"Senior Brother Qian, teach this devil a lesson and never show mercy!"
Dao Yan, Wu Fengfa and Taoist Linshou escorted Qian Xun Yun out of the formation, and then boarded the ring. Within the sect formation, countless Daoxian Sect disciples were cheering for Qian Xun Yun, and the momentum was overwhelming.
On the other hand, on the Demon Sect side, everything was quiet, as if no one was moved. Even when the young man in black and white robes got up, he did so quietly, without making any noise.
"Xunyun, the Demon Sect is weird. You must pay attention to safety when you compete in the next competition. You must not get into trouble. The sect's requirements are not many. Just do your best and come back safely."
Dao Yan frowned slightly, looking at the young man in black and white robes floating on the field, with a little worry in his eyebrows.
Of course Qianxun Yun knew what Dao Yan was worried about. Although his cultivation level was not bad, he was not the number one person in the sect, and the Burial Ruins could easily send him to play in the gym, so he must not be a small role.
At least he should be ranked in the top five, or even the top three, among the younger generation of the Burial Ruins.
Thinking like this, Qian Xunyun was not frightened in his heart. In his opinion, even if he couldn't defeat the opponent, he could still be invincible with his magical body skills and unpredictable sword skills.
Burial Ruins doesn't have any magical movement skills. In terms of speed, how can it compare to Ziyun Peak's walking pace?
Standing on the ring, Qian Xunyun carefully looked at the young man in black and white robes in front of him. He saw that this young man had a bookish look on his face and his clothes were full of bookishness. If you ignore the evil temperament on his body, he is completely handsome.
scholar.
Qian Xunyun's brows wrinkled slightly. The other person was standing in front of him, but he was like a ball of air with no sound or breath at all. He seemed to have no sense of existence in his perception.
This person is very dangerous!
Qian Xunyun's heart beat violently, pounding completely out of control, and his blood unconsciously accelerated its flow.
"I'm Qianxun Yun at Ziyun Peak, please enlighten me!"
In accordance with the traditional etiquette of fighting, Qian Xunyun held the sword behind his back with one hand, bowed slightly with the other hand, and announced his home.
According to etiquette, the young man in black and white robes at this time should return the gift and then introduce his origin and name.
But he made no move at all. Instead, he looked disdainful and snorted: "Stop talking so much nonsense, come here quickly and get beaten!"
???
Is this like I paid a courtesy in vain?
Qianxun Yun was furious. He treated him politely but only received disdain from the other party. He didn't even say his name. This was a naked slap in the face!
"Death to the devil!"
Qianxun Yun stepped on the magical steps, and saw clouds rising from his feet. Every step on the ground would leave a faint mist on the footprints. A series of footprints left on the ground formed a wonderful pattern.
It's truly extraordinary.
In the eyes of the Daoxian Sect members, Qianxun Yun seemed to have turned into wisps of clouds and mist, moving quickly on the ring, and his figure seemed to be invisible, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
"This is Ziyun Peak's Cloud Step. I heard that when you practice it to a high level, you can transform into clouds and mist. Not only can you move quickly, but you can also enter an invisible and formless state during battle, making it difficult to capture."
"With such wonderful steps, he is both offensive and defensive in battle, and is in an invincible position. Senior Brother Qian will definitely win this battle!"
The Daoxian Sect disciples who knew how powerful Ziyun Peak was were discussing and were full of confidence in Qian Xunyun.
However, at this time, Qianxun Yun was forced to stop completely. Originally, he was just pretending to attack with his magical steps, and wanted to take advantage of the opponent's panic to attack violently, but he did not expect that the young man in black and white robes was calm and calm.
, although there are no defensive movements at all, his energy is flawless and invulnerable.
Not only that, Qian Xunyun always felt that there was a pair of cold, bloodthirsty eyes following his figure closely. His dodges seemed to have no effect at all, and he never escaped from his opponent's eyes.
"No way, no one among my peers can see through my steps!"
Qianxun Yun forced himself to suppress the danger signs that were rising in his heart, and comforted himself secretly.
"Since there is no chance, then I will create opportunities!"
