Under the competition stage, a group of disciples shouted crazily.

"Elder, elder..."

Wu Yun knew that these were his admirers shouting for him.

Murong Zhixin, on the other hand, frowned. He had always had a good attitude. He once dominated the outer sect.

I just didn't expect that after being defeated by Li Jianwu and falling to the altar, almost no one would be willing to follow him.

But he is not such a vain person. All he pursues is cultivation.

"Are you Wu Yun?"

Murong Zhixin asked.

Wu Yun nodded.

Their eyes met, and they were observing each other. They had never really met each other, and this was the first time for Murong Zhixin to see Wu Yun.

He already thought that Wu Yun was at least about the same age as him, probably around twenty-five or six.

I just didn't expect that he was less than twenty years old.

"You are very talented and have great potential. You should not have made a date with Li Jianwu. Even he can't beat me now."

Murong Zhixin whispered, but only Wu Yun could hear his voice.

Wu Yun smiled and said: "I never allow anyone to ride on my head, not even the King of Heaven."

"But you are not his opponent. There are three realms between you. After the true martial arts realm, each realm is often very decisive for victory or defeat."

"Thanks for the reminder, let's get started."

Wu Yun knew that he had good intentions, but it was useless to say this now.

Murong Zhixin nodded and said: "Okay, I will try my best to control my cultivation within the third level of Zhenwu later. Whether you can win or not depends on your strength."

Wu Yun smiled. He didn't expect that Murong Zhixin could be considered a gentleman, but this was not what he needed. "No need, do your best. I'm afraid I won't win without force."

Murong Zhixin's expression also changed. His original intention was not to bully Wu Yun too much.

But Wu Yun's words of victory without force also made him frown.

He seems a little too crazy, which is not a good thing.

Anyway, instead of letting him suffer at the hands of Li Jianfeng, it is better to defeat him yourself. As for the score between them, let them settle it later.

"good."

Murong Zhixin nodded, he was ready to do it with all his strength.

The whole person's aura steadily increased, and the cultivation of the fourth level of Zhenwu Realm quickly spread.

Wu Yun also released his cultivation and competed with Murong Zhixin's momentum.

In the body, all eight meridians are opened, and the Taishang Martial God Art guides the spiritual energy to flow through each of the meridians, and finally converges into a point, like a whirlpool of spiritual energy.

The power of the eight meridians opening together is indeed extraordinary.

Murong Zhixin's expression changed, and she thought secretly: "This kid, obviously only has the cultivation level of the second level of the True Martial Realm, but his aura is not weaker than mine at all. What's going on? Could it be that he is hiding his cultivation level?"

Thinking of this, I want to test it out.

With a flash of sword shadow, he stabbed towards Wu Yun.

Wu Yun held the silver blade in his hand, and with a clang, he deflected Murong Zhixin's long sword.

Murong Zhixin took one step back, and Wu Yun took two steps back.

Outsiders can't see it, but the two people on the battlefield know it well.

I just heard Murong Zhixin secretly say: "What a strong spiritual energy, but it is not even weaker than me."

And Wu Yun secretly said: "As I expected, after the eight meridians were opened, the thickness of the spiritual energy in my body increased several times, and it was actually on par with Murong Zhixin, who is at the fourth level of Zhenwu."

This was something that was beyond Wu Yun's expectation. He originally thought that if he wanted to be on par with Murong Zhixin, he would have to at least display the Shadow of the Martial God.

But in fact, he can be able to be equivalent to him.

In this way, if you are against Li Jianwu, can I be completely crushed if I show the shadow soul of the martial arts god?

Thinking of this, Wu Yunlu had a smile, and he was still headache for the battle with Li Jianwu. Now it seems that there is no headache, and it is just catching.

Bang Bang ...

The two played a dozen moves in a row, because it was just a combination of strength and weakness, not the battle of life and death, so neither of them used the martial arts skills.

But after these dozen moves, Wu Yun has gradually occupied the upper hand.

Under the field, a group of disciples were stunned.

What they thought was that Wu Yun was in the heart of Murong, and the chance of winning no more than two layers.

But after a dozen moves, they have seen that Wu Yun's chances of victory may be at least nine or more.

The elders are also stunned.

In this battle, they did not predict that Wu Yun would reverse the victory. After all, Wu Yun could not infer it by common sense.

But he won too simple.

In the gap between the two days, he actually used only a dozen moves to steadily occupy the top score?

In the distance, Li Jianwu's face was a little ugly, and he knew Murong Zhi's strength.

Not long ago, they played it once.

Although he wins, it is not so easy to win.

"Could it be that he hides the cultivation, is he stronger than me?" Li Jianwu had doubts in his heart, and then shattered his thoughts.

He does not need to hide the practice at all, but if he only has the duality of Zhenwu, how can he defeat Murong Zhixin so easily?

Although I can't believe it, the facts have happened.

Soon, Li Jianwu found a reason for himself. He firmly believed that Wu Yun was definitely taking the elixir that could be briefly improved, otherwise, it was impossible.

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth gradually sneered, and any elixir would definitely make the body gradually empty after the period of promotion.

At that time, wouldn't Wu Yun be captured in hand?

I saw Murong Zhixin under the fast -moving guns like Wu Yunna, and soon couldn't fight.

Wu Yun, who is open in the eight pulses, has reached 400,000 kilograms of pure flesh. Each shot wave on Murong Zhixin's sword, making Murong Zhixin feel as if being hit by boulder.

It is getting more and more difficult to resist.

After another ten moves, Murong Zhixin retreated quickly, the sword entered the sheath, and said: "I lost."

His arms have been numb, and if you hit it, I am afraid that the bones will be shattered.

His eyes were full of doubt, he couldn't figure it out, why Wu Yun was so powerful.

He has already heard about Wu Yun's vulgar martial arts, but it is not comparable to it.

It can be repaired, and he obviously crushes the two days. He can use Xiu to suppress him, but why was he suppressed by him?

At this moment, he suddenly understood why Li Jianfeng was so completely defeated.

And why did Wu Yun dare to have a four -month assessment meeting with Li Jianwu for about seven months.

He is not human, it is like a demon.

And Wu Yun also told: "Contract."

At the same time, Wu Yun's heart was ecstatic. After the eight pulses opened, he was the first time he played against people from the Manghuang continent.

Unexpectedly, the practice method of Wuyu was so counter -sky, and when the eight pulses were opened, it was like two people cultivated together.

Although the difficulty of cultivation is increasing, the strength is also a double growth. In addition to the martial arts, the more or three small realms kill the enemy.

As the third elder announced the results, there was an applause and screams erupted under the Doutai.

The applause ended, the scream calmed.

The next battle is the most exciting egg today.

Wu Yun, battle Li Jianwu.

The two have already set up a life and death battle, and the gambling behind the back is not small.

Wu Yun lost, peeling and cramps, letting the Li family disposal, no one was allowed to intervene.

And if Li Jianwu loses, it is comparable to the Li family of a small empire. It will be self -consuming to submit to the Yunyue Empire, which is not as big as he is.
Chapter completed!