Yang Qian's whole person was also stunned instantly.

A pair of jade hands lightly covered the red lips, and the beautiful eyes were full of tremors.

"Actually... Actually won?"

At this moment, Yang Qian was like a dream, almost feeling a little unrealistic.

That's Shi Hao and the cold autumn wind.

The two of them, which one is not amazing.

Shi Hao is known as the most talented genius in the outer courtyard for hundreds of years, Leng Qiufeng has been famous for a long time, the son of the hall master Leng Shan, and is in charge of the law enforcement team of the Immortal Palace.

But now, the combined blow of these two people was instantly defeated by Chu Yun.

Yang Qian felt that she already had a high opinion of Chu Yun, but at this moment, she found that she still underestimated this young man after all.

Not only is his piano technique superb, but even his Yuan Li cultivation is so dazzling?

In addition to being shocked, Yang Qian's originally flushed and worried pretty face suddenly burst into a charming smile.

"Chu Yun, you are so powerful. ”

Yang Qian admired softly, and while she was happy in her heart, she proudly raised her pretty face and looked at where her parents were standing. That arrogant look, as if she was saying to her parents.

See? This is the boy your daughter likes.

And the person you fancy is already his defeated men, and he can't stop his blow at all.

In the face of their daughter's demonstration, Yang Qian's parents looked extremely gloomy and ugly.

But at the same time, there was also an inexplicable anger in my heart.

It's like the dignity of parents, which has been seriously trampled on by their children.

"Damn!"

"Xiao Hao, what the hell are you doing again?"

"Hurry up. ”

"Abolish this nether mortal. ”

"Don't let Qian'er look down on you?"

Yang Qian's father yelled loudly.

At this time, Shi Hao and Leng Qiufeng also staggered and got up from the ground.

Now the two of them are sluggish and embarrassed, where is the previous demeanor and majesty.

In front of them, Chu Yun stood with his hands in his hands, condescending.

On the delicate face, there is still a faint smile, but the pride in the eyebrows and eyes is like a monarch, looking at the world.

Shi Hao's palms clenched fiercely, his eyes were almost red, and he stared at the young man in front of him: "Chu Yun, don't be arrogant, I, Shi Hao, haven't lost yet!"

"No matter how strong you are, you are only one person. ”

"There are a group of brothers behind me Shi Hao, can you beat the two of us, can you still beat a group of us?"

"Today, I, Shi Hao, will kill you!"

In the midst of the anger, Shi Hao broke out again.

In the muscles and veins of the body, the yuan force is full and galloping again.

At the same time, he turned to everyone behind him and shouted, "Everyone, please help me Shi Hao." ”

"Today we will join forces to slay down such arrogant people!"

Shi Hao's majestic voice echoed in all directions.

Under Shi Hao's words, on the sword platform, several teams suddenly responded.

One was the team where the disciples of the outer courtyard gathered, and the other was the team led by Shi Hao and Leng Qiufeng.

The disciples of the outer court already had a grudge against Chu Yun, and now that Shi Hao wanted to deal with Chu Yun, they were naturally willing to follow.

The only ones who stayed out of the matter were probably the team of the Holy Womb Ming, and the team led by Yu Fei, a powerhouse in the inner court.

In an instant, there were dozens of people in the entire sword platform, but they all slashed towards Chu Yun.

Who would have thought that Chu Yun's popularity would be so poor, a small sword immortal battle, no one wanted to be with it, not to mention, and in the end, it was attacked by a group.

Sitting high, the corners of the eyes of the other bigwigs of the Asgard Palace twitched.

What did this young man do on weekdays that caused everyone to behead him?

Mu Guyan was also speechless for a while.

Thinking that Chu Yun was also self-inflicted, who let this bastard usually cause trouble in the Immortal Palace, and now he was attacked by the disciples of the Immortal Palace, and he was also to blame.

This is still because he didn't publicize Chu Yun's false propagation of his will to harm the Immortal Palace, otherwise, if Leng Shan knew that the order that made him kill himself in the Immortal Palace was Chu Yunfa, it is estimated that these hall masters would also rush up to slaughter Chu Yun now.

Thinking of this, Mu Guyan had a headache.

Chu Yun was so arrogant, Mu Guyan felt that if he really kept him by his side, there would be more troubles in the future?

On the sword platform, the storm suddenly rose again.

The rich Yuan Force surged in it, and the brilliant sword light surged and collapsed.

There are dozens of people who have performed their mastery, and under the combined attack of everyone, a powerful and incomparable force is slowly brewing.

