Ye Yun took a deep breath and opened his eyes calmly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yu Minghong's gaze on the side always stayed on Ye Yun's body, and when he saw that there was only a little middle-grade spirit stone left in Ye Yun's palm, which was almost absorbed, he couldn't help frowning, his eyes were full of surprise and shock.

However, this ray of surprise and shock was only a fleeting moment, and then he regained his kindness and modesty.

"Senior Brother Yu, thank you. Ye Yun put away the two medium-grade spirit stones, turned his head and said to him.

"Senior Brother Ye, you are too polite, even if your cultivation has not recovered, I am not your opponent, I am just doing a personal favor. Yu Minghong said sincerely, looking at Ye Yun, he had a trace of reverence on his face.

"I remember this love. Ye Yun nodded and turned to look at the ring.

"Ye Yun, what are you waiting for?Mother-in-law, I said that this decisive battle must be between you and me, come up!" Duan Chenfeng had already jumped into the ring, looking at Ye Yun and shouting impatiently.

Duan Chenfeng is arrogant, arrogant, and annoying, but I have to say that his cultivation is indeed very strong, if it weren't for the appearance of Jun Ruolan and Murong Wuxi, then his cultivation can be said to be the strongest among the new disciples.

In the eyes of some people, arrogance is irrelevant, provided that you are strong enough to defeat all the opponents who are not used to you.

At least, among this batch of new disciples, it seems that no one can beat Duan Chenfeng.

Ye Yun frowned slightly, jumped up, and landed in the ring.

He looked at Duan Chenfeng opposite, and then looked at the crowd under the ring. Before the start of the new disciple competition, although he hoped that he could fight to the end, to be honest, he knew in his heart that it would be very difficult to enter the finals. Because he feels that this group of new disciples will not let you defeat so easily, and the disciples who can pass the assessment may hide their true strength and strive for the greatest benefits for themselves at a critical time.

In fact, as he deduced, there were indeed many disciples who had hidden their cultivation and revealed them one by one when they were sprinting to the top eight.

Ye Yun met Murong Wuxi.

What Murong Wuxian cultivated, Ye Yun didn't know, he also believed what Murong Wuxian said, the realm was only the fivefold inner rest realm of refining the body, but it was also the inner rest realm, and the gap between it could hardly be described in words.

Ye Yun himself is in the Inner Breath Realm, but the majesty and purity of his spiritual power are almost unmatched in the realm, and he believes that even Duan Chenfeng cannot compare with the purity and majesty of his spiritual power.

However, Murong Wuxian can, not only can he be, but he should at least be better than Ye Yun. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to wait until Ye Yun made a move, and then break the force with his strength, but it was just right, so that the strength of the two of them was completely eliminated. In addition to the majestic and pure spiritual power, he also has incredible control, at least this control is unimaginable to Ye Yun now.

Murong Wuxian is also a fifth-level cultivation in the Body Refining Realm, but his real strength far surpasses Ye Yun.

This is a true genius, a disciple who is so amazing that he is like a demon, Murong Wuxi's cultivation in the future is unlimited, and if he continues to develop normally, he will inevitably become one of the most powerful disciples in the entire Heavenly Sword Sect.

Because of Murong Wuxi's appearance, Ye Yun, who had a little joy and pride in his heart after passing the outer disciple assessment, immediately felt the gap between him and the real genius, which made him clearly realize how weak his strength was.

The owner of black and white light and shadow, young men and women in black clothes and white dresses. Jun Ruolan, who had a glimpse of Jun Ruolan in the assessment of the outer disciples, and then Murong Wuxian in the competition of new disciples, their appearance not only did not make Ye Yun feel half a point of pressure, but instead had a goal to catch up and a clear pursuit.

"It's just a frog at the bottom of the well, so why bother with teeth and claws. Ye Yun looked at Duan Chenfeng and slowly raised his head, there was no murderous aura in his eyes, but he was indescribably calm.

"Ye Yun, you are really an outlier, I didn't misunderstand you. Duan Chenfeng's face was still arrogant, but there was a meaning in his eyes that was difficult to describe in words.

Ye Yun glanced at him lightly and said, "Senior Brother Duan, you can start, otherwise Elder Lan is afraid that he will be angry again." ”

"That's right, it's better to end it early, and it's better to go and choose immortal skills and receive spirit stones as soon as possible. ”

Duan Chenfeng laughed, and then stepped out, the white light on his right hand shone, and the imitation of the Great Day Fist suddenly appeared, and in his left hand, the folding fan that he often held in his hand also suddenly emitted a circle of spiritual light, and the spiritual power fluctuations were no less than the imitation of the Great Day Fist Gloves!

