"Hiss ——"

Everyone gasped when they heard this.

Cheng Yun said this too harshly. Who in Dragon Bird City didn't know about Yan Huang's tragic experience? Although after Yan Huang left, people did criticize him for bending his knees and surrendering, but more people expressed sympathy. After all, even if you are a genius, you are powerless to fight back in the face of such a strong enemy.

What's more, now that Long Haotian has returned strongly, sweeping the Cheng family out of the house, there is a great potential to revive the Yan family. Who would dare to say more about those things?

But when people think about it, it's clear.

The Cheng family has been abused by Long Haotian recently: Cheng Hong has not recovered since his last serious injury; Cheng Yu seems to have become a haggard old man overnight; even Cheng Xuan, after being beaten by Luo Jiutian in the decisive battle and scolded by Long Haotian, he can only barely get out of bed and walk, and his will is depressed to the extreme.

It can be said that the Cheng family has been completely downtrodden, only slightly stronger than the civilians. Now their family business cannot be compared with the Lu family and the Wang family, which they looked down on in the past.

Therefore, the so-called barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, and dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. Today's Cheng Yun is completely unscrupulous.

Besides, although the words were mocking, Cheng Yun did not insult Yan Huang after all. And if Yan Huang still claims to be a martial artist, then it is up to him to solve this matter himself. If you Long Haotian forcibly intervene, it will be called crossing the line!

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Huang's body, and many people had a trace of sympathy in their eyes.

"Alas, poor Seventh Prince! Being taken away by Youyue must have suffered a great sin!"

"But isn't it, is there anything worse than being wasted in cultivation? Now, in the face of Cheng Yun's provocation, I'm afraid he can only swallow his anger, right?"

"You say, will he go to Long Haotian to vent his anger for him?"

"I don't think so! I always feel that the Seventh Prince still has his own dignity. It's just that this dignity doesn't know if it will kill him!"

............

The crowd was talking, and more was sighing.

Yan Huang snorted coldly and said, "Cheng Yun, didn't I hear that your Cheng family was swept away? What about your brother? What about that great genius sword demon Cheng Xuan? Where is he? And Ling Zun, Ling Grandfather, are they all okay?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yun's pretty face turned pale with anger.

The recent situation of the Cheng family has now become her backscale, and she is not allowed to be touched by others at all. Today on the decisive stage, there were a few unscrupulous people who whispered a few words, and they were directly beaten into wastes by Cheng Yun. So much so that the people who went into battle later didn't dare to mention even half a word about the Cheng family.

As a result, it was good for Yan Huang, not only did it mention, but it was also mentioned openly. People couldn't help but sweat for him, fearing that Cheng Yun would take Yan Huang's life if he couldn't hold it.

Although Cheng Yun was furious, he still restrained the anger in his heart. After all, he is on the decisive stage at the moment, and if he doesn't admit defeat or defeat, he can't leave casually.

Just look at her and said in an extremely contemptuous tone: "Yan Huang, do you think it's still interesting to fight this kind of war of words between you and me?"

"It's boring!" Yan Huang replied crisply. But people's hearts couldn't help but tremble, and they secretly said: "Seventh son, seventh son, you have to refrain from it!

"yes, I also think it's very boring!" Cheng Yun snorted coldly, "So the best way is to end everything on the decisive table, right?"

"I agree!" Yan Huang said and pointed to the twenty-sixth challenger who was about to take the stage, "It's a pity that there is one more in front of you, and I can only make a decision when you finish fighting, right?"

"—— Uproar"

The crowd exploded. For Yan Huang's strong self-confidence, he is becoming more and more incomprehensible. I can't help but talk about it.

Two cold glints flashed in Cheng Yun's eyes, and he stared viciously at the twenty-sixth challenger.

He was the brother of a martial artist who was disabled by Cheng Yun before, and originally came with the purpose of avenging his brother. But if you want to say that he is absolutely sure of winning, he doesn't have it. And at this moment, when his gaze met Cheng Yun's, this kid suddenly felt timid, and he had no fighting intent.

"I'll quit, I'll quit!" the man gestured in surrender with his hands held high.

It stands to reason that conceding automatically would be unfair to those who bet on a winning streak and would inevitably cause a lot of commotion.

