Shroud!"

That Qianfei also felt the strong smell of death at this time, and he regretted jumping on the big platform a little, he knew that if he let the attack of Ye Fengyun fall on his body, he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die today, and at that moment his eyes were also ruthless, his body was shocked, and the yuan power in his body surged out almost without reservation, and then outside his body, an extremely thick light shield was formed.

Above the mask, the waves shimmered, and there was a reassuring sense of solidity.