"Okay! I'll give you a thousand spirit gold!"

Truly feeling the terrifying momentum from the powerhouse of the Heaven Stepping Realm, someone in the crowd finally spoke. The rest of the people were also loose-faced, and they had the idea of breaking the fortune and avoiding disasters.

"Hehe, that's right. What's the point of clinging to these things outside of me? Only when you give me success, then you can make the best use of things, you know?"

With a smile on his face, the man stood up, his claws digging into the snow-white fluff on his neck, and taking out a spatial ring. It was the one He Yunye gave it before. For a long time, he has been hanging around his neck by the success.

“......”

The people beside him had a look of pain on their faces, for cultivators like them, a thousand spirit gold was not a small amount. With so much spiritual gold, it was enough for them to be chic for a long time.

Everyone gritted their teeth, looked at each other, and was ready to give. Who knows, at this moment, a faint voice came into their ears.

"Shoot it to death! If you kill it, you don't have to pay for it. ”

With his right hand dragging the Divine Drawing Long Knife, He Yun also walked over without stopping. Left behind a bewildered crowd, and a sudden change of face of the array of success.

"Did he say that to us?"

In the crowd, someone looked at He Yunye's back and asked with a slightly confused expression.

"This ...... I guess so. ”

The person next to him thought for a moment and nodded silently.

"Then, will you pay back the 1,000 spirit gold?"

"Don't you understand? Let's fight! I see, this thing has something to do with that strong man, but it does have something to do with it. It's just that this relationship is not what we thought before. ”

At this time, someone reacted, and couldn't help but look at the success of the formation that was quietly retreating with a strange face.

"Then do we fight or not? This is the imperial capital. ”

As the man spoke, his feet involuntarily blocked the successful retreat.

"Why don't you fight? Anyway, I'm not happy to see this thing!"

"Damn! In my opinion, there's such a big movement over there, and no one will bother us afterwards. ”

"That's right! Let's get on it, beat this brute to death!"

Boom! Boom!

As the words fell, several spiritual powers surged towards the sky, and all kinds of brilliant lights lit up the night sky, and the figure of the success was instantly submerged in the crowd.

"He Yunye, I'm not done with you!"

"Oh, who hit the uncle in the face?

"! You try again? It's you, you pickled old man! Uncle remembers you! Oops!"

......

In the sky above the Drunken Eight Immortals Restaurant, Chang Zhiyuan heard He Yunye's words, and his eyes were instantly full of anger.

However, seeing He Yun also walked back as if he had nothing to do, the momentum around him looked like he was not sluggish in the slightest. Chang Zhiyuan's heart couldn't help but skip a hint of vigilance. If it was an ordinary Heaven Stepping Realm, under his sword, he would have been seriously injured if he didn't die. This He Yun also doesn't seem to be even a minor injury.

"Hmph! If it weren't for you, how could he not listen to me and run to this Longtan Tiger's Den? As long as he stays in the Sword Sect, the old man will keep him safe! In the end, it's all because of you!"

Within the orange and golden spiritual power, the corners of He Yun's mouth hooked up a disdainful smile. In He Yunye's opinion, this Chang Zhiyuan is really not worthy of being the master of a peak vein. If Kang Shaoqian stays in the Sword Sect, how can he need you to protect him? From Chang Zhiyuan's words, it is not difficult to hear that this person has always regarded the Sword Sect as just a comfortable nest. Within the sect, there are such people, how can we talk about development?

Licking his lips, He Yun also looked at Chang Zhiyuan coldly with his eyes, and his heart moved, and the three hundred and sixty acupoints around his body, as if there were three hundred and sixty constant spaces, were suddenly outlined together with the flow of refined white energy.

Right now, because of physical reasons, he must maintain the stability of his spiritual power on the surface of his body. But in this case, the spiritual power he could use was simply not enough to deal with Chang Zhiyuan's attack. Helplessly, He Yun also used the majestic energy in the acupuncture points in his body.

Thundered!

He Yunye's eardrums were filled with violent turbulent sounds. With the flow of rolling energy, the orange and golden spiritual power in He Yunye's body actually flowed towards the dantian. The spiritual power on the surface of his body instantly thinned.

"What's going on?"

Within the orange and golden spiritual power, He Yun also suddenly changed color, and instantly panicked. These two energies can't coexist! If it's just normal times, but now that everyone's eyes are watching, and the spiritual power flows back into his body, won't the fact that he has no clothes being exposed? I think he is a dignified prince of the country, if this kind of embarrassing thing really happens, what kind of face will he have in the future?

"No!

Thinking of all kinds of terrifying consequences, He Yun also decisively prepared to stop the flow of energy in the acupoint. At this time, where is the face important in a fight?

Rumble!

Who knows, under He Yunye's extreme control, the energy in the acupoint suddenly rebounded violently. With a loud bang, the orange and golden spiritual power around He Yunye's body was instantly shattered, and in its place, it was a thick white energy.

Thundered!

The sky suddenly shook without warning. With He Yunye as the center, the entire space quickly condensed. It's like being violently compacted from the top down. At He Yunye's feet, the originally empty space was like a clear crystal at this time, reflecting a crystal luster.

