Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 513 Cloud Blade Challenge

"Despicable!" Mu Yunren's expression froze, looking at the thirty or so people around him, each of them was at least at the Spirit Emperor Realm, and there was a faint power of law flowing between the swords and swords, obviously their strength was very extraordinary.

No wonder Zuo Aolong is so confident. It turns out that he has already bribed the students of the Linghuang from more than [-] holy colleges.

"Despicable?" Zuo Aolong raised his eyes slightly, and said immediately, "The competition in the Holy Court is about the survival of the fittest, so why do you say despicable?"

Although Zuo Aolong's actions were somewhat despicable, none of the people in the audience uttered a word, not to mention that Jian Fengyun originally had enmity with the disciples of these forces, even if there was no enmity, the rules of the Holy Court competition are originally a comprehensive test of warriors Strength, without rules, how can there be despicable talk?
Seeing Zuo Aolong's smug face, Jian Fengyun shook his head slightly, and said: "It seems that if I don't drive you off the ring, I guess you can have a good day here."

"What a hateful guy, you dare to speak so hard, and you will have all your limbs amputated!" Zuo Aolong was so angry that he stretched out his hand and said, "Hit me, beat me to death!"

"Yes!"

The more than 30 people rushed up thinking about Jian Fengyun, all of them were filled with laws, and magical powers bloomed on their weapons. The thirty or so spirit emperors were not ordinary warriors.

"Sky Cloud Sword Qi!"

"Flame Slash!"

"Kill Mu Xuan!".
The radiance of supernatural powers bursts out with all kinds of light, and the power of laws of various attributes gushes out crazily as if they don't need money.

Jian Fengyun's face was extremely indifferent, looking at the Linghuang powerhouses in front of him, the next moment, his figure turned into a phantom and stepped across the crowd.

The body turns into a phantom, like a breeze.

Every time a breath passes, Jian Fengyun's figure will appear in front of a Spirit Emperor Realm expert, and the power of law on that Spirit Emperor Realm expert is like a raging flame that has been poured with cold water. Extinguished, disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the movements of these Linghuang seemed to be slowed down countless times in an instant, and Jian Fengyun directly reached out his hand and sent him flying with a punch.

boom! boom! boom!
Jian Fengyun rushed all the way, and wherever he passed, the surrounding crowd all turned into celestial maidens scattered flowers, and he knocked down the ring one by one.

You know, although his realm is only the spirit king realm, he doesn't need to use his sword power at all to deal with these ordinary spirit emperors. The power of law contained in Linghuang Sen supernatural power, within a punch, the power of Qi and blood in the Tuntian sword body surges, the power is comparable to the attack of the Linghuang realm, coupled with his speed, to deal with these ordinary Isn't the Linghuang more than enough?
When Jian Fengyun rushed in front of Zuo Aolong, everyone else had already been blown out of the ring.

The audience was silent and shocked, isn't this guy too fierce?Is this really the strength of the Spirit King Realm?But judging by the mighty posture just now, at least it is the strength of the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm!

Could it be that he was deliberately hiding his cultivation, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?
But naturally there are also elders and strong men from all major forces present, and there is no shortage of people who are at the peak of the Spirit King Realm or above the Spirit King Realm. Naturally, they can easily feel the breath of Jian Fengyun, and it is indeed only the early stage of the Spirit King Realm.

This made them all feel puzzled, whispering and exchanging ideas.

"It's like this again, Jian Fengyun's strength is clearly not at the Spirit King Realm, but he can surpass the Spirit Exalted Realm and torture a warrior at the Spirit King Realm like a tormented vegetable. This is too weird."

"That's right, when he was in Wuling City, he broke through to the Spirit King Realm on the spot, using his strength to fight against Yin Ba and other heavenly talents."

"I didn't expect that your physical skills are quite strong, and you can reach the strength of Lingjun!" Zuo Aolong's figure flashed, dodging Jian Fengyun's attack, and his eyebrows were somewhat surprised but expected.

After Zuo Aolong's words fell, there was an uproar in the audience.

"It turns out that Jian Fengyun is practicing physical skills. No wonder, the realm is only at the spirit king level, and his combat power is comparable to that of a spirit king. It turns out that it is all due to the physical body."

"Cultivating physical skills, isn't that the end of Jian Fengyun? Hasn't the inheritance of physical skills since ancient times been cut off a lot? After the end of the Dharma Era, everyone understands that although physical skills are strong, they must not be as powerful as supernatural powers."

"Who knows what he thinks, but since he knows that Jian Fengyun is practicing physical skills, then he should not be allowed to approach him, and if he is consumed by supernatural powers, he will definitely lose."

The warriors of all major forces suddenly realized why Zuo Aolong had been so confident just now, so he knew Jian Fengyun's weakness.

Looking at Jian Fengyun on the ring, they were all gearing up, everyone wanted to go up and compete with Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun looked at Zuo Aolong's complacent expression, and was about to make a move.

"My lord, let me do it." Mu Yunren immediately walked in front of Jian Fengyun, with a firm expression on his face.

Mu Yunren's face was firm, his fists were clenched tightly, and the flames of war were burning in his eyes.

Jian Fengyun glanced at him, then looked at Wanyanhuo on the high platform, and immediately understood something in his heart, nodded directly, and said: "Go and try the power of the "Tianhuo Dao Jing", it happens that you are also practicing March of the Three Moons too much."

"En!" Mu Yunren nodded firmly, and immediately stepped towards Zuo Aolong who was on the opposite side.

"Hehe, what are you, an abandoned disciple of Spirit Tool Peak? You also want to compete with me?" Zuo Aolong glanced at Mu Yunblade contemptuously, and said immediately.

He could feel that Mu Yunren's cultivation was only at the early stage of the Lingjun Realm, and it had obviously stagnated for many years. In addition, without the cultivation of the skills and supernatural powers of the Lingqi Peak, it is estimated that even ordinary warriors in the Lingjun Realm are inferior to him. But be it.

"There is no limit to the competition in the arena, why can't I compete with you?" Mu Yunren's face was firm, looking directly at Zuo Aolong, he said immediately.

"Mu Yunren, isn't he the disciple who was kicked out by Lingqi Peak a hundred years ago? I didn't expect him to have the courage to go up to challenge the disciple of Tianjiao who is now Lingqi Peak?"

"Hehe, what kind of courage is this? Isn't this just looking for death?"

"Without the resource cultivation of Lingqi Peak, he is the only Lord Poling, and he still wants to fight our Zuo senior brother."

"That's right, he has been setting up a stall in the Hall of Contributions for decades. It's simply beyond his control for a waste of a stall to come and challenge Tianjiao."

All of a sudden, the disciples of the Holy Court who were watching from the audience immediately taunted, almost everyone felt that Mu Yunblade would definitely be defeated. This kind of talent of being swept away is definitely not comparable to that of Zuo Aolong, a proud warrior like Zuo Aolong.

"Mu Yunblade, you are."

(End of this chapter)