Chapter Seventy-One: You Fell Before I Could Exert My Strength

I have to say that Yun Jian is a peerless son, with a personable demeanor and extraordinary temperament, and many people around him are attracted to him, and men and women are ashamed.

After coming to Shen Wei, as soon as he opened his mouth, it was an almost perfect magnetic voice: "Shen Wei, why are you here? It's too dangerous here!"

Shen Wei shrugged, as if she was very familiar with Yun Jian: "What danger are you afraid of, tell me how you made the move just now?"

As she spoke, she showed the camera to Yun Jian.

Yun Jian smiled mysteriously: "I didn't expect to be discovered by you, these three bandits were all hit by me with sword qi, and the sword qi is invisible, so they can't be photographed, but Kuang Fu Justice is what people in my mountain gate should do, and I will do it if I don't shoot it!"

Wang Fan's eyes widened, this Nima, help your uncle, is it good for me to do it, why are you pretending to be forced!

Looking at it, the aura number on the top of the cloud sword's head is actually 10,320 points, he is a genuine third-level ancient martial artist, and he has reached the middle and late stages, and then he looks at the appearance of the other party, obviously with peerless moves, and he can't directly hit it.

So he didn't rush to speak.

But Shen Wei, who didn't know why, was so excited that she almost jumped up: "I knew it was you, then you go with me to do an interview!"

Yun Jian shook his head: "That's not possible, people in my mountain gate can't appear in the eyes of the world, but if you want to know more about us, you can follow me to shoot, as long as you don't shoot your face." ”

Shen Wei hurriedly agreed, and immediately said to Wang Fan: "I owe you another five hundred, you continue to be my photographer!"

"No!" Wang Fan shook his head.

Calculating the time, Xu Wenzhi should also come over, and he still has to pick up Song Zhishu.

Who knew that at this moment, his phone suddenly rang, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was actually Song Yuanxiu's.

After connecting the phone, Song Yuanxiu's voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Little brother Wang Fan, how is Zhishu's situation recently, can you send her home to see?"

Grandpa wanted to see his granddaughter, but he naturally couldn't stop him, so he immediately said, "Okay, I'll send it back immediately." ”

After hanging up the phone, he immediately sent a text message to Xu Wenzhi, asking him to send Song Zhishu to Song Yuanxiu's house.

Then he looked at Shen Wei: "No, it's impossible, five hundred yuan, and now you owe me one thousand thirteen!"

Shen Wei pouted: "You know the money, you look at the other people's cloud swords, why is the gap so big!"

Yun Jian said with a smile on the side: "Money is like dung, why should the little brother ask for more." ”

Shen Wei nodded again and again, feeling that what Yun Jian said was too level.

However, she didn't forget the interview, and hurriedly asked, "What did you use to send out sword qi just now?"

Yun Jian smiled slightly, reached out and took off the long cloth bag behind him, and took out the contents inside, it turned out to be a sword with cold light!

Wang Fan's eyes widened, above this sword, there was also an aura number beating, and it reached 4000!

"I just used this sword to send out sword qi to save people, you can take care of it!" As he spoke, Yun Jian waved the sword in his hand, and the spiritual energy in his body surged, slashing towards a small tree on the side.

But at this moment, Wang Fan took a big mouth.

"Ding, Reiki 4000!"

Then, the cloud sword swung out, and the little tree waved in the wind, without any reaction.

"Sword Qi...... What about it?" Shen Wei was a little strange.

Wang Fan smiled, the sword aura was a fart, his sword aura was swallowed, and now it has become scrap iron, Taobao is a hundred yuan a handful of goods, and a hairy sword qi is also issued!

Yun Jian was stunned, and he wondered in his heart why his sword couldn't emit sword qi, this was a sword passed on to him by his master, which could allow him to emit sword qi in advance before entering the fourth-level master.

But he didn't panic, but smiled: "Flowers and plants also have life, how can you cut them at will, I'm just introducing you to my sword posture!"

Wang Fan nodded as if he didn't understand.

And Shen Wei was a little unpleasant, and hurriedly said: "Can you show the methods of other people in the mountain gate again!"

Yun Jian nodded again and again: "Of course you can, but it's not easy to play here, you can come with me!"

With that, he turned around and walked out, followed by Shen Wei.

Helpless, Wang Fan could only carry the camera and follow.

Soon, the three of them were in a park.

