Yun Jiumo's eyes were happy.

Maybe it's because she's now a spirit.

Now, when she urges the Xuanyin skill, she is not as difficult as before.

And the fluctuations of the sound waves are denser and deeper than the fluctuations seen before!

Her quiet cat eyes stared at the clouds in front of her.

Speaking of which, she hadn't used it since she comprehended the Xuanyin Secret Record's Xuanyin skills.

Just right, use this spiritual wave barrier of Yun Jinxiu.

She can give it a try without any scruples...... Her Xuanyin skills!

…………

Outside the martial arts arena.

Everyone in the Yun family looked at the center of the field in amazement, forming an oval barrier like an egg.

As everyone knows, this is an independent space created by using spiritual power.

It's just that...... What does the third lady make and the independent space of the young city lord do?

Could it be ...... The third lady suffered a loss at the hands of the young city lord twice in a row, so she was angry and wanted to teach the young city lord a lesson?

"Isn't the young city lord dead?!"

"The young city lord can live two tricks with the third young lady, it is purely the third young lady's humility, this will make the third young lady move the real character, how can the young city lord still have a way to live?"

"But...... The family test is just a simple test, and it won't kill people, right? ”

"That's the young city lord looking for death by himself, no wonder the third lady!"

Everyone in the Yun family was talking.

Two people on top of the high position.

Yejun glanced at the expressionless evil Qianshu, and leaned towards him with a smile: "Evil Jun, your little vixen is about to be beaten, aren't you going to make a move?" ”

Evil Qianshu squinted at him, his eyes shining coldly.

Yejun leaned over and froze, and slowly retracted: "Okay, okay, your little Jiumo, little Jiumo!" I don't call her a vixen. ”

The faint and cold eyes did not move away.

Obviously, there is no emotion in his eyes, but it is inexplicably chilling.

Nightlord: "...... Then you say, what should I call her? ”

"Young City Lord." The man spat out three words coldly and indifferently.

Yejun: "......" can even be jealous of a title, and dare to say that you don't like it?!

is talking poorly, wanting the man to admit his feelings.

Suddenly, the barrier in the center of the martial arts field shook.

The smile on Yejun's lips froze, and his gaze quickly looked at the barrier solemnly: "That breath...... Feel it? ”

Evil Qianshu was as steady as Mount Tai, still expressionless: "Hmm." ”

"Sure enough, eight or nine guesses are not far from ten." Yejun lazily leaned back in the chair, his slender fingers lightly pressed against his thin lips, and his smile had a little meaningless meaning, "Your little ...... The young city lord is powerful, and he can force her and use his strength. ”

There was a moment of silence, and he was silent when he saw the evil spirit.

He couldn't help but tilt his head to look over, and the corners of his mouth were full of playful smiles: "I said evil king, do you ...... Aren't you worried? She used that power, and your young city lord wouldn't be her opponent. ”

"Why should the deity be worried?" Evil Qianshu's voice is unwavering.

Yejun sighed a few times and retracted his gaze: "Remember what you said today, don't slap yourself in the face in the future." ”

He didn't find out.

Except for the glance he saw, Evil Qianshu's gaze was fixed on the barrier from beginning to end.

That's when ......

There was a loud "bang".

The spiritual wave barrier in the field, after the violent shock, suddenly exploded.

Countless spiritual lights shot out in all directions.

The entire martial arts training ground was under the vibration of the spiritual wave, and several cracks cracked on the ground.

Lingering in the aura.

A slender figure, looming.