It's Luo Yun!

Although he is much slower than Wu Zaoming and Zhang Mengran, he is not comparable to others, after all, in the face of some clumsy wooden people, subtle moves often occupy a greater advantage, and it is asking for trouble if he is hard.

Unexpectedly, these two people ignored the game and started directly in Woodman Alley. Observing that the nearby walls were damaged, Luo Yun didn't have to guess to know that there had been a big battle here, and the result should have been a difficult victory, or it was just a test of each other.

But they don't care about the ranking of the competition, Luo Yun cares!

If these two are still unwilling to give up fighting, the first place is likely to be his, so it may be a bit of a victory, but who will dislike the pie in the sky.

With a flash of footsteps, Luo Yun was about to enter the passage.

"Presumptuous, when is it your turn. Zhang Mengran was already a little annoyed, and when he saw that Luo Yun ignored them and wanted to enter the passage directly, he immediately burst into anger on him.

Zhang Mengran pulled and released his right hand, and the cold energy erupted, and everywhere he went, a thin layer of frost formed on the ground.

Human-level high-level martial arts - Ice Palm!

Luo Yun was furious, he and Zhang Mengran could be said to have no grudges and no hatred, but who expected that as soon as the other party made a move, it would be a cold ice palm that hurt people's hearts, and with his peak cultivation in the late Huang Jie, it was definitely more powerful than ordinary outer disciples to display human-level top-level martial arts.

"Rock avalanche!"

The refined sword came out of the sheath, Luo Yun collapsed with the mountain, and the momentum of the landslide swept to the side, the speed was as fast as lightning, and it disappeared in a flash.

It is precisely the move that is known for footwork and speed among the thirteen swordsmanship.

Kerala!

Luo Yun's original position was covered in biting frost, and it was conceivable that Luo Yun would have had nothing to dodge in the past.

Keeping his distance from Zhang Mengran, Luo Yun said expressionlessly: "It's too much!"

"You are a mere peak disciple of Huang Jie's mid-stage, how can He De be ranked third, let alone delusional about the first place, stay and go. Zhang Mengran didn't take Luo Yun in his eyes at all, even if he had just dodged his palm.

The clay people have three points of temper, not to mention the young and vigorous Luo Yun, a cold light burst out of his eyes, Luo Yun's palms and bones burst out, holding the hilt of the sword tightly, although he is not sure, but he really wants to fight to the death, and he may not be able to hurt the other party.

"Why, you still want to do it, believe it or not, I'll abolish you now, and then check it out, at most punish me a little, and no one will give up my genius for you." Zhang Mengran grinned and sneered, moving a hint of murderous intent.

Wu Zaoming, who was on the side, had no reason to let Zhang Haoran continue to be arrogant, and said sarcastically: "It's so majestic, I want to see how you abolish him in front of me." ”

Zhang Mengran said gloomily: "Wu Zaoming, have you made up your mind to do it right with me? ”

"Joke, I have something to regret. ”

"Hmph, let's see who becomes a Gensuke martial artist first! But I'm going to abolish this kid, so I'll do it in front of you. ”

The figure was suddenly elongated, Zhang Mengran's left hand was behind his back, and his right hand was full of frost energy, and he took Luo Yun's head directly in one step.

Feeling that chilling energy, Luo Yun had a crisis in his heart for the first time, and he changed his sword to holding a sword with both hands, and laid a layer of fine sword curtain in front of him.

Burst!

Like cold ice meeting boiling water, the sword curtain melted and disintegrated under Zhang Mengran's palm, seeing that the opponent's palm was about to press on his chest, Luo Yun shouted angrily, and his left hand clenched into a fist to meet it.

"The flames are immeasurable!"

This move was the strongest punch in the Fire Flame Fist, and Luo Yun had already practiced it to the integration of rigidity and softness, and at this time, combined with the angry emotion, it immediately pushed it to an unbelievable realm.

