In Chapter 442, I'sll try you out

Name:Sky War Soul Author:Tuobaliuyun
It's Wenqing, who had a close relationship with Chu Yun at the beginning.

Wen Qing is Ye Qiyu's disciple and Xia Yufu's senior brother.

What really puzzled Chu Yun is that he was brought to the leaf world with Xia Yufu for cultivation. He also said that he was not allowed to come out of the magical realm. How could he come here?

"The humiliation you gave me at the beginning will be repaid ten times and one hundred times today!"

Wen Qing's whole body exudes a majestic atmosphere, just like coming down from the battlefield. His eyes are full of murderous spirit, which almost condenses into essence.

"Shame for you?"

Chu Yun frowned and then said quietly, "I don't remember the intersection with you."

"You don't need to remember. You just need to know that you are going to be defeated by me, and you are still defeated!"

Wen Qing grins. This time, he is obviously well prepared. His words are full of confidence.

"If you want to challenge me, come."

Chu Yun is too lazy to talk nonsense with Wen Qing.

He clearly has nothing to do with this guy, but he always thinks he has been humiliated by himself, and he thinks about getting this tone back.

My heart is small and jealous. I don't know why sister Qiyu accepted him as her disciple.

"Here comes a man of great strength."

Seeing the appearance of Wenqing, the rest of you are all interested to come here.

In terms of breath, Wenqing is definitely one of the most powerful challengers, and he has some old grudges with Chu Yun.

This is wonderful!

On the one hand, you can explore the foundation of Chu Yun; on the other hand, you can enjoy a wonderful duel.

"Use all your strength. Don't wait to be defeated by me to find a reason."

Wen Qing had been waiting. Seeing that Chu Yun broke Shang Yanling's sword, he had a general understanding of Chu Yun's strength.

But he didn't feel like he was going to lose.

In the past year, he has been practicing hard for such a day.

Now, the day has finally arrived.

"I'm afraid to give all my strength. You can't even take one move from me."

Chu Yun said quietly.

"You are still so arrogant, just like before!"

Wen Qing gave a grim smile and immediately offered up the ghost of Wu. He shouted: "Jiaolong goes to sea!"

His soul is a pair of round hammers with short handle. They are yellow and thick like mountains.

Four yellow lights interweave continuously and rush into the void together.

"Heaven level Four martial spirits!"

The rest of the young men saw this and exclaimed, their faces became solemn.

The level of Wu soul is one of the best even if it is put among the ten young masters.

Most of the martial spirits of shigongzi are of the third grade of heaven, but Fu Xueyi has the fourth grade of heaven.

Ye guxing, the son of Xingchen, frowns and stares at Wenqing. He seems to have thought: "this guy, is not one of the two new disciples that sister Qiyu received last year. It seems that his name is wenqinglai. Wu soul is a mountain shaking double hammer with four levels of heaven..."

Ye guxing has a good identity among the Ye family, so he also knows about ye Qiyu's recruitment of disciples.

It's just that he didn't meet Wenqing and xiayufu. It's just that he heard that the boy named Wenqing has a unique talent. Wu Hun is a mountain shaking double hammer.

In this way, this boy should be Wenqing.

"Boom!"

The moment when the mountain shaking twin hammers appeared, the sky was smashed to pieces, and two vast waves of air smashed down like mountains.

Chu Yun's eyes were shocked. Wen Qing was much better than when he saw him.

There are six levels of Xuanwu and one level higher than yourself.

The ground is oppressed by the strong breath, and the soil collapses directly, forming a huge pit.

Chu Yun floats on the deep pit, facing the double hammers that fall down, and punches fiercely.

"Dong! Dong! "

At the same time, the two loud sounds overlapped.

Chuyun's body fell into the deep pit like a meteorite, which blew up a lot of soil.

Although Wenqing looks like a handsome scholar, Wuhun, who shakes the mountain and double hammers, is very fierce at the moment.

He stared at the pit and said with a grim smile, "when I saw you, I could hardly bear your one look. At that time, I had not learned to master the power of the mountain shaking twin hammers. Now under the teacher's instruction, my combat power is advancing by leaps and bounds. You can't compare with me! "

Chu Yun crawled out of the soil and got some stains on his body, but he didn't realize it.

"Interesting."

There is a flash of light in Chu Yun's eyes. The power of shaking the mountain and double hammers is really terrible. It's hard for him to resist directly even if he doesn't sacrifice the ghost.

"This kid seems to have a lot of resentment against Chu Yun."

Wang Chengying sat on the stone bench and shamelessly took the tea made by Fu Xueyi.

"Shall I kill him?"

Asked the unintentional leader.

"No, Chu Yun is not easy to meet an opponent. If you help him with everything, how can he improve?"

Wang Chengying chuckled, reached out to find a teacup from the space ring, and tilted the teapot to pour tea into the teacup.

