Chapter 69: The undercurrent is turbulent

Haiyun Tower in the early morning, the square in front of the door is empty. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xiong Yun was puzzled for a moment, and after making sure that he had heard Chu Yi's words clearly, he grinned and made a gesture of invitation to Chu Yi.

Yang Jun saw that he was really going to make a move, and took a few steps back with a smile.

saw Chu Yi's chin raised slightly, his eyes slanted at him, contemptuous and arrogant.

Yang Jun's expression was grim. Chu Yi, who has always been a serious athlete with Xiong, is showing off his might and showing off his strength in front of him?

The corners of Yang Jun's mouth twitched, and he snorted softly from his nose, ignoring it.

At that glimpse on the top of the clouds yesterday, Chu Yi suddenly revealed his killing intent, is he acting like this today for ......?

Yang Junmo rubbed his fingers.

Chu Ke and Chu Yi are naturally opposites, so Chu Yi understands Chu Ke's various cold precautions. Now this attitude, is it because of the Shenmu Order?

Asking Shenmu Ling by himself is equivalent to telling Chu Yi "I already know about Shenmu Ling". When he was on the dragon boat, Chu Yi might still be able to restrain himself. But now, his strength is not what it used to be, and Chu Yi may not be sure to beat him. If you really want to tear your face with yourself, if the matter of the Shenmu Order is publicized, it will not be him who will be damaged.

Yang Jun thought about it and felt that this guess was still relatively reliable, so the old god stood on the ground and watched the play.

The matter of Shenmu Ling has been secretly spread a long time ago, but everyone is still speculating and waiting. For example, the Jing family hasn't really made a move yet. The current situation, calm on the surface, turbulent undercurrents behind the scenes, the situation is about to erupt, and what is missing is such an opportunity.

If the Chu family has the news of the Shenmu Order, and it leaks out of the mouth of the Chu family, it will definitely set off a huge wave. So although Chu Yi was more jealous of himself, he was already patient.

Thinking that it was Chu Yi who was holding his breath now, Yang Jun's mood was suddenly like March, and the spring was bright.

Jiang Linxian also ignored Chu Yi and Xiong Yun, who were still deadlocked, and ran to stand in front of Yang Jun, waving his hand to the two: "Don't look at it, let's start." ”

Chu Yi was unimpressed by Jiang Linxian's careless attitude, and raised his hand to signal Xiong Yun to strike first.

A morning breeze blew, but on the empty square in front of Haiyun Tower, there was a whistling "woo".

Xiong Yun looked at Chu Yi who was standing opposite, and his heart was surging.

This person is Chu Yi, who was praised by the preaching elders at the beginning, and Chu Yi, who is already the leader of this year's disciples.

Xiong Yun's hand in his sleeve trembled a little, he had been struggling since he was born, in the past, he was to set foot on the smooth road to the Xuantian Gate, and after entering the Xuantian Gate, he wanted to stand out among the many disciples.

But the disciples of Xuantianmen are already outstanding in the entire Shengzhou, how difficult is it to stand out among these talents? Xiong Yun's qualifications are not bad, but they have not yet reached the point of excellence.

If you don't stand at the top, you will be out of the crowd for Xiong Yun.

Chu Yi is proud of his talents, and there is no dust under his eyes. Xiong Yun stared at him countless times, but he didn't even get a glance.

And today, here they are about to draw their swords against each other.

Xiong Yun had a hot breath surging in his chest, and blood was rushing all over his body.

It doesn't matter if you win or lose. If you win, you will be happy. If you lose, it won't hinder you.

At least, one battle!

Xiong Yun knew that he was not Chu Yi's opponent, and he was even more polite, as soon as his wrist flipped, a blue and bright long sword was held in his hand.

"Please."

Before the words fell, Xiong Yun's feet moved, and the green mang rose into the sky, and the fierce sword light instantly enveloped Chu Yi's body.

Yang Jun saw the spiritual power on Xiong Yun's body flowing, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly.

