Zhang Yue of Qingyun Sect, one of the three core players.

Its strength is undoubted, in the entire Qingyun Sect, it is perennially in the top three.

Even if there is a rising star beard Feng, it is difficult to hide his edge, especially the crazy thunder swordsmanship with one hand.

In the entire Tianshui country, it is quite famous.

But now, the Qingyun Sect is about to face the wheel war of the three major sects.

It is up to him to take the lead, and the task given to him must withstand at least two challenges.

Give the young sect master and Hu Zifeng in the back to reduce the pressure as much as possible.

Otherwise, the Qingyun Sect would not be able to resist no matter what.

Today's Qingyun Sect is like a boat on the top of the waves, which may capsize at any time.

The Qingyun Sect, which had lost fifteen cities before, could no longer afford to lose.

If you can't keep this spiritual mine, a sect will be finished!

Sou!

Just when everyone thought that the three major sects might hesitate for a long time before someone appeared on the stage.

An ethereal figure swept through the crowd like a raging wind, and then volleyed three times into the void.

The body is like green smoke, like a cloud.

Lin Yun only looked at this body method, and knew that it was Liu Yunfei of the Purple Flame Sect who came on the field.

Two months ago, he had already seen the other party's body method, Yanyun Jue!

Three steps to the void, and now it is even more perfect.

"Three steps of dotted dots, it used to seem elegant, but there are many flaws. ”

Lin Yun observed it and said secretly in his heart.

In his opinion, there were still a few flaws in the smoke and clouds, but in the eyes of the warriors watching the battle from all directions, it was shocking.

"Yanyun Jue, I finally saw Yanyunjue again!"

"Liu Yunfei was the first to appear, what is he going to do?"

"Is it possible, do you want to learn from Su Ziyao back then, and overturn the entire Qingyun Sect by yourself?"

"It's kind of interesting!"

Liu Yunfei's name has long been like thunder.

The exclamations around the martial arts arena were endless, and everyone didn't expect him to appear so early.

Swish!

After falling, Liu Yunfei took out a folding fan and easily unscrewed it.

"Why, I was surprised to see me. ”

Liu Yunfei gently swayed the folding fan, saw Zhang Yue's face change, and said with a slight smile: "Or are you afraid?"

Without waiting for Zhang Yue to answer, he pretended to sigh and said, "That's right, after all, you young sect masters have all been defeated in my hands, how can you be my opponent." ”

"Liu Yunfei, don't deceive people too much, even if you are not an opponent today, it will not be so easy for you to win against me!"

Seeing that the other party despised himself like this, Zhang Yue was furious.

"Okay, then let me see how crazy your Crazy Thunder Sword Technique is. ”

Liu Yunfei said casually, making a gesture of please.

On a high platform.

Sect Master Liu Yu of the Purple Flame Sect held it in his chest, laughed non-stop, looked at Bai Bai Ming and said, "Brother Bai, you said that this Zhang Yue was defeated, it would be between a few moves. ”

Bai Tianming said in a deep voice: "I haven't fought yet, can the outcome be undecided?"

"Haha! I think you're stupid to lose, and this kind of self-deception can be said. ”

Liu Yu couldn't stop laughing, and even the elders of the Ziyan Sect around him laughed at the same time.

Bai Ming was aggrieved in his heart, but he couldn't find a word of rebuttal, Qingyun Sect had indeed lost badly.

looked at Zhang Yue on the competition platform, and only expected that even if he lost, he would have to hit the other party hard.

How much to fight for some face!

In the real fight, the anger on Zhang Yue's face calmed down very well.

Boom!

The long sword came out of its sheath, like thunder, and stabbed straight at Liu Yunfei.

Clang!

Liu Yunfei folded the fan in his hand together, and with a slight flick, he blocked the sword that stabbed him in the chest.

"It's so slow, I almost can't catch it. ”

Liu Yunfei easily took the sword and sneered.

Whew!

Zhang Yue calmed his face, unmoved, and turned around and slashed with a sword.

Just listening to the rumors, he stabbed out the ninety-nine-eighty-one sword in a breath.

At the moment when the sword shadows overlapped, there was a roaring sound, like thunder, revealing the essence of the Wild Thunder Sword Technique.

Liu Yunfei chuckled, his hands outstretched, and his toes tapped.

Like a catkins, it floated backwards, avoiding the fiercest attack of the opponent's sword.

Perfectly dodged the shroud of the thunderous sword, and then danced the fan with one hand.

The folding fan, like a flower in his hand, blooms and closes at one time. With the shaking of the wrist, the shadow of the flower flies sideways, and in the blink of an eye, I thought that the flowers were blooming.

Just listening to the jingling sound, Zhang Yue's thunderous overlapping sword was easily dissolved by it.

