The young monks gathered on the third floor were not optimistic about Yun Ming, thinking that if he accepted Legger's challenge, he would only bring humiliation on himself, and he would only be humiliated. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, everyone was happy to see him humiliated and looked forward to what was next.

Yun Ming walked out of Jinhua Tower, came into the air, and stood indifferently in mid-air, waiting for the column to come.

Lieger was not stunned, he also walked out, walked in the air, and came to Yun Ming, more than ten meters away from each other, and confronted each other coldly.

When the monks on the first and second floors heard that someone was going to compete, they were all curious, and with the mentality of watching the excitement, they walked out of the attic and watched the excitement in the sky.

Everyone below thinks that if Yun Ming and Liejie fight, there is only one result, that is, Yun Ming is defeated by Liejie without the slightest suspense.

"I hope you're a little bit more capable, or I'll break your legs and throw you out of the air. Leger looked at Yun Ming and said coldly, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a playful smile.

"Then give it a try!" Yun Ming responded coldly, not shocked, without the slightest panic, let alone jealousy.

As the words fell, he had already taken action, rushing forward, closing in on Leje.

"Weeping Cloud Palm!"

Yun Ming was not polite, and immediately used his powerful spiritual power, exerted powerful martial arts, and quickly attacked Liejie.

The cloud qi churned, and as his right palm slapped out, it immediately condensed into a huge palm print, with a scale of ten meters, and blasted towards Liejie, covering the air in front of him, looking shocking, and there was no place to dodge.

Facing the cloud qi palm print that slammed over and covered the space, Liejie's eyes widened, and his heart was shocked, he didn't expect Yun Ming's attack to be so rapid.

From the time he saw Yun Ming, Liejie sensed that the other party's cultivation was nothing more than a void, so as to infer Yun Ming's identity and background.

In Liejie's opinion, Yun Ming will not have a strong background, his family power will not be very powerful, and the martial arts he cultivates will naturally not be very strong.

It was precisely because of this speculation that Lieger settled on Yun Ming, feeling that as long as he did it himself, he could easily defeat him without spending much effort.

However, the strength shown by Yun Ming was completely beyond Liejie's expectations.

Although Lie Jie is the young master of the Lie family, he is not the one who is most valued, and the martial arts that can be cultivated now are not very powerful, and the life-saving means are only ground-level low-level martial arts.

Now, the martial arts that Yun Ming has displayed are directly at the middle level of the ground level, how can he not be surprised.

Although Leger was surprised in his heart, he didn't want to be defeated like this, otherwise he would be the one who would lose face.

He stepped back, pulling a little distance, quickly using his spiritual power and unleashing his martial arts against the weeping cloud palm that slapped past.

"Gale Palm!"

Liejie also used a palm technique, pulling the majestic spiritual power, and slammed it forward, fighting against the huge cloud qi palm print.

The spiritual power churned, and a violent wind was generated, constantly writhing, cutting through the surrounding space, forming many wind blades, and quickly slashing towards Yunming.

The palm prints he struck were not the key, the key was the countless wind blades that followed the past, which were the most difficult to deal with.

Yun Ming didn't pause, he still rushed forward and continued to use his powerful martial arts to attack Lejie.

"Heavenly Fist!"

His hands wrapped around the sky and he struck forward, unleashing powerful punches that were enough to shatter the mountains and shatter the void.

Rumble!

Those wind blades that rushed over were hit by a powerful fist, and they were immediately shattered and turned into nothingness.

Moreover, the powerful fist did not pause, and still rushed forward, closing in on Leje.

Although Liejie had reached the fifth level of the cave void, he let him continuously use his martial arts to resist Yun Ming's offensive, but he couldn't react a little and caught him off guard.

In the face of this attack, Leger felt the pressure, did not retain his strength, and immediately stretched out the Faxiang.

The space behind him vibrated and twisted, emitting a strange sound, as if a spirit beast was roaring and roaring.

A majestic spiritual power surged out, quickly condensing into a spirit beast.

It was a huge scythe that, when its wings were spread, was ten meters wide, and it was swirled in the wind, like countless blades turning around its body.

After the scythe condensed as the law was stretched out, Leger just waved his hands and manipulated those strong winds, forming many blades, slashing at the fist, splitting the fist and defusing the rapid offensive.

Immediately afterwards, Liejie still waved his hands, quickly sealed, and used the law as the basis to perform powerful martial arts, wanting to defeat Yun Ming in one go.

Before the fight, it had been said that as long as Yun Ming could accept the three tricks of the next master, he would be qualified to communicate with these monks on the third floor.

Now, two moves have passed, and only one move remains.

If Liejie can't defeat Yun Ming, then he will be slapped in the face by Yun Ming, which makes him very unhappy and unacceptable.

"Weasel lore!"

Leger shouted, his eyes flashed with cold light, revealing a kind of murderous intention, eager to kill Yun Ming.

Even if he wouldn't kill Yun Ming, he wouldn't let the latter go easily, otherwise, there would be no way to vent the anger in his heart.

The scythe that was originally flying in the air behind him quickly shook its wings and rushed towards Yun Ming, bringing up countless winds, forming thousands of wind blades in the blink of an eye, carrying powerful power, attacking Yun Ming.

In the face of Liejie's attack, Yun Ming did not panic, but he did not dare to underestimate it, his body shook, and the yin and yang purple fire burst out from the dantian, rushing to the space behind him, flashing with a strange purple light, diffusing powerful power fluctuations.

Yun Ming also stretched out the Law Phase, and the scene was even more spectacular, the purple fire rushed up, forming a huge pillar of fire, and there were many flames around it, just like the ups and downs of the fire dragon, which looked shocking.

The huge pillar of fire behind him was like a heavenly river falling from the nine heavens.

After Yun Ming opened the Faxiang, the space behind him was burned by purple flames, constantly distorted, as if it had been burned, as if it was about to burn everything to the ground.

Yun Ming took a step forward, waved his right hand, and the purple fire behind him surged, quickly striking forward, condensing into a huge flame palm print, slapping towards the huge scythe.

Hell Flame Palm!

The huge palm print that flickered purple mangs crossed the air, enveloping the sickle inside, and slapping down from the air, the purple fire quickly churned, enveloping the sickle inside.

Moreover, these purple flames evolved into many sword qi, penetrating the body of the sickle and accelerating the incineration of the scythe, so that this huge scythe had no way to parry.

"How could this be!" Leger couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the sickle he had condensed was defeated, and it was difficult to accept.

At this time, the huge purple fire palm print slammed out horizontally and attacked Liejie.