In the Immortal Palace, Jian Fengyun's body suddenly shook, and a mouthful of blood was spit out instantly, and scarlet blood flowed all over the floor.

"presumptuous!"

On the ring, Han Xian'er's figure suddenly descended, and stepped on a strange black lotus, which immediately bombarded the holy realm powerhouse of the ancient Dragon Elephant clan.

"puff!"

The body of the holy realm powerhouse of the Ancient Dragon Elephant tribe flew backwards, vomiting blood in the air, but glaring with his eyes: "Sword Fengyun, the Ancient Dragon Elephant tribe will definitely not let you go. You must pay the price."

The next moment, Jian Fengyun's figure appeared in the void again, and the blood on the corner of his mouth had been wiped away, but his face was a little pale.

The ring competition continues. Although he is seriously injured, he still needs to stand here to fight.

"Please pay attention to elders of all major forces. Anyone who interferes in the Holy Academy competition will never be careless." Han Xian'er stood coldly on the ring, swept the warriors of all major forces under the ring with cold eyes, and immediately spoke.

On the high platform

When Ouyang Xuan saw this scene, a cold look flashed in his eyes, frowned, and said in his heart: "I didn't expect that this Han Xian'er's strength would have improved even after a few days."

In Ouyang Xuan's memory, although Han Xian'er's demon lotus poisonous immortal body is powerful, he himself does not know how to control it, so it is difficult to fully exert the strength of the demon lotus poisonous immortal body every time. However, Han Xian'er's move just now seemed to have already exerted the power of the demon lotus poisonous immortal body, which is quite different from his previous understanding.

"You... are you okay." Han Xian'er turned sideways slightly, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"It's okay." Jian Fengyun's mouth moved slightly and then said.

Although he was seriously injured, some methods were not used. If he only dealt with warriors in the holy realm, he was still confident.

"Okay, if it doesn't work, then step down, and no one will make things difficult for you." Han Xian'er looked at Jian Fengyun's firm expression, moved her beautiful eyes and spoke.

"Yeah!" Jian Fengyun responded lightly, and then his eyes swept around again.

Being timid before fighting is not his style.

Looking at the fighting spirit burning in Jian Fengyun's eyes, Han Xian'er pursed her lips slightly, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and returned to the platform.

At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped onto the ring.

"Boss, today I'll protect you. I'll see who dares to attack you." Wang Chuyuan looked at Jian Fengyun firmly, and his steps slowly stepped towards Jian Fengyun.

"Fatty." Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, and he immediately said as he looked at the slightly fat boy walking towards him.

"Boss, stop talking, let me help you protect the Tao first. I am a disciple of Tianxuan Taoist Court." Wang Chuyuan's face showed a smile of reunion after a long separation and spoke immediately.

"I said fat man, I actually took my back and acted privately. I'll wait for the competition to finish. I don't want to clean up you well." At this moment, a figure of a woman in green suddenly fell on the ring.

"Wang Yu, you guys?" Jian Fengyun looked at the woman in green who appeared in front of him, and immediately frowned and looked at Wang Chuyuan beside him.

A smile appeared on Wang Chuyuan's face and said, "Boss, thanks to your guidance, Yu'er and I are now together."

Looking at the scenes on the ring, a riot suddenly broke out in the crowd.

"Oh my God, Jian Fengyun is actually the boss of Chuyuan, the genius king of Tianxuan Daoyuan formation."

"Yes, looking at it, Wang Chuyuan's formation seemed to be guided by Jian Fengyun.

There were a lot of discussions among the crowd. Many people in the Tianxuan upper realm were not familiar with Jian Fengyun, but Wang Chuyuan and Wang Yu were well-known to many people in the Tianxuan upper realm. Among them, Wang Chuyuan defeated all the geniuses of Tianxuan Daoyuan and set up a formation that even the president of Tianxuan Daoyuan could not untie. This kind of geniuses has long been familiar to many people.

But no one expected that Jian Fengyun was the boss of a genius like Wang Chuyuan.

"Young Master Fengyun, long time no see you."

"It's finally our turn to help you today, Jian Fengyun, you have to thank us sisters later."

Among the crowd, Princess Honglian and Princess Hongshang of the ancient Zhuque Kingdom also stepped forward and landed beside Jian Fengyun. Both of them were among the top 100 students in the Holy Academy.

Seeing two beautiful figures in red dress falling on the ring, a stronger chaos suddenly broke out in the crowd.

"What's the situation? These two are princesses from the ancient Suzaku Kingdom. Moreover, the bloodline concentration of Suzaku is not low. There is also the famous Suzaku guarding the Taoist. How could Jian Fengyun know them?"

"The ancient country of Suzaku, that's the ancient country. How could Jian Fengyun have helped them?"

The ancient country of Zhuque is a peerless force in the hearts of the people in the upper realm of Tianxuan. It can be called the power of the ancient country for at least a hundred years, and there are more than one living emperor-centered powerful people in the ancient country.

"The Holy Son of the Nine Man Palace, Yao Hanjiang, come to protect the Taoist Master Jian." Yao Hanjiang was wearing a black suit, and a mysterious virtual air flashed in his light blue eyes.

"The saint of Jiuman Palace, Wang Jing, I am willing to protect the Taoist master Jian." Wang Jing was wearing a long red dress and long skin with jade-like skin, and a fairy in the painting was vividly lit up.

puff!

Everyone squirted out.

"I'll go, Jiuman Hall, the inheritance can be traced back to the ancient times, and it actually stood out for Jian Fengyun."

"Yao Hanjiang, Wang Jing, it is rumored that these two people have obtained the inheritance of the witch god of the Jiuman Palace, and their strength is comparable to that of the geniuses of Yin Ba's major forces."

Just as everyone was talking enthusiastically, two figures, one black and one yellow, suddenly appeared on the ring.

"The Princess of the Southern Dynasty of Nanshan, Qin Xuan, protects the way for the sword and the wind and clouds." Qin Xuan was wearing a black suit, a long white shawl, and a beautiful face, but was covered with coldness.

"I am a monk, the Buddha son of the West, and the Dharma name Sanguang, come to help Master Jian. I hope you don't seek death, otherwise I can only save you all." The Buddha son of the Sanguang smiled and spoke to everyone under the ring with great urgency.

Boom!

At this moment, everyone on and off the ring was shocked, including the Holy Dean elders on the high platform behind, who were shocked when they saw the figures of the two.

"Oh my God, am I dazzled? The legendary emperor Nanshan Nan Dynasty that controls the southern part of the Wandi Realm, their princess actually appeared in the upper realm of Tianxuan to protect the Taoist path for a young man from the lower realm."
Chapter completed!