It turns out that this is the benefit of spiritual connection. Yang Jiang's eyes narrowed slightly. Although the sword was strong, it did not prevent him from seeing Chu Yi who was covered by a piece of blue light.

Chu Yi didn't move, and there was a faint sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Jun thought that Chu Yi was also quite good at pretending.

Jiang Linxian squeezed his eyebrows at Yang Jun, and his two eyebrows were about to fly.

Yang Jun quietly walked two steps to the side.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at Chu Yi's throat, getting closer and closer, closer and closer.

Yang Jun tilted his head sideways.

Standing three zhang away, he could feel the sword qi, but Chu Yi was still motionless?

Just when Yang Jun was surprised, Chu Yi's right foot touched the ground lightly, and Yang Jun saw a circle of rainbow light swinging from under Chu Yi's feet, like ripples caused by a stone thrown into the water, rippling from the inside out.

One foot, two feet, three feet......

Seeing that Xiong Yun, who was rushing forward, was about to collide with the circle of rainbow light, the long sword in his hand slashed underground.

The rainbow and blue light converged, and a gust of wind suddenly rolled up in the open space outside Haiyun Tower.

Obviously he didn't make a sound, but Yang Jun felt as if he heard a loud stabbing sound.

Immediately afterward, he saw Xiong Yun shaking with his long sword, as if he couldn't hold it a little.

Chu Yi's face was unwavering, his body turned into an afterimage, and he instantly moved in front of Xiong Yun.

With a raised left hand, he swung it towards Xiong Yun's sword-holding hand. With a blow of his right palm, he slapped on Xiong Yun's chest with a bang.

Xiong Yun's whole person was shot out and thrown two feet away.

Boom!

When!

With two sounds in succession, the moment Xiong Yun slammed to the ground, the long sword that was thrown away by his hand also landed at the same time.

Chu Yi didn't look at Xiong Yun, who was defeated by one blow, but arched his hand towards Jiang Linxian to show his identity as a winner.

Chu Yi faced Jiang Linxian, but his eyes were staring at Yang Jun, implying a warning.

Yang Jun heyed. Yesterday he stared at me murderously, and today again?

He glared back unceremoniously.

Chu Yi's face did not change, and he calmly stepped into the door of Haiyun Tower.

"Huh." Yang Jun was happy.

I like your kind of grievance that can't get used to me and can't kill me!

Jiang Linxian raised his hand and slapped Yang Jun's shoulder: "Still happy?" Chu Yike almost hit you in the nose. ”

"So what?" Yang Jun doesn't care.

Jiang Linxian also smiled, but the words he said were not so good: "Didn't he come to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys?" Do you see his strength just now, as if he was only cultivating at the fourth level of spiritual cultivation? ”

"I can't see it!" Yang Jun said simply. He remembered that Xiong Yun was a second-order spiritual cultivator, which was not low.

Yang Jun's own cultivation index is not high, but seeing that Chu Yi's sword was not drawn, he stomped his foot and raised his hand to pump Xiong Yun away. The rainbow that suddenly lit up under his feet, the speed of chasing dust and electricity, and his easy moves, he deserved to be the leader of this year's chasing Jiang Hanhe.

Yang Jun found that Chu Yi's spiritual cultivation was good, and his body refining was not lagging behind, so he was still a comprehensive talent.

Jiang Linxian poked his chin with a fan and said, "I haven't seen you in March, and the eldest prince of Chu is also quite deep." ”

Yang Jun asked rhetorically, "How do you know that he hasn't been hiding all the time?" ”

Jiang Linxian didn't speak, but turned his head to stare at Yang Jun, his phoenix eyes were full of inquiry, as if he wanted to dig something out of Yang Jun's eyes.

"Wow!" Jiang Linxian slapped his folding fan and slapped it heavily on the palm of his hand, and said, "How do I know that you didn't pretend before?" ”

"Huh." Yang Jun didn't want to talk to Jiang Linxian anymore.