Chen Yun stared at it and found that this person's face was stiff, as if he was covered with a mask, and his face was pale with a little coldness, but he had never seen this person before, so he was sure.

"You know me?"

"I don't know!"

"Then how do you know that I have the Zhou family's ancestral space magic weapon in my hand?"

"You have too many questions, I only sue you, give me something, I will spare your life! If you don't hand over things, you will even stay here!" The purple-clothed man's words seemed to be soaked with ice, which made people chill when they heard it.

When the purple-clothed man spoke, he was less than seven or eight zhang away from Chen Yun, and continued to walk towards Chen Yun.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in Chen Yun's heart for a while, and he felt that there was an aura in this purple-clothed person, and that momentum made him feel depressed.

"This space magic weapon is in my hands, and very few people know about it, if the father and daughter of the Zhou family sue this person to ask for it, it may be very small, because they can give themselves something else. Even if the two monks of the Zhou family came to Qilin Villa in the past few days, the father and daughter of the Zhou family occasionally mentioned it when chatting to let them know, but none of those two people were similar to the person in front of them in terms of body shape and demeanor. So who is this person, and how did he know that he had this small space magic weapon?"

"I'll give you a five-breath time choice, if you don't pay, I can only send you on your way!"

When the purple-clothed man said this, he stopped within three or four zhang of Chen Yun, and the aura emanating from his body made Chen Yun feel that he was not under that Guo Huai, and it was even slightly stronger.

"This person's cultivation at the peak of the middle of the Eight Desolations is comparable to the cultivation of Huang Jian Tang Yue that he met a few months ago!" Chen Yun probably judged the cultivation of this purple-clothed man based on his experience during this time.

At the same time, it also began to operate the true understanding of the gods. Fusion of strange true elements, although he is unwilling to fight with this person inexplicably, but this person is imposing. How could Chen Yun sit still and wait to die.

"One breath!" the man in purple said expressionlessly.

"Do you know Guo Huai?"

"I don't know, you talk too much nonsense!

"My cultivation is only at the eighth level of the Nine Forging Realm, and you are at least in the middle of the Eight Desolation Realm, is it unfair to fight like this, if I cultivate for another ten years, it will not be worse than you!"

"What do you think is fair?

"Three moves to determine the winner. If I can catch your three attacks, you let me go, and I don't take this space artifact. If I lose, I'll offer it with both hands!"

The cold gaze of the man in purple stared at Chen Yun's face like a sword, as if he wanted to read Chen Yun's thoughts.

"You're confident that you can catch me three times?"

"I'm willing to risk my life and give it a try!"

Chen Yun thought that as soon as he came out of Yangliu Town, this person came towards the spatial magic weapon. This proves that Zhou Shuyan's guess is correct. So he didn't want to give up, not to mention that it was useless for him to have the last true yuan sealed by Yang Yanyu.

"Then give you a chance, pick me up three times!" As the man in purple spoke, his pale face froze, as if he was ready to attack.

At this time, Chen Yun had already fused the Curious Alien True Element, and when he saw that the person was ready to attack, he slowly retreated, and at the same time took this opportunity to begin to condense the colorful fire clouds.

The man in purple. Seeing Chen Yun slowly retreating, a sneer appeared on his face.

But when he saw Chen Yun's hands slowly hanging on each of them, a multicolored fire cloud floated. His face was still cold and pale.

"The first move, Ice Cone!"

As the purple-clothed man spoke, he pushed with one hand, and a three-foot-long, crystal-clear ice pick shot towards Chen Yun, and the speed was so fast that it was the first time he had encountered it since Chen Yun's fighting method.

Chen Yun didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly urged Zhenyuan, and a multicolored fire cloud slammed towards the ice pick.

The ice pick and the multicolored fire cloud collided fiercely between the two, and actually hit a cloud of smoke, just when Chen Yun thought that the ice pick had been destroyed, he found that the ice pick had pierced the multicolored fire cloud, and he continued to stab at him, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart.

You must know that Chen Yun used to fight with Ma Cripple Ma that one of his multicolored fire clouds also needed to be slowly destroyed by Ma Cripple in his heyday with four or five blows with a flying sword, and this purple-clothed man understated an ice pick, which could not destroy the multicolored fire clouds, and he could actually continue to attack himself.

Chen Yun was less than two feet away from the ice pick at this time, and he didn't dare to hold it up anymore, so he used the multicolored fire cloud in his other hand to urge him with the true yuan, and quickly rushed towards the ice pick, and at the same time, his body retreated sharply backwards.

The ice pick collided with the colorful fire cloud that Chen Yun shot again!

"Bang!" was another loud bang.

At the same time, a cloud of white smoke is produced again.

