"Despicable!" Mu Yunren's face narrowed, and he looked at the thirty people around him. Each of them was at least at the Spirit Emperor Realm. There was a vague flow of law power between the swords and swords. Obviously, his strength was very extraordinary.

No wonder Zuo Aolong is so confident. It turns out that he had already bribed the Linghuang students from more than 30 Holy Academy.

"Despicable?" Zuo Aolong raised his eyes slightly and said immediately: "The Holy Academy competition is the survival of the fittest, so how can there be a despicable saying?"

Although Zuo Aolong's approach was a bit despicable, no one in the audience said. Not to mention that Jian Fengyun had grudges with the disciples of these forces. Even if there was no grudge, the rules of the Holy Academy competition were originally to test the comprehensive strength of the warriors. Without rules, how could there be a despicable statement?

Looking at Zuo Aolong's smug look, Jian Fengyun shook his head slightly and said, "It seems that if I don't drive you off the ring, I guess you can be here for a day."

"What a disgusting guy, you dare to be stubborn. You will destroy your five limbs in a while!" Zuo Aolong was furious and pointed his hand and said, "Blow me, beat me to death!"

"yes!"

The more than thirty people were thinking of Jian Fengyun rushing up, and their bodies were filled with laws and magical powers blooming on the weapons. The more than thirty spiritual emperors were not ordinary warriors.

"Tianyun Sword Qi!"

"Flame Slash!"

"Mu Xuan Kill!"...

The light of magical powers burst out with all kinds of lights, and the power of the laws of various attributes surged out like money.

Jian Fengyun's face was extremely calm. Looking at the powerful Spirit Emperor in front of him, the next moment, his figure suddenly turned into a phantom and stepped by the crowd.

The body turns into a phantom, like the breeze.

Every time after a breath, Jian Fengyun's figure would appear in front of a powerful Ling Emperor Realm, and the power of the law on the powerful Ling Emperor Realm was like a basin of cold water, extinguished in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

At this moment, the movements of these Spirit Emperors seemed to have slowed down countless times in an instant, and were directly poked out by Jian Fengyun and punched him away.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

Jian Fengyun rushed forward all the way, and wherever he passed, all the people around him became the celestial girl scattered flowers, and he punched him one by one.

You know, although his realm is only in the Spirit King Realm, he does not need to use the sword energy to deal with these ordinary spirit emperors. The devouring power of the Dacheng Swallowing Heaven Sword Body explodes instantly, and his confidant can devour the power of the law contained in the Spirit Emperor Forest magical power. With one punch, the qi and blood power of the Swallowing Heaven Sword Body surged, and its power was comparable to the attack of the Spirit Emperor Realm. In addition, his level was more than enough to deal with these ordinary spirit emperors?

When Jian Fengyun rushed to Zuo Aolong, everyone else had been knocked out of the ring.

The whole audience was silenced and shocked. This guy is too powerful, right? Is this really the strength of the Spirit King Realm? But judging from the mighty posture just now, at least the strength of the peak of the Spirit King Realm!

Could it be that he deliberately hides his cultivation and pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?

But there are naturally elders and strong people from various major forces present, and there is no shortage of people at the peak of the Spirit King Realm or above the Spirit King Realm. Naturally, they can easily sense the breath of Jian Fengyun. It is indeed only in the early stage of the Spirit King Realm.

This made them all feel confused, and they whispered to each other and exchanged ideas.

"It's the same again. This sword Fengyun is obviously the strength of the Spirit King Realm, but he can cross a large realm of the Spirit King Realm, and the warrior who is so cruel to the Spirit King Realm is so weird."

"Yes, when he was in Wuling City, he still broke through the Spirit King Realm on the spot and used the strength of the Spirit King Realm to fight against Yin Ba and other geniuses."

"I didn't expect that the physical skills you practiced are quite strong, and you can reach the strength of the Spirit Lord realm!" Zuo Aolong's figure flashed, dodging Jian Fengyun's attack, and he said in surprise and unexpectedly.

After Zuo Aolong's words fell, the audience suddenly became an uproar.

"It turns out that Jian Fengyun practices physical skills. No wonder, the realm is only in the Spirit King realm, and his combat power is comparable to that of the Spirit King. It turns out that it is all due to the physical body."

"Isn't that sword Fengyun finished practicing physical skills? The physical skills have not been cut off since ancient times. After the Dharma-Ending Age, everyone understands that although physical skills are strong, they must be less powerful than supernatural powers."

"Who knows what he is thinking, but since he knows that Jian Fengyun is practicing physical skills, he will not let him get close. He will use his magical powers to consume him to death, and he will undoubtedly be defeated."

The warriors from various major forces suddenly realized why Zuo Aolong had always been so confident just now, and it turned out that he knew Jian Fengyun's weakness.

Looking at Jian Fengyun on the ring, he was ready to go up and compete with Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun looked at Zuo Aolong's proud face and was about to take action.

"Young Master, let me do it." Mu Yunren immediately walked to Jian Fengyun and said with a firm expression.

Mu Yunren's face was firm, his fists were clenched, and there was a blazing fire in his eyes.

Jian Fengyun looked at him, then looked at Wanyan Huo on the high platform, and immediately understood something in his heart. He nodded directly and said, "Go and try the power of the "Tianhuo Dao Sutra". You have been practicing for three months."

"Yes!" Mu Yunren nodded firmly, and immediately stepped towards Zuo Aolong who was facing the opposite side.

"Haha, why are you, the abandoned disciple of the Spiritual Artifact Peak? You also want to compete with me?" Zuo Aolong glanced at Mu Yun Blade with contempt and spoke immediately.

He could feel that Mu Yunbian's cultivation level was only in the early stage of the Spirit Lord Realm, and it was obviously stagnant for many years. In addition, there was no spiritual weapon peak and the cultivation of magical powers, even ordinary Lingjun Realm warriors could not compare with them.

"The ring competition is not limited, why can't we compete with you?" Mu Yunren's face was firm, his eyes were staring at Zuo Aolong, and he immediately spoke.

"Mu Yun Bian, wasn't he the disciple who was swept out of the Lingqi Peak a hundred years ago? I didn't expect that he still had the courage to go up and challenge the genius disciples of the Lingqi Peak now?"

"Haha, what courage is this? Isn't this just asking for death alive?"

"Without the resource cultivation of the Spiritual Artifact Peak, he is the only one who defeats the Spirit Lord, and he still wants to fight against our Senior Brother Zuo."

"Yes, he has been contributing to the hall setting up a stall for decades. He is a waste who set up a stall and wants to come over to challenge the genius. He is simply overestimating his ability."

For a moment, the disciples of the Holy Academy who were watching from the audience suddenly mocked him, almost everyone felt that Mu Yun Blade would definitely fail. Although they were all in the Zero Lord realm, warriors of the same realm were also divided into levels. The talent of being swept out of the house like Mu Yun Blade must be incomparable to genius warriors like Zuo Aolong.
Chapter completed!