While everyone was dazzled by the movements in his hands, Lin Yun was keenly capturing Liu Yunfei's steps.

The smoke and clouds are indeed good.

In the middle of the hand, it can also be perfectly unloaded, with a folding fan in one hand, it is really elegant.

During the field, Zhang Yue almost turned into a violent thunder, and the sword momentum continued to unfold, and the roar was unconscious.

The tremor's ears rang slightly, and there was no pause.

From beginning to end, Liu Yunfei was not shrouded by his sword momentum, so that his supernatural thunder sword technique could not hurt himself at all.

"Boring!"

The smile on Liu Yunfei's face suddenly dissipated.

Fluttering like a butterfly, he suddenly stopped, and the folding fan in his hand was violently closed.

Rumble!

I saw that the momentum on his body was condensed, and the folding fans that were close together slapped heavily on the opponent's sword.

The bell, the force vibrated over, and the sword body twisted like a snake.

Zhang Yue's facial features twitched, but it was the right hand holding the sword, and the bones were shattered under the other party's blow.

"What an amazing eyesight. ”

Lin Yun was slightly shocked in his heart, outsiders only said that this Liu Yunfei broke Zhang Yue's hand bones with a random blow.

But in fact, he saw it clearly, and the other party keenly captured the flaws in Zhang Yue's sword momentum.

But Zhang Yue, who was in the middle of it, was inexplicably shocked in his heart, and was shocked by the invincible situation created by Liu Yunfei.

My Wild Thunder Sword Technique, he actually broke it with a light blow.

The mind couldn't help but fall to the bottom, and despair and unwillingness spread.

The young sect master is still counting on me to withstand at least two waves of challenges.

Now not only did he not withstand a wave, but he didn't even hurt the other party, and the failure was a complete mess.

Damn it!

Even if I fight to the death, I will hit Liu Yunfei hard!

Zhang Yue showed a hideous look on his face, his internal strength was frantically consumed, and he shouted angrily.

The sword in the right hand was exchanged for the left hand with the power of thunder.

Dressed in agitation and dancing wildly, he gave up his defense like a madman.

Decide to fight for your life!

It was terrifying, and his eyes were bloodshot like a beast.

The clothes on his body couldn't stand this majestic momentum, and they exploded.

"This ...... Is this Zhang Yue going to die together?"

The audience was in an uproar, and all the disciples who were watching the battle were frightened by this scene.

Even if it's for the sake of the sect, you don't have to fight like this.

"Senior Brother Zhang!"

Bai Yufan, whose expression has never fluctuated much, couldn't hold it back, and stood up excitedly for the first time in the four major competitions.

Liu Yunfei on the competition platform showed disdain.

He was in danger, and the folding fans that were close together drew an arc like a long sword at lightning speed.

Just grabbed the moment when Zhang Yue held the sword in his left hand and hit it hard.

I only heard a muffled sound, and the long sword, which I didn't have time to clench, was directly pulled away.

Without giving Zhang Yue time to react, Liu Yunfei's folding fan slapped Zhang Yue in the face like a slap.

Syllable!

His cheeks were instantly swollen, and a mouthful of blood spit out along with broken teeth.

Zhang Yue's desperate momentum was completely dispersed.

Knock knock!

Before it was over, a cold look flashed in Liu Yunfei's eyes, and he kicked out two feet in a row.

Zhang Yue's knees shattered in response to the sound, and he knelt on the ground like this.

Liu Yunfei stepped on the other party's face, opened the folding fan leisurely, looked at the high platform and said with a smile: "Are Qingyun Sect all a group of wastes who only know how to fight for their lives?

His cruelty, in sharp contrast to the smile on his face.

Even the spectators who should have cheered him for were shuddering, and the scene was as silent as death.

"Young Sect Master, you let me fight. ”

Lin Yun held his breath in his heart, he couldn't help it, and got up to fight.

"Young Sect Master, you let me fight. ”

The remaining three alternate players of the Qingyun Sect also stood up, their faces indignant.

Bai Yufan glanced at it and said with a smile: "Thank you, but sometimes the gap between strengths is not something that courage can make up." Hu Zifeng, join me in the battle. ”

Sou!

After that, he flew to the competition platform with Hu Zifeng.

If it was another sect, even if they knew the alternate players, it would not be of much use in this crucial battle.

will also choose to let these people play as cannon fodder, not in vain.

But Bai Yufan had a good heart, and he really didn't want these people to go up and be humiliated, so he rejected them.

Lin Yun's right fist was clenched, and his face was unwilling.

He really wanted to tell Bai Yufan that Liu Yunfei was not as strong as he appeared, and the Qingyun Sect had not yet reached the time of despair!