What happened in Infernal Town, many people kept silent.

The people of Lishuijian who rushed over to finish only pointed out that Lu Yun played a big role in it.

But what can a disciple in the foundation building period do?

There are many people who have this kind of doubt, but this is the only one who really spoke out and let so many people hear about it.

Looking at the excitement, or arching fire, or angry and cold eyes, he looked at Lu Yun and spoke contemptuously.

"Lu Yun, am I wrong?"

In front of everyone's eyes, Lu Yun, who became the focus of the crowd, stood up.

From her position, it belongs to the top view.

"You're not convinced?"

She recognized this person, an early disciple of Jindan, from the Bodhi Cave.

"Why should I be convinced, not only this time, but also in the ancient city of Montenegro, you also have a relationship with that Montenegro."

"Who knows what you're doing in the dark, maybe it's something unsightly."

Disdainful, raising his head, and his eyes above the top of the attitude make people feel disgusted.

Ji Hongxi, who had just stepped off the high platform, stared at the man coldly, his fingers moved, and Pei Geli, who was beside him, felt a terrifying sword intent.

He's going to draw his sword?

Pei Geli was thinking, the breath was fleeting, and Ji Hongxi suddenly put on an expression of watching the play.

Pei Geli was stunned, followed his gaze, and saw Lu Yun walking down step by step.

She was as light as nothing, and she suddenly walked in front of the other party's eyes.

Han Jiangxue held it in the palm of his hand, Lu Yun drew his sword and pointed at it, his eyebrows and eyes were as cold as snow-capped mountains and glaciers.

"Since you are not convinced, then you will fight, you win, the quota will be given to you, and you will lose ......"

Lu Yun hooked the corners of her lips and said in a playful tone: "If you lose, I don't want anything." ”

Don't want anything, how noble it sounds, but this is Lu Yun's contempt for Wanyun.

Because I don't like you, and I don't like your things, I don't want anything.

"You!"

Being provoked by a foundation building stage disciple, Wan Yun's anger soared, and his eyes were red.

After Lu Yun spoke, he walked up to the high platform and waited for the other party.

The scene was unexpected.

Some people in the Tibetan Sword Sect looked at each other, not knowing whether to support or dissuade.

But Lu Yun's quota has a special background, and the only person who can deal with this quota is Lu Yun.

The top level of the Tibetan Sword Sect acquiesced in Lu Yun's behavior.

And Wanyun.

One up and down, one high and one low, like a moat in front of the two, widening the distance between each other.

Wan Yun, who was weak for a moment, noticed the despicability and excitement in his heart, and his expression became exaggerated.

"That's what you say, I'm willing to gamble."

Wan Yun couldn't wait to slap away the hand of his companion and get on the high platform.

He wants to take down Lu Yun, he wants the other party to kneel in front of him and admit that he can't do it, and he wants to get this special place under the watchful eye of all people.

Desire churned over his face, making that already ordinary face begin to distort and become so ugly.

"Willing to gamble."

The girl's cold voice did not change, but Pei Geli, who was pulled by Ji Hongxi to the viewing platform, felt that her ears were a little hot.

The other party seemed to mean something.

"Huh!"

Wan Yun sneered, and suddenly made a move.

The other party's fingers interlaced in the air, and the phantom of the Bodhi hand with the arm stretched out around him, like the thousand-armed Guanyin.

The palm print fell, Lu Yun took a step back, raised his hand, and started a sword momentum.

"It's the Wind Sword Technique."

After the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect recognized it as popular science, everyone present knew that this was the most basic sword technique of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

The wind howled, and the frost and snow met unexpectedly.

Tsing Yi fluttered, hidden in the wind and snow.

The adaptability of the cold river snow and the wind sword technique is very high, the snowflakes float in the world, and the tip of the sword penetrates a snowflake, pointing straight at the clouds.

Xiu pressed himself by one or two small realms for the other party, and when the battle started, Lu Yun suffered a loss.

If she wants to think about the other party's method a little bit, it won't work at this moment, she can't eat those unnecessary consumption.

So as soon as Lu Yun made a move, he did his best.

Qing Han's sword qi split his palm, and when he saw that he was about to hit that Wan Yun, the other party smiled proudly, stretched out two fingers and pinched Han Jiangxue's sword blade.

Lu Yun wanted to pull it back, and what he felt was a huge force.

"Senior Sister Lu, your sword, in my eyes, is too slow."

Under that disdainful tone, Lu Yun's expression was like an ancient well, she lifted her eyelids, and a black glow appeared on her empty left hand, stabbing it.

The treacherous tail needle is frightening.

Wan Yun was taken aback, and then remembered that Lu Yun was good at fighting left and right.

Two-handed swords, one long and one short, played in Lu Yun's hands.

In response to each other, the long sword was restrained, and the short sword followed with a needle, and Wan Yun couldn't find a breakthrough for a while.

"Yo, Senior Brother Wan, you can't do this."

"My junior sister is only in the middle stage of foundation building, your Jindan cultivation will not be mixed with water, you can't take it."

Ji Hongxi was afraid that the world would not shout.

It sounds like it's talking to Wan Yun, but it's actually mocking.

"Aren't you worried?"

Seeing this scene, Pei Geli didn't understand why Ji Hongxi added fuel to the fire and angered Wanyun at this time.

"You know what."

Ji Hongxi pursed his lips and rolled his eyes after seeing the wounds on the other party's face.

"My junior sister has always been steady in her work, and if she does it, it means that she can do it, and I believe in her."

I believe in her.

The simple four words carry feelings that Pei Geli can't read.

People in the Holy Land don't need seven emotions and six desires.

Pei Geli's heart tightened, but his eyes were on the high platform.

The girl was fighting with people on the stage, and the momentum of the whole person was wild and unscrupulous, and he almost smashed her head when he saw Wanyun several times, but there was no fear on her face.

A pair of eyes as bright as the stars, the beauty is amazing.

"Stinky girl, I don't believe you still have a way."

Bodhi shook his hand, and after the unskilled move was forcibly used, Wan Yun also successfully knocked Lu Yun's cold river snow away.

The long sword fell in the distance, and as soon as Lu Yun wanted to call it back, Wan Yun interrupted Lu Yun.

"You are a sword cultivator, what can you do without a sword?"

He smirked.

As for the tail needle, this sword used for sneak attacks has little effect on the frontal battlefield.

Maybe the other party's smile was too dazzling, and Lu Yun rarely had the urge to slap someone in the face.

The tail needle was put away, and with a move of his hand, a black heavy sword appeared in Lu Yun's hand.

Wu clumsy danced, the dragon shadow stepped out, the speed skyrocketed, Lu Yun held Wu Clumsy and slapped it heavily.

This sword, no matter how you look at it, wants to slap a noisy fly to death.

"What the hell?"

Quite a few people exclaimed.

There are not many people who know Wu Zhuo, but when they see Wu Zhuo at this moment, led by the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect, their eyes are shining.

"I'll go, it's worthy of Senior Sister Lu."

Liu Ru was very embarrassed, and someone around her nodded in agreement.

Senior Sister Lu is unexpected.

In the crowd, Feng Yuyao and Song Xiao sat together, and the two glanced at each other, their eyes full of bitterness.

They've been chasing after them, but they can really ...... Catch up.

She walked so fast that they could only look up at her back and talk for comfort.