Xiao Yun chuckled lightly and said, "Thank you!" While the gang got out of the way, they continued to move forward.

Others went up the Qingyun Ladder, staggering, and could only move forward slowly, even if it was Fang Mingshan, who was ranked first, it was just a small brisk walk.

But Xiao Yun.

A vigorous breath, like a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping, furious and unmatched, swept all the way.

The so-called pressure.

Inexistent!

Xiao Yun laughed: "In this assessment, I am the first!"

Rumble!

The distance from Fang Mingshan was rapidly decreasing.

Five!

Sizhang!

Sanzhang!

Two feet!

Seeing that it is already approaching.

The entire audience at the scene were all shocked: "What a strong body this guy must have!"

"Isn't there any pressure at all?"

"This freak, how did he do it?"

Especially Xiao Tianmu, Ling Yunbo, Zhong Yue, and the heads of the Fang family who had been sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, all of them were full of deep colors: "This guy, the powerful is a little terrifying!"

"It's not just Ling Shuangshuang Zhong Xiao and the like, even Fang Mingshan, one-on-one, can't stop him!"

"Bastard thing!"

Fang Mingshan, who was facing Xiao Yun's impact, was under great pressure.

Originally, he thought that this number one was his.

But now he watched Xiao Yun gallop all the way, rushing up almost without stopping.

Fang Mingshan's heart was shaken: 'Qingyun Ladder is under such a big pressure, why doesn't it have any effect on him at all!'

'This damn thing!'

"The first can only be my Mingshan's, no one wants to take it away from my hands! My Mingshan is a powerful genius who can tie with the top ten in the capital, will he be afraid of you?"

At this moment.

Fang Mingshan roared angrily, and a fierce sword light burst out from his shaken sleeve.

Woohoo!

The power of the sword light directly overrode his cultivation.

It's all under the Earth Soul Martial Master who was killed by Xiao Yun that day!

"Get the hell out of here!"

The fierce and domineering power came out with the sword light, rushing and shining, almost like a thick battering ram, blocking all the space for Xiao Yun to advance.

Xiao Yun smiled indifferently.

He is today compared to the one who killed the Earth Soul Martial Master that day.

The overall strength has changed dramatically.

Fang Mingshan's attack like this could crush others, but in front of him, it was nothing.

"With your Excellency's cultivation strength, if you want me to go down, I'm afraid it's unfounded and delusional!" In the face of such an impact, Xiao Yun did not retreat but advanced.

"Explode me!"

Xiao Yun's shouting voice gradually went higher, "Wind Thunder Palm!"

The wind and thunder palm under the impetus of the Crazy Dragon War God Law blasted out the sound of thunderclouds and storms, and the deafening palm power struck up critically!

Burst!

Regardless of Fang Mingshan's sword light, he was above the Ling family's peers, but under such a strong palm.

Like rotten wood.

From head to toe, layer by layer, crumbling point by bit.

The palm swept past.

The sword light vanished.

It was even more of a meandering force, and he continued to rush up, neither light nor heavy, but it was able to push Fang Mingshan's body and practice backwards.

If it weren't for the fact that this Fang Mingshan had some strength, I am afraid that he would have to fall directly down the Qingyun Ladder!

Time!

The audience was shocked: "What, the young master of Mingshan has such a powerful attack, he can't hold a single face, and he collapses!"

"Was that a Wind Thunder Palm just now?"

"It's true, it's the Wind Thunder Palm, it can't be wrong, it can't be fake! I don't know why, I feel that the Wind Thunder Palm that burst out of Xiao Yun's body is much stronger than the Ling family's main master!"

Unconsciously, a pair of deep eyes fell on Ling Yunbo's body.

Ling Yunbo's face was very ugly, and he said angrily: "Where did this little bastard learn the Wind and Thunder Palm?"

In any case, he would not believe that Xiao Yun had learned their Ling family's mastery by relying on the cheats he had snatched.

He firmly believes that this is not possible.

So he also firmly believed that the Ling family must have an internal ghost.

"Don't let me find out who it is!"

Ling Yunbo was full of the cultivation aura of the earth soul level, fluctuating endlessly.

This sentence is more or less for Zhong Yue on the side!

Zhong Yue snorted coldly.

The area where their group is located.

Temperatures plummet!

A deep breath, low to the extreme.

One by one, their eyes fell on Xiao Yun's body, full of terrifying killing intentions.

On the other side of the ladder!

Ling Shuangshuang and Zhong Xiao also swept away other competitors in a devastating way, running rampant all the way and killing behind Xiao Yun.

Then.

Ling Shuangshuang said in a loud voice: "Senior Brother Fang, let's join forces!"

"One-on-one is not the opponent of this guy, if we join forces to crit, let this bastard, the cultivation strength is weird, and it will definitely not be able to withstand our impact, and when the time comes, the top three positions can only be ours!"

"Senior brother, you can rest assured, I'm not interested in the first!"

Although Zhong Xiao was a little reluctant, at this time, he couldn't care about it so much, and shouted: "The first is yours, don't rob you!"

Fang Mingshan, whose face was cloudy and uncertain, was very ugly, stared at Xiao Yun with a vicious gaze, and said, "In this case, let's do it together! No matter how strong this guy's strength is, he will be suppressed by us!"

This Fang family son is not the kind of cultivator who is so arrogant that he can't recognize himself.

From Xiao Yun's slap that exploded his sword light, he knew that his strength was not this person's opponent.

Even Ling Shuangshuang and Zhong Xiao did not ask for cooperation.

He will also offer it.

At this moment.

Fang Mingshan, Ling Shuangshuang, and Zhong Xiao, the bad color on their faces was extremely strong, and they shouted in unison: "Let's go together!"

Boom Boom!

Fang Mingshan was in front, and a sword fluttered in the wind, setting off a stormy offensive.

Ling Shuangshuang Zhong Xiao, two people behind.

It was also a furious sword light, pouring out from their bodies.

The mountains roared and the tsunami, and the sword light that covered the sky and the sun was like a canopy, like an upside-down bronze bell, which was arrogant and unreasonable and drowned Xiao Yun.

"Xiao Yun, you won't be arrogant for long!"

"If you want to rely on your personal strength to fight us, it's impossible!"

"Get down!"

The dense sword light, like a needle and thread flying away, was filled with a terrifying aura.

Director Xue, who was at the top, had a solemn face.

The same is true for several people from the Supervision Department in the ring.

Ling Yunbo in the stands let out a long breath and showed a long-lost smile: "This little beast will definitely be knocked out of the ring! Not only that, but he will also be hit the spot and directly withdraw from the competition!"

Zhong Yue's eyebrows moved slightly, the wisps were deep and flashing!

The other cultivators were also in turmoil: "Xiao Yun is finished!"

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