There is a kind of white stone in this park, this kind of white stone is extremely hard and heavy, Yun Jian stepped forward, bent down and picked up a piece of white stone, held it in his hand and held it gently, and with a click, the hard white stone was directly broken into dozens of small pieces.

Suddenly, Shen Wei was shocked: "This kind of white stone is so hard, you can actually crush it with your hands, how did you do it?"

Yun Jian smiled faintly and said, "For ordinary people like you, this white stone is indeed hard, but to me, it ......."

Click!

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a crisp sound next to him.

When he turned his head, he saw dozens of white stone fragments lying in Wang Fan's palm, looking at the two of them innocently: "What did you say?"

Saying that, Wang Fan picked up a piece of white stone at random and pinched it in his hand, and with a click, the white stone was broken into dozens of pieces.

Yun Jian's eyelids jumped, and he said in a deep voice: "Of course, ordinary people have a little more strength, maybe they can crush it, but the next thing, if you are not a person in the mountain gate, you will definitely not be able to do it!"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of white stone, put it in the palm of his hand, and did not hold it, but opened his five fingers, and the aura in his body shook, and suddenly, the white stone clicked and shattered into two halves out of thin air!

Shen Wei's eyes widened: "It's amazing!"

Click!

Turning his head, Wang Fan also spread out his hands, and there was a white stone in his palm, and the white stone was directly broken into four pieces.

Shen Wei was stunned, how could Wang Fan do it? And it was stronger than Yun Jian!

Yun Jian was also stunned, he could use his aura to shatter the white stone into two pieces at most, how could Wang Fan be able to shatter it into four pieces? If it was someone else, wouldn't it be a shame that a little cameraman of yours actually did better than me?

In an instant, Yun Jian came back to his senses, stepped on his feet, launched the light body exercise, jumped over, jumped directly out of more than five meters high, stood on a tree on the side, and waved in the wind, indescribably chic!

"Is this the legendary light skill!" Shen Wei's mouth almost couldn't close.

Yun Jian stood with his hands in his hands, with a spring breeze on his face, and said proudly: "That's right, this is my light skill of ten years of cultivation, and if I cultivate for another ten years, I can even shake a hundred meters out of thin air!"

"Hey, how can I shoot when you go up!"

Wang Fan was in a hurry, carrying the camera to run, and then jumped hard, and even jumped up from the ground and jumped to Yun Jian's side.

Then he pointed his camera at Yun Jian, and dutifully fulfilled his shooting obligations.

Although he didn't know how to move, he was a fourth-level young kun after all, and his physical strength alone was enough for him to jump into a tree more than five meters high!

Yun Jian's body suddenly stiffened.

Why the hell are you keeping up? How can I pretend to be forced when you keep up? Is Lao Tzu's light skill practiced for nothing?

Shen Wei was also stunned, jumping more than five meters high out of thin air, and still carrying a camera, how could Wang Fan be more powerful than Yun Jian, isn't he just an ordinary college student, or is Yun Jian's real strength ordinary?

But Yun Jian had just obviously stunned the three robbers with his sword qi, how could he just be an ordinary strength? Or was it that Yun Jian was not the one who stunned the three robbers at all?

Shen Wei's expression changed, and he was fully seen by the cloud sword, and suddenly his eyes sank, and he said: "These are all small means, I am a person in the mountain gate, and the strongest is the battle!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at Wang Fan: "Seeing that you are infinitely powerful, you are also quite talented, come and walk with me for two rounds." ”

Wang Fan hurriedly shook his head: "You can't walk, you can't walk!"

Yun Jian smiled with satisfaction: "Don't worry, I'm just making a move casually, you can block with all your might!"

As he spoke, Yun Jian stepped on his feet, his body was like the wind, and he galloped out and went straight to Wang Fan.

Wang Fan immediately put down the camera, didn't think about it, raised his hand and punched out.

"It's a good time!" Yun Jian laughed heartily on his face, but a cold light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he saw that he pushed it out with one palm, without any special moves, but with all the cultivation of his third-level ancient martial artist, he hit Wang Fan's fist hard.

If it is a bystander, being hit by such a slap is definitely the end of a broken arm.

But this time, only a crisp sound was heard, and Yun Jian's whole person flew out uncontrollably, and with a bang, he fell heavily to the ground, rolling all over the mud, embarrassed, how could there be any chic taste?

Shen Wei was shocked.

And Wang Fan hurriedly ran over to help Yun Jian up: "Oh, I haven't used my strength yet, why did you fall?"