Chapter Eighty-Four: Fierce Battle, Breaking the Wind

ยทโ€œ What are you doing here?"

Outside the crowd came a stunning girl, whose crisp and loud voice immediately attracted the attention of most people.

Even Yin Sheng, who was red-faced from the quarrel, and the white-haired old man and the others frowned and glanced out.

But just this glance made the white-haired old man unable to take his eyes off.

Ni Yunhan frowned slightly, as if she didn't like the attention of so many people, but because the purpose of her coming was not to care about this, Ni Yunhan walked along the crowd, and immediately many people willingly made way for her.

When she stood in front of Yin Sheng and the others, suddenly, as soon as she was short, she knelt down.

Kneel!

Everyone was shocked for a moment, but they didn't understand why the pretty girl in front of them knelt down.

Yin Sheng's eyebrows and eyes twitched, and he said in a slightly heavy tone: "Ni Yunhan, what are you doing here?"

Ni Yunhan's cold eyes couldn't see the slightest humiliation, although he knelt on the ground, he said proudly: "Yun Han made a mistake, naturally he came to atone for his sins, what kind of punishment Yun Han will not be afraid of, but there is only a strong opportunity, Yun Han will not give up if he dies." โ€

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience lost their voices, and they couldn't imagine that a girl's heart was tenacious to such a point.

Yin Sheng's face was slightly moved, and he stared at Ni Yunhan who was kneeling on the ground in a daze.

And the white-haired old man who was standing on the side and stared at Ni Yun from the beginning was even more excited at this moment, and said secretly: "This girl's talent is so outstanding, but her heart is even better, if she can be absorbed into the sect and cultivated, she will definitely be a world-famous powerhouse in the future." โ€

Just when the white-haired old man was about to speak, Yin Sheng took a step ahead and said: "Although you have made mistakes, but you sincerely repent, my imperial court will not hold on to it, you should get up first." โ€

The stubborn Ni Yunhan did not get up immediately, and insisted on bearing the punishment.

Yin Sheng was speechless for a while, not knowing how to persuade him, the white-haired old man who was in a secret hatred snorted angrily, and said: "Steward Yin, what you said is so unreasonable, the young man just now can't be punished, can you easily let this girl go, such differential treatment, doesn't it teach people to feel cold to the dignified Inner Imperial Courtyard." โ€

Yin Sheng's eyes changed suddenly, but he was annoyed that the old guy was stubbornly entangled, and he said in a very heavy tone: "Then what should the old man do?"

"I have a little idea!"

Suddenly, Wang Bei, who was standing aside, shouted.

He had been standing nearby from the beginning, but his brows had been furrowed since Ni Yunhan knelt down.

Wang Bei saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him, so he took a step forward and stood in front of Yin Sheng and the others.

"Wang Bei, what do you think? โ€

"Oh, it's very simple, it's okay to fight a game, whoever wins will enter the Imperial Courtyard. โ€

Wang Bei said quite bluntly, but everyone in the audience was speechless, and you said it lightly.

Yin Sheng's face wrinkled, and he unexpectedly felt that this was a good idea, and said, "Well, I think it's okay." โ€

Suddenly, Ni Yunhan, who was kneeling on the ground, said: "I don't fight, you do." โ€

Her watery eyes stared at Wang Bei quietly, and she let him go.

The white-haired old man suddenly shouted, "Okay, that's it, just the two of you." โ€

Everyone was stunned, and it was also unexpected that the old man was so happy, but not long after, the white-haired old man said again: "But old man, I want to add that if this little brother here wins, he will naturally enter your Inner Imperial Courtyard, but this girl, I see that she is diligent and hardworking, and it is not good for her to return in vain. โ€

Yin Sheng and the others only understood at this time that it was not that the old man had figured out and not to cause trouble, but he had taken a fancy to this girl, but he couldn't pull his head and say it directly, so he turned around and added this condition.

