Chapter 57: Caifeng

"Wow!"

There was another commotion among the Wu clan, Caifeng was a closed disciple of the Great Elder, known as the cultivation master of the Wu clan, and he was only eighteen years old and was already in the triple realm of the Dragon and Tiger Realm.

She is also amazingly talented in spiritualism, if it weren't for her age, Caifeng would definitely be the first person of the younger generation of the Wu Clan.

Lu Yun heard everyone's discussion and looked deeply at this boldly dressed girl.

It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, dressed in animal skins, with wheat-colored skin and a shallow confident smile on her face.

The other party was not tall, but he was in good shape, with a naked gaze in his eyes, and seemed to regard Lu Yun as his prey.

This is a rose with thorns, especially when he heard the discussion of the people of the Wu Clan just now, Lu Yun was also faintly excited.

Caifeng didn't give Lu Yun time, holding a pair of scimitars in both hands, and slashed at him one after the other, extremely fast.

Lu Yun's eyes froze, he kicked his feet, and slid back a few steps with Zhao Junran in his arms, avoiding a pair of scimitars.

The speed is so fast, much faster than Fang Dong just now, and it also shows that the opponent's strength is not bad.

Caifeng had no surprise at Lu Yun's avoidance of the scimitar, and a pair of scimitars in his hands began to dance continuously, crossing out terrifying knife shadows.

Lu Yun knew that he couldn't retreat, otherwise he would lose the initiative.

He raised the long sword in his hand, infused it with true qi, and began to stab and sweep continuously.

For a while, the sound of gold and iron clashing continued to sound rapidly, letting everyone know the fierceness of the battle between the two sides.

Both sides are extremely fast, and ordinary martial artists can't see the two of them at all, and can only see afterimages.

Lu Yun's expression was focused at the moment, after all, he only used one hand, and he still had to hold Zhao Junran, so he had to pay full attention.

Soon, both sides made their own shots many times, and Lu Yun basically figured out the other party's methods.

The other party did not cultivate true qi, he was just an ordinary martial artist, but the opponent's moves were very clever and he was known for his speed, which was one point faster than his.

The other party fights fast and does not resist him, which causes Lu Yun to have a feeling of beating cotton, he has no strength, but he can't use it with all his strength.

The material of the opponent's scimitar is also much better than the fine iron sword, so he can block the true qi on his sword.

It was also the first time Lu Yun had encountered such an opponent, and it turned out that if the speed was reached, he would be able to restrain his strength to a certain extent.

Just as Lu Yun was thinking about how to solve this problem, Caifeng showed a smile, which made Lu Yun a little frightened.

"Soul come!"

Another force struck Lu Yun's spirit, stronger than what Fang Dong had just exerted, which made Lu Yun a little surprised.

But like the previous times, this force came and went as fast as it came, without causing a single ripple.

Lu Yun had seen the situation of Xuanyuan Chen and Zhao Junran, and knew that this was the powerful secret technique of the Wu Clan, but he didn't understand why it didn't work for him.

Of course, he didn't dare to relax, he tensed his nerves every moment to prevent the other party's move.

After all, although the first few times did not work, it does not mean that the next time it will not work, in case it does.

He didn't know how to resist such a move, after all, he hadn't experienced it, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

There is no problem on his side, but Caifeng's face is ugly, how can it not work?

"Soul Crippled!"

Another force hit Lu Yun, making him a little frightened, but the result was still the same.

Caifeng couldn't hold back anymore this time, and said incredulously: "This can't be, how can it not work." ”

Lu Yun laughed: "I advise you not to waste your efforts, your witch clan's secret skills are useless to me." ”

Caifeng's face was pale, and the moves in his hand were even more violent, and Lu Yun also waved his long sword to resist.

From the beginning of the fight between the two sides to the present, although it is slow to describe, in fact, it has only passed for a short time.

Lu Yun was also completely relieved, since he was not afraid of the Wu clan's cheats, what else was there to be afraid of.

Just as he was scolding, a clearer voice sounded, making Lu Yun secretly say that it was not good.

He hurriedly retreated to open the distance, and Caifeng also stopped attacking, looking at the long sword in Lu Yun's hand in a bit of a daze.

Lu Yun looked at the long sword and found that the fine iron long sword had been completely destroyed and turned into pieces, leaving only one hilt.

He smiled wryly, and everyone in the audience was a little dumbfounded, the long sword used by such a strong young man turned out to be only mortal iron, which was incomprehensible.

Caifeng snorted coldly: "You have no weapons, you are defeated!" ”

Lu Yun shook his head: "Who said I don't have weapons." ”

He glanced at Caifeng: "You are defeated!" ”

Caifeng was stunned for a moment, and chuckled: "You are really interesting!" ”

Lu Yun sighed: "You are really defeated, you turn around and take a look!" ”

Caifeng turned her head to look and found a three-inch knife floating behind her.

She swung the scimitar in her hand sharply, but the flying knife was faster, cutting straight through an arc, dodging the scimitar and stopping at her throat.

Caifeng's face turned pale: "What kind of martial arts method is this?" ”

Lu Yun smiled: "Who said that this is a martial arts method." ”

Caifeng glanced at Zhao Junran and suddenly thought of something.

"Immortal Dao?"

Lu Yun nodded: "Yes, it's an immortal way!" ”

He had already thought about the issue of speed just now, the other party has speed, and he also has it, as long as he can suppress the opponent's speed, he can defeat the other party.

I just don't know if it's the flying knife is fast, or the other party's body is fast.

So just now, he had taken advantage of the other party's inattention, and quietly released a flying knife and hid it behind the other party, so that the other party could not find out.

Caifeng nodded: "You are a very interesting person, I invite you to the Wu Clan as a guest." ”

"We Wu have a way to heal soul wounds."

Lu Yun was stunned: "If you have the opportunity, you must go!" ”

Caifeng shook his head: "I'm not his opponent, I'm defeated!" ”

There was a riot among the people of the Wu Clan, what did they see today, the genius girl of the Wu Clan, the disciple of the Great Elder, and the second ranked Caifeng of the younger generation, were defeated, and even the Patriarch and the Great Elder of the Wu Clan were a little surprised.

Immediately, someone shouted: "Let Ji Luofeng, the strongest of the younger generation, make a move, and you must kill the other party's prestige." ”

Everyone in the Xuanyuan family was also incredible, they didn't expect this young man to be so strong when he suddenly appeared.

Ji Luofeng? Is this the first person of the younger generation of the Wu Clan?

Lu Yun's gaze swept over the young people of the Wu Clan, as if he was distinguishing which one was Ji Luofeng in everyone's mouth.

At this moment, Xuanyuan came over with a long stick in his hand.

"It's really itchy in the next place, and I ask Taoist friends to teach me."

Lu Yun's face also showed excitement, but he glanced at Zhao Junran in his hand and hesitated.

Caifeng went and returned, and pointed at Zhao Junran: "Give her to me first!" ”

Lu Yun nodded, his gaze swept around: "Her name is Zhao Junran, and she is the junior disciple of Zhuo Immortal Master of Sun Moon City. ”

The masters of the Xuanyuan family and the masters of the Wu clan were all shocked, and the current name of Zhuo Immortal Master could be said to shock the entire Eastern Continent.

Ordinary monks may not know, but how can they, as high-ranking monks, not know.

It is no different from the lord of the Han Dynasty who has stepped into the realm of mountains and rivers, and the cultivation of a fugue realm is even more terrifying, and it is a frightening means to take people's heads for thousands of miles.

No wonder the young man in front of him is so powerful, he actually comes from the Sun Moon City Immortal Dao Academy, and he is an immortal martial practitioner.