At this moment, everyone looked at Qin Jianren with great anticipation.
They believed extremely that Ye Yun would die in his hands.
Because the second level of Zhenwu, no matter how terrifying his strength is, it is absolutely impossible to defeat the sixth level of Zhenwu!
Along the way of martial arts, the gap between each level is like a natural chasm.
A difference of four levels of cultivation is simply an insurmountable gap.
He is one of the few masters in the entire Zhongzhou City.
He also has extremely high talent in swordsmanship and is a top swordsman.
Ye Yun is only at the second level of Zhenwu, although he has shown his talent in swordsmanship at the auction.
But in the eyes of everyone, Ye Yun is still a little inferior compared to him.
Hearing everyone's discussion, Situ Yan snorted and glanced at the guests in displeasure.
She seemed to be Ye Yun's little fan girl, but she had strong trust in Ye Yun at the moment.
She firmly believed that no matter who it was, it would be impossible to defeat Ye Yun.
"Boy, I only use one sword! If you don't die, I will spare your life."
Qin Jianren held the sword in one hand, pointed it at the tip of Ye Yun's nose, and looked down at him.
but.
Ye Yun, however, walked past him as if he didn't see anything and walked straight forward.
"You are so arrogant! You are looking for death!"
Seeing that he was ignored, Qin Jianren became furious.
Ever since he arrived in Zhongzhou City and became famous in one battle, even the city lord had to give him a bit of a thumbs-down.
How long had he been so ignored?
It is unbearable!
Qin Jianren immediately gathered all his energy and slashed at Ye Yun with one sword.
A sharp sword light flashed through, and countless sword energies suddenly refracted in mid-air.
In an instant, sword energy filled the sky, covering Ye Yun's entire body.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were filled with flashes of sword light.
"Is this the famous swordsmanship of Swordsman Twenty-one, Sword Eighteen?"
"It is said that this set of swordsmanship has twenty-one changes, reaching the level of Xuan level?"
"To be able to create his own set of Xuan-level sword techniques, he truly deserves to be a swordsman genius!"
Everyone was amazed and looked at Qin Jianren with admiration in their eyes.
They know very well how much attainments in swordsmanship are required to create a swordsmanship of their own.
What's more, Qin Jianren's self-created swordsmanship is still a mid-level Xuanjie swordsmanship!
Qin Jianren has such a terrifying talent in swordsmanship, no wonder someone once said that he can fight beyond the ranks.
"Suffer death, boy!"
Qin Jianren was seen rolling around like a dragon, and he came to Ye Yun, the sword in his hand turning rapidly.
The sword struck directly at Huanglong and stabbed Ye Yun in the face.
At this moment, everyone put on a cold face.
Looking at Ye Yun was like looking at a dead person.
Before such a mighty sword force, Ye Yun's death was already doomed.
However, what happened next was beyond their imagination.
I saw that there was only a moment between the sword and Ye Yun's face.
Ye Yun's body swayed slightly, and the sword was dodged by him.
"How can it be?"
Qin Jianren's eyes widened in disbelief, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He didn't stop there, and then he drew out several swords in a row.
The swift sword shadows connected in mid-air, covering Ye Yun like a sword net.
However, without exception, Ye Yun easily dodged them all.
Every time, there was only a small chance of hitting Ye Yun.
But even that little distance was like a chasm, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cross it.
No matter how fast his sword is.
No matter how terrifying the energy carried by the blade is.
As long as Ye Yun can't be touched, it has no effect at all.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Qin Jianren's eyes widened in anger, filled with disbelief.
This was simply beyond his understanding.
The swordsmanship that he was so proud of could not even hit a boy who was at the second level of Zhenwu.
Is there anything more outrageous than this in this world?
Not only him, but also the guests present looked at the two people with confused expressions.
For those who didn’t know, they thought the two of them had made an agreement in advance.
How can they believe such a weird thing?
Swordsman Twenty-one's sword can't hit a boy with the second level of true martial arts?
If you tell me, no one in Zhongzhou City will believe this.
This was simply the most outrageous thing they had ever experienced.
"Is this what you call, Xuan-level swordsmanship?"
Ye Yun looked down at Qin Jianren coldly, his eyes filled with God's compassion for the ignorant ants.
He shook his head disdainfully, and then moved the two fingers of his right hand slightly.
A finger energy burst out from the fingertips.
call out--
The fierce pointing energy instantly pierced Qin Jianren's chest with an unstoppable force.
After that, he didn't stop and shot towards the rear, taking away the lives of several guards.
"Pfft!"
Qin Jianren vomited blood, and the sword he held fell to the ground with a clang.
He fell to the ground weakly, covering his chest with his hands, and murmured in disbelief:
"How...how is it possible..."
For a moment, the entire scene fell silent.
Everyone looked at this scene dumbfounded, with dull expressions, like a stone sculpture.
Qin Jianren.
The number one swordsman in Zhongzhou City, a top master among the best, a swordsman genius who created his own Xuan-level swordsmanship.
With just one move, he was instantly killed!
"This... am I dreaming? How is this possible?"
"That's Swordsman Twenty-One! Just... was solved so easily?"
"Is this some phantom formation? Otherwise, how could such a ridiculous thing happen?"
For a moment, everyone shook their heads wildly and glanced at everything around them in disbelief.
What's more, he pinched his thigh cruelly, trying to verify whether he was dreaming.
but.
Whether it’s everything around you or the pain that comes through your body.
Tell them all this.
The scenes in front of me are all real scenes.
At this moment, Situ Yan's eyes were full of pride.
She raised her neck proudly, like a proud white swan.
It was simply a bit more proud than Ye Yun himself who defeated Qin Jianren.
At the same time, Xiao Nitian looked at Ye Yun with a look full of fear.
Although it would be easy for him to defeat Qin Jianren, it would be absolutely impossible for him to kill Qin Jianren with just one finger like Ye Yun!
But Ye Yun could do it easily. This is enough to prove that Ye Yun's strength is already above him.
"There is not much hatred between you and me."
Ye Yun looked down at Qin Jianren coldly, like a god showing mercy, and said:
"This time, I will spare your life, get out!"
Ye Yun's finger just now did not aim at the vital point.
Therefore, it only penetrated Qin Jianren's chest, causing him severe injuries but not losing his life.