This folding fan, which he often holds in his hand, is also a spiritual weapon!

The two spiritual weapons, and they are also spiritual weapons of extraordinary quality, the background of the children of the Kyoto royal family is completely incomparable to that of ordinary monks.

"Senior Brother Duan is worthy of being a royal family in Kyoto, and he really has a rich family background, and two spiritual weapons of such quality are really enviable. ”

Suddenly, many new disciples present couldn't help but make a sound.

"This is just a low-grade spiritual weapon, and when I cultivate to reach the Qi Refining Realm, even a medium-grade spiritual weapon will not be a problem. When Duan Chenfeng heard that voice, he suddenly became even more arrogant.

Medium-grade spiritual weapons are no problem!

Duan Chenfeng's words almost made everyone gasp, and even Elder Lan and the others had a flash in their eyes.

The medium-grade spiritual weapon is very precious, and it is generally only qualified to have it by the disciples of the inner mountain peaks of the Heavenly Candle Peak, and occasionally there are some outer disciples with excellent potential who are given, but in the past hundred and ten years, it is said that there are only three or two people in total.

Looking at the entire Heavenly Candle Peak, even those purple-robed disciples should not have a medium-grade or higher spiritual weapon in their hands.

Duan Chenfeng's wild words immediately made people look at him again. Could it be that the Kyoto royal family is so extravagant? Or does this period of time have a high status in the Kyoto royal family?

Ye Yun didn't have the slightest touch on his face, as if the mid-grade spiritual weapon didn't have much value in his eyes. His gaze fell on Duan Chenfeng's body, only to find that this guy's face was pale, and a trace of coldness and anger flashed almost imperceptibly.

It stands to reason that at this moment, almost everyone was shocked by his wild words of 'even a medium-grade spiritual weapon', according to his character, it should obviously be triumphant and unstoppable.

However, Ye Yun saw a fleeting hint of coldness and anger on his face.

It's a completely weird look.

Ye Yun's eyes flickered violently, but his face was still silent, and he said slowly: "Please." ”

"You want to fight me empty-handed?" Duan Chenfeng frowned when he saw that Ye Yun didn't take out the obsidian sword at all, "Although the quality of your spiritual weapon is a little worse, at least it can enhance your attack, why don't you use it?"

Ye Yun glanced at him expressionlessly, "Senior Brother Duan, are you worried about me?"

"It seems like there's a lot of nonsense. ”

Duan Chenfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, the fierce light flashed, his hand roared, and the Da Ri fist gauntlet burst out with dazzling white light under the amplification of his majestic spiritual power, looking at it from a distance, it was like a round of scorching sun, which was held in his palm.

He raised his right fist and pointed it at Ye Yun, and he would hit it at any time.

This punch Duan Chenfeng was only gathering momentum and had not yet struck, but many black-robed disciples had already felt that the power contained in this punch had exceeded the power of Qu Yiping's sword with all his strength before.

"It's such a strong strength, it's unimaginable that a new disciple would have such a strong spiritual power. ”

"It's not just a matter of spiritual power, the key is his realm, how did I suddenly find that I couldn't see clearly?"

"Hey, sure enough, his realm is completely covered, and he can't see it at all, could it be that at this time, he is still performing the exercises of concealed cultivation?"

Many disciples looked at Duan Chenfeng in the ring, their faces full of surprise.

This Duan Chenfeng from Kyoto really shocked them, the spirit weapons were one after another, and the immortal skills were probably not a few, and as for the cultivation, they couldn't even see through it.

With a bang, Duan Chenfeng had already made a move, and between the white brilliance, he punched Ye Yun straight into his chest.

Ye Yun's eyelids sank slightly, and he took a step forward, his fists glowed with a faint soft light, and he threw two consecutive punches towards Duan Chenfeng's attack.

Both of them are extremely powerful in spiritual power, and they don't know the number of winners and losers just in the competition of spiritual power. But in the eyes of the disciples under the ring, Duan Chenfeng, who has a replica of the Great Day Fist Glove, should be a winner.

Bang!

The two fists collided fiercely, and the light and shadow in the ring burst out, and between the light and shadow, the two figures did not retreat, but shot up, and fought fiercely in the air. The sound of iron fists colliding kept coming, thumping and banging.

These two people didn't have any skills and fancy skills at all, and they competed with spiritual power.

It was only a few breaths, and the two of them fought dozens of punches from jumping in the air to falling, but no matter who it was, they didn't let the other party retreat half a step.

When the two of them landed in the ring, the shadow of the fist disappeared without a trace in an instant. The two stood opposite each other, their faces full of solemnity.