The figure fell to the ground, and before Han Yu could take a deep breath, there was a flower in front of him, as if there was a wind passing by, and immediately, he saw a young man in purple clothes who was extremely elegant and landed on the martial arts platform. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This guy has a bit of a doorway."

His gaze fell on the purple-clothed young man, Han Yu's eyes showed a slight surprise, this person's figure was like a gale, and his strange steps were obviously not comparable to ordinary quasi-Ucanishads cultivators.

The purple-clothed young man's eyes were like water, with a little softness, that handsome face, white as jade and delicate like a girl, the young man's eyes fell on Han Yu's figure slightly, and he was very polite to retract, obviously with a bit of self-cultivation.

"In the Lower Tianyuan Peak, Shen Langyun, please advise!" The corners of the purple-clothed man's mouth lifted a charming arc, and he smiled faintly at Han Yu, and a confident smile emerged in his eyes.

"Xuan Yuanfeng, Han Yu!" Han Yu chuckled and said apologetically.

"Han Woo!" Shen Langyun's sword eyebrows tightened in vain, and the smile that had just emerged in his eyes froze.

Originally, Shen Langyun saw that the aura on this young man's body was ordinary and not that of the alien body disciple, so he didn't have much scruples about him, but after hearing this name, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"I have admired his name for a long time, and I am fortunate to have a moment today, but it is Shen's luck!" Shen Langyun's eyes changed color slightly, and immediately, he smiled and said, "Please!" ”

"It seems that there are a few people in Huatianmen who can hear my name." Han Yu shrugged his shoulders, and he was also holding his fists at the moment, "Please!" ”

When the words fell, Shen Langyun's face retreated with a smile, and the majestic vitality gushed out from his body, and the terrifying fluctuations made the air on the martial arts testing platform suddenly collapse!

When the vitality gushed out, Shen Langyun's trick was in vain, and the surging vitality suddenly seemed to be a swift wind in front of him, and the sound of the wind exploded like a muffled thunder, and the fierce wind blew through the void, making Han Yu suddenly feel that his breath was suffocating, as if there was a wind blade blowing.

"This guy is a wind spirit!" Seeing that the vitality around Shen Langyun's body was raging like a hurricane, Han Yu was slightly surprised, even if he thought that the wind spirit body could trigger the wind of heaven and earth, although this son could not reach that realm, it was not comparable to ordinary cultivators!

"No wonder it's the right person, he looks fearless, he must have relied on this!" Han Yu sneered, and immediately, a hint of banter appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I have this opportunity, but I want to learn how these alien spirits are superior." ”

As the smile spread, a trace of war intent gushed out in Han Yu's eyes, when he was young, his talent was mediocre, and ordinary people often ridiculed and sarcastically in front of him, at this time, he had some strength when he stepped into such a realm, but he wanted to see what those so-called heavenly pride were capable of.

Han Yu stood on the martial arts platform, letting the fierce hurricane rage, but those eyes were staring with fiery gaze, the constantly rotating vitality hurricane.

Whirlwind Palm!

As soon as Shen Langyun made a move, the vitality hurricane in front of him suddenly condensed into a cyclone palm that seemed to be substance, and there was a hurricane raging on the palm print.

The cyclone palm is in the form of a giant palm, but the hurricane raging on it is like a tornado, as if it is about to annihilate the heavens and the earth, and suddenly the void on the martial arts platform is stirred and twisted, and the sound of sonic booms is endless!

"The artistic conception of the wind, it has a bit of momentum, but it is still weaker, this is not my own artistic conception after all!" Feeling the violent artistic conception carried by the whirlwind palm, Han Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and immediately, when the whirlwind palm was about to annihilate it, the clenched fist was suddenly towards the wind.

Boom!

A punch blasted out, and a boundless artistic conception spread out from the fist into the air, and suddenly the air of the entire martial arts platform seemed to condense, and the all-pervasive and all-pervasive momentum made the hurricane that realm annihilated Han Yu tremble suddenly, and there was a hint of collapse!

As soon as the Wuji artistic conception was cast, that momentum spread towards the martial arts testing platform, making the disciples below couldn't help but show a trace of stunnedness, and couldn't help but move their eyes away from the other martial arts testing platforms and look towards the source of the strange aura.

"Is this the artistic conception?"

When Han Yu punched out, at the end of the many martial arts testing platforms, several elders who had been squinting their eyes slightly, their eyes suddenly opened, and when the fierce light swept down, they stared at one of the martial arts testing platforms, and a faint expectation emerged in their eyes.

"This guy really understands a mood!" Among the elders, Liu Lan's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Ji Yuan, this is the young man you supported last time!" The middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the upper seat, a smile appeared between the corners of his mouth, his eyes moved slightly, and he smiled at Feng Jiyuan next to him.

"This is it!" Feng Jiyuan's eyes also showed a satisfied smile, and he said secretly, "This guy didn't disappoint me." ”

"Artistic conception?"

When a few elders on the high platform, their deep faces set off a trace of emotional fluctuations, the peak masters and deacons of all departments couldn't help but glance towards the competition platform, and they hadn't seen this thing for a long time.

"Is this the mood he understands!" Du Chong stroked his long beard, his eyes were a little excited, "I don't know how powerful this artistic conception is?" ”

Although Du Chong knew that this young man had comprehended an artistic conception, he had never seen him really make a move, and there was a trace of inexplicable nervousness at this time.

