Ye Yun only felt that this battle was hearty with Huowang, and Huowang's cultivation was not only strong, but also very cooperative with Ye Yun.

The two did not have the intention of competing for fame and fortune, but were really fighting. Ye Yun is confirming his comprehension, and Huo Wang is constantly improving his comprehension of the way of fire.

All the disciples in the audience only felt shocked, the combat power of the two powerful Dao Master Realm ninth-order peaks was probably really comparable to the disciples of the second order of the Dao Sect Realm.

What's even more amazing is the powerful physical body of the two, you must know that the cultivator pays attention to the cultivation of Dao power and the realization of the realm, but no one will spend time on cultivating the physical body, just like the martial arts of the Bawumen focuses on the tempering of the physical body, but cannot take into account the perception of the Dao.

The two of them fought for half an hour, and finally saw Huo Wang accept the recruitment, and arched his hand: "Senior Brother Ye is really powerful, in today's battle, Huo Mou has benefited a lot, and he is willing to bow down!"

The disciples of the Tianyun Sect were in an uproar, they didn't expect that the two of them would fight evenly between the top and bottom, and no one would show a real killing move to fight the winner, which was a bit regrettable.

Huo Wang said calmly: "Victory is victory, defeat is defeat." Huo knew that he was doing his best, I would not be Senior Brother Ye's opponent, it was better to save some time, you and I would go to the audience early to drink. ”

Ye Yun smiled dumbly, this Huowang's temper is straightforward, and he is definitely an open-minded person. He nodded immediately and said, "Senior Brother Huo is reasonable, and the junior brother has accepted it!"

Huo Wang smiled indifferently, and his figure flashed next to the three few people who laughed, and sat down cross-legged without saying a word, closing his eyes and calming down, as if he wanted to digest the perception of the battle as soon as possible.

Ye Yun sighed helplessly in his heart, Huo Wang did not smile, he was silent on weekdays, but when it came to cultivation and fighting, he was definitely an out-and-out madman.

Just as he was about to go down, a voice thought of it lightly and heavily, "[Milk] stinky boy is just a waste of time on stage, the competition is to win or lose, not let us watch your juggling of fists and legs below!"

The audience was silent, I didn't expect that at this time, someone would dare to speak sarcastically. Everyone's eyes followed the sound and fell on one person.

"White-clothed disciple Wang Lin!" Some of the disciples who knew him immediately let out a low cry and blurted out.

"Why would he be sarcastic about Ye Yun?" someone among the disciples of the Tianyun Sect asked in a low voice.

"How ignorant do you say, don't you understand that there is another meaning for my Tianyun Sect's disciples who are divided into seven colors of clothes?" another disciple said in a low voice.

"This senior brother also asks for advice!" Apparently this made him very curious.

"The seven colors represent the cultivation of the seven realms, also in the Tianyun Sect, this belongs to the seven different forces, and the annual meeting every year can also be said to be selecting senior brothers for the seven types of disciples!

His words could naturally be heard with Ye Yun's cultivation, and he couldn't help but be stunned, "Senior brother of the Dao Master Realm?"

Ye Yun couldn't help crying and laughing, he had only joined the Tianyun Sect for more than a year, and most of the time he had spent more than a year had spent time outside, and it was the first time he had heard of such a rule for the Tianyun Sect. However, he was not interested in the identity of this senior brother, and for him at all times, the most important thing was to improve his cultivation. At his current rate, it was not possible to become a Dao Sect.

The cultivation of the second order of the Dao Sect Realm, Ye Yun naturally would not look at it, if there was really someone who could not open his eyes and wanted to provoke himself, he would definitely not tolerate it. If the other party wants his life, then he will not be relentless.

Strength, cultivation, this is what Ye Yun has always wanted. And now he is no longer the waste that people looked down on at the beginning, he can use the sword in his hand to fight with others, and use his fists to break all bullying.

Ye Yun didn't care about the other party, and walked off the stage calmly. didn't even look at each other, so he came to sit down next to Xiao Sanshao.

Wang Lin's face changed, he didn't expect that with his cultivation, he would be ignored by Ye Yun. This was undoubtedly a shame for him, who was high up and arrogant, and let him slap him hard in front of the disciples of the Dao Sect Realm, in front of the high-level of the Tianyun Sect, and in front of all the disciples.

"Bastard! This seat is also your senior brother, and he is so rude when he talks to you! Hasn't your master taught you etiquette?" The previous sentence, the disciples of the Tianyun Sect, regarded it as his angry words, but the latter sentence suddenly made the disciples of the Tianyun Sect look at each other.

You must know that now in the Tianyun Sect, the blue-clothed, green-clothed, black-clothed, and red-clothed disciples all know that Ye Yun's master is Yu Tian, the law enforcement elder of the Dao King Realm. Only the white-clothed disciples and gold-clothed disciples who had always had their own spiritual mountains did not know what was happening in the sect.

Wang Lin accused Ye Yun in front of the disciples of the Tianyun Sect, and even insulted his master, he was really not afraid of the ignorant. Thinking about it, if he knew that his words had offended the law enforcement elders of the sect, he would probably regret it.

Ye Yun is affectionate, and he cares about the people he cares about. For Yu Tian, the newly recognized master, after the previous few things, Ye Yun has undoubtedly regarded Yu Tian as his real master, and now someone has insulted him, and even humiliated his master.

"Boom!" Although Ye Yun is extremely low-key on weekdays, it does not mean that he is a timid person. When the cultivation is low, he naturally chooses to swallow his anger, just to survive. But his current cultivation can already kill a Dao Sect cultivator, and for a Dao Sect Realm second-order cultivator, he really doesn't pay attention to it.

What's more, Ye Yun had experienced the bloodshed and cruelty of the War Demon Plain, and with his calm character, he had already killed a decisive temper, so he made a move that no one expected.

His breath moved, and instantly condensed into a blood-red long sword, slashing fiercely at Wang Lin in front of him. He was only fifty steps away from Wang Lin, and this distance was just like what was in front of him for a cultivator.

The blood-red long sword was condensed by Ye Yun with killing aura, and in terms of power, it may be much smaller than the real divine weapon, but it is better than the surprise.

No one thought that Ye Yun didn't say hello, and on such a special day as the annual meeting, he would dare to do something to his peers.

Feeling the murderous aura coming to his face, Wang Lin, who had always looked proud, suddenly changed his face, he didn't think how powerful this sword was, but the other party's actions, he didn't put himself in his eyes at all, this was complete contempt!