What's more important is to look at this situation, that Zhang Chenyang has just broken through to the extreme of heaven and man, and his cultivation is at his peak, and Wang Bei, to be honest, in the eyes of the old man, he disdains to peep at the lowly cultivation of these juniors, and he really can't look down on it, but the old man just glanced at it casually, and roughly judged that this kid's cultivation is not at all useful, I am afraid that it is not even half of Zhang Chenyang, and the white-haired old man dared to swear and say.

But in Yin Sheng's eyes, it is not so, although Wang Bei is low, but in terms of actual combat, he can rank among the top few, so Zhang Chenyang needless to say, the person who surrendered in a cowardly battle, how can he get into his eyes.

Yin Sheng's expression was solemn, and he said solemnly: "Okay, just say so according to you." โ€

Everyone got out of the way and slowly retreated, and Ni Yunhan also stood aside at this time, waiting for the battle to begin.

Zhang Chenyang walked to the middle of the venue, but his face was not very good, but he didn't expect this old man to be such a scoundrel, and when he saw a talented genius, he directly ignored him and threw him aside.

Since this is the case, he naturally can't let this old man be satisfied, others don't know his origin, maybe they will take the sentence of him under the door as a joke, but how can Zhang Chenyang not know.

Wang Bei took two steps and stood in front of Zhang Chenyang, holding the hilt of the Demon Spirit Flying Sword with his right hand, ready to draw the sword at any time.

Wang Xuan, who fights or not, is a two-person person, he can laugh in life, but he will never despise half a point in battle.

As the blade was slowly pulled out, Wang Bei's eyes became as sharp as a tiger and leopard, filled with a fierce aura.

Zhang Chenyang felt something in his heart, and suddenly felt that it was not a person standing in front of him, but a prehistoric giant crocodile, and the bursts of ferocity were as if he would be suddenly devoured if he moved for half a minute.

Zhang Chenyang frowned, the original consciousness of releasing water was gone, and he even felt that if he didn't go all out, he would definitely lose, and this feeling lingered in his heart like a spell.

Suddenly, draw your sword out of its sheath!

The cold sword light struck as fast as lightning, and even broke through the air, and there was a burst of crackling sounds.

With a bang, Zhang Chenyang's position turned into a cloud of gray mist.

Wang Bei, who rushed to kill, held the sword in a half-squatting posture, and suddenly, he sensed a trace of turbulence in the air flow, and immediately, he turned his back on the blade, and the thick sword body blocked in front of Wang Bei.

Hearing a ding, Zhang Chenyang's sword fingers pressed against the demon spirit sword with a deep cold aura.

The powerful force came out, forcing Wang Bei's soles to slide on the ground for a while.

Unloading!

He reversed the blade of the sword, so that the strength penetrated the sword body, and he immediately used the wind of the blade to simulate the taste of drawing the sword out of the sheath, and then saw that the sword suddenly lit up with a burst of spiritual light, and the sword speed was incredibly high.

This is a move that Wang Bei has improved from the comprehension of sword drawing, and achieves the effect of drawing a sword by condensing the air for a short time.

This move was self-proclaimed by him as a self-created swordsmanship fast swordsmanship, although it can't be used without the supernatural special effects of the demon spirit flying sword, but it can also be regarded as an extremely outstanding move, which can basically allow him to catch up with those martial artists of the same level whose speed is much faster than him.

The magic of the Wind Breaker is that it can be used to kill continuously.

I saw Wang Bei turn into a blast wind, rushing back and forth like a few rays of light, and every time he passed by Zhang Chenyang, an explosion sounded, and five moves came out in a row, and the instantaneous momentum was terrifying, like a firework.

Wang Bei held on to the sword and soothed his breath, although this wind-breaking style is easy to use, but the demon spirit flying sword can't be so unrestricted to exert light spirit characteristics, basically it will enter the cooldown for a short time after five times in a row, and wait for a few minutes before continuing to use, of course, there will be no cooling when used at intervals.