"Despicable!"

Seeing the figure in the sky flashing, Master Yin Yun disappeared without a trace. Feng Jueyu's heart suddenly sank. Without thinking about it, he silently used the impermanent magic skill of life and death. A faint silver light flashed under his feet, and he retreated in an instant.

A few meters away, the Chaos Dagger cut forward without thinking.

Whoosh!

A faint silver light roared out from the edge of the dagger, instantly cutting the afterimage that suddenly appeared in front of it into two halves. However, Feng Jueyu did not feel any joy at all. He knew that it was just a faint flash of light.

It's just the shadow left by Master Yun. This old man is indeed very powerful, and his speed alone makes him a little at a loss.

right.

Feng Jueyu, whose nerves were tense for a moment, released all the power in his consciousness, and suddenly found a wisp of extremely domineering power on his right, which was only two or three meters away from him. Feng Jueyu ate a big meal

Surprised, although he was no stranger to the realm of Xuan Dao, the actual true meaning still surprised him before it reached that level. In this short breath, Master Yin Yun showed two times of speed.

The changes were becoming more and more terrifying each time. In desperation, Feng Jueyu shouted loudly to urge the fourth level of Qi Armor. Emperor Tian Sword Qi filled his body, and he pushed out a palm with his backhand against the terrifying aura.

"boom!"

The terrifying impact force came from the obscure aura like the mighty Yangtze River. It hit Feng Jueyu's palm, giving birth to an unparalleled force. A pale white light slowly emerged, and the remnants of Master Yin Yun's

It also gradually solidified.

Weird stretched out his palm and hit Feng Jueyu's palm. Feng Jueyu let out a muffled cry and flew backwards. Looking at Feng Jueyu who was retreating far away, Master Yin Yun's calm expression showed a trace of surprise.

"Huh? This young man is so skillful that he can actually find my traces."

Although he was unexpectedly praised, Master Yin Yun's steps were not slow. The pale halo of light spread out like ripples, and white lotuses sprouted under his feet.

"Swish!"

Master Yin Yun violently swung his feet, and two white lotus balls of light whizzed towards Feng Jueyu in the distance. After kicking out two kicks, he disappeared again, and followed the white lotus towards Feng Jueyu.

Suffering from repeated sneak attacks, Feng Jueyu felt something miserable for the first time. The opponent's speed was so fast that even he was dazzled. What was even more shocking was that Master Yin Yun seemed to have no use.

Real skills.

"Four Elephants Royal!"

In desperation, Feng Jueyu could only use the Four Symbols Royal Art. The martial arts skills left by the ancient Hong Yuan immediately raised the air armor to another level. Xuanwu and Suzaku suddenly appeared, turning into the shadows of two huge spiritual beasts and attacking him.

Protected closely.

"boom!"

Bai Lian hit Feng Jueyu's chest, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but well up in his throat. Feng Jueyu felt a sweetness in his throat, and he quickly swallowed the mouthful of blood. There was a real energy in the blood, if

If it disperses, there will be no way to guard against the sneak attack of Master Yin Yun.

After being bombarded by two white lotuses, Feng Jueyu held back his breath and lifted his body up high. Based on his combat experience analysis, Master Yin Yun should be at his feet at this time, so even if he didn't see

Master Yin Yun, Feng Jueyu still counterattacked to defend, and his spiritual consciousness was suddenly released to the maximum. Feeling the gradual aura of true energy in the violent wind, Feng Jueyu suppressed it angrily.

"Four Elephants...kill!"

Xuanwu and Suzaku disappeared quickly, replaced by a green mad dragon and a huge white tiger. The two true energy lingered on the arms for a moment, merged into one on Feng Jueyu's chest, suddenly turned into green light, and brought out

The howling wind blasted towards the place where the faint breath appeared.

"boom!"

As expected, at the moment when the Four Symbols Killing Technique appeared, within a few meters of him, a powerful and violent force of true energy radiated out into ripples like rocks thrown into the water.

In the center, Master Yin Yun raised his eyes, his silver hair flying, and a bright green sword in his hand was coming from bottom to top with wisps of air-piercing energy.

A huge roar resounded the moment the four elephants hit the Qingliang sword. A raging storm spread from the center. Amid the roar, terrifying collisions were heard one after another.

Staring into the void, smoke and dust were everywhere, blown by the waves of sound that appeared layer by layer. High in the sky, a shocking battle continued.

Facing these two figures who turned into lightning and flint, the warriors at the foot of Longcheng were all stunned and watching in disbelief. And most people could only roughly trace the two figures in the remaining shadows in the air. They were faster than the lightning.

Flashing figure.

Suddenly, the battle that occurred without any warning completely plunged everyone into petrification. Not to mention the strength of Master Yin Yun, it was a legend that had been mythologized for nearly a hundred years. Everyone had a kind of blind following in their hearts.

That is, in this rich continent, Master Yin Yun is the undisputed number one in the world.

However, what shocked everyone was that at this moment, facing that legend, despite all the disadvantages, the young talents who could still attack weakly and defend strong were only one-fifth of the age of Yinyun's master.

Master, this master is undoubtedly Feng Jueyu.

Bi Fan, Bi Jie, and Rong Qiong also couldn't believe their eyes. The three people who returned to Yin Yun Mountain because of Bi Fan's attack sought treatment from Master Yin Yun, and Bi Fan's condition was generally cured.

