Although the entire Beiyuan Wuyuan had a hazy haze, when Ye Fengyun's sword was cut out, the sky still converged, and a sword shadow across the sky, as if to cut through the sky.

Sword Master Ninth Rank, it turns out that he has reached the Sword Master Nine Rank.

"With this strength, I dare to do something with me, and not ashamed!" Lu Junran sneered and cut out with a sword.

Amid the loud noise, Ye Fengyun spouted a mouthful of blood, which was cut into flight by Lu Junran.

"You...your strength..." Ye Fengyun climbed up hard and looked at Lu Junran in disbelief. Behind him, several other practitioners of An Yunguo were also shocked.

The Jianyin Academy's competition had already spread throughout the mainland, and they had also heard of Lu Junran's strength. It is said that he was still the strength of the eighth sword master at that time, how could he defeat Ye Fengyun so easily? This sword was so fast and too sudden that they did not see Lu Junran's true strength.

"I forgot to tell you that my blood has already awakened. Although one step later than others, even if the **** Mu Hanyan is in front of me, I may not be weaker than her." Lu Junran said with an arrogant expression.

"Shut up! If you dare to insult Young Master Mu, you will die, and I will drag you to bury it." Ye Fengyun's eyes became blood red, and he roared inexhaustibly.

"It turned out to be because of this!" Lu Junran knew why Ye Fengyun suddenly became so angry, but he said more arrogantly, "Then I want to insult her, what can you do with me, bitch, bitch, **** ...Hahahaha."

"I killed you!" Ye Fengyun roared and rushed towards Lu Junran.

The sword light regained, Ye Fengyun let out another muffled grunt, and was cleaved out again.

The blood was dripping down his shoulders, but he didn't pause for a while, his feet stuck to the ground, and he rushed towards Lu Junran.

"Well, if you don't let you see my true strength, you won't know how big the gap between us is." Lu Junran said impatiently.

"Wind Dragon, Sword Dance!" With his soft drink, a sword light leaped into the sky like a blue dragon, roaring at Ye Fengyun with anger.

Great Sword Master! It turns out that he has reached the realm of the Great Swordsman. No wonder he is so arrogant and arrogant that even Mu Hanyan doesn't pay much attention to it.

The expressions of the young cultivators from An Yunguo turned pale, but Ye Fengyun did not back down a bit, only endless anger in his eyes.

"Kill!" In the face of Lu Junran's mighty sword, Ye Fengyun did not retreat, and even tried his best to pierce the heart of Lu Junran with a single sword. It turned out to be the same sword.

"No!" a young cultivator exclaimed.

"Looking for death!" Seeing Ye Fengyun not only didn't retreat, but also tried to die with him, Lu Junran was irritated and added a bit of energy.

In the middle of the air, the dragon shadow roared for a long time, and flew down at a speed unattainable by the naked eye, and opened that hideous big mouth towards Ye Fengyun.

The young cultivators of An Yunguo sank in their hearts, and their eyes were desperate. The gap is too great, and Ye Fengyun has no chance to return to the end. When Lu Junran's wind and dragon sword shadow falls, even if he does not die, it is estimated that he will be seriously injured and useless.

"Stop!" At this moment, a clear and happy roar sounded.

A slender and graceful figure flew over, and the long sword in his hand cut out a shooting star-like sword light.