Today, however, the crowd seemed calm. First, because they also saw that this person was by no means Cheng Yun's opponent, and the result was the same whether they were on or off, and secondly, they seemed to be more interested in the duel between Yan Huang and Cheng Yun.

Although Yan Huang now seems to have completely lost his cultivation, who dares to guarantee that he has no hidden hole cards? No one would believe that this Seventh Prince, who had finally escaped from the clutches of the Dark Moon, would be so stupid as to kill himself.

Cheng Yun saw that the man's hands were still held high, and endless disgust suddenly appeared in his heart. In her opinion, if you have no backbone, you are not worthy of being called a warrior, or even a person. So, she shouted at the man with endless contempt: "Since you have withdrawn, don't get out of here!"

"Yes! Yes, I'll get out, I'll get out!" the man shuddered with fright, and without saying a word, he hugged his head and ran away.

"Okay, he's already rolling!Yan Huang, what do you say?" Cheng Yun said coldly.

"If no one fights again, I naturally have no opinion!" Yan Huang said calmly.

"Seventh son, no one has signed up for the challenge since then. However, ......" host is still more or less towards the wilderness and wants to persuade him a few more words.

Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by Yan Huang in the middle of his words: "Since there is no one to challenge, then I will be her twenty-seventh opponent!"

After that, Yan Huang walked down the steps quite calmly with his hands behind his back and came to the place where the life and death order was signed at the edge of the decisive battle platform.

At this moment, Zhao Linyuan, the owner of the Holy Star Building, was sitting behind the desk. From the moment Yan Huang first entered, he had been carefully observing him.

Although his cultivation is not high, Zhao Linyuan's experience is quite extensive. After observing for a long time, although he still couldn't see Yan Huang's cultivation, he didn't believe that Yan Huang's cultivation was really wasted. It must be a treasure that conceals cultivation or something else. That's why he has always remained silent and hasn't stopped Yan Huang.

"Lord Zhao, it's been a long time!" Yan Huang came to the front and smiled faintly.

"Long time gone!" Zhao Linyuan looked like a businessman, accompanied by a smiling face, "Seventh Prince, do you really plan to play?"

"What's the matter? Could it be that the owner of the Zhao Mansion thinks I'm joking?" Yan Huang asked rhetorically.

"What are you doing grinding and chirping!" Cheng Yun was afraid that Yan Huang would eventually be stopped by Zhao Linyuan, so he hurriedly scolded, "Lord Zhao, everyone has said that you can fight, you can just sign a life and death order for him directly, why bother to be such a mother-in-law!"

"Heh, girl, the anger is really big!" Zhao Linyuan smiled faintly, and he didn't bother to say anything to Cheng Yun. Seeing Yan Huang's firm attitude, he no longer dissuaded him, and directly wrote down the life and death order and sent it to him. Yan Huang pressed his fingerprint without hesitation.

"Yan Huang! It's you who are looking for your own death, so don't blame others!" Watching Yan Huang step by step into the decisive battle, Cheng Yun's eyes burned with raging flames, and he once again pulled out the Qiu Shui Sword of the Cheng family.

This Qiushui Sword is owned by the successive heads of the Cheng family, in addition to being a symbol of status, it is also a fifth-order soldier, with a hundred fifth-order soldier patterns inside, and it is powerful. Originally, Cheng Yu followed the ancestor's teachings and kept it in his own hands, and he didn't even give it to Cheng Xuan.

But now, Cheng Hong's serious injuries are difficult to recover; Cheng Xuan was beaten by Long Haotian and Luo Jiutian to the point of depression; and Cheng Yu himself is like an old man with a candle in the wind because of his emaciation. The Cheng family, except for Cheng Yun, has no one available, so Cheng Yu decided to give the Qiushui Sword to Cheng Yun in advance in desperation.

In the previous twenty-five battles, there were actually several martial artists whose strength was equal to Cheng Yun. But in the end, he couldn't resist the sharpness of the Qiushui Sword, and finally failed miserably. Therefore, holding the Qiushui Sword in his hand made Cheng Yun's confidence even more explosive.

She secretly swore that she must use this sword today to cut off the head of the Yan Desolation!