Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

What happened in Wujian Town, many people remained silent.

The people from Lishui Jian who rushed over to finish it only pointed out that Lu Yun played a big role in it.

But what can a foundation building disciple do.

There are many people who have such doubts, but this is the only one who really speaks out for so many people to hear.

He looked at Lu Yun with angry and cold eyes, and spoke contemptuously.

"Lu Yun, did I say something wrong?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Yun, who became the focus of the crowd, stood up.

From her position, it is overlooking.

"You don't agree?"

She recognized this person, a disciple of Jindan Early Stage, who came from Bodhi Cave.

"Why should I be convinced, not only this time, but also in the ancient city of Montenegro, you have a relationship with that Montenegro."

"Who knows what you did in secret, maybe it's something shameful."

Contemptuously, the attitude of raising the head and eyes above the top is quite disgusting.

Ji Hongxi, who had just stepped off the platform, stared at the man coldly, moved his fingers, and Pei Geli, who was beside him, felt a terrifying sword intent.

He's about to unleash his sword?
While Pei Geli was thinking, the aura was fleeting, and Ji Hongxi suddenly put on an expression of watching a play.

Pei Geli was startled, followed his gaze, and saw Lu Yun walking down step by step.

As light as nothing, she flickered to the opponent's eyes with one step.

Holding Han Jiangxue in the palm of his hand, Lu Yun drew his sword and pointed, his eyebrows and eyes were as cold as snow mountains and glaciers.

"Since you are not convinced, let's fight. If you win, the spot will be given to you. If you lose..."

Lu Yun hooked the corners of her lips, and said in a playful tone: "You lose, I don't want anything."

Don't want anything, how noble it sounds, but this is Lu Yun's contempt for Wan Yun.

Because I don't like you, let alone your things, so I don't want anything.

"you!"

Being provoked by a foundation-building disciple, Wan Yun was so angry that his eyes were red.

After Lu Yun spoke, she walked up to the high platform and waited for her.

This scene was unexpected.

Someone in the Tibetan Sword Sect looked at each other, not knowing whether to support or dissuade.

But Lu Yun's quota has a special origin, and the only person who can handle this quota is Lu Yun.

The high level of Tibetan Sword Sect acquiesced to Lu Yun's behavior.

And what about Wan Yun?

One up and one down, one high and one low, like a moat in front of the two of them, pulling the distance between them.

Feeling guilty for a moment, Wan Yun's expression became exaggerated after realizing the despicableness and joy in his heart.

"That's what you said, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

Wan Yun couldn't wait to slap his companion's blocking hand away, and went up to the high platform.

He wanted to win Lu Yun, to make the other party kneel in front of him and admit that he was not good enough, and he wanted to get this special spot under the eyes of all the people.

Desire surged on his face, making the already ordinary face distorted, so ugly.

"I'm willing to admit defeat."

The girl's cold voice didn't change, but Pei Geli, who was dragged by Ji Hongxi to the spectator stand, felt his ears were burning.

The other party seemed to mean something.

"Ha ha!"

Wan Yun sneered, and suddenly made a move.

The other party's fingers intertwined in the air, and the phantom of Bodhi's arms spread out beside him, like the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara.

The palm print fell, Lu Yun took a step back, raised her hand, and made a sword gesture.

"It's the Gale Wind Sword Art."

After the disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect recognized it, everyone present knew that this was the most basic sword art of the Hidden Sword Sect.

The wind howled, and the frost and snow met unexpectedly.

Tsing Yi flutters, disappearing in the wind and snow.

The compatibility between Han Jiangxue and the Kuangfeng Sword Art is very high, the snowflakes float in the world, and the tip of the sword penetrates a piece of snowflakes, pointing directly at the Wanyun.

The opponent's cultivation base suppressed her by one or two small realms, and Lu Yun was at a disadvantage in the battle.

Wanting to think about the other party's way a little bit, it doesn't work at this moment, she can't bear the unnecessary consumption.

So when Lu Yun made a move, he did it with all his strength.

Qinghan's sword energy split the palm of his hand and was about to hit Wanyun, but the opponent smiled triumphantly, and stretched out two fingers to pinch Han Jiangxue's blade.

Lu Yun wanted to pull it back, but what she felt was a huge force.

"Junior Sister Lu, your sword is too slow in my eyes."

Under that dismissive tone, Lu Yun's expression was as calm as an ancient well. She raised her eyelids, and a black glow appeared in her empty left hand, and she stabbed at it.

The weirdness of the stitches behind the tail is shocking.

Wan Yun was taken aback, only to remember that Lu Yun knew how to fight left and right.

Two-handed swords, one long and the other short, played gracefully in Lu Yun's hands.

Cooperating with each other, the long sword was restrained, and the short sword followed closely, and Wan Yun couldn't find a breakthrough for a while.

"Yo, Senior Brother Wan, you can't do this."

"My junior sister is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Your golden core cultivation base is not mixed with water, right? You can't take it down."

Ji Hongxi was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and shouted.

It sounded like he was speaking for Wan Yun, but in fact he was mocking.

"Aren't you worried?"

Seeing this scene, Pei Geli couldn't understand why Ji Hongxi fueled Wan Yun's anger at such a time when the two brothers and sisters defended each other.

"what do you know."

Ji Hongxi pursed her lips, and rolled her eyes after seeing the wounds on the opponent's face.

"My junior sister has always been prudent in doing things. If she does something, it means she can do it. I trust her."

I trust her.

The simple four words contained feelings that Pei Geli couldn't understand.

People in the Holy Land don't need all kinds of emotions and six desires.

Pei Geli's heart tightened, but his gaze was fixed on the high platform.

That girl competed with others on the stage, her whole body was wild and unscrupulous. He almost smashed her head when he saw Wan Yun a few times, but there was no fear on her face.

A pair of eyes are as bright as stars, and they are astonishingly beautiful.

"Smelly girl, if I don't believe you, there is still a way."

With a wave of Bodhi's hand, Wan Yun also successfully knocked Lu Yun's Han Jiangxue away after the unskilled moves were forcibly used.

The long sword fell in the distance, and just as Lu Yun wanted to call it back, Wan Yun interrupted Lu Yun.

"You are a sword repairer, what can you do without a sword?"

He grinned viciously.

As for the tail and back needle, this sword used for sneak attacks is not very useful on the frontal battlefield.

Perhaps it was because the other party's smile was too dazzling, Lu Yun rarely had the urge to slap someone in the face.

The needle at the back of the tail was put away, and with a move of the hand, a black epee appeared in Lu Yun's hand.

Wuzhuo danced, You Longying stepped out, the speed increased sharply, Lu Yun held Wuzhuo, and took heavy shots.

No matter how you look at it, this sword is intended to kill a noisy fly.

"What the hell?"

Many people exclaimed.

There are not many people who know Wu Zhuo, seeing Wu Zhuo at this moment, headed by the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect, all eyes are bright.

"I'll go, as expected of Senior Sister Lu."

Liu Ru sighed, and someone beside her nodded in agreement.

Senior Sister Lu was unexpected.

In the crowd, Feng Yuyao and Song Xiao sat together, and they looked at each other with bitterness in their eyes.

They have been catching up, but can they really... catch up.

She walked so fast that they could only look up at her back and chat for comfort.