World of Xianxia

The huge gentleman sword fell off in the air and landed on top of Ye Yun's head.

Seeing that the Excalibur was unmatched, he cut it straight and actually cut Ye Yun in half.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe their eyes. Ye Yun's repair was just as powerful. Although this sword is extremely powerful, how could one sword cut him in half?

Not to mention these disciples, even Ming Siyi had a look on his face and couldn't believe his eyes.

He gently touched his right hand, and the gentleman's sword turned into a stream of light falling on his palm.

However, at this moment, he saw that Ye Yun, which had been cut in half, slowly dispersed, turned into a bit of light and shadow, and disappeared into the air.

"It's a good sword, but it can cut my afterglow."

Ye Yun's voice came from behind Ming Siyi. He didn't know when he hid everyone's eyes and came behind Ming Siyi.

Ming Siyi was shocked and pale, but he turned sharply, but he saw Ye Yun standing well outside his feet, standing with his hands on his back, with a scornful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"How is that possible?" Ming Siyi's eyes were full of horror. He could hardly believe the scene in front of him. Ye Yun actually escaped the sword as a ghost.

His gentleman sword attacked, and never encountered such a situation, either he was beheaded or seriously injured, or his strength was far superior to him, then he would not do it.

The calmness and calmness of Ming Siyi's face disappeared long ago, and the killing in his eyes had faded. Facing Ye Yun's dodge just now, he could not help but retreat.

He was so confident in his sword that he saw Ye Yun cut it in half with great joy. Although the beating of Master Feng's registered disciple directly might cause great trouble, in his opinion, it is only a registered disciple, and the trouble is not too great. If he is a formal disciple, he would not dare to do so .

However, I did not expect that instead of beheading Ye Yun, this sword was easily avoided by him, appearing behind Ming Siyi with a mockery. This made Ming Siyi instantly understand that Ye Yun's strength is likely to be as powerful as rumors, and I am afraid that the battle with Murong without trace is also true.

Ye Yun laughed mockingly: "Brother Ming, I said that I will let you do three moves. Now is the first move, and there are two more moves, let's go."

Ming Siyi's mouth twitched slightly, her eyes flashing with hatred.

If he recedes, his prestige over the years will probably collapse at this moment. If he continues to shoot, he has lost the confidence to win. Immediately in a dilemma, Ming Siyi was unable to make a decision for a while.

The disciples around the square looked at Ye Yun with awe in their eyes. This realm has such cultivation. Although it is just dodging, how can a teenager who can become an inner disciple do not know how much Ye Yun's dodging just now? Chic, how difficult it is.

"No wonder Master Feng will accept him as a disciple. I am afraid that this strength is already comparable to the peak of gas refining."

"Who said no? Although it was only a named disciple, I believe Brother Ye could soon become a formal disciple."

"Have you forgotten? Lord Feng has only nine official disciples in total. Brother Ye is likely to be the last one of my ten disciples without Wuyingfeng."

"Yes, Lord Feng has been looking for the tenth person these years, and he must have found it now."

"But Brother Ming is not easy to provoke. The grievances between the two are just like this, they will often shoot in the future."

"Shhh, whisper! Brother Ming is actually not terrible. The terrible thing is that he is the second man in the gentleman's hall. If Brother Yang takes a shot, it will be troublesome."

"Brother Yang? I heard that his cultivation has reached the peak of gas refining a few years ago. I don't know if the foundation building has been successful. If the foundation building is successful, then Brother Ye may be in trouble."

"Yeah, the whole Wuyingfeng has few people to build the foundation, and very few of the younger generation can build foundations in their early 20s, even if they look at Tianjianzong for thousands of years. Come and count. "

"Yes, if it wasn't for Brother Murong and Brother Chen Tianyun, I'm afraid Brother Yang would be the first person in my younger generation."

The disciples talked a lot. Although the voice was extremely low, there was a little bit of star drifting into Ye Yun's ears.

Ming Siyi's complexion changed slightly, so he had to look up and find out who was talking about him. It was almost impatient.

Ye Yun looked in his eyes and suddenly stepped out, his voice was like thunder: "Brother Ming, how can you still do two other tricks?"

Ming Siyi only felt a pressure coming from his face. It seemed like a mighty spirit, but not so dignified.

He knew that today's things could not be stopped, his eyes flashed coldly, the gentleman's sword in his hand rose slightly, and the light and shadows flowed.

"Gentle gentleman, gentle as a jade."

He groaned, and a hundred-zhang Guanghua erupted from the gentleman's sword, straight into the sky, condensing into the sky, and covering him from the head down.

"I made a sword just now, and it's your turn now. My trick is a gentleman's modest concession. You can break it, and today's things will stop. I will never hold it." But obviously there was no calmness in the past, and there was a little trembling.

