Feeling the unparalleled power, Jun Hanyun's eyes were full of fighting intent, staring straight at the proud young man in front of him. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said softly: "Such a strong force, such a power, even compared to low-level martial artists, I'm afraid it is not too much......"

Ignoring Jun Hanyun's light sigh, in the ring, Xiao Yu slowly closed his eyes. After exhaling a deep breath of turbid breath in his chest, his eyes suddenly opened, and in the dark pupils, a touch of essence light flashed out. Like a divine soldier coming to the world, the meaning of sharp bursting was also on Xiao Yu's body, and it began to slowly condense out.

Around Xiao Yu's body, the Xuan Qi seemed to be constantly flipping and moving in an extremely mysterious way, converging towards Xiao Yu. After staying for a while, the Xuan Qi gathered around Xiao Yu was even more condensed and concise......

"This guy actually broke through in battle?"

On the white jade chair, Jun Canghai's face flashed with surprise, and his eyes looking at Xiao Yu were also filled with disbelief. With his strength, he could naturally easily see Xiao Yu's current Xuanqi cultivation.

"One-star martial arts pinnacle!"

Looking at Xiao Yu's figure, Jun Canghai couldn't help but murmur. Looking at Xiao Yu's gaze, the essence was scorching, and a sense of admiration was thrown out without hesitation.

Seeing Xiao Yu's soaring Xuan Qi cultivation, Jun Hanyun's eyes also flashed with a hint of shock.

With the strength of a one-star martial artist, competing with a martial artist-level powerhouse is already terrifying in itself. And under this strong attack, he can even break through with the help of pressure, this talent can already be called a demon!

Jun Han Yunlian's steps leaned slightly, and in the jade hand, a small cold jade sword suddenly appeared. A faint silver-white light shimmered on it. Unexpectedly, the surrounding Xuan Qi was condensed into a faint little wind roll, the wind rolled endlessly, and between the telescopic spitting, a chill also burst out.

Faced with Jun Hanyun's majesty, Xiao Yu sighed slowly, and the huge blood-red giant sword that was diagonally inserted behind his back was slowly taken down.

The face was light and indifferent, the blood sword in his hand was slowly oblique, but it was never unsheathed, and the entire sword body was like an Optimus Pillar that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

His eyes shot straight at the beautiful girl in front of him, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, and his tone was extremely cold: "In the battle with you, my blood sword will not be unsheathed." My sword, out, will be stained with blood!"

The boy's voice was slight, but unusually serious. It seems that what has just been said will never go against the ordinary. However, everyone present did not listen to Xiao Yu's words, a one-star martial artist, when facing a martial artist-level powerhouse, he said these words, and they only had a sense of arrogance in their hearts.

However, the old men who were lazily sitting on the white jade chair suddenly froze when Xiao Yu said this, and then it became a little complicated and difficult to understand. The firmness in Xiao Yu's eyes, as well as the incomprehensible violence hidden in the depths of that firm gaze, did not hide from their eyes at all.

"This boy is telling the truth!"

In my heart, I coincidentally had such a thought, and then I looked at each other, and almost at the same time found an indescribable look of surprise in the eyes of the other party.

"Such a murderous aura, although it is very deeply hidden, however, once it breaks out, it is violent and ferocious...... Is this young man really a demon?"

In the eyes of these old men of the Jun family, a solemn meaning invariably flashed. Everything Xiao Yu showed was too demonic. Whether it is the heart, understanding, or even ruthlessness, it is the best choice. Even these old guys in the Jun family can't help but have a heart of love.

"After this competition, no matter whether you win or lose, this little guy must be teaching each other...... It would be a pity to bury such a talent!"

These old men's eyes narrowed slightly, and then they looked at their companions, and in their eyes, they couldn't help but smile at each other after discovering such a gaze. Immediately, they focused their eyes on the field again, and they all wanted to know how this teenager, who had already created miracles many times, could perform this time.

