The Mythical Realm

Ye Yun took a deep breath and opened his eyes calmly.

Yu Minghong's eyes always stay on Ye Yun's body. When he sees that there is only a little of the middle grade spirit stone in Ye Yun's palm, which is almost absorbed and cleaned up, he can't help but frown and his eyes are full of surprise and shock.

However, this ray of surprise and shock was just a flash, and then he recovered his kindness and modesty.

"Thank you, younger martial brother Yu." Ye Yun put away two medium grade spirit stones, turned his head and said to him.

"Elder martial brother ye, you're so polite. Even if you haven't recovered your cultivation, I'm not your opponent. I'm just doing my own thing." Yu Minghong sincerely said, looking at Ye Yun, his face with a trace of reverence.

"I remember it." Ye Yun nodded and turned to look at the arena.

"Ye Yun, what are you waiting for? Mother in law, I said that this decisive battle must be between you and me. Come on up Duan CHENFENG has already jumped on the challenge arena, looking at Ye Yun's impatient cry.

Duan CHENFENG is arrogant, arrogant and obnoxious. However, he has to say that his cultivation is indeed very strong. If Jun Ruolan and Murong do not appear without trace, then his cultivation can be said to be the strongest among the new disciples.

In some people's opinion, arrogance and arrogance are indifferent, the premise is that you have enough strength to defeat all opponents who dislike you.

At least, it seems that none of these new disciples can beat Duan CHENFENG.

Ye Yun frowns slightly, jumps up and falls on the arena.

He looked at the opposite Duan CHENFENG, and looked at the dark crowd under the challenge arena. Before the competition, although he hoped that he could fight to the end, he knew that it was very difficult for him to enter the final. Because he thinks that these new disciples will not be easily defeated by you. The students who can pass the examination may hide their real strength, so as to strive for the best interests for themselves at a critical time.

In fact, as he infers, there are many disciples who hide their accomplishments and show them one by one when they rush to the top eight.

Ye Yun met Murong traceless.

Ye Yun doesn't know what Murong Wuji has done. He also believes that Murong Wuxian said that the realm is only the five levels of internal breathing state of body refining, but it is also the internal breathing state. The gap between them can hardly be described by words.

Ye Yun himself is the inner breathing state, but his spiritual power is so powerful and pure that almost no one can compare with it. He believes that even Duan CHENFENG can't compare with his pure and vigorous spiritual power.

However, Murong traceless can, he not only can, but also should at least beat Ye Yun. Otherwise, he would not be able to wait for ye Yun to make a move, and then use force to break the force, but it was just right, so that the strength of the two people was completely eliminated. In addition to his powerful and pure spiritual power, he also has incredible control power. At least, this control power is beyond the imagination of Ye Yun.

Murong traceless is also the five fold cultivation of body state, but the real strength is far better than ye Yun.

This is the real genius. He is so amazing that he looks like a demon. Murong has unlimited accomplishments in the future. If he develops normally, he will become one of the most powerful disciples of Tianjian sect.

Because of Murong's appearance, ye Yun, who was a little pleased and proud of himself after passing the examination of other disciples, immediately felt the gap between him and the real genius, which made him clearly realize how weak he was.

The master of black and white light and shadow, young men and women in black and white skirts. The appearance of Jun Ruolan, who was startled by the examination of other disciples, and Murong no trace in the new disciples' competition, did not make ye Yun feel the pressure of half a point. Instead, they had the pursuit goal and clear pursuit.

"They are just frogs at the bottom of the well. Why do you have to open your teeth and dance your claws?" Ye Yun looks at Duan CHENFENG and slowly raises his head. His eyes don't take the slightest murderous spirit, but he is silent.

"Ye Yun, you are really a stranger. I didn't mistake you." Duan CHENFENG's face is still frantic, but his eyes are flashing out of words.

Ye Yun looked at him faintly and said, "elder martial brother Duan, you can start, or elder LAN will be angry again."

"That's right. It's better to finish early, or to choose immortal skills and get spirit stone as soon as possible."

Duan CHENFENG laughed, and then stepped out. The white light on his right hand was shining, and the imitation Dali boxing set appeared. In his left hand, his folding fan, which was often held in his hand, suddenly sent out a circle of aura. The fluctuation of his spiritual power was no less than the imitation of the Dali boxing set!

