Chapter 107: Wei Yun is unyielding

The sun is shining, the white clouds are blooming, and the aura is rich, and the environment of the Black Min Sect is very beautiful.

Squeezed into the crowd, Wang Huan saw it clearly, this is an open-air martial arts arena, surrounded by tens of thousands of people outside, the two sides are scattered like a lighting stadium, and the flat stairs go down, and below is a martial arts arena with a length and width of more than 200 meters.

Everyone sat on the stairs like this, Wang Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced around, and when he landed, his pupils constricted.

Inside, near the ring, there are more than a dozen cards, each with a different organization name written on it, among them, there is actually a Red Fire Mercenary Group.

Wang Huan stood on the periphery of the crowd and looked towards the stage, only to see a corner of the Red Fire Mercenary Regiment hanging on it, and there were several familiar figures: Yan Chengping, Wei Yun, Yao Ji and other seven or eight Chihuo Peak masters were impressively listed.

Seeing Wei Yun, Wang Huan was in a good mood, and just wanted to go over to say hello to Wei Yun, but he saw the ancestor of the Yun family and the ancestor of the Li family on the side, he killed Yun Yuze and Li Yi, this ancestor of the Yun and Li families will definitely do something to himself, for the sake of safety, Wang Huan decided to put this time aside first, and it is not too late to meet again when there will be a separate opportunity.

Between the ancestor of the Yun family and the ancestor of the Li family, there was also a middle-aged man sitting on a chair.

The middle-aged man was only in his early thirties, with thick eyebrows, a wide forehead and a straight nose, some thick lips, cheeks like knives, clear lines, no beard under the chin, and a strand of hair.

He sat upright in the chair, not tall or short, and his palms were thick and white, so casually placed on the armrests of the chair. His face is elegant, but there seems to be infinite strength up and down his body, like a cheetah ready to attack, and every inch of his muscles is full of bursting.

The middle-aged man seemed to feel that someone was looking at him, glanced at Wang Huan, nodded and chuckled, and continued to focus on the ring.

Who is this person? The ancestor of the Yun family didn't have a place to sit, but he sat so fixedly, and judging from this person's every move, Wang Huan couldn't guess the strength of the other party, only that the other party was very strong.

At this moment, in the ring, there are two young people fighting, one of the men is strong, powerful, every punch is a gust of wind, this man Wang Huan is a little familiar, but he doesn't remember it very well.

The man's opponent was a short-haired woman, the woman held a dagger, moved quickly, and felt like a female man, in the face of the opponent's attack, the female man swept her waist and swept the man to the ground with one leg.

Then he stepped on the ground and hummed: "The garbage of Beiling Mansion." ”

With that, he kicked the man out of the air.

"Beiling Mansion is this kind of garbage, and it dares to come out and embarrass people. "Someone in an organization with 'Teng Yuge' hanging on it suddenly coaxed.

"Beiling Mansion is abolished. Yue Yuange's people also sneered.

"Not only Beiling Mansion, but also the Red Fire Mercenary Regiment has one virtue and two garbage organizations. Someone from Broken Bone Mountain also followed.

Teng Yu Pavilion, Yue Yuan Pavilion, and Broken Bone Mountain The three one-star organizations seemed to be in a group, and they were taunting in the direction of Beiling Mansion and the Red Fire Mercenary Group at this time.

Wang Huan stood on the periphery, staring at everything on the stage, and for some reason, he pulled over a peripheral disciple of the Black Min Sect next to him and asked, "This brother, what's going on." ”

Seeing Wang Huan's puzzled appearance, he immediately smiled proudly and said teasingly: "These one-star organizations are divided into three factions, Teng Yu Pavilion, Yue Yuan Pavilion, and Broken Bone Mountain are the southwest faction, the Red Fire Mercenary Regiment and Beiling Mansion are the Xiling faction, and the Imperial Sword Yuan and Dao Xinghui are the Black Wood faction. ”

"Among these three factions, the southwest faction and the Xiling faction fought the most fiercely, while the Kuroki faction remained neutral. ”

"This time Guangyun City's big competition, I heard that the younger generation of the Xiling faction either died unexpectedly, or went to participate in the battle of the spirit seal, which is the battle of the spirit seal that their small role can touch, it is estimated that the young masters of Xiling all died in the battle of the spirit seal, and now the southwest faction wants to take advantage of this big competition to trample the Xiling faction on the soles of their feet, and they know it. ”

"I see. Wang Huan nodded, he understood.

In the field, the short-haired woman Brother Zeng smiled proudly, her eyes swept coldly in the team of Beiling Mansion and the Red Fire Mercenary Group, and sneered: "The Xiling faction is in decline, just this kind of one-trick goods, I am embarrassed to come to participate in the big competition, tsk, I really laughed to death." ”

"Teng Yuge's, don't be too arrogant. An elder from Beiling Mansion shouted.

"Yo, the little one can't beat it, but the old one still wants to come out? Don't forget that this is? The elders of the Black Min Sect can watch from above. An elder of Teng Yuge pointed to the referee's bench and sneered.

"Elder, I'll go up. Another young man from Beiling Mansion stepped forward.

This man was dressed in black, Wang Huan remembered that this was one of the four people who had followed Sun Xinxin to hunt down him, and his strength should be the second stage of the ninth order of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and he was almost at the level of the Spirit Seal.

The man in black looked angry, holding a long sword in his hand, and slashed at Sister Zeng.