After the injury, Master Yin Yun once said: You are no match for Feng Jueyu.

Even though these words came from Master Yinyun's mouth, Bi Fan and the others still didn't believe them. But today, they had to agree with Master Yinyun's sophisticated eyes. They could attack and defend face to face with Master Yinyun.

Fighting for half a day is enough for Feng Jueyu to be proud of for a hundred years.

"Feng Jueyu, he is definitely a genius in cultivation. In just two years, he went from being in the unknown Xuanwu realm to being able to fight against his ancestors. No wonder he can take the position of the Lord of Dragon City." Rao said to Feng Jue.

Bi Jie, who harbors hatred for Yu, does not admit it or not. Feng Jueyu now definitely has the strength to aspire to the continent.

"We three old guys have lived several times as long as others, but we can't keep up with a young boy who came later. It's really unacceptable." Rong Qiong nodded reluctantly while sighing.

Bi Fan's face was livid, and the pain in his chest was still there. He thought that Feng Jueyu, who had severely injured him in the sneak attack of three people, had once become the enemy that he must eliminate in his life, but he had not seen him for only a month, and the one who still needed others was

Helping Feng Jueyu, who had to almost kill him in a sneak attack, was beginning to elude him.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Bi Fan still knew that he might not be able to personally avenge that slap in his life.

Reluctance and grief, anger and humiliation appeared alternately, and Bi Fan's resentment gradually became stronger: "So what, if the master takes action, Feng Jueyu has no chance of winning. When he is exhausted or seriously injured, I will kill him with my own hands."

Got him."

The only way Bi Fan could think of for revenge was to rely on Master Yin Yun, but the reality was not as simple as he imagined.

"boom!"

As pairs of astonished eyes randomly searched for the figures of the two people who had been hit in the air, an explosion that was almost like thunder completely pulled back everyone's confused gazes.

Thousands of eyes were locked on the location where the explosive sound came from in the air, and they saw Feng Jueyu and Master Yinyun separated after a fierce fight.

"Is the winner determined?"

Everyone's heart was raised, and they wanted to know who among the two peerless masters on the Taixuan Continent was better in the end.

As he continued to pay attention, the situation slowly became clearer. It was obvious that Master Yin Yun, who had a leisurely and calm aura, basically had no change in his demeanor after a fierce fight, and his face still had a warm look.

His smile was calm and calm, as if he hadn't even moved a moment ago.

The completely different thing is that Feng Jueyu looked much more embarrassed. His robe was ripped open by Qi Jin. Several blood-stained traces clearly appeared under the torn robe. His messy hair was left untied.

Blown by the breeze, a handsome face was covered with large beads of sweat.

The two completely different states both illustrate that Master Yin Yun is more than capable.

Seeing Master Yin Yun easily forcing Feng Jueyu into a fight, all the warriors in Yin Yun Mountain burst into loud cheers. Even the Zhong family, Qi family, Feng family and other major families were also excited.

The face is red and the ears are red, and the hands are dancing.

Master Yin Yun is Master Yin Yun, and he deserves the title of No. 1 in the world.

Compared with the coalition forces of major aristocratic families, Longcheng seemed extremely silent. At this moment, everyone was livid and silent, except for the firm eyes that looked at death without any change. In their eyes,

Feng Jueyu is the god of Dragon City. Following them, even if he dies, he will be equally glorious.

People in Longcheng are not afraid of death.

"Haha, young people, once you reach a state, you need to practice hard to master it in order to exert your greatest power. With the age of Lord Feng, now is the time to calm down. Too many trivial matters are not conducive to the advancement of cultivation." Mr. Yin Yun.

The teacher still had a preaching attitude, but everyone could tell that he was still persuading Feng Jueyu to hand over the secret treasure and even hand over Dragon City.

After saying that, Master Yin Yun put his hands behind his back, jumped into the sky lightly, and said: "Lord Feng City, if you are willing to hand over the secret treasure, Dragon City, and become my disciple, I can give you some advice.

, I wonder what Fengcheng’s idea is?”

"Accepting a disciple?" After hearing what Master Yin Yun said, all the warriors present were stunned, even the three elders were stunned.

What does this mean? Stop fighting and want to take on a disciple? Could it be that the former master took a fancy to Feng Jueyu’s talent?

To be honest, after hearing the words of Master Yin Yun, no one would not feel moved for Feng Jueyu. It is an absolute honor to be able to become the disciple of Master Yin Yun, and with the current situation of Longcheng and the Zhong family,

Against all odds, this is the best way to preserve Dragon City.

As long as he becomes a disciple of Master Yin Yun, who else in Longcheng will dare to bully him.

It's just that such a major event that can calm down the war also requires paying a certain price.

In Feng Jueyu's view, worshiping Master Yin Yun as his teacher was tantamount to turning himself into a puppet, which Feng Jueyu could not accept.

Furthermore, it is not yet time for Feng Jueyu to surrender.

Feng Jueyu took a breath and quickly calmed down. Slowly, a burst of ultimate true energy surged out from hundreds of acupoints, and a layer of colorful colors enveloped it in full view of everyone.

.

"Haha, I accept the kindness of my master. Unfortunately, I really have no intention of becoming a disciple. Besides, my master's cultivation is not enough for Feng to worship me."

"boom!"

After the words fell, an astonishing fighting spirit rose up in Feng Jueyu's body again. Under this boiling fighting spirit, another more domineering and evil true energy finally appeared.

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