Before the two fists touched, there was already a crackling and slight cracking sound, Zhang Mengran was taken aback, he had never seen such a fierce Fire Flame Fist, it was simply not under the human-level high-level martial arts, but so what, in terms of the total amount and quality of internal qi, he had an overwhelming advantage.

"Get out!"

The cold spit, Zhang Mengran's strength increased again, and a lightning-like palm pressed on Luo Yun's fist.

Bang!

The frost shattered, Luo Yun was immediately knocked out, blood secreted from the corner of his mouth, and the cold air in his left arm was rising, and he could no longer exert himself.

"Next time, remember to have long eyes, not everyone can be offended. The body paused slightly, and Zhang Mengran slapped Luo Yun again.

At this moment, Luo Yun didn't care about anything else, his right wrist flicked, and the refined sword turned into a brilliant cold light and stabbed out, sharp and elegant, obviously very close, but it gave people the illusion that it was still far away, even Zhang Mengran was a little stunned for a while, and his left hand behind his back hurriedly poked out, wanting to capture that sword edge.

Wu Zongming looked at this situation and knew that even if Ye Chen hurt Zhang Haoran, he would be abolished, and he would be abolished in front of him, how could he stand it.

"Too godly and ruthless!"

In the splash of sparks, Wu Zaoming rushed out with an arrow and punched Zhang Mengran from the side.

Facing the bag clamp of the two, Zhang Mengran could no longer remain calm, his hands were withdrawn instantly, his sleeves swung, and his figure seemed to shrink into inches, and he broke away from the encirclement of the two in the blink of an eye.

Wu Zaoming didn't expect to be able to hit Zhang Mengran, but the strength of the other party made him more and more jealous, Feiyan Gong cultivated to the fourth level, Liuying Three Disc Strength Dacheng, Cold Ice Palm Dacheng, and now there is another footwork martial art 'Inch Walk', I really don't know what other powerful martial arts he hid.

"This brother, what's your name. Wu Zaoming took a deep breath and turned his head to Luo Yun and asked.

Luo Yun was urging the internal qi to expel the cold qi on his left arm, and when he heard it, he said, "Luo Yun." ”

"You should know my name, so I won't say more, but your fist and swordsmanship are very good! He also noticed Luo Yun's punch just now, although he was injured in the fight with Zhang Mengran, but among the outer disciples, there are a few people who can resist Zhang Mengran's palm, not to mention that Luo Yun is only the peak cultivation of Huang Jie's middle stage.

"I smiled. Luo Yun's tone was flat, but his heart was a little anxious, the cold qi of the cold ice palm was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, how could it not be cleaned, at this time Luo Yun regretted it a little, if he had cultivated a human-level intermediate level exercise, although the quality of internal qi at that time was not as good as Zhang Mengran, it would not be much worse, and it would definitely be able to drive away this cold qi.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Luo Yun, the value of human-level middle-level exercises is equivalent to human-level high-level martial arts, which cannot be obtained as his outer disciples, and some of the more rubbish human-level middle-level exercises and martial arts pavilions do have them, but the exercises are not cultivated if you want to cultivate, which is very energy-consuming and time-consuming, and if you change the exercises in the future, you will have to spend a certain amount of time refining the original internal qi, which is very unwise, so Luo Yun originally planned to get a good exercise by breaking into the woodman alley, where did he know that he would encounter this situation.

"Wu Zaoming, you are looking for death. was forced back by the two of them, Zhang Mengran's face was red and white, and finally purple and blue, gloomy and terrifying.

Wu Zaoming said coldly: "You are not qualified to say this. ”

"Very good, don't think about leaving either of you today, Bing Xue Kunlun!" In the later stage, the peak internal qi puffed up, and the blue light on Zhang Mengran's body flashed away, which was a sign that Feiyan Gong was urging to the limit, which showed that he was already really angry and desperate to make a move.

I saw Zhang Mengran draw half a circle with each hand, and the terrible cold wind gathered into a group, spinning endlessly, and roaring towards the two of them.