With the condensation of the mysterious qi around the two of them, the originally noisy square fell into silence again. Slowly throwing away the speculation in his heart, everyone's eyes were a little complicated.

None of them would have thought that the third young master of the Xiao family, who was still a waste three months ago, would be able to stand in front of them with such a high-spirited posture today.

Jun Hanyun's eyes were like clear water, a slight fluctuation flashed up, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and his gaze at Xiao Yu also became quite complicated: "Today, you have created too many miracles. However, next, I will let you know what is the true strength of a martial arts powerhouse!"

"That's it!"

With a slight sigh, Jun Hanyun's toes touched the ground, and her body was like a hundred flowers in the autumn wind, fluttering and flickering. In an instant, the body shape changed into hundreds of thousands, like colorful butterflies, fluttering. However, between the movement of the body, a majestic Xuan Qi suddenly slashed out horizontally, and the sharpness was unparalleled!

Flowers are in the wrong step!

Jun Hanyun's flat voice also came from the hundreds of thousands of figures. Immediately, the figure suddenly moved, fluttering, and seemed to be unfocused. However, the subtle sound of air crackling resounded all around Jun Hanyun's body. The sharp qi around the body actually cut through the air, producing the sound of air explosion!

Stepping on such footwork, the jade sword in Jun Hanyun's hand swept sideways, like lightning speed, and pointed straight towards Xiao Yan's shoulder. The extremely sharp force brought up a scorching wind, and from afar, Xiao Yu faintly felt a tingling feeling.

"Hundred Flowers are wrong? This is not the Yellow Rank Elite-level Body Technique Mystery Technique rewarded by the family, Yun'er has successfully cultivated it so quickly?"

Outside the field, Jun's worry-free face was already full of surprise. The Yellow Rank elite-level Xuan Technique, the difficulty of cultivation can be imagined. However, in just over the next month, Jun Hanyun was able to cultivate it to a small level, such a talent is worthy of heavenly resources!

And the eyes of those who watched the battle were also pulled away by Jun Hanyun's footwork like a hundred flowers blooming. Such a subtle and mysterious footwork was displayed by Jun Hanyun, which added a unique beauty and rhythm.

"This kid is so arrogant, in the face of such mysterious footwork, he will definitely suffer a big loss!"

"Jun Hanyun is worthy of being the first person of the younger generation, such a mysterious footwork, he can successfully cultivate it in just over a month...... Such a talent is really amazing!"

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"The sword bearer has his own sword heart! footwork, free heart, you look down on me, such footwork, can't stop me!"

Xiao Yu's eyes were flat, however, the battle intent in his eyes also flashed out in the next moment. The blood sword in his hand was not unsheathed, like a huge piece of meteoric iron, hanging low, constantly rubbing on the bluestone slab, and it actually brought a long series of bursting sparks.

The blood sword in his hand is like a crimson giant hammer at this moment, thick and mighty, like a huge mountain falling from the sky. However, the unparalleled domineering spirit contained in it is enough to shock the hearts of others. With this huge force, the corners of Xiao Yu's mouth grinned, and then he smashed down towards the top of Jun Hanyun's head!

Above the blood sword, a huge force, like a volcanic eruption, burst out majestically. The bluestone slab on which Xiao Yu stood had been centered on Xiao Yu, and it had cracked into powder inch by inch! All of a sudden, around Xiao Yu, it seemed to form a mysterious storm tornado, scraping away the surrounding smoke, dust, and sand.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Jun Hanyun's body was like a butterfly with folded wings, slowly falling from mid-air.

"How is that possible?"

Among the audience, bursts of exclamations have erupted. How could the younger generation of the Eight Clans be defeated by someone with one blow?

Compared with these audiences, those old guys of the Jun family are extremely indifferent. Although I was surprised by Xiao Yu's violent sword just now. However, they also know Jun Hanyun's strength. If he was defeated so easily, the first person of this young generation would really be a bit too undeserved!