"What is this?"

The huge movement caused everyone around them to show a look of shock.

This kind of tactic is simply unheard of. Unbelievable, is this really man-made?

"The spirit is in the sky, stepping on the sky! You! Are you refined?"

He Yun was also opposite, and Chang Zhiyuan suddenly exclaimed. The refinement that can step on the heavens is the existence of the overlord of the cultivation world. For this type of cultivator, the body is an incomparable weapon. Every move and style has the terrifying power of destroying the world. Coupled with its ability to step on the sky like walking on the ground, it is undoubtedly a nightmare in the cultivation world!

"No! No way! In today's world, how can there be refinement? You are just bluffing, I am not afraid of you!"

Suddenly facing a strong man who was suspected of refining, under the huge pressure, Chang Zhiyuan's nerves were tense and he was on the verge of collapse. The sand-yellow spiritual power all over his body erupted out of his body without reservation, and his right hand clenched the ghost knife, and Chang Zhiyuan hissed and roared:

"The sword returns to the stream!"

The overlord sword returns to the stream, and all things return to the stream, and everything that enters the eye is destroyed! Chang Zhiyuan holds the knife above his head with both hands, and it slashes down awe-inspiringly! A large expanse of space is shattered, and the incomparable sword qi is extremely wide, as if pouring down from the sky, sweeping away all things, and smashing it. The overlord sword returned to the stream and slashed in the hands of Chang Zhiyuan, exerting the power of destroying the world and destroying the world.

The raging attack was approaching, and He Yun also slowly released the Divine Drawing Long Knife with his right hand, allowing it to float at his side. Bang! The right hand was suddenly clenched, and the air roared loudly.

"It feels good!"

Click!

He Yun also laughed evilly, like the sound of porcelain breaking, coming from He Yunye's feet. The sound of sound whistle passed through the air, and a white light tore through the sky, compressing the space in front of him, bringing a wave of qi to the sky, and appeared in front of Chang Zhiyuan in an instant.

"You!"

Chang Zhiyuan was shocked and moved. It's fast! It's not the kind of speed that doesn't go without a trace, it's savage, it's brutal and rough fast. Unstoppable and unstoppable!

His right hand was subconsciously raised, and when he was about to resist, Chang Zhiyuan felt a palm like an iron pincer suddenly grip his neck. At that moment, it was like hell. The shadow of death closed his consciousness and imposed it on him.

Rumble!

He Yun also slashed down with his right hand, and the space under his feet instantly became more and more refined. Click!

Chang Zhiyuan only felt that he was slammed into the heaven and earth divine iron. The skull was instantly covered with cracks, and blood was splattered in the air. The right hand that clenched the ghost knife and was unable to let go. A three-foot-long knife with a dark blade and a blade covered with a mouth fell from the air.

When the ghost knife Wuwei got rid of Chang Zhiyuan, he showed his true face in front of the world for the first time.

Thundered!

The ferocious blades, like countless huge sharp blades, were sharp and unstoppable, terrifying, and in an instant, they left a scarred and dilapidated sky in the far sky. It's just that no one pays attention to it anymore.

"Good...... His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, what kind of cultivation is he? Chang Zhiyuan, who stepped on the four heavens and held a famous sword in his hand, couldn't withstand a blow from His Highness!"

"No, I don't know. How can the prince be so strong? Is this a bit too strong?"

"Yes, during the assessment of the four major academies, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World also made a move, but it was definitely not as strong as it is now!"

The people who walked out of the Drunken Eight Immortals Restaurant were full of amazement. Originally, they were worried that He Yun was not Chang Zhiyuan's opponent, but now it seems that they are obviously worried in vain, according to this appearance, even if there is one more Chang Zhiyuan, I am afraid that it will be equally useless. Chang Zhiyuan is in He Yunye's hands, and he is as fragile as a little chicken.

"Spirit!

Fang Tiancheng's attention was also involuntarily, attracted by the battle in the sky. Others may not recognize it for a while. But with the eyesight that Fang Tiancheng had cultivated since he was a child, he dared to conclude that the energy on He Yunye's body surface at this time was essence.

It's just that with his city, it is difficult to accept it for a while. He had heard of the method of cultivation for a long time, and the cultivation process was extremely harsh and difficult, not much easier than spiritual cultivation. Not long ago, He Yunye, who was also a spiritual cultivator, how could he refine his essence to such a point in such a short period of time?

Not far away, attracted by the momentum here, they couldn't help but stop the several people who succeeded in the siege formation, and their hands were sweating at this time. Secretly glad, fortunately he didn't provoke this strong man just now, otherwise, wouldn't he let him collapse on the spot with a wave of his hand?

As soon as they thought of this, these people invariably focused their eyes on the blue nose and swollen face. Right now, the only way to make that strong man happy seems to be to beat the battle successfully. It's just that to their dismay, this thing is really not an ordinary warp beating.

"Yunye, Tiancheng, I'm coming, I'm coming. ”

At this time, the fat man Wang Ba, who was sweating profusely, finally arrived. In the imperial capital, he is not allowed to run horses on the street, so he can only run by himself. In terms of time, it is much slower than the success of the array.