Before the smoke cleared, Chen Yun stared at it and found that although the ice pick was a little weakened, it still flew towards him.

Chen Yun was no longer surprised in his heart at this time!

He had sneak attacked the person named Huang Jian Tang Yue before, although he knew that that person's cultivation was also terrifying, but that time was a sneak attack after all, Tang Yue made a move in a hurry, and his strength was not brought into play at all. This time, when he officially fought with a monk who might be at the peak of the middle stage of the Eight Desolations, he realized that the gap between himself and the Eight Desolations was too big!

Fortunately, the ice pick has shrunk from three feet in size to less than one foot, otherwise, Chen Yun is no longer ready to fight, although the space magic weapon is important, but after all, it is something outside the body, and the small life is the most important.

Chen Yun saw that the ice pick, which was less than a foot long, continued to fly towards him under the drive of the purple-clothed man, and in retreat, he sacrificed the Turtle Dragon Ding out again, blocking in front of him.

"Dang!" There was a loud bang, and Chen Yun's ears were numb, and as the Turtle Dragon Ding was repulsed, he retreated again.

The ice pick, which was less than a foot long, finally shattered inch by inch after hitting the Turtle Dragon Ding, and scattered all over the ground.

"There are also some doorways that actually caught me with a blow of fifty percent cultivation!" Although the purple-clothed man's words were still cold, there was a hint of surprise on his face.

The man in purple knew that if he could make this move next and not be injured, he would at least need the cultivation and combat power of the early stage of the Eight Desolations, and Chen Yun caught it with the eighth-layer cultivation of the Nine Forging Realm, which was indeed beyond his expectations!

"Second move, Double Ice Sword!"

Chen Yun, who was five or six feet away, even if he wanted to slowly condense the colorful fire clouds at this time, it was impossible.

Two ice swords that were more than five feet long and the cold air broke through the air again.

Chen Yun had no choice but to rush Zhen Yuan, and constantly shot out more than a dozen fire clouds towards the two ice swords, but although each of these fire clouds only had the attack power of the nine layers of the Nine Forging Realm, in the face of those two ice swords that were speeding over, they were like tofu, and they were shattered one by one with just a slight block.

Those two ice swords still shot towards Chen Yunfei at a rapid pace!

Chen Yun knew that this was the time of life and death, and he couldn't keep his hands any longer!

As soon as Zhenyuan urged, the fire dragon stick flew out of the small Qiankun bag, like a fiery red flying python, and hit one of the two ice swords, this time Chen Yun also hit with all his strength, no longer caring whether this fire dragon stick could be recovered.

At the same time, he sacrificed the Turtle Dragon Ding, and made a seal to it, a half-zhang long purple red Jiao flew out of the ding, Chen Yun Zhenyuan urged, let the purple red Xiaojiao towards another ice sword.

I only saw the fire python-like fire dragon stick and the purple red little Jiao, which collided with the two ice swords one after another.

"Bang!

After two loud bangs, red and white light shot out in all directions from the place of impact!

Chen Yun stared at it after the loud noise, and as he expected, his fire dragon stick was knocked upside down and soon fell to the ground, and there seemed to be some cracks on it. And the purple red little Jiao has been completely destroyed by the ice sword, after all, it is transformed by vitality, and there is still a gap between the solid Cheng dù and the fire dragon stick.

After the impact, the two ice swords were also a little shrunk, only half the size of their originals. It seems that the purple-clothed man visualized it with his vitality, and it is not a real magic weapon.

But those two ice swords, the shock was still cold, and after stabbing down the fire dragon stick and the purple red small jiao, they were less than three zhang away from Chen Yun.

Chen Yun's eyes widened, not daring to be careless, Zhen Yuan urged, urged the 'Black Thorn Whip' out and held it in his hand, injected it into Zhen Yuan, and then quickly struck towards the two ice swords.

All of a sudden, Chen Yun's front was full of barbed whip shadows, but although the black thorn whip hit the ice sword, it slightly blocked the force of its flying shot, and there seemed to be an elastic force on the two ice swords, which bounced Chen Yun's black thorn whip away one by one after being drawn.

In Chen Yun's retreat, he could only sacrifice the turtle dragon tripod in front of him again, and within a distance of less than a zhang, Chen Yun had no time to dodge, not to mention that the ice sword was still controlled by the purple-clothed man's spiritual sense.

"When!

Two more sounds, those two ice swords, finally hit the turtle dragon tripod in front of Chen Yun, after the impact, Chen Yun found that he was a little unable to control this tripod with the true yuan, originally within three zhang he could control back and forth freely, but the crashed turtle dragon tripod was uncontrollably hit towards Chen Yun!

Chen Yun was already shocked at this time, he no longer despised the strength of the man in purple, but now he found that he still despised it......!