Seeing that the opponent in front of him showed no flaws at all, Qian Xunyun could no longer hold back. He twisted his ankle and turned his body with the help of force. He was already leaning toward the black-robed boy.
A ray of cold light suddenly bloomed in his hand, like a large cloud of mist spreading out from the sky. The young man in black and white robes was instantly exposed to the cold light, and his head would be dislocated if he made the slightest movement.
"good!"
When the Daoxian sect members saw it, they screamed and cheered, as if the outcome of the young man in black and white robes dying on the spot would come true in the next second.
However, reality slapped everyone hard.
The young man in black and white robes sneered, and his slender white right hand was gently raised, seemingly slowly but quickly, and his two fingers blocked the cold light at the critical moment, instantly turning the clouds and mist in the sky into a long sword.
He broke Qian Xunyun's sword move with two fingers!
At this time, Qianxun Yun didn't have time to think too much. He kicked the ground with both feet and used the momentum to spin his body in mid-air. The sharp sword blade moved with his rotation, as if he wanted to cut off the fingers of the boy in black and white robes.
"The clouds break through the sky!"
There seemed to be nine phantoms surrounding the long sword, spinning together with the long sword. The sharp energy flew everywhere, forming an indestructible drill bit at the tip of the sword. It not only wanted to cut off the young man's fingers, but also
To penetrate him in one fell swoop.
"It's so boring, so boring!"
The boy in the black and white robe did not intend to resist. He quickly withdrew his two fingers, and the long sword that had lost its grip was as powerful as a broken bamboo, piercing the boy in one fell swoop.
"Well done!"
"Isn't this against the rules set by the sect master? What should I do?"
"They are all demons, so just kill them, no big deal."
When the disciples of Daoxian Sect saw Qian Xunyun piercing the young man's chest, they instantly became energetic and cheered one by one.
However, before the cheers even started, everyone could tell that something was wrong.
I saw the young man's body slowly turning into an afterimage, and what was pierced by Qianxun Yun turned out to be just an afterimage, not the real body!
Qianxun Yun, who was in mid-air, had not yet landed on the ground, but blood arrows suddenly spurted out one after another. Wounds as thin as fingers appeared suddenly on his body one after another, bringing up pieces of blood.
Blood mist.
"So... so fast."
The sudden severe pain made Qian Xunyun's eyes widen suddenly, filled with horror.
In the moment just now, the young man in black and white robes rushed forward and dodged his attack. At the same time, when he passed by, his fingers touched his body like lightning, inflicting heavy injuries on him.
If it weren't for Daoyan's rule that he couldn't take human life, Qianxun Yun would probably be a corpse at this time.
Qian Xunyun's body hit the ground of the ring hard, and streams of blood spurted out from the wounds, leaving small pools of blood on the ring.
But the young man in black and white robes stood safely in the center of the ring, raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, and then spoke softly.
"Ah, it's so boring. It's really boring."
After saying that, the young man in black and white robes turned around and faced the Daoxian Sect directly, and then said jokingly: "Is there anyone else who wants to come over and get beaten?"
The young man's powerful power made everyone in the Daoxian Sect freeze there for a moment, without any reaction at all. After a while, someone finally let out a cry of surprise.
"Senior Brother Qian is defeated! Senior Brother Qian is defeated!"
Disappointment, anger, shame, all kinds of negative emotions appeared on the faces of the ninety-two generation disciples. No one thought that Qian Xunyun would be defeated so easily.
At this moment, the other major disciples had complex expressions on their faces, and they were all secretly calculating their chances of winning.
Qianxun Yun's defeat was only a flash of lightning. He even fell to the ground before he could even use Fengmen's real secret skill. If he had used his secret skill from the beginning, he probably wouldn't have been defeated so easily.
What would be the result if it were me?
Several major disciples were thinking about this issue secretly, deducing the course of the battle in their minds.
Dao Yan sent Qian Xun Yun back to the sect with a heavy look on his face. His eyes coldly glanced at the several major disciples, but he shook his head incomprehensibly.
Isn’t it okay?
Can't you even deal with a demon cub?
Dao Yan's eyes lingered on Hua Tianyun for a few breaths, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
However, the eldest disciple he had carefully cultivated actually... stepped back?