When Lin Tianyou heard what the city lord and his daughter said, he didn't explain too much.
Sometimes too much explanation can make people feel like they are bragging.
When they get on the field and defeat these people, they will naturally slap the father and daughter in the face.
No rush now.
He gently patted the little hand of the Celestial Silkworm Needle Spirit, indicating that she didn't need to be like these ants.
"Humph, one day, I will scratch that bitchy face of yours!"
Tiancan Zhenling snorted coldly and listened to Lin Tianyou's comfort, no longer sulking at the father and daughter.
On the high platform, facing Yun Jian, Yan Xin unusually restrained his arrogance, and his face became extremely solemn.
For some reason, when he saw Yun Jian's flying sword under his feet, he had an instinct that told him that this Yun Jian was difficult to deal with, very difficult to deal with.
If you want to win, you need to at least perform extraordinarily well, and even attack more powerfully than he did at his peak.
"Boy, don't say that I bully the younger generation. Now I will give you time to take out the weapon. Once the time has passed, you will lose the opportunity if you want to take it again!"
Yun Jian stepped on the flying sword, suspended about two meters above the high platform, and said with a condescending look, looking down on everything.
In Senyu City, he was confident that no one could fight him empty-handed.
"I don't need weapons to deal with you, my palm skills are enough!"
After Yan Xin finished speaking, he put his hands together and activated the compression force.
Wherever he put his palms together, the space seemed to be distorted.
"Defeat me!"
He shouted loudly and rushed towards Yun Jian, his closed palms even slapping forward.
The air was squeezed by the force of compression, making a shrill sound like howling ghosts and wolves. Many people under the high platform could not directly see the situation on the battlefield. Most of them watched the battle with their spiritual senses.
After all, the battle platform is more than 100 meters high.
I couldn't see clearly at all.
Therefore, facing the palm issued by Yan Xin, their sense of consciousness became clearer, and many spectators were frightened by the palm, and their faces turned pale and full of horror.
It seemed that if they continued to watch, even their consciousness would be compressed into nothingness.
Yun Jian's expression condensed slightly, and the compressive palm force made him feel a little afraid.
I saw him tilting his flying sword slightly, tapping his left foot lightly on the flying sword. With a few simple movements, Yun Jian's entire aura changed immediately.
A sword intent that seemed to be surging like a storm gathered and merged into his flying sword.
Then it shot out instantly like a meteor from the sky.
boom!!
The sword intent spread across, and Yan Xin's compressed palm strength suddenly melted and disintegrated.
The huge impact of the sword's intention still did not stop and continued to attack Yan Xin.
Yan Xin had no choice but to fold his arms in a defensive posture.
Wow!!
The sword struck suddenly and penetrated both of his arms.
A pair of arms were suddenly chopped off.
'ah!'
The pain of a broken arm came, and Yan Xin let out a heart-rending howl.
"Xin'er!"
Seeing his son's arms cut off, Yan Dong jumped up from his seat and roared.
"Don't worry, he's not dead yet, I just broke a pair of his arms to teach him a lesson.
Remember from now on, if you dare to provoke me, Yun Jian, again, the end will be worse than this!"
Yun Jian fell to the ground, sheathed his sword, and spoke with a proud look on his face.
"you!"
Yan Dong was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He spent so much resources to train his son, and finally allowed his son to successfully practice the compression palm technique, but he was easily defeated by Yun Jian.
If his son loses, the Yan family may never have the chance to overtake the Yun family.
Yan Dong carried his son with a broken arm off the stage in despair. He knew that the Yan family was completely a loser today.
Yun Jian stood with his hands behind his back, came to the edge of the high platform, looked down at the crowd below, and said loudly:
“Who else wants to go on stage and fight?
If not, Senyu City should respect my Yun family from now on!"
Although he was speaking to everyone, his eyes were focused on the Lord of Senyu City.
If you want to be the master of Senyu City, if you don't defeat the master of Senyu City, it will have no effect at all.
Therefore, he regarded Lord Senyu as his strongest opponent from the beginning.
"Father, that stinky Yunjian is provoking you, you must give him some color.
Do you really think that defeating Yan Xin is a big deal?
Compared with you, father, he is not even worthy of carrying your shoes!"
Young girls hate the way Yun Jian looks at his father.
It was a disrespectful and provocative look.
Facing the lord of a city, this is a sign of extreme disrespect.
"I didn't expect that Yun Jian actually understood the earth-level sword intention. No wonder he is so confident!"
Lord Senyu put away the surprise on his face.
The sword struck just now clearly carried the power of an earth-level first-level sword intention.
Otherwise, Yan Xin's compressed palm strength would not be able to be broken at all.
"As far as the following ghosts and gods are concerned, he can understand the earth-level sword intention and is already a super genius in the way of swordsmanship.
It seems like I’m going to waste a little bit of energy today.”
City Lord Senyu stood up, smiled and nodded to his daughter.
The earth-level sword intent is very terrifying. With this power, Yun Jian can transcend at least two realms to fight the enemy.
But the Lord of Senyu City is different. He is a lower-ranking ninth-level ghost and god.
There is more than two realms difference between him and Yun Jian.
Therefore, even if he only fights for soul power, Yunjian will definitely lose the battle.
He was about to leap onto the high platform.
At this time, a very loud voice suddenly came from the side.
"I didn't expect that there would be someone in this powerful conference who could use Earth-level sword intent. It was really beyond my expectation.
In this case, let me play with you!"
Everyone was stunned and looked at the sound one after another, wanting to see who could be so arrogant and want to fight Yun Jian after seeing the power of Yun Jian's terrifying sword intent?
Then a muscular figure appeared in everyone's sight. He was wearing a mask, so his appearance was invisible.
"Hey, isn't this Huang Shouren's subordinate?
Where does he have the courage to challenge Yun Jian? You must be tired of living!"
The crowd pointed at the masked man with all kinds of disdain.
Suddenly, the masked man suddenly bent his knees and kicked, like a spring, he was shot directly from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he landed on the high platform.
The speed is so fast that people can vaguely hear a sound similar to a sonic boom.
"What?"
City Lord Senyu's eyes suddenly became solemn. He was about to go up to the stage to fight, but sat down again.
"Father, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing her father's expression a little ugly, the young girl asked in confusion.
"My father made a mistake. This man is so strong that it makes me suffocate!"
Lord Senyu was extremely ugly, and his body was trembling slightly.
He hasn't seen such a powerful opponent for many years.
"How can it be?
Father, I have never heard of a strong person in Senyu City who can suffocate you!"
The young girl shook her head in disbelief.
However, the Lord of Senyu City did not reply. He just stared at the masked man on the edge of the stage with solemn eyes.