The tigers return to the mountains, and the beasts come to the court!

Lin Yun jumped into the air with the true meaning of a tiger's leap, like a fierce tiger in a rage catapulting up.

At this moment, Liu Yunfei's face was flushed, and he was still struggling.

To wear or not to wear?

I am afraid that the warriors who are watching the battle now are all anxious for him.

A hidden weapon came like an arrow in front, and Lin Yun jumped into the air behind, like a tiger.

Most of them saw this scene, and thought to themselves, I think it's better not to wear these pants, at least they have to save their lives.

But Liu Yunfei is indeed Liu Yunfei!

In this embarrassing situation that ordinary people can't imagine, he made a move that no one could have imagined.

A lazy donkey rolls on the spot, avoiding the button attack.

During this rolling period, with lightning speed, he tied the belt to a dead end again.

There is a saying that there is wind under the crotch, and the waist is unstable.

At the moment when the belt was tied, Liu Yunfei seemed to have taken a panacea, and his waist straightened instantly.

He was furious in his heart and wished to kill Lin Yun on the spot.

"Young Sect Master, good work!"

The disciples of Ziyan Sect who took a sigh of relief shouted when they saw Liu Yunfei's flowing movements.

Comparing Liu Yunfei on the Wutai stage, it was too late to vent his anger.

Just as he got up, he saw a figure flying towards him.

But it was Lin Yun who figured out where he should get up and jumped into the air with his feet just on his chest.

Lin Yun, who was one height taller than him, took advantage of the location, his feet danced like the wind, and he kept kicking towards his heart.

Every footfall contains the fierce inner strength of this innate pure Yang Gong, like a steel blazing sun.

Bang bang bang!

A loud noise like a thunderstorm reverberated on the huge competition platform, and Lin Yun, who was in the air, was merciless.

After dozens of kicks, the volley was exhausted, and a heavy kick sent the opponent flying.

Pfft!

Liu Yunfei spat out blood, and after landing, there was an extremely incredible look in his eyes.

He was actually kicked by a sword slave without any backhand.

Bai Yufan and Hu Feng joined forces, but only slightly injured him.

"Yes, I see what skills you sword slave has."

Liu Yunfei's expression changed, and he soon returned to normal, only taking him careless.

Whoosh!

The figure flashed, and when he raised his hand, it was a palm, and the palm was like a glass with a faint purple glow.

Cooperating with his Yanyun Art, just like defeating Feng Daoyu, he shot at Lin Yun like the wind.

Lin Yun smiled indifferently, under the blessing of the Innate Pure Yang Art, the Tiger Fist of the peak of perfection greeted the past.

boom!

In an instant, fists and palms clashed, a thunderous noise erupted, and cracks appeared on the damaged ground again.

Lin Yun, under the opponent's all-out palm, did not retreat a step, and the fight was evenly divided.

The audience was shocked, and there was an uproar.

Before Lin Yunkang kicked Liu Yunfei, it can be said that he won by tricks, and he walked on the left side, and only thought that Liu Yunfei was careless.

But with this palm, Liu Yunfei put down all his strength, and the sword slave of the seventh level of martial arts actually blocked it.

"I see how long you can hold on!"

Liu Yunfei's face was full of rage, and he slashed more fiercely with one palm than the other, with a terrifying aura on his body.

boom! Clang!

The two people on the competition platform were like two fierce steel monsters. The fists and palms were handed over, and every time a shocking wave broke out, and the sound shook the audience.

The entire arena, under the constant heavy blows, actually shook slightly.

Liu Yunfei's face had already turned into a purple color, and there was a faint purple smoke wafting from his body, and the Purple Cloud Art had been urged by him with all his strength.

"Strange...what the hell is going on here?"

"A person with a cultivation level close to the ninth level of martial arts, and a Ziyunjue with a peak of perfection, why can't he help this sword slave?"

"I don't understand it either, but until now, I still don't move!"

The spectators in the audience were already confused and couldn't understand the current situation at all.

But what surprised them even more was that Liu Yunfei had retreated!

In this frantic confrontation, the one who retreated first was the one who no one expected.

Liu Yunfei said that there was suffering in his heart. The other party practiced the exercises, and it was very strange. It gave him the feeling that it was like a congenital exercise, and his inner strength was stronger than his.

But that's all, he won't retreat, after all, he has the ninth level of martial arts.

The strange thing is that Lin Yun's fist still contains a sharp sword strength, which scratched his hands with blood.

No going back!

But Liu Yunfei had his own plans in his heart, and no one else knew about his Yanyun Jue's unloading skills.

