Prince Jianyun is extremely proud and has a peerless demeanor. His strategy is also very deep, and no one can guess his true intentions.

But there is one exception, and that is Chu Feng.

Compared with Chu Feng, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, Prince Jianyun is still a little tender.

"Want to take Han Dong's Shadowless Sword, and then fight me again?" Chu Feng sneered. "With me here, your idea is doomed. Han Dong, you go down first, and I'll take care of the rest!"

Chu Feng's gaze was coldly at the Sword Cloud Prince, especially the nine red sword qi coiled around the Sword Cloud Prince.

"It's been seventeen years, and it's time to get my stuff back!"

As soon as Chu Feng's words came out, Elder Shou Mei on the judges' stage immediately responded. Burst out with a powerful momentum and crush the audience.

"Today, my disciple Chu Feng and the true disciple Prince Jianyun face off against each other in a life-and-death duel. No one is allowed to interfere. Otherwise, the old man doesn't have to care about the remaining ten years of life, and directly pulls him to the Hades Palace to drink!"

Elder Shoumei, who has always been honest, has white hair flying at this moment, his robe is hunting, and his whole person exudes an unprecedented evil spirit and ruthlessness.

Even Elder He of the Law Enforcement Hall couldn't help frowning, and his heart was a little frightened.

Barefoot, not afraid of wearing shoes.

Elder Shoumei's time is short, if he is really desperate, there is really no elder who dares to argue with him. This time, even Elder Yang acted as a shrunken turtle.

Elder Zhuang was also shocked and looked at Elder Shoumei, "This old guy, when did he become so arrogant and domineering?"

While the elders were stunned, shocked and jealous, they couldn't help but start to speculate.

What was the reason why Elder Shou Mei had so much confidence in Chu Feng?

You must know that what Chu Feng wants to fight against is a true disciple.

And it is a true disciple with a strength ranking and an extremely high ranking.

With the strength of Prince Jianyun, he can even compete with a strong man at the level of Sword Saint. The Jiuyang Sword Vein is the Supreme Sword Vein, and there is such a bull B.

"Hehe, Shou Mei Lao'er, you don't want to be cocooned. Just because you're a waste apprentice who doesn't even have a sword vein, you also want to fight against Prince Jianyun?" Elder Yang honestly couldn't help but mock when he couldn't get used to seeing Elder Shoumei shaking his majesty in front of him.

"Isn't your subordinate Bao Liya also very good? As a result, he has now been abolished from the sword vein and expelled from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. "Elder Shoumei, an honest man, has finally begun to stop being honest.

It's all forced.

He replied coldly, and immediately stimulated Elder Yang so much that his face darkened.

Bao Liya was so good at that time that he defeated Liu Dazhuang and Romy successively. As a result, as soon as Han Dong came on the field, he was directly abolished by Chu Feng's subordinates.

Now, Chu Feng is on the field in person, and although Prince Jianyun has an absolute advantage, it does not mean that he will definitely win.

No one can predict the outcome until the results are available.

"Husband, you must win!" Han Xiaoying couldn't help but clench the Earth Demon Sword in her hand, her bright eyes staring at Chu Feng's figure, with strong blessings and expectations.

Shangguan Bei, who was defeated by Chu Feng, had a gloomy face and stared at Chu Feng with a cold gaze.

In my heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses are running wildly.

The teacher is not good, he originally thought that in this year's sect competition, he would stand out and be beautiful. In order to compete for the position of true disciple in the future, promote to the sect master, and lay the foundation.

Thinking even more, he was the first to trample Chu Feng under his feet.

As a result, the gap between reality and ideals is too great.

Chu Feng knocked him out of the ring in seconds with one move. It swept away his majesty and became a big joke for the whole sect.

"Chu Feng, you bastard, this son wishes you hell!" Shangguan Bei cursed Chu Feng viciously.

Zang Jianfeng squinted his eyes and put on a detached posture, admiring the duel between Chu Feng and Prince Jianyun.

Prince Jianyun is very powerful, and after defeating Chu Feng, he is likely to compete with Zang Jianfeng in the ring. Because Prince Jianyun had already released a bold statement that he wanted to compete for the throne of the senior brother of the true disciple.

......

On the ring, Chu Feng and Prince Jianyun stared at each other, and both of them released their respective momentum.

Prince Jianyun is the pinnacle of the Great Sword Master, and he may advance to the Sword Saint realm at any time, and his comprehension of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique has reached the seventh layer. Plus the Jiuyang Sword Vein, as well as the god-level sword in his hand, the Tai'a Sword.

It can be said that all aspects are enough to crush Chu Feng, a reptile.

"Ten thousand swords are gone, and there is no trace for thousands of miles!"

Suddenly, Prince Jianyun spit out a cross, and his eyes became unprecedentedly fierce, and the light was fierce.

The Tai'a Sword in his hand is a top-grade divine weapon cast by the national power of the Sword Cloud Dynasty. It has been passed down for generations of monarchs.

In this generation, the crown prince of Jianyun has not yet inherited the throne of the great treasure, but it has been passed to him, which shows that Emperor Jianyun attaches great importance to him.

I saw that Prince Jianyun slashed out with a sword, and the nine red sword qi around him were like a frenzied tide, and they were like nine rivers returning to the sea. All poured into the Tai'a Sword.

Rumble!

The brilliant crimson sword is half a meter long, condensed and thick, I am afraid that it is the level of the Sword Saint, and the sword rays that are cast are nothing more than that. In the early stage of the junkie, the junkie couldn't even display such a thick sword.

The only difference is that the Juggernaut can cast multiple sword rays, while the Great Sword Master can only cast one sword ray.

The crimson sword instantly enveloped the area where Chu Feng was located, like a series of biting wind and frost, everywhere, and the cold air penetrated the bones.

The hard ground seemed to be unable to withstand such a terrifying sword attack.

Cracks began to appear.

Chu Feng was in it, like a small boat in the stormy waves, as if it could capsize at any time.

"The sword pierces through the frost and kills everything, and the comprehension of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique of the Prince of Sword Cloud has already entered the wood. Not to mention the perfection, it has also reached a considerable height. ”

Several elders looked at Prince Jianyun with appreciation.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect has produced many geniuses, each stronger than the other.

"Hehe, Shou Mei Lao'er, your precious apprentice, I'm afraid I can't even hold up a move!" Elder Yang had a sinister smile on his face, extremely happy.

He wished Chu Feng had hung up earlier.

The dignity of the dignified elder was folded in the hands of an ordinary disciple several times, which made Elder Yang have long had a murderous intention towards Chu Feng.

However, Chu Feng's life was hard, and with the protection of Elder Shoumei, Elder Yang never found a chance to start.

"The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry!" Elder Shou Mei rolled his eyes, looking very calm, but in fact, his hands clutching the sword had betrayed his nervous heart.

Although he had a lot of confidence in Chu Feng's strength, in the face of such a powerful figure as Prince Jianyun, Elder Shoumei's palms were full of cold sweat.

If he is not careful, Chu Feng will die tragically in the ring.

Han Xiaoying couldn't help but take a step, a heart, and it reached her throat. It seems to jump out at any moment.

(End of chapter)