Although Ye Sangyu repelled Chen Jun for a while, she was obviously still a little scared, and she couldn't help but think of Li Mengzhou in her heart, which was in the absence of a sense of security, and she subconsciously wanted to find a place to rely on.

She didn't know why she thought of Li Mengzhou at the first time, maybe she only knew Li Mengzhou alone in Huacheng, or maybe it was something else, but in a state of emotional tension, she couldn't think about things, and all her thoughts and actions were subconscious.

Chen Jun swept towards the window again, his energy filled his body, forming a layer of defense, with his martial arts eight-rank realm, even if he faced a nine-rank master, he would not be powerless.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looking at the trace of panic on Ye Sangyu's pale little face, he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, and even quickened his speed, approaching the window on the second floor of the inn in an instant.

In the dead of night, the entire street was empty, and naturally no one would find that Chen Jun, a fierce tiger, was about to pounce on Ye Sangyu, a weak and pitiful little rabbit.

There is a plane tree outside the inn, at the corner of the laneway, not far from the window on the second floor.

The leaves are slightly yellowish, swaying in the breeze, and a few fall from time to time.

In particular, the strong wind brought by Chen Jun's rapidly swept figure made the plane tree flutter and fall leaves like snow.

This is a common thing.

However, strange images also happened.

The fallen leaves of the sycamore suddenly went in the direction of the wind, as if they were being pulled by something, and the green and yellow colors seemed to be dyed in the night sky.

If there is an accident, there will inevitably be force majeure factors, and the fallen leaves of the sycamore seem to be manipulated by people, or they want to act against the sky and break the laws of nature.

Forming a long dragon in mid-air, the sound of the clattering was like a firecracker, and the fallen leaves of the sycamore covered the inn within dozens of meters.

It's a beautiful picture.

If a fairy steps on the sycamore and falls, there is no sense of disobedience when she dances during the period.

But for Chen Jun, it's not beautiful at all.

Because he found that the fallen leaves of the sycamore trees were surging towards him, and the strength of his whole body was affected, and there were faint signs of collapse.

The space was disturbed, forcing Chen Jun's body to retreat.

The fallen leaves of the sycamore swept the package towards Chen Jun, as if to block all his retreats.

And the strange thing is that these fallen leaves have become extremely sharp, and if they accidentally cross the face, there is a tingling pain, and when they reach out to touch, they are bloodstained.

"What is this?!"

Chen Jun was shocked and puzzled.

Although the supreme martial arts can hurt people by picking leaves, he has never seen the picture in front of him, just by hearing about it, the one who can do this must be a strong martial arts master.

But the martial arts master powerhouse has no way to control the fallen leaves like this, as if these fallen leaves of the sycamore are their own arms, which can be stretched and changed at will.

He didn't notice the girl standing in the inn window, Ye Sangyu's face was even paler at this moment, she was staring at Chen Jun tightly, and her right index finger was shaking from time to time.

There was an invisible silver light flowing around her, and if Li Mengzhou was here, he would definitely be able to quickly recognize that it was the embodiment of the aura of heaven and earth that only cultivators could touch.

Although Li Mengzhou had no way to visualize the aura of heaven and earth, he had already been in contact with it many times.

Although Ye Sangyu was using the aura of heaven and earth to control the direction of the fallen leaves, and even made the fallen leaves of the sycamore have the sharpness of killing the enemy, her physical strength and spirit were obviously not easy to read, and her face was already pale and bloodless.

Chen Jun was frantically attacking the surging fallen leaves of the sycamore, and his green robe was cut by the fallen leaves like tattered and could not cover his body, and the exposed skin was full of bloodstains, so it was not miserable.

His heart is panicked, and facing the unknown is an inevitable way to manifest it.

His martial arts talent is very high, otherwise he would not be accepted as a disciple by a strong grandmaster, and he even advanced to the eighth-rank realm at the age of nineteen, and he can even have the power to fight with the nine-rank martial artist.

So he was proud, and the pride became arrogant to the extreme, and gradually began to look at everything.

He has super strength and the strongest background in the rivers and lakes, and he thinks that he should be an invincible existence.

But now his perception seemed to be about to be broken.

He didn't even know who the enemy was, and he was already cornered.

He knew very well in his heart that in this flower city, except for Liu Qingsong, there could be no second martial arts master, and because of this, he felt even more scared, because he didn't know what he was facing.

Maybe he would faintly think about it from the side of a cultivator, but he didn't dare to believe it.

What's more, cultivators can't kill ordinary people, even if it's a martial artist, otherwise they will be arrested by the court organization, and only the strong martial arts masters can barely get on the stage of cultivators.

Qi Jin blasted away a large area of fallen sycamore leaves, allowing his eyes to see more things.

Then, he saw Ye Sangyu standing in the window, and also saw her gestures.

With the gesture of Ye Sangyu, the fallen leaves of the sycamore are also changing.

At this moment, he suddenly realized.

But more than that, it's terrified.

If this sycamore leaf is controlled by Ye Sangyu, then her identity is nothing more than two, a martial arts master and a cultivator.

Either way, it can't be something that Chen Jun can handle.

His eyes widened in disbelief, he couldn't imagine that this seemingly weak girl would actually be a martial arts master powerhouse, or even a cultivator!

The Grandmaster Realm is the pinnacle of martial arts, and no matter how high the talent is, it is impossible to reach it in a teenager, so the identity of a cultivator is more inclined to Ye Sangyu.

