Although the entire Beiyuan Wuyuan was hazy with fog, when Ye Fengyun slashed out with his sword, the sky was still full of wind and clouds, and a sword shadow crossed the sky, as if it was about to cut through the sky.
The ninth rank of sword master, it turns out that he has already reached the ninth rank of sword master.
"With this level of strength, you dare to fight with me, and you are not ashamed to say it!" Lu Junran sneered, and slashed out with a sword.
Amidst the loud bang, Ye Fengyun spat out a mouthful of blood, but was chopped off by Lu Junran with a sword.
"You...your strength..." Ye Fengyun struggled to get up, and looked at Lu Junran in disbelief. Behind him, several other practitioners of An Yun Kingdom were also stunned.
The competition of Jianyin Academy has spread all over the mainland, and they have also heard of Lu Junran's strength. It is said that he was still an eighth-level sword master at that time, how could he defeat Ye Fengyun so easily, this sword was so fast and sudden that they didn't see Lu Junran's true strength clearly.
"I forgot to tell you that my blood has also awakened. Although I am a step behind others, even if that bitch Mu Hanyan is in front of me, I may not be weaker than her." Lu Junran said arrogantly.
"Shut up! If you dare to insult Young Master Mu again, even if you die, I will drag you to be buried with you." Ye Fengyun's eyes turned blood red, and he roared furiously.
"So it's because of this!" Lu Junran realized why Ye Fengyun suddenly became so angry, but said even more arrogantly, "Then I want to insult her, what can you do to me, bitch, bitch, bitch … Ha ha ha ha."
"I'll kill you!" Ye Fengyun roared, and rushed towards Lu Junran fiercely.
When the sword light rose again, Ye Fengyun let out another muffled groan, and was sent flying out again.
Blood was continuously dripping down his shoulders, but he didn't stop for a moment, his feet stuck to the ground, and he rushed towards Lu Junran again.
"Forget it, if I don't let you see my real strength, you won't know how big the gap is between us." Lu Junran said impatiently.
"Fenglong, sword dance!" Following his soft shout, a sword light leaped into the sky like a dragon, roaring angrily and rushing towards Ye Fengyun.
Great swordsman! It turned out that he had already reached the realm of the great sword master, no wonder he was so arrogant and arrogant, even Mu Hanyan didn't pay much attention to him.
The faces of those young practitioners from An Yunguo turned pale, but Ye Fengyun didn't back down at all, there was only endless anger in his eyes.
"Kill!" Facing Lu Junran's mighty sword, Ye Fengyun did not retreat or evade, and even used all his strength to stab Lu Junran's heart, and it turned out to be a sword that killed both of them.
"No!" A young practitioner exclaimed.
"Looking for death!" Seeing that Ye Fengyun not only didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, but also wanted to die with him, Lu Junran was enraged, and he added some strength.
In mid-air, the dragon shadow roared and flew down at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, and opened its ferocious mouth towards Ye Fengyun.
The hearts of those young practitioners from Anyun Kingdom sank, and their eyes were full of despair. The gap was too great, and Ye Fengyun had no chance of dying together. When Lu Junran's Wind Dragon Sword Shadow fell, even if he didn't die, he would probably be seriously injured and lose his cultivation.
"Stop!" At this moment, a clear and joyful roar sounded.
A slender and graceful figure flew over, and the long sword in his hand cut out a meteor-like light.