"Yang Feng......" Yi Yun read an unfamiliar name lightly, his face unshocked. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After a while, only the sound of "dang" was heard, but it was the sound of the bell, which echoed in the vast sea of clouds, which made everyone feel refreshed, and the originally noisy square suddenly quieted down.

People looked up, only to see that on the huge platform in the middle, Dao Xuan Zhenren took a step, looked around at the countless disciples under the stage, his face was solemn, and he said loudly: "The competition begins." ”

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve robe, and the bell sounded again, and "Dangdang Dang" resounded in the sky.

Immediately, the first batch of disciples who competed quickly found their own venue, and their respective disciples also gathered around the wooden platform to watch and cheer.

Yi Yun was the first batch of disciples to go on the field, and he also walked under a wooden platform at the moment.

At this time, there were already some disciples around the wooden platform, but among the eight wooden platforms, the number was smaller.

The reason for this is that the reputation of the two who participated in the war is not obvious, and it is difficult to attract attention.

Although Yi Yun has already made a little famous, most of the disciples in the sect live in the mountains and rarely hear of the world. Except for Elder Qingyun and a few disciples, not many people knew about him.

And Yang Feng was even more nameless, and only some familiar brothers came to cheer.

"Yi Yun, then you just need to play normally. Tianyun Dao people had high hopes for Yi Yun, and they also came to the wooden platform to watch the battle, he looked at Yi Yun beside him, stroked his beard and smiled.

"The disciple understands. Yi Yun nodded.

Senior brother Yan Chengan was not in the first batch of competitions, but also came with the people of Tianyun Dao, and said to Yi Yun with a smile at the moment: "Senior Brother Yi, I have met this Yang Feng a few times, although I am not very familiar with it, but I don't think it will definitely be your opponent, and Senior Brother will let it go." ”

Yi Yun also smiled and nodded.

"Okay!" Several cheers came, and Yi Yun and the others couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

But I saw a young man in blue leaping and landing steadily on the wooden platform, his clothes flowing and looking quite chic.

"Master, brother, I'm over. Yi Yun said.

Then he walked to the wooden platform, but instead of leaping up, he slowly ascended from the steps, with a steady step and a calm expression.

As soon as he appeared, some of the surrounding disciples knew and some didn't, and they immediately talked about it.

Soon he was on the stage as well.

"Luoxia Peak Yiyun, please give me advice. Yi Yun arched his hand and smiled.

The blue-clothed young man on the opposite side also saluted and said lightly: "Feng Hui Feng Yang Feng." ”

There was a chair under the wooden stage, on which sat an old man in green clothes, who was the elder of the door supervised by the referee. The old man in Tsing Yi nodded slightly, and immediately said, "Let's start." ”

When Yang Feng heard this, his face turned straight, and as soon as he raised his hand, a blue light flashed, and a blue long sword appeared, shining brightly, and was held in his hand.

Seeing this, Yi Yun's eyes flashed slightly, but there was no movement on his body.

After a while, he still didn't see him use the magic weapon, and the onlookers couldn't help but start talking again.

Yang Feng frowned slightly, held the sword in one hand, and said, "Senior brother, please show the magic weapon." ”

Yi Yun smiled slightly and said lightly, "No need." As soon as Yang Feng summoned the magic weapon, he figured out his strength, and it was so light.

Although this move is a bit high-profile, after all, he represents the entire Luoxia Peak, and if he wants to be a blockbuster, it would be better.

As soon as Yi Yun said this, the onlookers were in an uproar, and the scene was much more noisy.

"Senior Brother Yang just made a move. Yi Yun said.

When Yang Feng heard this, he couldn't help but blush, and immediately snorted coldly, and said, "Since my junior brother is so confident, I'm welcome!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw his hands and his long sword in his hands, and he jumped up under the light on his body and soared into the air.

"Drink!" Yang Feng shouted, and when he was in mid-air, he slashed with his sword.

Seeing this, Yi Yun's expression remained unchanged, but he didn't dare to be too big, and immediately used his mana, and the blue light in his hand gathered, condensed like a canopy, and he waved out and faced the blue fairy sword.

Hearing only a sonorous sound, as if gold and iron resonated, the menacing blue long sword came to an abrupt end.

Everyone looked at it, and this sword was actually held by Yi Yun with his bare hands, allowing its blue light to flash, but they couldn't advance or retreat, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

There was a sudden gasp on the spot.

"Who is this, I've never seen it before, why is it so powerful......"

"You don't know this, when I went down the mountain a few days ago, I heard about this Senior Brother Yi......" The crowd exchanged heads and talked endlessly.

Yang Feng's face was already flushed at this time, but even though he tried his best, he couldn't recover the immortal sword. Yi Yun's blue palm was like a mountain, and it didn't move.

His complexion changed several times, and then he let out a loud shout, and the mana in his whole body surged out wildly, injecting into the immortal sword.

The blue long sword suddenly shone brightly, and the sword roared, and the sword body was about to break free as soon as it shook.

Yi Yun's expression remained the same, and then the green light in his hand lit up, and he suddenly pulled the blue fairy sword in his hand.

Yang Feng only felt a huge force coming, and his body was involuntarily dragged over, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

His mind was in a hurry, and he finally made a decision, let go of the fairy sword in his hand, and was about to jump out of here.

Seeing this, Yi Yun took advantage of Yang Feng's release of the long sword, made another palm, and slapped it on his shoulder, as fast as lightning.

Hearing only a muffled sound of "bang", Yang Feng was directly knocked away, like an arrow from the string, straight out of the wooden platform, fell on the square, and then there was no movement.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but be stunned, silent, and it was cold for a while.

Seeing this, the old man in Tsing Yi on the side changed his complexion, and immediately jumped up, flashed to Yang Feng's side, and stretched out his hand to investigate.

After a while, he confirmed that Yang Feng had just fainted and was fine, so he couldn't help but feel relieved, then got up, looked at Yi Yun, and said loudly: "Winner, Luoxia Peak Yi Yun." ”

Then, he beckoned, and several disciples of Feng Huifeng hurriedly rushed over and carried Yang Feng away.

Then he looked at the Tianyun Dao people not far away, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Tianyun, there is a successor to Luoxia Peak, you are really blessed." ”

When the people of Tianyun Dao heard this, they couldn't help but smile and be polite to them.

Yi Yun also slowly descended the steps, still walking steadily, his expression was calm, and the wind was light as if nothing had happened.

He said hello to his master and the rest of his brothers, and went to the other rings to watch the battle.

When Yi Yun left, nearby onlookers looked around.

But seeing that the other seven rings were still competing, the sound of fighting and shouting was endless, and bursts of cheers came and went, Du Yiyun's battle was so fast, and the result was simply out in just three or two clicks.

Immediately, everyone suddenly erupted into a burst of discussion, which attracted the rest of the onlookers in the ring to look sideways.

In this way, Yi Yun was a blockbuster, and he completely became famous in Qingyun.