Chapter 631: The Wind of War Doesn't Exist

"In the second battle, the scattered cultivation feather god will fight against the wind chime valley and the wind will not exist!"

Cui Yingying's voice sounded, and the corners of Shen Yu's mouth hooked up a smile, I didn't expect that it would be my turn in the second battle, it seems that Guanghan Palace intended to let himself make a move earlier to see his true strength.

Among the five major forces, except for the Guanghan Palace, several other forces did not know Shen Yu's true identity, they only knew that there were several mysterious loose cultivators in this tea ceremony, and their strength was so strong that even Li Buyi was crushed.

Among them, this boy called Hajin is the most mysterious.

Don't look at the Wuji Abyss and Shen Yu's grievances are the deepest, but they don't know what Shen Yu looks like, because those Wuji Abyss Sect people who were sent to the Kyushu Continent at the beginning were all wiped out, and they didn't transmit Shen Yu's appearance back to the Wuji Abyss.

When Cui Yingying sat back in her seat, Quan Jing beside her asked in a low voice, "Senior Sister Cui, this feather god is what you said, the scattered cultivation genius who may win the first place in this tea ceremony?"

When they discussed the battle list last night, Cui Yingying strongly advocated that this feather god be placed in the second place in the battle sequence, and the opponent arranged for him was also the most powerful wind chime valley in the top 1,000.

Wind Chime Valley is considered to be medium among the second-rate forces in the Void Heaven Realm, and its strength is also extraordinary, this wind does not exist in the Wind Chime Valley among the young generation is enough to rank in the top three, let him fight against Shen Yu, and Shen Yu's strength can also be clearly seen.

Cui Yingying nodded and said, "Senior Brother Quan Jing, I will let him fight against Feng Bucun, so that you can be mentally prepared, this time your Immortal Sect may not be able to win the championship, this young man has quite some means!"

Quan Jing snorted lightly and said, "That's not necessarily, it was a woman named Luo Ya who injured my cloth master and nephew, not this young man, I think that woman may be stronger, although her cultivation is a little poor, only the fifth layer of the Golden Immortal Realm."

And although Bu Yi is injured, we still have snow kites in the Immortal Sect, and there are more outstanding disciples, so we may not have lost this tea ceremony, I think that Senior Sister Cui is a little too high-minded about this kid, but is it a ninth layer of the Golden Immortal Realm?"

Back to 10 million years ago, with the help of the Qilin Demon Saint, Shen Yu's current cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, but in order to hide his clumsiness, the strength shown by Shen Yu now is still only the ninth layer of the Golden Immortal Realm.

With the memories of the Qilin Demon Saint and the Heavenly Emperor in his previous life, the various strange immortal methods in Shen Yu's mind were as vast as a sea of smoke, and it was a piece of cake to avoid the inspection of the mixed Yuan Taiyi Golden Immortal like Quan Jing.

Therefore, at this moment, Quan Jing still thought that Shen Yu was still only a cultivator of the ninth layer of the Golden Immortal Realm.

Hearing Quan Jing's angry words, Cui Yingying was noncommittal, and even the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, this Quan Jing is really arrogant, if he knew that this young man was the famous Emperor of Heaven, I don't know how he would feel.

However, Shen Yu is the hole card arranged by their Guanghan Palace at this tea ceremony, although she has some discord with the palace master Jin Ying, she will not spoil the major affairs of the Guanghan Palace, and tell Quan Jing the identity of Shen Yu.

At this time, Shen Yu, dressed in white, and graceful, flew to the top of the competition platform, and standing opposite him was a man in his twenties who was also handsome, not much worse than Shen Yu, and had a faint smile on his face.

Looking at the two people who were less than ten meters apart, standing facing each other, there were bursts of discussion in the audience.

"Is this just the wind not existing? Sure enough, as the legend says, handsome and chic!"

"I heard that Feng Bucun is not only strong, but also a famous gentleman, and his prestige in the Wind Chime Valley is quite high!"

"But I'm still more optimistic about Yushen, he is the one who occupies the top ten palaces, and he is the favorite to win the first place in this tea ceremony!"

"Yes, the genius who has always been able to occupy the top ten palaces has not fallen in the second round!"

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Although the wind does not exist in the Void Heaven Realm, it can be regarded as a small reputation, and Shen Yu has only recently become famous, and no one has ever seen his true strength, but there are still many people who think that Shen Yu's strength is superior.

Not only these ordinary audiences, but even Li Buyi and other people who occupy the top ten palaces also know that this feather god may win easily, especially the fire baby who was once defeated in the hands of Shen Yu, he is the one who knows the weirdness of Shen Yu's methods best.

His eyes widened, staring at Shen Yu deadly, hoping that Shen Yu could once again use the strange immortal method that defeated him at the beginning, until now, he didn't know how he lost to this young man.

"You are the son of the feather god?

Feng Bucun stood opposite Shen Yu, with a warm smile on his face, and arched his hand slightly, indeed as rumored, this Feng Bucun was a handsome gentleman, and Shen Yu could also see that he was not pretentious.

For such a person, Shen Yu would not deliberately be embarrassed, but said lightly: "The wind does not exist, with your strength, you are not my opponent, so you admit defeat yourself! I don't want to hurt you." ”

Feng Bucun smiled lightly, shook his head and said: "Young Master Yushen, I know that you are powerful, but you fled without a fight, and it was not a gentleman's doing, so please take action! ”

Hearing Feng Bucun's words, Shen Yu no longer dissuaded, but just stretched out his hand and let Feng Bucun strike first.

The wind is not pretentious, a small purple flower appeared in his hand, and said to Shen Yu: "Young Master Yushen, this is a trapped body flower, it is my magic weapon, although it is not an innate spirit treasure, but it also has some power, you can be careful." ”

After speaking, his fingers twisted slightly, and the small purple flowers floated in the air, and the small flowers were divided into two, two and four in the air, and in an instant, thousands of flowers were divided, covering the entire competition platform, and then these flowers bloomed one after another, and the pollen began to be thrown on the competition platform.

These pollen have the effect of anesthetizing mana, and when you are in the pollen, your mana will stagnate, and your actions will be greatly affected.

After the pollen spread all over the martial arts platform, Feng Wucun's figure flashed, widening the distance between him and Shen Yu, and then his hands suddenly clasped together, his cheeks bulged, and dozens of sharp golden swords spit out from his mouth, shooting towards Shen Yu like lightning.

This is the best skill of Feng Bucun, using the sealing effect of trappedia pollen to first seal the opponent's mana, slow down the opponent's dodge movements, and then shoot the opponent with the golden light sword in his mouth.

In addition, the wind does not have the perfect cultivation of the Golden Immortal Realm, and the real combat power is far beyond that of monks of the same level, so the attack speed is several times stronger than that of ordinary monks, and few people can dodge his attacks, and his set of combined attacks is also tried and tested.

Shen Yu stood on the competition platform, looking at the dozens of golden light swords that were shooting towards him quickly, but he didn't move, his face was not afraid.