Chapter 4294

Chu Xuelan and several companions were completely shocked by the scene in front of her!

The moment they heard Su Yun's voice just now, they thought it was an illusion generated by their grief and anger.

The facts in front of them told them that Su Yun did not fall, and even burst out with a more powerful breath!

"How could it be?"

"He didn't die?"

"This..."

More than a dozen inner elders on the battle table were all shocked!

Next to the top ten Tianjiao eyes twitch, mind drama shock!

Such a scene, in their eyes, is totally unimaginable.

They really don't understand how Su Yun resisted ye Junhong's crazy attack and defended himself safely.

Up to now, this outside disciple of the seventh floor of fatalism has the power to make a move?

"Ye Junhong, take my sword!"

Su Yun raised his right hand without hesitation and slowly chopped toward ye Junhong.

This time, it seems to be very slow, but from the moment his arm swings out, the sky over Jianfeng will change!

Boom Boom!

A dull roar resounded through the void, and a purple sword awn slowly flew out of his palm.

The whole body of light rose, turned into a thick purple cloud, and rolled to each other!

"Hiss!"

"What is that?"

"It seems that Sword

"What?"

"How could it be?"

The whole audience was shocked, everyone was shocked!

Su Yun's light is just a sword light. Why does it turn into a huge cloud in a twinkling of an eye?

His hand looks very slow. Why does that purple sword cloud fill the void in an instant?

"Hiss! What means is this? "

Ye Junhong's eyes shrink sharply and his heart is awe inspiring!

Su Yun's sword, let his whole person fall into some kind of terrible pressure, his whole body cold hair erect, as if locked by a will of death!

Boom!

The purple sword cloud is flying through the sky. First, ye Junhong is locked in. The breath of death becomes clearer and stronger!

"Damn it!" Ye Junhong's heart trembled and he found that he underestimated Su Yun.

"Solid!"

His palms closed, and the blood was rolling. The golden spiritual power surged wildly, forming a barrier hundreds of feet high in front of him.

It looks like a huge mountain peak with awe inspiring blood golden light!

In the face of his various actions, Su Yun did not move.

His right arm is still slowly cut out, completely unaffected by the reaction of the other side.

"This What means is this? "

"He has only been a monk for more than a month, and has he practiced the secret handed skills?"

"Are you kidding? He's not even promoted in the inner door. He's not qualified to practice the secret handed skills! "

"Well What kind of swordsmanship is he using now

The inner door elders on the battle table looked at each other and guessed more than one another.

However, no one could see the source of his skill, and he was very surprised.

Boom!

The purple sword cloud covers the void, as if a chaotic beast pounced on the blood gold wall erected in front of Ye Junhong!

Bang Boom Boom!

Ziyun's speed seems not fast, but it has the momentum of indomitable.

With the roar of fury, the blood gold wall was torn layer by layer!

Hiss! Hiss!

All the martial artists took a cool breath and their faces were shocked and frightened.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, purple sword cloud suddenly began to shrink and roll backward!

"Well?"

"What's going on?"

"Purple sword cloud, is it going to disappear?"

"Su Yun's attack, follow-up powerless?"

The whole audience was surprised and speculated.

"Hiss!" Ye Junhong's heart trembled and he didn't like to be surprised!

The purple sword cloud has already torn his defense barrier. This is the time to seize the victory and pursue the attack. It will not collapse at this point.

"No! It's weird

Ye Junhong's face sank, and his heart was filled with warning signs.

When the palms open, they close and hit each other suddenly in front of them.

Bang Boom!

In front of him, the golden power suddenly flashed, like two peaks rolling towards the purple sword cloud.

But the purple sword cloud accelerated to shrink and disappeared at an amazing speed!

"Well? Where is it

Ye Junhong was shocked!

The whole audience was surprised.

At this time, they suddenly found a purple sword above ye Junhong!

Hiss! Hiss!"My God!"

"How could it be?"

"What skill is this?"

"Maybe it's some kind of powerful magic weapon?"

The whole audience exclaimed, and they had never seen such a strange skill. They only thought it was a treasure offered by Su Yun.

The cry of surprise has not yet been settled. The purple sword is carrying the fierce sword idea, and it will be cut off in the sky!

"Dream!"

Ye Junhong's face changed and he roared furiously!

The purple sword cloud just now made him feel uneasy and gave him a breath of death.

The purple sword in front of him made him feel that all his thoughts were destroyed and he was doomed to die!

He stood against the deep fear, a finger in the eyebrow, rolling blood, the golden aura soared wildly, instantly drowning him!

Whoa!

The whole audience exclaimed!

Under the gaze of countless eyes, ye Junhong seems to become a huge blood cocoon suspended in the void to meet the attack of the purple sword.

"Chop!"

Su Yun, in a deep voice, roared, and the purple sword was beheaded!

Boom!

Yes!

The roar of fury mixed with a harsh sound of rupture, ye Junhong's blood cocoon instantly split a gap.

"Damn it! No Ah

Boom!

The purple sword suddenly speeds up and cuts into the blood cocoon that has not yet collapsed. Then comes ye Junhong's scream of panic.

Bang Boom!

The huge purple sword slashed wildly, and the powerful Yu Wei cut into an uninhabited huge peak in front of him, causing a shaking of the earth and mountains.

The blood cocoon completely collapsed, and a figure fell from the air and fell heavily on the edge of the sword test platform. It was ye Junhong himself!

At this moment, his clothes and robes were tattered and stained with blood. He looked extremely embarrassed and had no top-notch demeanor of Tianjiao.

Quiet!

There was a dead silence in the hall, and only the nervous gasps could be heard!

Shua Shua Shua!

A dozen inner elders all got up and looked at the sword test platform with shaking faces!

Whoa!

More than a dozen top Tianjiao's bodies trembled and looked at this scene strangely!

After a moment of silence, someone finally made a voice.

"Ye Ye Tianjiao Lost? "

Whoa!

This sound like a stone into the silent lake, suddenly detonated the whole audience!

"My God

"How could it be?"

"How could this be the result?"

"No way, no way. Elder martial brother ye can't be defeated by an outsider!"

"False, it must be false!"

There were many people who were shocked by Ye Tianjiao's defeat. More people couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

Ye Junhong's followers are frantically clamoring to deny the facts in front of them.

But no matter how much they denied it, they could not change the situation on the sword test platform.

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