"Let's work together!"

"Together!"

"Join forces to abolish this nether mortality. ”

Many people were roaring, including the disciples of the Sword Immortal Hall and the Sword Raising Hall who were injured by Chu Yun before, as well as Leng Qiufeng and Shi Hao.

In an instant, almost all the people present showed their magical powers, ready to solve Chu Yun's trouble as quickly as possible.

While almost everyone was attacking Chu Yun, at the place of the sword platform, Gong Ming was still standing quietly, his eyebrows and eyes slightly closed, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate. The chaos outside didn't seem to have attracted the attention of this Asgard Holy Son.

The saint Lin Xi just looked at it coldly, her delicate pretty face was still expressionless, and she was watching as an outsider from beginning to end.

She is detached, and this rematch is just a formality.

After all, the identity of the saint is here, even if they stand here, no one dares to provoke them and attack them.

However, Xia Lan looked eager to try, and she couldn't wait to abolish this guy who she hated so much

But after all, she is the daughter of the dean of the inner court, and her status is noble, and participating in this kind of siege is always a loss of identity. Therefore, I can only be a spectator here.

However, she estimated that this time, in the face of the siege of the group, Chu Yun would not be able to turn the tables again, right?

When the area of the Holy Son was peaceful, the team led by Yu Fei was also extraordinarily calm.

"Senior Brother Yu Fei, are we really not going to make a move?"

"I heard that this outer courtyard Chu Yun is extremely arrogant. Repeatedly flouting the palace rules, and the saint doesn't take it seriously?"

"Yesterday this guy was in the limelight, but he made a big fool of the saint. If we help the Holy Maiden teach this nether mortal lesson now, Senior Brother Yu Fei will definitely be able to pull a wave of goodwill in the Holy Maiden's heart. ”

In the crowd, a gray-robed young man sat cross-legged, his eyebrows and eyes closed, and his sword in both hands was standing on the ground.

This young man is Yu Fei, the fourth strongest person in the inner court. Only after Xia Lan.

Anyone who knows Yu Fei knows that Yu Fei doesn't have many preferences, only two.

One is a sword, and the other is the saint Lu Xuexin.

Now that such an opportunity to give the saint a good impression, Yu Fei actually put it out of the way, which has to make the people on the side feel incredible?

Yu Fei's eyebrows were still closed, and after a long time, he said lightly: "Don't worry, just watch with peace of mind." ”

In the faint tone, no one knows what kind of plan this young man has in his heart?

At this time, Shi Hao and the others' attacks had been fully exerted.

Dozens of people in the audience, either fists or palms, or slashes or stabs, countless attacks refused to be together.

It was as if millions of rivers were rushing in one place, and the combined attack of everyone was magnificent, like an ocean storm sweeping.

Under this kind of power, the huge sword platform was trembling violently, and the strong wind of Yuan Force was whipping in all directions.

In the face of such a terrible offensive, Chu Yunshang was better, but Yang Qian's cultivation was insufficient, but she was delicate, and she was almost unstable when she couldn't even stand, and the storm made her unable to open her eyes.

Just when Yang Qian was frightened, the next moment, she only felt a warm embrace, wrapping her.

Chu Yun stretched out his arm and took Yang Qian into his arms.

"Senior sister, hug it tightly for a while. ”

Chu Yun's voice was low, but he shouted inexplicable strength, and in just an instant, Yang Qian felt that all the wind and rain had disappeared, and only Chu Yun's broad embrace was left in his mind.

"Hmm. Yang Qian nodded lightly, well-behaved like a child.

"Bastard, let go of my daughter!"

"Bastard, how dare you blaspheme my daughter, you mortal in the lower realm?" Seeing that Chu Yun actually hugged his daughter, Yang Qian's parents were both red-eyed.

But Chu Yun and Yang Qian, who were on the high platform, naturally ignored them.

Chu Yun stood proudly, in her arms, Yang Qian clearly felt that the man in front of her, the momentum of his whole body, was climbing at a terrifying speed.

"Chu Yun, do you need a sword? My sword was the sword worn by my grandfather when he was alive, it is absolutely extraordinary, and in your hands, it will definitely be able to exert greater power. Yang Qian was a little worried and asked in a low voice.

Chu Yun chuckled: "Kill them, why do I need to use a sword?"

With a sneer, Chu Yun immediately stepped on the earth and rose to the sky.

Under the nine heavens, between the storms, the arrogant and smiling young man was like a fairy.