"Right now! Instantly! Self-abandonment, kneeling and being tied up, I can let you live a little longer, otherwise, when I do it, I will make you regret being born in the world! ”

As he spoke, a powerful aura rose violently on Zhang Yun's body, swept out, and his already strong and tall body gave people a strong sense of oppression at this time, which was daunting.

A word landed, and the scene was silent!

Everyone looked at Chu Yan in unison, and in their eyes, all kinds of complicated expressions flashed, the most of which were drama and blood!

Ling Tianzong... It seems to be infighting!

Although the disciples of the Fire Xuan Sect and the Snow Moon Pavilion who were present were very happy to see Ling Tianzong fight on his own, whether it was a battle for treasures or a battle between the three major sects, it was undoubtedly a good thing.

However, when they saw that Chu Yan was alone, armed with a single sword, he seemed to be ready to fight against the rest of the twenty-odd fellow disciples with the strength of one person.

With this kind of strength comparison, there is no need to guess, Chu Yan's fall is only a matter of time, and it can't cause much damage to the Ling Tianzong team led by Zhang Yun.

This... It's a bit of a pity!

Therefore, in the end, this infighting in Ling Tianzong, in the eyes of the remaining Fire Xuan Sect and Snow Moon Pavilion disciples, should be just an episode before the start of a big battle, nothing more.

At this time, the focus of everyone's attention, the black-robed young man, moved.

After hearing Zhang Yun's words, Chu Yan smiled indifferently, raised his feet, and walked towards Zhang Yun slowly.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yun, who was burly and rough as a demon beast, grinned and smiled.

In his opinion, as long as Chu Yan didn't run away, the rest of the things would be easy to do, not to mention that there were more than twenty Heaven Elite disciples on his side, with his cultivation at the peak of the eightfold peak of the Innate Realm, would it be much more difficult to kill a Chu Yan who was an outer disciple a few days ago than killing a chicken?

What he couldn't understand was why the eldest brother Morey, for this son, even offered a reward of three innate spirit treasures, is it necessary?

Between the surging thoughts, Zhang Yun's face became more and more arrogant, and his eyes were full of contempt and disdain to look at Chu Yan who was walking step by step.

Although his cultivation was at the bottom of the "Four Heroes of the Inner Gate", in the entire Ling Tianzong, under the Nine Heavens of the Innate Realm, he had never met an opponent, and he was known as invincible at the same level.

An ordinary innate realm eightfold cultivator of the same level, he could almost crush it strongly.

Soon, Chu Yan walked in front of Zhang Yun, with a sneer on his face, his eyes were like ice, he smiled contemptuously, and slowly spoke

"White... Silly! ”

Chu Yan's two words landed, and everyone was on the same page at the same time.

Nearly 100 expressions of drama and abuse that were originally staring at Chu Yan were suddenly stunned, and all of them changed rapidly.

When they looked at Chu Yan again, their eyes were full of the same meaning, like... Looking at fools!

If this black-robed young man, when facing more than twenty disciples of Ling Tian Sect's inner sect, not only was he not afraid and did not run away, but instead he made provocative remarks, it was not because he was a fool, it could also be another reason.

This man... It's a madman!

After everyone heard Chu Yan's provocative words, they all turned their eyes to Zhang Yun.

And in their eyes, Zhang Yun at this time, his face was flushed, his eyebrows were shaking, the horizontal flesh on his face was constantly trembling, and his strong chest muscles were violently undulating, indicating that Zhang Yun was now on the verge of anger and explosion.

In Zhang Yun's heart, a flame had burst out at the right moment, erupting like a volcano, and the raging anger had already made him furious.

"Chu Yan, you... Look for death! ”

Under a roar, Zhang Yun raised his huge fist and suddenly punched out.

This punch, at the same time as Zhang Yun raised his fist, with his body as the center, within a radius of ten steps, a violent wind suddenly rose, and all the air surged towards his fist at the same time, as if it was sucked by a huge gravitational force, and it was as if Zhang Yun's fist had become the eye of the storm, swallowing and condensing all the violent winds.

Rumble!

When Zhang Yun's fist contracted to the extreme and smashed out, a fist force compressed to the limit turned into a huge black fist mark, and with a noisy momentum, it burst out towards Chu Yan.

Gathering momentum!?

Among the more than 100 people present, several of them had a sudden change in their faces, and their hearts were shocked.

Zhang Yun's punch seems to be casual, but in fact, it is not trivial, it actually uses the "potential" in the artistic conception of boxing, and a punch is blasted out, with a trace of the power of heaven and earth, the momentum of nature, as if it can destroy everything.

Moreover, Zhang Yun's use of boxing "potential" has obviously reached the realm of perfection, and he can be sent out casually, and there is no need to prepare at all.

The realm of boxing perfection!?

The punch in front of him slammed in, Chu Yan's pupils shrank, and he was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, this Zhang Yun actually cultivated his boxing technique to the realm of Dacheng, and he also comprehended the "potential" of boxing, and his strength was many times stronger than that of martial artists of the same level!

But... So what?

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next moment, around Chu Yan's body, countless sword intent winds swept out, surging out, instantly forming more than a dozen one-person high tornadoes that were sharp and fierce to the extreme, countless sword qi were bright, and in these wind scrolls, the cold light shone.

The Haotian Sword in his hand trembled lightly, making a sound of a sword piercing the sky, and at the same time, among the hundreds of people at the scene, all the sword-wielding people trembled lightly, and at the same time there were bursts of loud sword roars.

At this moment, the sharp aura on the black-robed young man in everyone's eyes continued to rise, and to everyone's consternation, his sharp aura seemed to be endless, crazy ascension, as if there was no end.

The sharp and fierce qi soared into the sky, shooting straight into the nine heavens, and Chu Yan's standing posture seemed to slowly turn into a peerless divine sword, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

Man and sword in one!

The sword intent of the Great Perfection of the people of the sword unity realm!

At this time, facing the sword intent in the sky, Chu Yan slowly closed his eyes, and the moment he closed his eyes, several long swords appeared in front of him, behind him, on the left and right sides of his body, and above his head, and began to dance slowly...

Draw the sword!

The sword roared lightly, and under the thought, the sword speed reached the extreme, and it slashed forward, as if the waning moon broke through the sky.

Bright Sword Pose!

A sword flashed, like a rushing stream, and it was like a thousand rivers returning to the sea, the sword light was dazzling, and the sword roared through the ears!

Ascending Sword Pose!

The long sword flashed dazzlingly, soaring in the air, the sword in hand, stirring the sky, and absorbing the wind and clouds!

Slashing Sword Style!

A sword fell, there was no slightest hindrance, the body shuttled, the long sword was like a dragon soaring in the clouds, the sword qi was chaotic, one seemed to be the water of the nine heavens poured, and the incomparably strong power was like a huge wave!

Exploding Sword Style!

The sword is like a tide, the sword light returns, the sword gas turns into a red light, the sword roar is earth-shattering, a sword pierces out, the spark explodes into the air, and a trace of scorching breath pervades!

…..

Several long swords surrounded Chu Yan, constantly swinging the moves of the Thirteen Swords of Thunder...

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes slowly widened, and shock and horror continued to appear on their faces, getting thicker and thicker.

"It's... This is the Great Perfection Realm of Sword Intent!? ”

Such a sentence flashed in everyone's minds, but they couldn't believe it, and suddenly all kinds of complicated expressions turned into shock, and they stared at the black-robed young man not far away in shock.

It was like a figure like a world-destroying sword under the sky!