This folding fan that he often holds in his hand is actually a spirit tool!

They are two spiritual tools, and they are also of extraordinary quality. The details of the children of the royal family in Kyoto are not comparable to those of monks of ordinary origin.

"Elder martial brother Duan is worthy of being the royal family of Kyoto. As expected, he has a rich family background. Two spiritual weapons of such quality are really enviable."

At the scene, many new disciples could not help but make a voice.

"It's just a lower level spirit weapon. When I reach the level of Qi refining, even if it's a middle level spirit weapon." When Duan CHENFENG heard that voice, he became more and more frantic.The spirit of the middle class is no problem!

Duan CHENFENG's words almost let everyone take a cold breath, even the elder LAN and others are also in the eyes of Li mang.

The middle level spirit tools are very precious. Generally, only the disciples of the inner mountains of tianzhufeng are qualified to possess them. Occasionally, some disciples with excellent potential are given to them. But in the past 100 years, it is said that there are only three or two people in total.

If you look at the whole tianzhufeng, even those purple robed disciples will not have spiritual instruments above the middle level.

Duan CHENFENG's wild words immediately made people look at him again. Is Kyoto royal family so luxurious? Or is it that Chen Feng has a high status in the royal family of Kyoto?

Ye Yun has no touch on his face, as if the spirit of the middle class is not of great value in his eyes. His eyes fell on Duan CHENFENG's body, but found that this guy's face color, flashing a trace of almost imperceptible cold and anger.

As a matter of fact, at this moment, almost everyone was shocked by his crazy saying that "even if it's a middle-class spirit tool, it's not a matter of speaking". According to his character, he should be very proud and arrogant.

However, ye Yun saw a fleeting chill and anger on his face.

It's totally weird.

Ye Yun's eyes flashed violently, but his face was still motionless. He said slowly, "please."

"You want to fight me empty handed?" Duan CHENFENG saw that ye Yun didn't take out the Obsidian sword at all. He frowned and said, "although your spirit weapon is of poor quality, it can at least enhance your attack. Why don't you use it?"

Ye Yun looked at him without expression, "elder martial brother Duan, are you worried about me?"

"It seems that there is too much nonsense."

Duan CHENFENG's eyes narrowed slightly, the fierce light flashed, and his hands roared. With his tremendous spiritual power, the big day boxing set burst out a dazzling white light. Looking from afar, it was like a scorching sun, which he held in his hand.

He raised his right fist and faced Ye Yun. He would play at any time.

Chen Feng is only ready for this punch, but he has not yet played it. However, many black robed disciples have already felt that the power contained in this fist has exceeded the power of Qu Yiping's all-out sword.

"It's so powerful. It's hard to imagine that the new disciples have such powerful spiritual power."

"It's not only about the spiritual power, but also about his realm. How can I suddenly find that I can't see clearly?"

"Well, sure enough, his realm is completely covered up and can't be seen at all. Does he still use the skill of concealing cultivation at this time?"

Many disciples looked at Duan CHENFENG on the challenge arena and were surprised.

Duan CHENFENG, who came from Kyoto, really shocked them. One by one, the spirit tools were not rare. I'm afraid there were not a few immortal skills. As for the cultivation, they couldn't see through.

With a loud bang, Duan CHENFENG has already made a move, and between the shining white light, a punch fiercely hits Ye Yun's chest.

Ye Yun's eyelids are slightly heavy. He takes a step forward, and his fists are suffused with a touch of soft light. He strikes two punches in succession against Duan CHENFENG's attack.

Both of them are very powerful and powerful, and they don't know the number of winners and losers just because of the spiritual power competition. However, in the eyes of all the disciples in the arena, Duan CHENFENG, who owns the imitation of Dali boxing set, should win some.

Bang!

The two fists collided fiercely, and the light and shadow shot violently in the arena. The two figures didn't retreat back, but they shot violently and fought fiercely in the air. The sound of iron fist collision is coming, and it's banging.

These two people, actually have no any skill and fancy, it is to compete the spiritual power.

Just a few breaths, the two from the air to fall, then hit dozens of punches, but no matter who, did not let the other side back half step.

When the two fell on the ring, the shadow of their fists disappeared. The two stood opposite each other, their faces full of dignified color.