The floating clouds are fluttering, the sunset is like fire, and Liu Yun's heart has also turned into a flowing wind, swinging slowly with the clouds in the sky.

There were many people on both sides of the street, and most of them were martial arts cultivators who came to join in the excitement when they heard the wind, but when Liu Yun walked by, the originally lively restaurant and tea house were all quiet.

Bai Shanhe sighed lightly, and his eyes showed a strange light.

In the box of the west restaurant, Jiang Xinyue's cold eyes also lit up, and she was full of fighting spirit.

"Good means." The man who was called Mr. He by Luo Shenyu showed excitement on his face and stroked his palm.

After a few days of not seeing him, this young martial artist from overseas has improved again, which also made Manager He more and more determined in his thoughts.

Walking from the end of the long street to Feng Yaxuan, Liu Yun didn't walk fast, but every step was the same distance, the same speed, the same weight, and it was amazing. At first, it was nothing, but gradually, as Liu Yun got closer and closer, the wonderful rhythm quietly blended into the long street outside Feng Yaxuan, and drilled into everyone's hearts. The long street seemed to be integrated with Liu Yun, building momentum for him, and after a hundred steps, everyone saw nothing else except Liu Yun.

The way of the gods can observe a hundred steps on the outside, and the monarch and ministers can be controlled on the inside.

In the human body, the mind and mind are the monarch, the facial features and limbs are all subordinates, the monarch gives orders, and the subordinates obey the orders, and there will be some delays. Liu Yun's magic trick of cultivating static reactions on the island has combined consciousness and body reaction to a very high degree, and now he has realized the Dao of the Gods, and Liu Yun's control over the body is almost subtle.

"Miss Luo!"

Walking to the gate of Feng Yaxuan, Liu Yun was not in a hurry to enter, but turned around and arched his hand towards Luo Shenyu on the third floor of the restaurant, with a sad and resolute expression, which had all the unspoken meaning.

There were sporadic cheers from the side, and Luo Shenyu's face suddenly became very ugly.

It was the first time in her life that she was used for this part. At this point, she had no choice but to wait patiently, and the best outcome was that Liu Yun and Wang Chuanjun died together, although the surname may be almost zero.

"Where is Wang Chuanjun, don't get out quickly and die!"

With Liu Yun's loud drink, the long street where Feng Yaxuan is located and the surrounding restaurants and teahouses finally became lively, with loud voices and loud cheers.

In stark contrast, Liu Yun has quietly entered a state of extreme tranquility.

A hundred steps in a radius, all living beings and all things, all subtle changes were taken into Liu Yun's mind.

Luo Shenyu Baishan River, the extraordinary couple in the west restaurant, Fengshan Li Gongzi, and Jiang Xinyue, who only appeared in memory like a glimpse, But when the person behind Jiang Xinyue came into Liu Yun's mind, the heart lake fluctuated, almost destroying the Hundred Steps God Realm.

Jiang Wenxuan, he actually came to Qi Yue!

Liu Yun calmed down the fluctuations in his heart, but he couldn't press down the strong killing intent.

At present, in Qi Yue Kingdom, in addition to the few people such as Yue Rakshasa Tang Yuchen who knows his other identity, there is also Jiang Wenxuan, who was the leader of the snake tribe with Jiang Tiger King. Jiang Xinyue's intention of bringing Jiang Wenxuan to Qi Yue couldn't be more obvious, just to find Jiang Liuyun and capture and kill him.

Liu Yun couldn't help but "look" at Jiang Wenxuan a few more times, only to see that although Jiang Wenxuan looked shocked, he covered it up in an instant, and was not noticed by Jiang Xinyue.

This Jiang Wenxuan's little ninety-nine seems to be a lot, so leave him alone for the time being.

The Liuyun Divine continued to expand, and in an instant, he probed into Feng Yaxuan. There was no guest in Feng Yaxuan today, and even the maids and servants were dismissed, and it was not until the small courtyard in Feng Yaxuan that Liu Yun "saw" his opponent this time, the first master under Feng Bo, Wang Chuanjun from Hexi. Like Lang Wuxi's description, the fifty-five-year-old Wang Chuanjun is full of gray hair, not because he doesn't know how to maintain health, but because he has turned white when he is a teenager. He was originally tall and thin, his complexion was white and red, and with this white hair, he also had a bit of fairy bones.

