Now that Wang Yifei has spoken, Zhong Zhen has no choice but to make a move. He threw the long sword in his arms into the air, and then pulled out the blade of the sword.

"Duyuan Sword, first-order inferior grade, no additional spells," the voice of the immortal soul sounded in Ye Yunzhihai.

In the late stage of the Divine Realm, the Immortal Divine Soul reported Zhong Zhen's strength to Ye Yun.

Zhong Zhen jumped up lightly, easily jumped over the small wooden table, and the Duyuan sword in his hand pierced Ye Yun's heart.

So ruthless!

Ye Yun stared at the Du Yuan Sword that stabbed over, this Zhong Zhen didn't make a move, and if he made a move, he would be killed!

"Immortal cultivator!" said the guard standing behind the elder and bustard in surprise.

"Ah!" the old man and the bustard were shocked, she was not afraid of an immortal cultivator, but had already expected that the red-haired young man who was powerless was about to die tragically in this hut, and there would be one more outlaw in this world.

Ye Yun looked coldly at the tip of the Duyuan Sword, which exuded a faint red vitality.

Du Yuanjian was only an inch away from Ye Yun's heart, looking at Ye Yun with an expressionless face, Zhong Zhen sneered in his heart, it seemed that he was still too worried, this red-haired young man was just an ordinary person. Even if he was an immortal cultivator, at such a close distance, Zhong Zhen was confident that he would be able to completely kill him!

"Haoran Qidong!" At the moment when the blade of Du Yuanjian's sword was already close to his clothes, Ye Yun glared at Zhong Zhen and suddenly shouted, and a rebound red qi burst out.

Before everyone could react, Zhong Zhen, who was like a rainbow, flew out upside down with the Duyuan sword in his hand, first knocking over the small wooden table, and then knocking the boiling small tea stove on the side to the ground, making a crisp sound, and the hot water splashed a small dot on the ground, and then the dot spread rapidly, emitting a hot mist.

"How is this possible!" The little black-clothed minion was full of horror and surprise, like swallowing a huge durian, Zhong Zhen, the strongest guard in the mansion, an immortal cultivator who was raised with thirty taels of silver a month, was actually defeated by the red-haired boy with one move.

"Young Master Xiaoye, you are an immortal cultivator," the old man and the bustard looked at Ye Yun and slowly spit out a few words.

A faint hint of surprise flashed in Fu Chenxi's eyes on the side, and then it calmed down instantly.

Wang Yifei covered his face, there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ye Yun fiercely, he didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble. Zhong Zhen's strength in the late stage of the gods, although it can't be said that he walked sideways in Yuncang City, but at least he had never suffered a loss before.

The two big men helped Zhong Zhen, who was rolling on the ground, and seemed to be injured a lot.

"Which sect are you?" Wang Yifei stared at Ye Yun and asked in a cold voice.

Ye Yun lightly touched his forehead, then showed a faint smile, looked at Wang Yifei and said, "Yuncang Academy!"

"Yuncang Academy?" Wang Yifei frowned, Yuncang Academy and their Wang family and the Changkong family can be regarded as an alliance in Yuncang City, if Ye Yun is really a disciple of Yuncang Academy, he really can't find this field.

"Hmph, I've seen all the famous disciples of Yuncang Academy," Wang Yifei said coldly, "I don't remember you as a person. ”

Ye Yun shook his head with some disappointment, "You are also qualified to see me, I am a closed disciple under the seat of the white-eyed old master!"

At this time, Zhong Zhen whispered in Wang Yifei's ear: "Childe, this person really uses Confucian exercises. ”

Wang Yifei's brows furrowed, he glanced at Ye Yun, and then snorted coldly: "Let's go!" After speaking, he covered his face and white teeth, and walked out of the door with someone stupid.

"Thank you, Young Master Ye," Fu Chenxi turned to look at Ye Yun and said gratefully.

Ye Yun waved his hand lightly, and then said, "It's all a gesture!"

"Is Xiao Ye Gongzi really the big disciple of the white-eyed old master?" Fu Chenxi asked suspiciously.

"Of course," Ye Yun felt that when he was lying, it was especially like the truth.

And in a room not far from Fu Chenxi's room, several young men and women of the same age as Ye Yun were smiling at Wang Yifei who came out of the room covering his face.

"Brother Wang, your eldest brother was beaten, don't you go back to the field?" The one who spoke was a young man in a gray-blue robe, the boy's name was Changkong Lu, the grandson of the Changkong family, one of the four major families in Yuncang City. Changkong Lu had a big black head and a small but delicate dagger stuck in his waist.

"Brother Changkong, it's not that you don't know that I am in the same boat as him," it was Brother Wang in Changkonglu's mouth, Wang Zhengnan's second son, Wang Yishou, Wang Yishou looked at the teacup in his hand, "If it weren't for my father's jealousy of the strength of my mother's family, Wang Yifei would also be qualified to ride on my head." Wang Yishou had an ordinary face and a scar on his face, he looked at the cup in his hand and gently pinched it into powder.

And in the corner, a girl was sitting with her eyes closed, it was the sky and the snow, she slowly opened her eyes, revealing a trace of disgusted affection, if it wasn't for the eldest brother forcibly pulling her to see what treasure appraisal, she wouldn't want to stay in such a windy and moonlit place.

"Alright, alright," a woman in a short red dress stood up from her seat, "Yishou, your father is not unaware of your talent, and you definitely have more weight in his heart than Wang Yifei." The woman in the short red skirt was named Changkong Qi, and she was a more talented child of the Changkong family, and her eyes were full of admiration when she looked at Wang Yishou.

"Yes, yes, second brother," the speaker was a long-haired young man sitting very close to the sky and clear snow, the young man's face was a little abnormally pale, this person was Wang Yishou's cousin Wang Ichigo.

After Wang Ichigo finished speaking, he looked at the sky and clear snow on the side, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, like a pervert who had never seen a woman, and like a drunkard who had not seen fine wine for a long time.

"Qingxue, wait a minute, if there is a magic weapon you like, just say, I will definitely buy it for you," Wang Ichigo said softly.

Sky Qingxue frowned slightly, as soon as he left the Cloud Cang Academy, this Wang Ichigo followed her like a fart. If it weren't for the friendship between the eldest brother and these people, as well as the relationship between the Yuncang Academy, the Changkong family, and the Wang family, she would have killed this hungry ghost a long time ago!

"Look, it's on," Changkong Qi said excitedly, pointing to the hall.

Changkong Lu looked at Changkong Qi's line of sight with interest, and muttered curiously: "These guys haven't been to Yuncang City for a long time, and I don't know what magic weapons Baiyun Trading House has brought." ”

The hall on the first floor of the building was rearranged as an auction table where the dancers performed. Several black-clad guards protected the place under the auction table.

"Treasure Appreciation Meeting?" Ye Yun stood at the window, looked at the auction table below, and asked suspiciously, he had never heard of such an interesting thing in Yuncang City.

"Sure enough, it's a closed disciple, the news is really ill-informed," Fu Chenxi smiled lightly, looked at Ye Yun and said, "But if there is a war between the righteous path and the evil path in the territory of the Yun Clan, the Baiyun Commercial House will come to peddle their various magic weapons!"