Phew! Seeing Xie Jiulian lying on the table like a dead pig, Ye Yun had a sneer on his face and slapped him in the air.
"Xie Jiulian, you have such little strength and you still want to come to my ninth-grade sword sect to stir up trouble? Get back here!" Bang!
Another burst of power fell from the sky, and Xie Jiulian's body was like a kite with its string broken, and it was blown several dozen feet away.
Xie Jiulian struggled to get up and looked at Ye Yun with a horrified look on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.
Opposite me, Ye Yun from Duxiu Peak is so damn strong! He is simply a monster. His excellent swordsmanship has no effect on this monster.
The opponent simply used his speed and powerful body to defeat him easily.
"I lost..." Xie Jiulian was disheartened and bowed slightly to Ye Yun.
"Go away!" Ye Yun waved his hand. Xie Jiulian turned around, supported his seriously injured body, and jumped into the void. His whole body turned into a sword light and disappeared.
"Junior Brother Ye, you have brought glory to our Ninth Grade Sword Sect!" Under the stage, all the Taoists were boiling with excitement, applauding enthusiastically, and their faces turned red.
Among all the Taoists, the one who applauded the loudest was naturally the injured Lin Huo.
"Brothers, you are so complimentary..." Ye Yun gently cupped his hands to all the Taoists in the audience, then flew down and landed next to Baguio.
"I didn't expect that, Junior Brother Ye, you could be so powerful. My eyes were really blind before..." Baguio looked at Ye Yun blankly, unable to hide the shock in her heart, and said very self-blame.
She did not deny Ye Yun's talent, but she never believed that Ye Yun could surpass her in strength.
Today's battle between Ye Yun and Xie Jiulian made her realize the huge gap. Ye Yun didn't even use the sword skills of the ninth-grade sword sect, and just relied on the simplest and crudest way to defeat Xie Jiulian.
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One can imagine how strong Ye Yun is. If Ye Yun uses the swordsmanship of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect, then he will become even more powerful.
"Junior Brother Ye, thank you so much this time. Without you, our Ninth Grade Sword Sect would not have been able to win." A figure fell down, and it was Qiao Yuanshan.
He looked at Ye Yun very excitedly.
"Senior Brother Qiao, you are too polite." Ye Yun smiled slightly. The fragrant breeze drifted, and a beautiful woman in red with a unique temperament also appeared.
The person who came was none other than Feng Yi, the master of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect. Feng Yi looked at Ye Yun excitedly and said in a deep voice: "Ye Yun, you did a very good job. I underestimated your strength before." Ye Yun said slightly.
A smile.
Feng Yi looked around, his eyes extremely majestic, and said loudly: "From now on, Ye Yun is the number one disciple of my ninth-grade sword sect!" The rumble of the voice spread throughout the entire ninth-grade sword sect.
Everyone in the Nine Peaks heard it. The Lords of the Nine Peaks looked at Ye Yun from afar, with admiration in their eyes.
No one would be dissatisfied with Ye Yun's strength.
"My son is so confused, he actually provoked such a monster..." Huo Xinghe, who was on the ninth peak, slapped his thigh suddenly, feeling quite self-blame.
This Ye Yun is such a monster, so powerful and terrifying. If given another period of time, even a strong person in the Immortal King Realm would be helpless against him.
Such a person will definitely take over the Ninth Grade Sword Sect in the future. He will even lead the Ninth Grade Sword Sect to make great progress and become the first-rate force in Zhongzhou.
Such a person... He, a peak master of the ninth grade sword sect, cannot be offended. If even I can't be offended, then Huo Dongyang, his son, is even more unoffensive.
"Ye Yun, practice hard within half a year, and then you will represent my ninth-grade sword sect to participate in the No. 1 Daozi Competition in Zhongzhou..." Feng Yi looked at Ye Yun and said with an earnest expression.
The No. 1 Daozi Competition in Zhongzhou? After hearing Feng Yi's words, Ye Yun was slightly stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
This so-called talent contest was relatively new to him, and Ye Yun had never participated in it.
Presumably, the Xuanbing Saint from the Ice and Snow Palace will definitely participate in this Genius Competition.
"Okay, Sect Master." Ye Yun nodded. Half a year passed in a flash for him, and then he could meet the Xuanbing Saint again.
The crowd dispersed. Ye Yun also returned to the cave and began to practice. This time he did not improve his cultivation, but began to study the nine major sword techniques of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect.
For Ye Yun, these nine sword techniques are just for participating in the Zhongzhou Daozi Competition. They are not difficult, so Ye Yun can master them very quickly.
...in the northwest of Zhongzhou, there is a vast mountain range filled with ghostly auras, gloomy vegetation, and various ghostly creatures appearing in endless layers.
This is the Guiming Mountains. Deep in the Guiming Mountains, lies the famous Guiming Sword Sect.
"Finally back..." A sword light flew in precariously, and finally landed on the square in front of the sect leader's hall. The sword light disappeared, revealing a young man in black clothes covered in blood.
Xie Jiulian sighed and lowered his head, looking very depressed.
"Xie Jiulian, who hurt you?" An old man's voice rang from inside the main hall. Xie Jiulian did not speak, slowly pushed the door open and entered the main hall.
Plop! As soon as he entered the main hall, Xie Jiulian immediately knelt on the ground and slapped him in the face with great shame.
"Master, I'm a loser, I'm useless, I was defeated, and I was seriously injured..." Along with the crisp slaps, both of Xie Jiulian's cheeks swelled up.
"Stop!" An old man in black suddenly appeared and reached out to grab Xie Jiulian's wrist. He looked ferocious, like a ghost. He stared at Xie Jiulian and asked sternly: "Where did you go to challenge?
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"I have not met any opponents in this challenge. I didn't expect that after reaching the ninth rank sword sect, I encountered a monster. I am no match for him..." Xie Jiulian lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
When he mentioned Ye Yun, thinking of the other party's terrifying power, his body immediately trembled.
The old man in black felt the fear in Xie Jiulian's body, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
He naturally knows very well the strength of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect, but it is only about the same strength as the Ghost Sword Sect.
If the younger generation of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect is compared with the Ghost Sword Sect, they will still fall behind. It stands to reason that if the first disciple of their Ghost Sword Sect challenges the Ninth Grade Sword Sect, it is absolutely impossible for them to fail.
It is impossible for the Ninth Grade Sword Sect to have such a powerful Daozi who can cause such great damage to Xie Jiulian.
"What's going on? You're serious about it!" The old man in black glared.
"That's it, Master..." Seeing that the Master was very angry, Xie Jiulian was also extremely frightened and quickly told everything that happened to the Ninth Grade Sword Sect.
"What? Such a monster appeared in the Ninth Grade Sword Sect?" After hearing Xie Jiulian's description, the old man in black was also shocked.
He was able to defeat the number one disciple of the Ghost Sword Sect with just the strength of his physical body. This guy's cultivation level was only at the first level of the Immortal Realm.
"Master, you have to say this for me..." Xie Jiulian raised his head and said with hatred on his face.
"Don't worry, I will naturally avenge you." The old man in black said in a deep voice. He immediately sent out a message. Not long after the time passed, more than a dozen men in black flew into the hall.