Han Yu's artistic conception spread only half a breath, but that unique momentum made the cultivators in the entire martial arts field feel it, and at that moment, the fiery and stunned eyes were looking towards the martial arts platform where he was!

Call!

A punch was blasted out, as if the thunder was unstoppable, and the Wuji artistic conception was completely integrated into this ordinary punch, and when the fist wind carried the Wuji artistic conception to break the hurricane and bombarded the cyclone palm, Shen Langyun's face finally began to be gloomy.

"Is this the artistic conception he has contemplated?" Shen Langyun's Adam's apple couldn't help but squirm, and a trace of horror emerged from his eyes.

Shen Langyun had also heard about the fact that Xuanyuan Peak had a new disciple who had learned an artistic conception in the Aoyi Martial Cliff, and he didn't care much about it at first, but he was a little curious, and he didn't know what was extraordinary about this artistic conception.

This time, under this artistic conception, Shen Langyun suddenly had an inexplicable palpitation, especially when the all-pervasive and all-pervasive artistic conception spread, he actually had an illusion, as if he was powerless to resist in this artistic conception and would be destroyed in an instant!

Boom!

Under the gaze of those expectant and surprised eyes, I saw that the young man's figure was like a thunderbolt and directly submerged into the hurricane, and the punch containing the boundless artistic conception was extremely domineering to shatter the unstoppable hurricane in one fell swoop, and immediately bombarded the cyclone's palm!

The fist slammed into the palm of the cyclone, and a terrifying energy fluctuation suddenly spread out from the martial arts field, and the void set off bursts of vitality ripples, and the infinite artistic conception contained in it made everyone else shudder.

Call!

The terrifying vitality fluctuation carried a wave of infinite artistic conception impact, Shen Langyun's face was full of solemnity, he could clearly feel that if he was ravaged by this vitality fluctuation, he would definitely be shocked by the infinite artistic conception contained in the momentum to this point of defeat!

Shen Langyun is not an idle person, a slight change of color is instant, and the vitality around his body condenses a swift wind, and his body is like a ghost floating away.

Boom!

The figure exploded, Shen Langyun turned his palm at the moment, and the palm print bombarded out, which shocked the aftermath and the body fell a little embarrassed on the edge of the martial arts platform, and there was still a trace of horror in his eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was very comparable, he was afraid that he would have been affected by the fluctuations of his vitality.

"This wind spirit body speed is not bad!" Seeing Shen Langyun, who was retreating quickly, Han Yu smiled faintly, and when his sharp eyes fell on Shen Langyun, it gave people an inexplicable palpitation.

"This artistic conception is not weak, if this son steps into the realm of mystery, I believe that the momentum will be fully exerted." The middle-aged man on the high platform smiled with satisfaction, "If it is a good student, it will be a good seedling." ”

"It's not difficult to step into the top 50 with his strength!" Feng Jiyuan smiled slightly.

The other elders nodded slightly, and they didn't say too much, although this comprehension of an artistic conception and such a talent is rare to see in a hundred years, but with the cultivation of this quasi-mystical realm, it is difficult to say the future future, if it can't grow smoothly, it is amazing and brilliant and in vain!

However, after this competition, what awaits them is a real wash, and if they can transform safely, they can have the opportunity to embark on the road to the top.

"This stinky thief, the power of the artistic conception of comprehension is not weak." On the side of one of the elders, Qiu Xiaoxuan muttered a small mouth showing a face full of resentment, after she knew the identity of this young man, she knew that it was probably not so simple to take revenge with her own strength.

"How Xuan'er, do you know him?" Beside Qiu Xiaoxuan, a man in brocade clothes asked with a slight puzzle in his eyes.

"No, no!" Qiu Xiaoxuan's small hands were staggered, and she said in a panic, and a hot hot face emerged from her delicate face.

The middle-aged man was slightly puzzled, and even when he turned his eyes to the young man on the competition table, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

The figure fell to the ground, Shen Langyun's eyes became more and more solemn when he looked at the young man in front of him, the corners of his mouth squirmed slightly for a long time, and his voice said coldly, "Your artistic conception is indeed not weak, but I want to see what else you have besides!" ”

Some cold voices fell, and Shen Langyun's palm shook at the moment, and then a flash of inspiration flashed, and a fierce aura raged.

I saw a nine-foot-long sword in the palm of his hand, and the sword body had a flowing cloud turning, engraved with an extremely obscure and mysterious talisman seal, at a glance, this was a spiritual treasure, and its momentum was obviously not weak!

Call!

As soon as the long sword in his hand appeared, the vitality in Shen Langyun's hand poured into it, the sword body turned around, and the air around him suddenly became agitated.

"This is Senior Brother Shen's Wind Sword, it is an ancestor who has been inherited to Tianyuan Peak, its power is very amazing, with the wind spirit body to urge this sword to guide the wind of heaven and earth!"

As the long sword in Shen Langyun's palm shook, a scalp-numbing momentum spread out, and those disciples of Tianyuan Peak who were a little distracted couldn't help but exclaim.

"I don't know if Han Yu of Xuanyuan Peak can resist this sword!"

"It is said that Han Yu is extraordinary, and he has quite a record in Xuanyuan Peak, but I am afraid that Senior Brother Shen has met a strong opponent this time!"

"I wonder if the guy has a name for nothing!"

An uproar suddenly burst into the sky from the mouths of the disciples in the various peaks, and in the eyes of these people, there were suspicions and expectations!

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