Ye Yun followed the direction of Yu Xiaofei's finger and glanced over.
On the straight road.
A commoner young man held an iron sword in his arms and walked lazily, with his eyelids slightly closed. He walked like a drunkard, swaying three times.
When Ye Yun looked at the young man in civilian clothes, the young man in civilian clothing happened to open his eyes and glanced at Ye Yun.
The eyes of the two people met in the void.
boom!
At this moment, it seemed as if thunder exploded in the void.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The commoner young man looked at Ye Yun from afar, grinned, and showed his snow-white teeth.
"Okay, as you wish."
Ye Yun smiled calmly.
Since someone came to challenge the sword, he naturally wanted to give this kid a lesson he would never forget.
The young man in civilian clothes defeated so many people in Daluo Sword Palace, and he, the senior brother, must regain his place.
Ye Yun's body flashed and broke through the void.
"Eldest Brother has taken action!"
Yu Xiaofei shouted excitedly and followed closely.
Hula la...
Many junior brothers and sisters also followed him excitedly.
It must be extremely shocking for Senior Brother to take action.
Two masters of swordsmanship compete, and they will never miss this opportunity to observe.
A white shadow flashed.
Ye Yun appeared on the avenue.
Behind them, there were tens of thousands of Daluo Sword Palace disciples densely packed.
Except Taishang Ancestor.
Almost all the disciples of the Nine Great Dharma Lineages at the Divine Realm came out in full force and hid behind to watch the battle.
It's like waving the flag and shouting for Ye Yun.
Ye Yun put his hands behind his back and looked up and down at the young man in cloth in front of him for a few seconds, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Are you from Jiange?"
Ye Yun asked with a smile.
"good!
Your Excellency is indeed worthy of being the number one kendo genius of Daluo Sword Palace, and your vision is extremely sharp!"
The commoner young man grinned.
Hearing the conversation between the two people, the disciples of Da Luo Sword Palace in the distance were all stunned with surprise.
No one thought that this humble young man in commoner clothes was actually a disciple of Jiange!
This is really rare.
Jiange.
In the hearts of Shentu people.
It was simply a holy land of swordsmanship floating in the sky.
Disciples of Jiange are rarely born.
But there are various legends about Jiange spreading everywhere in the world.
Thinking that the senior brother was about to face the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, the disciples of the Great Luo Sword Palace were all trembling with excitement.
The big brother is the legend of Daluo Sword Palace.
And Jiange is the legend of the entire divine land.
Can the senior brother be sure to win against the disciples of this sword pavilion?
Many people's hearts are in their throats at this moment.
Although most people believe that Big Brother will win, they are also extremely worried.
After all, Jiange's reputation is too great.
Compared with Da Luo Sword Palace and Sword Pavilion, they are like ants on the ground compared with a towering giant mountain.
The difference in strength is too big.
Within the secret realm.
"What?!"
Taishang Ancestor opened his eyes and said to himself in shock: "This person actually comes from Jiange?"
The reputation of Jiange was so great that it even shocked the Supreme Patriarch.
The commoner youth came to challenge in the past, but Taishang Patriarch considered his identity and did not come forward.
However, he witnessed the entire process.
Even the Supreme Patriarch had to admit that the swordsmanship of this commoner young man was too advanced.
So much so that he couldn't identify where the commoner youth's swordsmanship came from.
"Can Ye Chen win?"
The Supreme Patriarch looked at Ye Yun's back and felt a little uneasy.
If Daluo Sword Palace wins, it will invisibly slap Jiange in the face.
With so many strong men in Jiange, can they just give up?
If only a big shot came.
With just one finger, the Great Luo Sword Palace will be destroyed.
His face changed from gloomy to bright. After thinking for a moment, the Supreme Patriarch shook his head and sighed: "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided. Let's see the outcome of the competition between the two first..."
…
On the avenue.
Ye Yun and the commoner young man stood facing each other.
The eyes of both of them were calm, and their breaths were extremely deep.
Like the vast ocean, it is dormant quietly when there is no strong wind.
Ye Yun looked at the commoner young man and asked calmly: "Are you here to avenge the sword demon?"
"Sword Demon?"
The commoner young man suddenly burst into laughter and said with a careless smile: "This guy is just an outcast from the Jiange who has been expelled a long time ago and has nothing to do with our Jiange!"
"Since it has nothing to do with it, then you still want to kill me at Daluo Sword Palace?"
Ye Yun chuckled.
"I heard that there was a senior brother in the Daluo Sword Palace who was excellent in swordsmanship and killed the abandoned disciple of the God King Realm in our Sword Pavilion, so I was itchy for a while and wanted to come over and meet you!"
The young man in cloth clothes smiled faintly, looked at Ye Yun up and down, and continued: "There are very few sword cultivators in this world who can enter the Dharma eyes of our sword pavilion disciples. You should feel proud!"
"pride?
Don't you Jiange feel too good about yourself?"
Ye Yun couldn't help laughing.
"hehe……"
The commoner young man was not annoyed at all, he grabbed the iron sword with great restraint, held the hilt in his hand, and slowly pulled it out from the scabbard.
The commoner young man held a sword in one hand, pointed forward, and said calmly: "Ling Tian, a disciple of Jiange, comes to challenge Ye Chen of Daluo Sword Palace!"
Seeing the guy opposite him draw his sword and prepare to fight, Ye Yun also slowly drew out the Silver Dragon Sword.
No matter the opponent is strong or weak.
Since the swordsmanship was discussed openly, he naturally had to respect the other party.
Besides.
Although this Ling Tian was a little arrogant, he did not injure the disciples of Daluo Sword Palace.
At this point.
Ye Yun still appreciates it.
This also shows that this Ling Tian is indeed here to learn the art of swordsmanship, not to seek revenge from the sword demon.
if not.
This guy's strength is so amazing, he will definitely kill everyone as soon as he comes.
"Ye Chen, on behalf of Daluo Sword Palace, fight against Jiange Lingtian!"
Ye Yun said in a deep voice.
Ling Tian stared at Ye Yun and said very seriously: "I know you have some strength, so I will hit you hard in this competition. If I hurt you, you will have no choice but to consider yourself unlucky!"
"Will you hurt me?"
Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
This Ling Tian is really conceited.
"Come on, go out with all your strength and see if I get hurt!"
Ye Yun smiled softly, and the silver dragon sword in his hand was decorated with sword flowers, full of provocation.
"Take my sword!"
Ling Tian's face suddenly turned cold, and the iron sword in his hand suddenly disappeared from the spot.
At this moment, the world was eclipsed.
In the void.
An iron sword fell from a distance, shockingly fast.
The sword has not arrived yet.
An astonishing killing intent, like a huge cage, had completely enveloped Ye Yun.
"This guy is pretty good."
Ye Yun nodded secretly.
Even if the Supreme Patriarch of Daluo Sword Palace were standing here, he would never be able to take Ling Tian's sword.
Uh-huh...
Ye Yun swung his sword.
This sword struck last and came first, as if it broke through the rules of speed and reached the common man's eyebrows in an instant.
Overlord screwed.
Like a general carrying a sword on his back, his energy penetrates the rainbow and is unstoppable.
Feeling the cold tip of the sword facing his eyebrows, Ling Tian's eyes widened and cold sweat fell on his forehead.
What kind of swordsmanship is this?
too fast.
He took action in advance, but he didn't even get any advantage.
"The swordsmanship of Jiange is mediocre..."
A soft voice sounded in Ling Tian's ears.
Ling Tian felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
As the representative of Jiange, he had a bad start as soon as he got off the mountain and fell into the hands of the senior brother of Daluo Sword Palace.