What made Liu Yun a little puzzled was that Wang Chuanjun was pacing back and forth in the small courtyard at this time, looking out from time to time, uneasy, and looking very anxious.

The big war is imminent, even if the opponent's cultivation is lower than his own, but after all, he is not a nameless, Wang Chuanjun not only did not prepare well, but also put on a posture of waiting for others here, what kind of game is he playing?

"Wang Chuanjun!"

"Wang Chuanjun!"

"Wang Chuanjun!"

The other protagonist didn't appear for a long time, and the people who had been waiting for a long time naturally didn't do it, and they shouted to help Liu Yun fight.

Wang Chuanjun glanced at the sky, anger flashed in his eyes, and he flicked the sleeves of his robe and walked out. He hadn't taken two steps before he stopped abruptly, hesitated for a moment and turned to walk to the dry well beside him. Taking out a fist-sized package from his arms, Wang Chuanjun flicked his wrist and gently "sent" the package into the bottom of the well, revealing his good martial arts skills with just this hand. No longer hesitated, Wang Chuanjun walked out with his hands in his hands.

The gods sank, and Liu Yun returned to reality.

When Liu Yun raised his eyes, the door of Feng Yaxuan also happened to open, and Wang Chuanjun, who was dressed in plain white linen, walked out.

After all, he was an old man in Xifang, and as soon as he appeared, a deafening cheer sounded in the crowd of onlookers, taking advantage of Liu Yun's momentum, showing Wang Chuanjun's prestige in Xifang.

"Why seek death?"

Wang Chuanjun's first sentence showed domineering, his face was full of murderous intent, and with a "bell", the gangbing hob fell heavily on the bluestone slab, and immediately won the full house.

Compared with the wind and lonely fan who died tragically under Liu Yun's palm, Wang Chuanjun is obviously more old and spicy, and he doesn't talk nonsense with Liu Yun, and directly takes advantage of the fortune to press Liu Yun.

There is really no need to say anything more between the two, Liu Yun's challenge book was passed by Lang Wu's hand, and it went viral in Xifang and even the Qijing martial arts world in one day, the content of the book was unsightly, relying on the identity of Feng Boyi's brother, Liu Yun scolded Wang Chuanjun's ancestors for eighteen generations, and even Wang Chuanjun's uncle's neighbor's did not let go. Even when Liu Yun himself saw the challenge book, he couldn't help but blush, and secretly admired Lang Wu's kung fu skills, which was simply hidden. Wang Chuanjun is also the number one person, how can he bear it when he is humiliated by Liu Yun like this, and he immediately responds to the battle.

Facing the murderous aura released by Wang Chuanjun with anger, Liu Yun twisted his body.

He is very particular about this turn, Wang Chuanjun is powerful, and he is tempted with murderous aura, if Liu Yun resists ten ** will be suppressed by Wang Chuanjun, and losing the beginning is equivalent to losing ninety percent for him. At this time, Liu Yun only exposed the side, and the angle between his arms and body was just right, like a blade, which resolved Wang Chuanjun's oppression to the greatest extent.

There were also many discerning martial arts cultivators present, and when they saw Liu Yun's posture, they knew that this battle was interesting, and they secretly applauded, and the expectations in their hearts also increased.

Inch by inch straightened his back, in the face of Wang Chuanjun's murderous aura like a flying bear, Liu Yun did not show weakness, and violently released his dragon and tiger murderous aura.

"Boom!"

The two murderous auras collided together, crushing the last touch of sunset.

The onlookers' martial arts cultivators' eyes lit up and cheered loudly, and many people showed jealousy when they looked at Liu Yun again. Wang Chuanjun can control the murderous energy, because he is over fifty years old, and there are a lot of lives at hand. And Liu Yun saw that he was less than twenty years old, but he could control the murderous spirit, and Wang Chuanjun, who was more than thirty years older than him, was equal, how could it not be amazing.

Dusk fell, and the moonlight sprinkled the long street like frost.

After a brief moment of silence, the two figures erupted at the same time, leaping towards each other.