Yan Tingjun is arrogant, but he also has the capital to be arrogant. Just standing on the ground, the mountain-like aura emanating from his body made the bodies of the Silver King and Thunder take several steps back one after another.

Sensing that Yan Tingjun had just used his own momentum to make the Silver King and Thunder lose their combat effectiveness, Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly. With Ye Feng's current strength, it was difficult to suppress the Sword Emperor powerhouse with momentum alone, but Yan Tingjun did it, and not only suppressed, but also completely made the Silver King and Thunder lose their ability to fight.

When the Silver King and Thunder slowly retreated, Ye Feng and Thunder Yang took a big step forward in unison. The majestic aura like the tide of the sea was released from the two of them, and instantly collided with the aura on Yan Tingjun's body.

The three invisible momentum collided together, but they burst out like an aura explosion created by a powerful blow from a ninth-level peak sword king. The deafening explosion roared and exploded, and the air wave formed by the explosion directly shattered the rocky ground in the courtyard, and completely shook and collapsed the wall of the courtyard.

In mid-air, Yun He, who had been staring at Ye Feng and the three of them, couldn't help but change his complexion suddenly when he saw that Ye Feng and the three of them had created such a super explosion with their momentum alone. As the sect leader of a faction, Yun He had never admired any sect, but now that he saw the power released by Ye Feng and the three of them, he was particularly afraid of the behemoth of the Haoran Sword Sect.

Yan Tingjun was just the third-ranked disciple of the Haoran Sword Sect, and his strength had reached a realm comparable to that of a sect master. The second person who is ranked above him, how strong will the first person be, and how strong should the strength of the elders and sect masters of the Haoran Sword Sect be.

When Yunhe was thinking wildly, the three of Ye Feng were already fighting on the ground.

Single-mindedly hiding their identities, neither Ye Feng nor Lei Yang can use their best skills, but even so, the swordsmanship that the two of them have at their fingertips, after the full urging of the two, still exudes super power.

What Ye Feng used was the three-flower sword technique that he had abandoned for a long time. His wrists trembled, and three sword flowers with a diameter of several meters and a radius of more than ten meters quickly wrapped Yan Tingjun's body.

The sword flower flickered, and the energy inside was agitated. Countless sword qi intersected vertically and horizontally, converging into the shape of a stamen in the silver sword flower. If it weren't for the colorless and tasteless sword qi, there would definitely be people who would mistake the sword flower for a real flower. Even the people who developed the three-flower sword technique back then probably couldn't imagine that one day, the three-flower sword technique would be used to such a subtle level.

After the three sword flowers enveloped Yan Tingjun's body, the sword qi inside surged out at the same time. In an instant, the void was completely covered by the sword flower that spewed like electricity, and even Yan Tingjun's body became unclear in the tumbling sword qi.

Ye Feng used the Sanhua Sword Technique, while Lei Yang used a sword technique taught to him by Dugu Ming many years ago-the Extermination of the Common Life Sword Technique. As the name suggests, the Extermination Sword Technique has a super destructive ability, and it is the most mysterious sword move of the Haoran Sword Sect except for the twelve peerless learnings.

As soon as Lei Yang performed this set of swordsmanship, the surface of the Moon Shadow Sword immediately attached a layer of dead qi that extinguished all life. The light gray dead qi spread along the sword, converging in the air into rings that resembled large smoke rings.

These rings were the same as the sword qi stamens formed by the three-flower sword technique, rushing towards Yan Tingjun at a rapid pace, which was bound to make Yan Tingjun swallowed by the sword qi.

Yan Tingjun was shrouded in a three-flower sword curtain above his head, and there was an extinction sword aura swirling around his side. The two attacks came in no particular order, and they came at the same time, blocking every inch of space around Yan Tingjun's body.

Seeing the two attacks coming violently, with the domineering aura that devoured him, a sneer appeared on Yan Tingjun's face.

His body did not move, not even the long sword was drawn, but the ten fingers of his hands kept changing, and he quickly pinched out one handprint after another.

"Angry!" Yan Tingjun shouted in a low voice in his heart. As the words fell, the top of his head, his shoulders, and his entire body burst out at the same time with a mist that was more agile than the Three Flower Sword Curtains, and more real than the Extinction Sword Technique.

The mist was like smoke, spreading rapidly, enveloping the three-flower sword curtain and the extinction sword qi. At the moment when the mist completely enveloped the two sword qis, the mist suddenly tumbled violently, as if turning into countless tumbling and roaring demons, tightly entangled in circles with two completely different sword qi.

"Bang, bang!" two violent explosions rang out from the fog. Under the siege of the fog like a cage, the explosion did not spread, and all of them were eaten away by the fog little by little.

In the void, the mist is ethereal, slowly evaporating and scattering. The moment the fog cleared, the face of the cloud crane standing in the distance in the air changed again. Just now, he clearly saw the sharpness of Ye Feng and Lei Yang's attack, and thought to himself that if it was him, in the face of such an attack, I am afraid that he would have to use all his strength to get rid of it.

And now, Yan Tingjun didn't even use the long sword, and he completely destroyed Ye Feng and Lei Yang's offensive, how could this not make Yun He frightened.

"This Yan Tingjun, he has cultivated to at least a third-level Sword Sect realm. Yunhe quietly judged in his heart. However, even if it was speculation, Yun He was not sure if his idea was correct, after all, with the strength of his second-level Sword Sect, he really couldn't deduce what level Yan Tingjun's current strength had reached.

Not only Yun He's heart was full of shock, but Ye Feng and Lei Yang, who were the parties involved, were not weak in their hearts at all. Although there was an element of temptation in the blow between the two of them just now, they still felt extremely incredible when they were so lightly resolved by Yan Tingjun.

Ye Feng and Lei Yang knew that Yan Tingjun's strength was more than a step higher than that of Dugu Ming. If the target of the attack just now was replaced by Dugu Ming, his performance would never be as relaxed and casual as Yan Tingjun's.

After breaking the dual offensive of Ye Feng and Lei Yang, Yan Tingjun's face showed a thick look of disdain.

With his slender fingers, he gently stroked the ring inlaid with emerald gems on the index finger of his left hand, and said coldly: "Do you law enforcement hall disciples have these strengths, if this is the case, I really think highly of Lu Yuanbai, and I also think highly of your law enforcement hall disciples." ”

As he spoke, Yan Tingjun stretched out his hand and grabbed the ring, and a slender sword that was only one foot wide but five feet long appeared in his palm.

The long sword appeared, and the void was immediately filled with a biting low temperature, and the air around the sword body was also frozen into a trace of frost in an instant, slowly falling to the ground.

Seeing the long sword in Yan Tingjun's hand, Ye Feng's face couldn't help but change. Although he didn't know this sword, he could still clearly feel the extraordinaryness of this sword from the rich cold qi contained on the sword that was hundreds of times greater than that of the Thousand Miles Ice Sealed Sword.

Ye Feng had a hunch that the grade of this sword was at least at the low level of the thunder level, and even its grade was likely to be as high as the middle level of the thunder level.

It was too cold in the house to hold on. This chapter is only 2,000 words, which is a thousand short of the projection, and will be filled up tomorrow. Tomorrow, there will be two 3,000-word chapters and one 2,000-word chapter, do you think it's okay? If you can, give me the red ticket, or you can leave a message, and I can add fine!