"Another one to die, but I'm not interested in your kind of garbage. Sister Zeng, a female man, stood coldly on the competition platform, and at the same time as the other party attacked, she slowly put away the dagger, and glanced at the man who rushed up, the other party's sword was less than ten centimeters away from her.

"I don't even need a weapon against you. Sister Zeng stretched out two fingers unhurriedly, clamped the tip of the sword under the horrified gaze of everyone, and then used her hand to throw the man out of the air.

"Peng ......"

The man fell down in embarrassment, broke two bones, and was quickly carried away on a stretcher.

Sister Zeng put away the dagger, and pointed at the cadres of the Xiling faction with a bit of sneer on her face: "This is your so-called genius in Xiling, how to make it with a tofu scum, Ha Luha." ”

"Teng Yuge's, it's okay if you win, it's too much to insult people. Yan Chengping covered his stomach and said angrily.

When they were in Lujiao County, the Red Fire Mercenary Group had a hostile relationship with Beiling Mansion, but when they arrived in Guangyun City, this was a grasshopper on a rope.

"Yo, didn't you just come up with one of the Red Fire Mercenary Group, and you weren't put down by the old lady with one move, by the way, it seems that you were also on it just now, and you supported three moves, right, it turns out that the people of Xiling have supported three moves in our southwest hands, and they are already self-righteous, Ha Luha. ”

"Sister Zeng is right, Xiling is just a bunch of garbage, the one with three tricks, Ha Luha, is embarrassed to speak. ”

The disciples of the southwest faction all laughed, their faces were full of ridicule and contempt, Yan Chengping's face was red and white, but his skills were not as good as others, so he had to turn his face to the side.

Seeing this, Sister Zeng sneered: "If you tilt your head to the side, you can't admit that you are not made of tofu scum?" If you want to admit it, you can do it, you Xiling can catch me with ten moves, then I will retract what I just said." ”

Sister Zeng had twelve points of disdain on her face, these members of Xiling, none of them were spirit seal masters, they were all some ninth-order second realms, and even those who had just broken through the ninth-order, how did these people know the power of the spirit seal masters.

The Yun Family Ancestor looked anxious and hummed: "If Yun Yuze is here, how dare they be so presumptuous." ”

The ancestor of the Li family also said: "It's all to blame on that Wang Huan, if it weren't for him, now Li Yidu is still fine, how could our Chihuo Peak be suppressed by others." ”

"The two patriarchs seem to be wrong, if it weren't for your grandson's greed and wanting to be a disciple of the Heavenly Master, Brother Huan wouldn't have done anything to them, especially Yun Yuze, we still treat him as a brother and stab him in the back. Wei Yun snorted dissatisfiedly, and walked towards the competition platform step by step.

He didn't want to look at the faces of these old things, and he couldn't get used to others saying that his captain was useless, so he went on.

"Another one to die, do you think you have a few muscles that are my opponent?" Sister Zeng sneered, not taking Wei Yun in her eyes at all.

Wei Yun was expressionless, stretched out his hand and pulled out the Yanling knife, pointed at the other party and said: "Whether it is an opponent or not, the people of Qingyan Peak will never back down, remember what you said, survive ten moves, and take back what you just said." ”

His eyes were firm, and his words were sincere, not as if they were pretentious, and the middle-aged man between the two ancestors of Yun and Li clearly lit up after hearing his words, and nodded with satisfaction.

Sister Zeng was obviously stunned, but she was only stunned, and her face showed disdain again.

"Kill!" Wei Yun snorted angrily, and slashed out steadily, the Yanling knife in his hand drew a heavy arc.

Wang Huan stood on the periphery, staring at Wei Yun, nodding with satisfaction, after a few months of hard work, Wei Yun had also reached the level of the ninth order, although it was only the first realm of the ninth order, but the steady sword technique was stronger than the ordinary ninth order, but this was still not enough for the master of the spirit seal.

Sure enough, in the face of Wei Yun's momentum-ready blow, Sister Zeng was still full of disdain, stepped forward with her right foot, turned her hand into a claw, and directly clawed Wei Yun's elbow.

Bell ......

With one move, Wei Yun's right hand was discounted, and the Yanling knife fell to the ground.

However, Wei Yun did not give up, picked up the Yanling knife with his left hand, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, and said, "One move." ”

With that, he raised his knife and slashed it out.

"Ha Luha, that was a trick just now, the people in Xiling are really funny. ”

"That's it, that kind of move is also a move, okay, a move is a move, Sister Zeng will break his left hand again, see if he can hold on a few times. ”

Sister Zeng heard everyone's discussions, the smile on her face became even more proud, and her hand became a claw again, wanting to discount Wei Yun's left hand as well.

Wei Yun had suffered a loss once, but this time he was a little more clever, and when he saw the other party clasping his hand again, the blade immediately turned and slashed diagonally to the side.

Sister Zeng didn't expect that although this guy was full of muscles, his reaction was not slow, so she had to withdraw her claws, make a palm, and slap it on Wei Yun's knife.

Bang......

The palm and knife collided, and Sister Zeng didn't have anything to do, but Wei Yun was shocked back five steps, and he was a little unstable in his standing.

Wei Yun's momentum was so strong that he couldn't even catch the other party's random palm, and the difference in strength between the two was too great.

However, there was no trace of timidity in Wei Yun's eyes, and after taking a few steps back, after stabilizing his figure, he swung his knife out again with his left hand, and shouted: "It's already two moves, and now it's the third move."