What exactly happened in Wujian Town, many people kept silent.
The people from Lishuijian who rushed over to finish the matter 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 this kind of doubt, but this is the only one who has actually spoken it out for so many people to hear.
Either watching the excitement, watching the fire, or looking at Lu Yun with anger and coldness in his eyes, his words were contemptuous.
"Lu Yun, did I say something wrong?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Yun, who became the focus of the crowd, stood up.
From her position, she was looking down.
"Are you not convinced?"
She recognized this man, an early disciple of Jindan, from Bodhi Cave.
"Why should I be convinced? Not only this time, but also in the ancient city of Heishan. You and Heishan are also related."
"Who knows what you have done secretly, maybe it is something that no one can see."
He raised his head with disdain, and his attitude of looking higher than his head was quite disgusting.
Ji Hongxi, who had just stepped off the platform, stared at the man coldly. He moved his fingers, and Pei Geli, who was beside him, felt a terrifying sword intent.
Is he going to draw his sword?
Pei Geli was thinking, the breath disappeared in an instant, and Ji Hongxi suddenly put on an expression as if he was watching a show.
Pei Geli was stunned and followed his gaze and saw Lu Yun walking down step by step.
She was as light as nothing, and she floated in front of the other person with one step.
Han Jiangxue was held in the palm of his hand, Lu Yun drew his sword and pointed it, his eyebrows as cold as snow-capped mountains and glaciers.
"Since you are not convinced, let's have a fight. If you win, the spot will be given to you. If you lose..."
Lu Yun raised the corners of her lips and said in a playful tone: "If you lose, I don't want anything."
Wanting nothing sounds so noble, 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's anger surged, and his eyes turned red.
After Lu Yun spoke, she walked up to the high platform and waited for the other party.
This scene was unexpected.
Some people from the Hidden Sword Sect looked at each other, not sure if they were supporting or discouraging.
But Lu Yun's quota has a special origin, and the only person who can handle this quota is Lu Yun.
The senior officials of Hidden Sword Sect acquiesced in Lu Yun's behavior.
As for Wan Yun.
One up and one down, one high and one low, like a natural chasm lying in front of the two people, widening the distance between them.
Wan Yun felt guilty for a moment. After realizing the despicableness and joy in his heart, his expression became exaggerated.
"That's what you said. I'm willing to admit defeat."
Wan Yun couldn't wait to slap away his companion's blocking hand and climbed up to the high platform.
He wanted to win over Lu Yun, to make him kneel in front of him and admit that he was not good enough. He wanted to get this special spot under the spotlight.
Desire surged over his face, making his otherwise ordinary face become distorted and ugly.
"I am willing to admit defeat."
There was no change in the girl's cold voice, but Pei Geli, who was pulled by Ji Hongxi to the spectator stand, felt that his ears were a little hot.
The other party seemed to have something on his mind.
"hehe!"
Wan Yun sneered and suddenly took action.
The opponent's fingers intertwined in the air, and the phantom of the Bodhisattva arm stretched out around him, like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara.
After the palm print fell, Lu Yun took a step back, raised his hand, and raised his sword.
"It's the Wild Wind Sword Technique."
After the disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect recognized it, everyone present knew that this was the most basic sword technique of the Hidden Sword Sect.
The wind howled, and frost and snow came unexpectedly.
The green clothes are floating and disappearing in the wind and snow.
The compatibility between Han Jiangxue and Guangfeng Sword Technique is very high. Snowflakes are floating in the world, and the tip of the sword penetrates a snowflake and points directly at the clouds.
The opponent's cultivation level was one or two small realms higher than his own, so when the fight started, Lu Yun would suffer.
She wanted to think about the other party's method little by little, but it didn't work at this moment. She couldn't bear the unnecessary consumption.
So once Lu Yun made a move, he did it with all his strength.
Qinghan's sword energy split open his palm, and when he saw that he was about to hit Wan Yun, the opponent smiled proudly and stretched out two fingers to pinch Han Jiangxue's sword blade.
Lu Yun wanted to pull it back, but felt a huge force.
"Junior sister Lu, in my eyes, your sword is too slow."
Under that dismissive tone, Lu Yun's expression was as calm as ever. She raised her eyelids, and a black light appeared in her empty left hand, and she stabbed it.
The strangeness of the tail needle is frightening.
Wan Yun was startled, and then he remembered that Lu Yun knew how to fight each other.
The two-handed swords, one long and one short, were playing beautifully in Lu Yun's hands.
Cooperating with each other, the long sword was restrained, and the dagger followed at every opportunity. Wan Yun could not find a breakthrough for a while.
"Hey, Senior Brother Wan, you can't do this."
"My junior sister is only in the middle stage of foundation building. Your golden elixir cultivation is not mixed with water, right? You can't even win it."
Ji Hongxi was afraid that the world would stop shouting.
It sounded like he was speaking in favor of Wan Yun, but in fact he was mocking him.
"Aren't you worried?"
Seeing this scene, Pei Geli couldn't understand why the brother and sister were defending each other, but at this time, Ji Hongxi was adding fuel to the fire and angered Wan Yun.
"what do you know."
Ji Hongxi pouted and rolled his eyes after seeing the wounds on the other person's face.
"My junior sister has always been steady in her work. If she takes action, it means she can do it. I trust her."
I believe her.
These four simple words contained emotions that Pei Geli couldn't understand.
People in the Holy Land do not need emotions and desires.
Pei Geli's heart tightened, but his eyes were fixed on the high platform.
The girl was competing with others on the stage, and her whole aura was wild and unrestrained. He almost smashed her head into pieces when he saw Wan Yun several times, but there was no fear on her face.
A pair of eyes as bright as stars, astonishingly beautiful.
"Smelly girl, I don't believe you can still do it."
Wan Yun also successfully knocked away Lu Yun's Han Jiangxue after the unskilled move was forcibly used with a flick of Bodhi's hand.
The long sword fell in the distance, and just as Lu Yun was about to call it back, Wan Yun interrupted Lu Yun.
"You are a swordsman, what can you do without your sword?"
He smiled evilly.
As for the tail-back needle, this sword is used for sneak attacks and is of little use on the frontal battlefield.
Perhaps because the other person's smile was too dazzling, Lu Yun rarely had the urge to slap someone in the face.
The needle behind the tail was put away, and with a move of the hand, a black heavy sword appeared in Lu Yun's hand.
Wu Zhuo danced, and the dragon shadow stepped out, its speed increased dramatically. Lu Yun held Wu Zhuo up and patted it hard.
No matter how you look at it, this sword is intended to kill a noisy fly.
"What the hell?"
Many people exclaimed.
Not many people knew Wu Zhuo, but when they saw Wu Zhuo at this moment, including the disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect, their eyes lit up.
"I'll go, you're worthy of Senior Sister Lu."
Liu Ru was very sad, and someone around her nodded in agreement.
Senior Sister Lu is unexpected.
In the crowd, Feng Yuyao and Song Xiao sat together. They looked at each other with bitterness in their eyes.
They have been chasing, but can they really... catch up?
She walked so fast that they could only look up at her back for comfort.