Uproar!

At the moment when Ming Siyi raised the gentleman's sword, everyone thought that he would launch an attack. Wanting to come, Ming Siyi is the second figure of Junzitang. He has always been arrogant and moody. He is the only one who bullies others. Who dares to bully him? In his mind, facing Ye Yun's ridicule will certainly be intolerable, and he will inevitably shoot out.

However, no one thought that Ming Siyi actually performed a defensive move with a strong insider, and also boasted about the gentleman's modest concession style. As long as Ye Yun broke away today, he would let it go and never investigate it.

It sounds as if he has the upper hand and controls Ye Yun's life and death in his hands. In fact, he should be frightened. If he wanted to retreat, he was afraid that Ye Yun would not stop, and he was afraid of losing face, so he used such a trick to find a step. If Ye Yun can break, then he can also be said to give Ye Yun a chance, and the matter ends here to show generosity. If Ye Yun can't crack it, then it can be seen that his strength is actually not as powerful as imagined, but his body is strange and faster. I'm sorry, I will let you know today what the consequences of offending me will be.

Ming Siyi is profoundly computational, thinking that everything is under control.

Ye Yun was also surprised. He was still waiting for Ming Siyi's second sword, but he did not expect to have a defense.

"Thank you Brother Brother Ming for your mercy." Ye Yun laughed and said thank you very much, in fact, his tone was ridiculous.

The Purple Shadow Sword appeared in the palm of the hand, spreading slightly, and the light flow.

Suddenly, Ye Yun's momentum has changed, and he has become like a **** of ancient times.

Later, I saw the purple shadow sword in his hand slowly stabbing out, without the slightest fancy, and people did not feel any power.

The disciples who looked around were all stunned. What is Ye Yun doing? Is he also resigned, and then stabs a sword casually, so as to give both sides a step down?

Ming Siyi was also a stunner. He also didn't feel anything amazing about Ye Yun's sword. He had no power at all.

However, he did not think that Ye Yun was looking for the steps as the disciples thought. Since he could not see through, then the sword must be weird.

Ming Siyi did not dare to neglect, and his whole body was fully injected into the defense. As long as Ye Yun couldn't break it, the worst situation of today's affairs is so far, and it can be said that Ming Siyi is in control.

Jianmang circulated, forming a canopy on Ming Siyi's head, covering him.

A purple long sword stabbed slowly, seemingly slower and slower. In the end, even Ye Yun closed her eyes.

The disciples were all disappointed in their eyes. They originally thought that they would meet a glorious battle, but did not expect Ye Yun to take the initiative to give up, giving the two parties a step. It seems that the reputation of the gentleman's hall has given him tremendous pressure.

If you think about it, Ye Yun is not Wuyingfeng's top ten disciples. It would be unwise to have a complete dislike with Junzitang now.

When everyone was disappointed, the purple shadow sword handed out by Ye Yun gently touched the canopy formed by the swordsman ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Suddenly, the disciples only saw the canopy in their eyes. The light was flourishing, the purple light and light seemed to shoot out from every corner of the void, and the canopy formed by the sword's awn broke and broke, and the purple sword's horn shot straight in, concealing Ming Siyi.

Only a miserable scream was heard, and a figure flew out from the purple light in the sky, blood spurting from the mouth, blooming in the air, blood flowers passing by, shocking.

The next moment, the purple sword-mang collapsed and disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

On the square, Ye Yun stood with his hands in his hands, his mouth smirking with a hint of sneer. And dozens of feet away, Ming Siyi fell to the ground with blood on the corners of his mouth and chest. He looked like Guan Yu's face became pale and looked a little embarrassed.

"Brother Ming, the gentle and gentleman should maintain his grace. Where are you now, like a gentleman?" Ye Yun laughed and raised his hand, only to see the gentleman sword falling aside, and then turned into a streamer, Fell into his hands.

Ye Yun stretched out his hand, and injected a true energy into it, instantly erasing the mark of the gentleman in the gentleman's sword and turning it into an object without a subject.

"Since you don't look like a gentleman, I'll put away the gentleman's sword."

Ming Siyi was struggling to get up, but he was very hurt and fell heavily. His eyes were full of hate, but he was helpless.

"No, you ca n’t take this gentleman sword, but it ’s a gift from the Master. Ye Yun, you dare to take it, don't regret it."

Ye Yun's eyelids didn't look at him, he flicked the gentleman's sword lightly, and made a groan, which was crisp and beautiful, and spread around.

"This sword is not bad. I'm welcome."

After speaking, he put the gentleman sword into the thunder ring, and then flickered, and fell into the mission hall.

"Brother Management, is my contribution good?"