As long as you move, you can unload the opponent's internal energy into the invisible.

He sneered again and again on his face, just waiting for Lin Yun to exhaust his energy before kneading him fiercely.

But after taking more than ten steps back, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The other party seemed to know everything about him, and as Lin Yun moved forward, his legs kept interfering with him.

It seemed unintentional, but in fact, every step disrupted his pace.

"you……"

puff!

The tiger roars in the mountains and forests, and the ultimate Tiger Fist ultimate move, which is perfect at its peak, explodes wildly.

Liu Yunfei, whose momentum had plummeted, was directly blown away by this punch and spit out blood again.

"impossible!"

There was panic in Liu Yunfei's eyes, surprised by Lin Yun's strength, and even more shocked that the other party saw through his tricks.

It was Lin Yun who answered him one step at a time.

At the moment of this step, the situation rises!

The wind follows the dragon, the cloud follows the tiger, the wind and the cloud converge, the dragon and the tiger are powerful!

I saw that dragon and tiger were prosperous, and Lin Yun burst out with a terrifying aura that swept the world.

The delicate face under the long hair, under the reflection of the setting sun, is full of publicity.

Without giving the other party time to be shocked and surprised, Lin Yun used the dragon and tiger to grow his might and punched again.

With this punch, the beasts are coming!

This punch contains the unwillingness and anger of the entire Qingyun!

This punch, on behalf of the Young Sect Master Bai Yufan, and on behalf of those Qingyun disciples who had been humiliated by Liu Yunfei, raised the prestige of my Qingyun!

Bang!

Leveraging the might of the dragon and tiger, the Tiger Fist hit the pinnacle and blasted out instantly.

Liu Yunfei tried his best to defend, but he still couldn't block the destructive punch, and was directly knocked out.

His long hair was split and his face was pale. After landing, he rolled several steps before standing still.

"Young Sect Master, take the sword!"

Seeing that Liu Yunfei was defeated by fists and feet, the disciples of Ziyanzong were in a state of confusion, and quickly took out Liu Yunfei's sword.

call out!

Just saw a ray of cold light flying towards, that sword was cold and radiant, extremely sharp, obviously a good mysterious weapon.

Liu Yunfei jumped up into the air and grabbed the sword.

"Death to me!"

With a sword in hand, Liu Yunfei turned the tide, and his temperament changed completely. Confidence rose, and his eyes were filled with cold light. It turned out to be a master of kendo.

Whoa!

The wrist trembled, the sword shadow was like a flower, and the sword was overwhelming Lin Yun in an instant.

"Purple Smoke Sword Technique!"

"Liu Yunfei actually holds both swords and swords, it's really hidden."

"If it weren't for this sword slave today, I'm afraid that the two major sects would not know, he still has a brilliant swordsmanship hidden."

After still marveling at holding the sword, Liu Yunfei, who seemed to be a different person, was surrounded by many spectators.

When he didn't take back his words, he heard a clear and crisp sound.

Clang!

There seems to be an autumn water, appearing out of thin air, and the burial foil sword is unsheathed in a rage.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the majestic sword force exploded from Lin Yun's body.

If Liu Yunfei held the sword, it seemed like a different person, then when Lin Yun held the sword, the world seemed to change color because of him.

Liu Yunfei, who was thinking of turning the tide of the battle, didn't have time to bring his sword power to the top.

Lin Yun was smashed to pieces by a few strands of sword light, which was like a cloud of mist.

Click!

With a sword in hand, Lin Yun was simply rampant, and he waved the funeral foil at will.

The peak and perfect flow of wind swordsmanship, all kinds of essence, come at your fingertips, like antelope hanging horns, no trace can be found.

It was terrifying, the sword power that erupted from his body, and the deep understanding of kendo, was jaw-dropping and speechless.

Liu Yunfei's brilliant swordsmanship was completely insignificant in front of him.

He just walked forward like this casually, the sword was like the wind, and the cold light was cold, but it was all killing moves that people could not avoid.

Jingle Jingle!

Liu Yunfei reluctantly resisted, and every time he took a step back, he was hit with several swords, and he had no power to parry.

After a while, the sword Feihong was bloody, and there were sword wounds all over his body.

Lin Yun's self-confidence brought merciless crushing!

"Qingyun sword slave, don't hurt my son!"

Seeing the horrible Liu Yunfei, he was about to be defeated in embarrassment and was severely injured by Lin Yun.

No one expected a scene to happen. On the high stage, the Sect Master of Ziyan Sect personally took action!