The clear tea is poured into the teacup. Strangely, the teacup has only one mouthful, but it seems to be dissatisfied.

The tea in the teapot is the same. After pouring for a long time, the tea still keeps flowing.

"This tea tastes good. Take more back to have a taste."

Wang Chengying smiles.

Fu Xueyi saw this scene in the distance, but Liu Mei stood up: "my tea is not so easy to drink."

"What's the hard way?"

Wang Chengying didn't seem to have any consciousness at all. Instead, he had the cheek to ask questions.

Fu Xueyi smiled quietly and flipped his fingers, only to see that the teapot suddenly turned red, and the tea poured from it turned into a hot water column, shooting at Wang Chengying.

This move, without any sign, came suddenly.

The unintentional leader frowned and was about to make a move when he was stopped by Wang Chengying.

"How can I ask you to serve me tea?"

Wang Chengying stretches out his hand in a light way to grasp it. The water column from the shooting hasn't touched his palm yet. It's like the Jiaolong has been pulled away from the bone and turned into the original shape.

"Come on!"

Wang Chengying fingers a pick, all those tea into his mouth.

"Tut Tut, good tea."

Wang Chengying has tasted the product, but can't help thumbing up.

Although Fu Xueyi is expressionless, there are waves in his heart.

Another hidden power!

The attack just now seems to have no power, but in fact it contains the spirit of extreme terror.

At least half of the ten young masters can't take this move.

However, the other side is easy to crack and take away the aura he injected.

The speed is so fast that I can't even see the technique clearly.

Too strong!

"Don't be so mean. I'll leave you some."

Wang Chengying grins and takes some rest, which makes her reluctant to put down the teapot.

"Boom!"

On the other side, Chu Yun didn't sacrifice his sword, so he just collided with Wen Qing with his physical strength.

The sky is continuously shattered, and the earth seems to be upside down, setting off infinite force.

The wind roared, ripping the people's clothes and hunting.

Chu Yun fought bravely and bravely. Each fist hit the mountain shaking twin hammers, and a circle of visible ripples burst out.

More than ten times in a row, Chu Yun's double fists are already bloody and fleshy, with broken bones and broken tendons.

Especially at the fist joint, even the skin and flesh are polished, revealing the senbai bone joint, shocking.

But Chu Yun didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, he became more and more aggressive and his eyes were shining.

"Don't you sacrifice the spirit of martial arts? Aren't you the so-called young swordsman?"

Wen Qing's double hammers fell madly, almost occupying the whole void.

The waves of shaking mountains and double hammers are really like the waves of mountains. Chu Yun stands on the ground and catches them all.

There was a flash of anger in Wenqing's eyes. Chu Yun was so entrusted that he didn't sacrifice the ghost in such a situation.

Is it to look down on yourself?

"Sunset in the sky!"

Wen Qing raised the two hammers over his head, and a dazzling sunshine fell on them.

After the light of the mountain after the double hammer, like a burning flame, no bedding, no hesitation toward the Chu cloud place!

The power of this blow is far greater than before.

The hot flame attached above seems to be able to melt everything, even the void is constantly distorted by the fire.

Chu Yun clearly felt the power of this attack, as well as the rich killing opportunities contained in it.

It seems that Wenqing's resentment towards himself has reached a certain level, and he will not stop killing himself.

"It's my turn to fight back."

Chu Yun's hands were folded, and the black storm rose. Behind him suddenly came a golden body that looked like him.

"What a powerful spirit!"

When the challengers around saw this scene, they all looked shocked and stepped back for several consecutive steps.

"It's not surprising that this is the evil spirit, which is clearly the rebellious power of Chu Yun himself."

Wang Chengying is drinking tea and turning his mouth. These people don't have any insight. Chu Yun's rebellious power is against the Buddhism, which is the opposite of the Buddhism, so it naturally becomes black, but it doesn't mix with any evil breath, which is essentially different from the evil spirit.

Take the magic tripod of Sanskrit, which is the real magic Qi!

The fanyin magic tripod is a top-grade spirit soldier melted by the blood, flesh and soul of hundreds of monks. Even the monstrous spirit sends out the bloody taste, which makes people tremble.

"The master is going to do that!"

The mindless master raised his head, his eyes full of excitement.

After the successful cultivation of the thousand handed magic Buddha, Chu Yun never had the chance to show it. Now the chance finally comes!

"Just in time, I'll try you!"

Chu Yun's eyes are cold, his hands are round in front of him, and the black air flows with him.

Behind him, the magic Buddha is increasing at an incredible speed. In a blink of an eye, there are nearly a hundred.

Just think about it. The whole world is full of magic Buddhas like Chu cloud. Each one is 100 meters tall and stands tall. The breath is vast and boundless.

Under such momentum, even the gods and Buddhas can only bow their heads!