The strongest little fairy in the city

Chapter 174 Elder Yan Who Doubts His Life

The Kunlun Mountains are the largest mountain range in China. The rolling peaks are like waves in the sea, and there is no end in sight.

Yan Qiuming and Chu Yun soon found a small hill near the Kunlun Mountains.

The terrain of this hill is flat, with only a few sporadic forests around it, with a wide view, it is an excellent place for fighting.

"Mr. Chu, let's compete here!" Yan Qiuming eagerly said to Chu Yun, his eyes full of fighting intent.

"Elder Yan, please!"

Chu Yun smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

Afterwards, the two stood at both ends of the hill, ready to fight.

"Tell me, who is stronger, Elder Yan or Mr. Chu?"

Bai Haishan stood on a high slope not far from the hill, looked at Chu Yun and Yan Qiuming from a distance, and asked.

"I think it should be Mr. Chu! After all, Elder Yan has just broken through to the Profound Vein Realm, and his strength has not yet been fully consolidated." The third elder said.

"Not always."

The fifth elder of the Xuanyin Sect shook his head and said: "Elder Yan has very rich combat experience. He was able to fight against the strong in the Xuanmai realm when he was in the spirit-gathering realm. Now that he has broken through to the Xuanmai realm, he must be stronger. Weaker than that Mr. Chu."

"Yes, I agree with the Fifth Elder's point of view. Although that Mr. Chu is powerful, he is too young after all. He is definitely not as rich in combat experience as Elder Yan. I think Elder Yan should be stronger." Several other elders also They all nodded in agreement.

They had never seen Chu Yun make a move with their own eyes, so they naturally didn't know Chu Yun's true strength.

In their opinion, Elder Yan may be weaker than Chu Yun in terms of strength, but with his rich combat experience, he may not lose to Chu Yun.

Combat experience?

Qingxuan stood aside, listening to the chatter of these elders, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the face of absolute strength, no matter how rich the combat experience is, it is bullshit.

Just as Bai Haishan and his group were discussing, Chu Yun and Yan Qiuming finally started fighting.

"Mr. Chu, offended!"

Yan Qiuming cupped his hands towards Chu Yun and launched the attack first.

He stomped his feet suddenly, pumped his whole body with energy, stretched out his hands, and condensed a blue sword energy about one meter long in front of him.

This blue sword qi is extremely condensed, and there is a chill in the sword qi. It is the unique skill of the Xuanyin sect - the sword of Xuanbing.

"go with!"

Yan Qiuming gave a soft drink, and the sword of Xuanbing shot out instantly, like a bolt of lightning, whistling towards Chu Yun.

Before getting close, Chu Yun felt a piercing sword energy mixed with endless chill coming towards him.

"What a powerful Xuanbing Sword!"

Several people in Baihaishan applauded secretly when they saw the sword of Xuanbing shot by Yan Qiuming.

As the suzerains and elders of Xuanyin Sect, they naturally know how to use the sword of Xuanbing, but compared with Yan Qiuming's sword of Xuanbing, the sword of Xuanbing they condense is much worse, and its power may not be as powerful as Yan Qiuming's one-tenth of

"Is this the strength of a strong person at the Profound Vein Realm? Sure enough, it is much stronger than at the Spirit Gathering Realm!" Everyone sighed in their hearts, their eyes full of longing.

"Hehe, the move is not bad, but it's a pity that the power is a little weaker."

Chu Yun smiled slightly, stretched out his right index finger, and tapped lightly in the air,
A ray of purple-red light burst out from his index finger and hit the Xuanbing Sword shot by Yan Qiuming.

Click!

In front of this purple-red light, the Xuanbing Sword had no ability to resist at all, it instantly turned into dots of blue light and dissipated into the void.

"What? How is this possible?"

Yan Qiuming's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He knew that Chu Yun was very strong, but he did not expect that he was so strong that he could easily break through the Xuanbing Sword he was so proud of.

"Elder Yan, you don't have to keep your strength, show off your strongest strength!" Chu Yun stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly.

It's not that he looked down on Yan Qiuming, if Yan Qiuming only had this level of strength, he wouldn't even be qualified to make a move.

Yan Qiuming's face darkened, he slowly stretched out his right hand, and took a deep breath.

A black long knife appeared in his hand in an instant, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Spiritual weapon?" Chu Yun narrowed his eyes.

The black long knife in Yan Qiuming's hand is obviously a spiritual weapon, and it is also a low-level top-grade spiritual weapon of extremely high quality. It is a little stronger than the star sword he has not melted before, and it is comparable to the average middle-level sword. A low-grade spirit weapon.

"Brother Chu, this sword is called Han Ye. It is made of ten thousand years of cold iron. It is the treasure of our Xuanyin sect." Yan Qiuming gently stroked the long sword and introduced it to Chu Yun. There was a look of arrogance in his eyes.

Han Ye is the most powerful spiritual weapon of Xuanyin Sect, which was passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors of Xuanyin Sect. It is precisely because of its existence that Xuanyin Sect can survive crisis after crisis, and it has been passed down to this day.

"Elder Yan, let's do it!"

Chu Yun smiled lightly.

He wanted to see how powerful this spirit knife was.

"Swords have no eyes, Mr. Chu be careful!"

Yan Qiuming's eyes opened suddenly, and he held the handle of the saber tightly with both hands, pouring all the spiritual power of his body into the spiritual saber.

hum!
In an instant, a dazzling blue light burst out from the spirit knife.

An astonishing cold air quickly spread around Yan Qiuming.

In just an instant, the entire hill was covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost.

"What a terrifying cold!"

Bai Haishan and the others couldn't help but shuddered, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.

Even if they were hundreds of meters away, they could still feel the bone-piercing chill.

"Cold night breaks dawn!"

Yan Qiuming shouted angrily, and swung the long knife in his hand violently.

I saw a dazzling blue light, tearing through the void, and roaring towards Chu Yun, just like the morning light before dawn, it seemed to illuminate the whole world.

"Haha, it's good to come!"

Chu Yun laughed out loud, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

He raised his right hand high, a purple-red flame spear condensed in his hand, and shot towards the blue blade sharply.

The flame spear pierced through the void, and precisely hit the blue blade light in the air.

In front of the flaming spear, the blue blade light in the air only lasted for a breath before being completely swallowed by the flames and turning into nothingness.

And after devouring the cold air in the air, the purple-red flaming spear remained undiminished. It passed by Yan Qiuming and landed in the forest not far away.

boom!
I saw a huge purple fireball rising from the forest, and the violent energy instantly destroyed the forest, leaving a huge deep pit.

"This...how is this possible?"

Yan Qiuming turned his head stiffly, looking at the mountain forest that had been reduced to ashes, his eyes nearly fell out of shock.

He didn't expect that Chu Yun would easily defuse his blow with all his strength.

At this moment, Yan Qiuming even doubted whether he had really broken through to the Profound Vein Realm, otherwise he couldn't even catch Chu Yun's move.

Is he too weak, or is Chu Yun too strong?
(Please...forget it, I don’t have the face to ask for tickets, everyone just watch and give them!)
(End of this chapter)