But it's only going to be more terrifying.

Chen Jun began to regret that he was idle and had nothing to do to provoke this girl, and now he was afraid that he would be dead.

Even if he is a member of the Grandmaster Alliance, and there is a master of a martial arts grandmaster, in the eyes of cultivators, he is just a dusty existence.

Mo said that he was a monk who had been baptized by Amaterasu, and even a cultivator in the initial realm visualization stage could kill dozens of him at will.

Chen Jun had already given up resistance, and his face was gloomy.

He was very unwilling.

He didn't come to Huacheng to die, the first time he left the master's side, he was going to face death, which seemed a bit too unlucky.

But compared to regretting, he resented Ye Sangyu even more, you are a cultivator, you said it earlier, pretending to be weak, it is really hateful.

He even thought that if he was given another chance, there would definitely be no nonsense, and killing a cultivator with the eight-rank martial arts realm would definitely be a feat that could be famous all over the world.

And I don't know if Daotian heard his wish, the fallen leaves of the sycamore that swept around him suddenly disappeared without a trace, accompanied by a gust of wind, and the fallen leaves of the sycamore were blown down to the corner of the wall.

The sudden survival of the desperate situation made Chen Jun have no time to react, and looked at the front sluggishly.

There are sycamore fallen leaves floating to the window on the second floor, many homeopathic into the house, Ye Sangyu snorted, beads of sweat rolled down her pretty face, as if she collapsed in an instant, her arms supported the window edge, and her body trembled slightly.

Ye Sangyu looked at Chen Jun, who was stunned, with a trace of despair in his eyes.

She couldn't bear to hurt others, although this was a very important point, but it was more because her body was not enough for her to use the aura of heaven and earth like this.

She couldn't exert any strength now, and even breathing was starting to have some difficulty.

Chen Jun finally came back to his senses, he quickly found out that Ye Sangyu was in a very bad state at the moment, and his joy was difficult to hide, and he couldn't help but laugh a few times.

"Heaven will not kill me!"

"It seems that even if you are a cultivator, you should only be in the stage of visualization, and I am afraid that you are the weakest cultivator in the world. You can't kill me. ”

Arrogance returned to Chen Jun, and the expression of fear at the beginning made him reluctant to think about it, which must be the biggest shame in his life.

Now that the peak has turned, the initiative is back in his hands again.

Chen Jun stared at Ye Sangyu coldly.

Cultivators can't kill ordinary people, this is one of the laws of Jiang Kingdom, and it's a very heavy rule.

Chen Jun seemed to be holding the gold medal of avoiding death, and Ye Sangyu seemed to have no ability to resist, so such a weak cultivator really couldn't pose any threat.

Cultivators can't kill people in the city, but no one can control them in the wilderness.

Although the rules are there, someone must also see that if it is in a deserted land and a cultivator wants to kill someone, who can know?

Even if this is not a wilderness, Ye Sangyu no longer wants to kill, but he has no ability to kill.

Perhaps Ye Sangyu is the weakest cultivator, but as long as he is a cultivator, he is not comparable to ordinary martial artists.

Although Chen Jun couldn't figure out the problem here, this was undoubtedly his chance to fight back against his opponent.

As everyone knows, this scene was seen by another person.

Li Mengzhou was worried about Ye Sangyu's safety, so he gave up pursuing Liu Qingsong, but he saw a picture that made him stunned.

Ye Sangyu actually suppressed Chen Jun for a time.

Even Li Mengzhou felt that Ye Sangyu's strength was half a point stronger, he could directly kill Chen Jun.

Of course, Ye Sangyu's weakness was not pretended, and the use of heaven and earth aura would consume physical strength and spirit, especially for primordial realm cultivators.

Although Li Mengzhou didn't know what stage of Ye Sangyu's cultivation she was in, her weak physique did not allow her to control the aura of heaven and earth freely, which formed a drawback, resulting in the destruction of the winning situation due to physical exhaustion.

But there is one thing Li Mengzhou really can't understand, although the use of heaven and earth aura will consume physical strength and energy, but it is not so exaggerated, in addition to the excessive use of power that he cannot control, the most common is to just visualize the aura of heaven and earth, in an unfamiliar situation, it will consume a lot of unnecessary physical strength and spirit.

As cultivators become more familiar with the aura of heaven and earth, especially after the opening of the sea of qi, this phenomenon will basically no longer appear.

Therefore, Li Mengzhou can basically infer that Ye Sangyu is only a cultivator in the visualization stage.

But seeing Ye Sangyu's arms supporting the window and staggering, it seemed that the situation was even more serious.

Ye Sangyu had always denied that she was a cultivator before, although the initial realm visualization was indeed not a real monk, but it seemed that the door to cultivation had been opened, and Li Mengzhou couldn't figure out the specific problem for a while.

Seeing Chen Jun walking towards Ye Sangyu again, Li Mengzhou knew that now was not the time to think nonsense.

Ye Sangyu has no ability to resist, and his life will be in danger at any time.

Watching Chen Jun approach step by step, Ye Sangyu's breathing was a little heavy, she was a little helpless, dumbfounded, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Chen Jun had a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and with the victory in hand, his thoughts began to come alive.

He had played with quite a few women, but he had never come into contact with a cultivator, let alone a female monk.

It's exciting to think about.

It was almost a pie-in-the-sky thing, and it happened to hit him on the head.

I thought I was going to die, but I didn't think about it, but I picked up a big bargain.